Chapter 1652 to Be Punished

Sure enough, after the candidates from the Wood, Water, and Fire groups went up, their results were much worse than those of the Jin group, and there was no suspense at all.

Since Mama Zhao's group is the last big group, the person in charge of the test is also very tired, wishing to stop work and go back to rest immediately, so Wei Wei asked impatiently, "Are you still testing the remaining group? I don't think you have any chance of winning, so just admit defeat."

Although the three of Mo Wanwan knew that the chances were slim, they were really unwilling to give up like this, so they said, "This steward, we still have to try."

"Since you have to bang your head against the south wall, I won't stop you, hurry up, don't linger!" The man saw that Mo Wanwan's four people's spiritual power was very low, and even if they knew the ghost, their power would definitely be very limited, so there was no need to do so. Didn't look up to them.

The four members of Jin Zhi’s group also pouted, and they are really over the top. Just because you want to compete with us? dream!

The previous standing and etiquette were just to fool those of you who have no background, you see? In the end, you have to speak with strength, you have no chance of winning! However, let them test it, just to let them see the gap with us, the difference between clouds and mud!

Mo Wanwan and the three of them clenched their fists and fought to the front of the ball with a serious look. As for Yun Chujiu, who looked nonchalant, he also stood in front of the ball.

Mo Wanwan whispered, "At the beginning of the year, you don't have the power of the Netherworld, you just stand aside."

Yun Chujiu said with a smile: "It's a shame to stand aside, I'll make up for it, you don't have to worry about me, I can brag about it when I go back."

The corners of Mo Wanwan's three people's eyes twitched fiercely, what time has it been, this Chuchu still has the intention of pretending to be coercive, it's really no one else!

However, Yun Chujiu's interruption has relieved their nervousness a lot. Chuchu is right. Anyway, they have reached this step and they are proud of it. Let's do our best to obey the destiny!

The three bit their index fingers and began to chant: "With my blood, sacrifice to the ghost, the power of the ghost, come!"

Three weak nether powers attacked the ball, and the highest value on the display was only 800. The manager in charge of the test couldn't help but pouted. Is such a level still necessary to test? It's really overpowering! And what is that little girl doing? What does it mean to gesture with a dagger?

When Mo Wanwan and the other three were attacking the ball, they heard Yun Chujiu muttering: "Emma, ​​this self-harm is really hard to do, it hurts so much with ten fingers connected to the heart, do I want it or not? Self-mutilation for the sake of coercion?"

The corners of Mo Wanwan's eyes twitched fiercely, they didn't know this guy, this guy was not in the same group as them!

Yun Chujiu mumbled for a while, but still cut a small cut on her index finger, and then recited feebly, in a voice so small that only Mo Wanwan, who was beside her, could hear: "The power of the ghost, come! Come quickly! What a mess! , I've shed so much blood! Damn Nether Power, if you don't come, I'll curse your eighth ancestors!"

Mo Wanwan almost sat on the ground with her buttocks on the ground. Was this crazy at the beginning? What nonsense are you talking about? Their blood is sacrificed to the Netherworld Spirit, and the Netherworld Spirit will only grant them the Netherworld Power if they are satisfied. She will be punished if she abuses her so badly!

Eighth more. Dear friends, good morning!