"Sister Shuying, you are also curious about whether our little Tiantian can pass this test?"

Wang Muyan blinked and laughed softly.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Bai Shuying looked indifferent and her eyes were calm.

"Haha, then you should stay away from our little Tiantian, he is my darling, you can't compete with me." Wang Muyan smiled charmingly, her voice was so hypnotic that others' bones would go soft when they heard it.

"You have so many dramas. Although it is unlikely that I will fall in love with him, he will never have contact with you again." Bai Shuying said calmly.

She was quite confident about this. Ye Qingtian had been waiting for her just now and what she said was quite sincere.

If he is truly a prodigal son, he will never have much contact with Wang Muyan and waste his talent in vain.

"Then let's make a bet. If he comes out later and comes towards me, you won't appear in front of him from now on."

Wang Muyan smiled seductively, raised her brows lightly, and gently touched her red lips with her fingers. The crystal red lips were as delicate as roses.

"Not interested."

Bai Shuying said this, but she remembered it in her heart. She glanced at the wooden house before looking away.

"hehe!"

Wang Muyan's expression was high, she took in all this and smiled with a devilish and evil look.

Not long after, Ye Feifan also walked out. He looked depressed and had no edge at all.

Failed!

He had worked very hard and even felt the water-like sword intent that was everywhere.

But when he wanted to refine it, it became extremely ethereal.

I have tried many methods and tried all means, but nothing works.

Ye Feifan is a very outstanding person. Whether it is his understanding or his talent, he is like no one among ten thousand, or even one among a hundred thousand.

But he was born into an aristocratic family, and his journey was uneventful. He lacked training and it was difficult to compare with Lin Yun who was killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

For a while, Lin Yunyuan was walking very high and his cultivation was very strong, but without the opportunity, it would be difficult for Lin Yunyuan to walk.

If you cannot pass the state of mind, it will even be difficult to become a saint.

Ouyang He also came out. He sighed and said nothing. The result of breaking through the barrier is self-evident.

After a while, people came out one after another.

Almost all of them had depressed faces. Those who had made it this far were all saints of the Tiandao Sect, and their talents were excellent.

But almost the entire army was wiped out. As Chen Zhong said, this level is really difficult.

"Has Ye Qingtian come out yet?"

Ouyang He suddenly asked.

"No. But the time has passed long ago, he should have failed." Someone said.

Ouyang He muttered: "This level is truly not a test of cultivation. With his understanding, he won't be unable to pass it."

Ye Feifan said coldly: "There is a difference between being able to pass and passing it once. He has to wait at least three years if he wants to pass this test!"

"That's right, it's already pretty good for a new saint to reach this point."

"If you pass this, you must be cheating!"

More than a dozen people talked in different directions. They were also a little afraid of being slapped in the face, but they still spoke very seriously.

There is no way, Lin Yuncai was promoted to a saint not long ago.

The time it takes for those among them to become saints ranges from three to five years to more than ten years.

If Lin Yun had passed, the gap would be too big.

Ye Feifan's expression has recovered, and he said with a rather elegant smile: "My clan brother is pitiful to my ancestor. After refining half of the Holy Source, my understanding is actually far behind."

"There is no way to compare with us. If you don't believe me, just wait and see. Once all the benefits of the Holy Source are reaped, it will immediately reveal its true colors. It is really not as strong as you think..."

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