Time flies, and three days pass.

On a bright morning, the white clouds float in the sky and the sun shines.

The second round of Qianye Sect's assessment continues.

There were more than 30,000 people kicked out on the first day, and more than 20,000 people on the second day.

As for the third day, the number of people has not yet been counted.

When everyone recalled their experience in the "Tower of Demons", they were chilling and glad that they had survived the disaster.

Those who had no time to crush the teleportation card had become demonic food in the tower and had eaten it all.

On the martial arts field.

Fang Tao and Shi Chunyuan, the two elders of Qianye Sect, could not help but be curious when they looked at the cultivators who were constantly being teleported out.

What exactly did they go through?

Why do they all look so scared?

The onlookers were also very curious when they saw the paralyzed monks.

However, no matter how they asked, almost no one answered the monks who were teleported out.

Now they don’t want to recall everything they have experienced, they just want to hide it in their hearts.

Seeing that no one answered, Fang Tao and Shi Chunyuan smiled bitterly, but did not ask much.

But what surprised them was that all the cultivators who entered had improved their cultivation.

They seem to have a huge opportunity.

The two of them didn't know that the opportunities in these monks were almost all obtained by their lives.

Inside the ‘Tower of Demons’.

Every time a monk kills a demon, the pure essence of his body will be integrated into the killer's body, which will greatly improve his physique, cultivation and strength.

Fang Tao took a step forward and said, "Because you came out early, now you have been eliminated.

But you don’t have to be discouraged. With your talent and strength, you will definitely pass the assessment next year.”

Nearly a thousand monks who were teleported were inevitably disappointed and unwilling to hear that they were eliminated.

I thought I had insisted on passing the assessment, but I didn't expect the reality to be so cruel.

In the distance, a young man tightened his fist and murmured to himself: "I don't have enough practical experience."

His face showed reluctance.

With his six-star talent, it should be no problem to join the Qianye Sect.

But during the battle with the demons, he clearly felt that he lacked practical experience.

It is not a good thing for him to have talent but not practical experience.

"Yang Bai, why are you coming out? I thought you were going to pass the assessment?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the young man Yang Bai turned his head and saw a handsome young man walking towards him.

"Liu Wei? Have you been eliminated too?"

The boy in front of him was named Liu Wei, who was from the same city as him, and his talent was as six stars as he was.

He thought the other party would pass the assessment, but he didn't expect that the other party would be eliminated!

"When I reached the 18th floor, my practical experience was inferior to the three demons, and I finally had no choice but to quit."

The young man Liu Wei smiled bitterly, his eyes showing reluctance.

Turning his head to look at Yang Bai, he asked, "Which layer have you reached?"

“The 19th floor.”

"hehe!"

Liu Wei smiled bitterly and said, "I thought you were eliminated when you reached the 18th floor just like me, but I didn't expect you to have one more layer than me."

"I was almost there when I broke to the 18th floor." Yang Bai also said bluntly.

During the conversation, the two of them tightened their fists and regretted that they lacked practical experience.

If they have sufficient practical experience, how could they be defeated? How could they be eliminated?

After returning to peace, the monks who were eliminated from all directions complained that they had serious lack of practical experience.

...

The palace, the refining room.

In the closed refining room, the sound of calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating calculating

Next to the refining furnace, Lu Fei was sweating profusely and did not know how hard he was.

Every time the hammer in your hand is swung, a crisp sound echoes.

Not far away, various magic weapons have already accumulated into mountains.

Among them, the number of swords is the most eye-catching.

These magical instruments are all heavenly-level magical instruments.

In this era, although the sky-level magic weapon is no longer a rare item, the price of each one is still very expensive.

The magic weapons forged by Lu Fei are all unkaifeng, and their prices are twice as high as those of Kaifeng.

If the weapon spirit can be cultivated, then its price will be completely priceless.

Seeing Tuantuan stop nagging, Lu Fei smiled on his face.

These days, Tuantuan kept asking himself to persuade me Lu Batian not to rebel, and even showed how miserable it would be for this.

However, he completely went into his left ear and came out of his right ear, and ignored Tuantuan from beginning to end.

"Tuantuan, don't worry so much. Look at my father's confidence, I believe there must be no problem."

"fart!"

Tuantuan's face darkened and she said, "What can I do if I have confidence? Old drivers always fail when driving, not to mention that your father is still a little chick."

clang!

With the last hammer of ninety-nine eighty-one hammer, a knife with a length of one meter long and three fingers wide and long is perfectly formed.

Putting down the hammer in his hand, Lu Fei carefully pondered the long knife and was quite satisfied with it.

Seeing that Lu Fei ignored him, he shouted: "Hey! Lu Fei, are you listening to me?"

"I've been listening."

Lu Fei shrugged and played with the long knife in his hand.

He was sure that there were no cracks and the inscriptions inside were neat, so he threw the long sword aside.

A medium-grade magic weapon of heaven, which took half a stick of incense to cast.

"I listen to your uncle, you boy didn't listen at all, okay?" Tuantuan's face turned gloomy.

This kid is perfunctory than anyone else, making people unable to get angry.

Lu Fei didn't care, so he turned around and found the Red Essence Iron and the Dragon Blood Crystal.

And a portion of blood from an eighth-level monster three-headed python.

When he returned to the stove, he threw the red essence iron into the stove, and there were also dragon blood crystals.

These days, the crystals he used to forge magic weapons were all dragon blood crystals.

The main reason for choosing Dragon Blood Crystal is that Dragon Blood Crystal can increase the toughness of the magic weapon and make the internal inscriptions solid.

Just as Lu Fei was about to create the next magic weapon, the closed stone door suddenly opened and Wang Feng came from outside.

He closed the stone door casually, and he came to the fire and saluted slightly, "Your Highness, Prince."

"Grandpa Wang, are you in trouble?" Lu Fei asked with confusion on his face.

Wang Feng said: "The prince asked the old slave to take away the magic weapon forged by His Highness the Prince."

Lu Fei reached out his hand and pointed at the magic weapon on the ground next to him, saying, "Grandpa Wang, the ones on the left are, you can order them yourself."

"yes!"

He bowed his hands and Wang Feng walked to the side.

Seeing the magic weapon placed randomly on the ground, he felt the corner of his mouth twitch hard.

You should know that once these magic weapons are taken to the black market, they are almost everyone scramble for.

But now, these magic weapons were randomly discarded by Lu Fei, and they looked like they were throwing garbage!

When he arrived next to him, Wang Feng first took out a "space box" and then started counting and storing it in it.

Looking at such a batch of heavenly magic weapons, and looking at Lu Fei who was forging magic weapons, tears were flowing in Wang Feng's eyes.

He murmured to himself: "Master, if you can see the achievements of the two little masters now, you must be very happy.
Chapter completed!