Friends of Women of All Worlds

Next, the strength of those who go up to the test fluctuates before and after the thousands of spiritual patterns, and even those who fail to do so are above the five hundred spiritual patterns.

Like before, the situation where there were a few, dozens, or one hundred spirit patterns never appeared again.

Half a day passed in a blink of an eye, and among a thousand people, only nearly a hundred qualified.That is to say, the pass rate is only about [-]%.

hum...

"Eight hundred and seventy spirit patterns, unqualified!"

"Nine hundred and eighty spirit patterns, unqualified!"

"One thousand three hundred spiritual patterns, qualified!"

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The spirit patterns on the spirit-measuring stone flickered, and when there were more than a thousand people, there would be a sound of shouting in the square, and more, the sound of a lost sigh.

Beichen was in the crowd, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after observing for so long, the highest one was only the [-] spiritual patterns of the violent devil.

Among them, there is a slightly good demon clan who only reached [-], but this is not enough to see.

He glanced at the crowd, and suddenly saw a red-haired man, the guy named Kui Sen.

When Beichen looked at him, he also projected his gaze in response, and then smiled at Beichen.

This guy Beichen is a little concerned. He hasn't tested his strength before testing the spirit stone, and he doesn't know how many thousands of spirit patterns he has broken through.

Just when the eyes of the two met, Nai Sen's eyes suddenly narrowed, and Bei Chen naturally noticed the slight change in his eyes, and he immediately thought of the woman in white.

Sure enough, a white shadow passed by, fanning out a cool, soft wind, and then the white shadow floated towards the spirit-testing stone like a wicker.

"Fairy sister, come on' 々!"

The familiar cheering and shouting came from behind, Beichen turned around, but it was Sedum who was shouting.

When Beichen's puzzled gaze fell on Jingtian's gaze, the latter frowned and said:

"You disappeared all day yesterday. I don't know if I had good luck! The fairy sister came to play with me in person!"

Zi Xuan's body trembled slightly when she heard the words, Bei Chen disappeared all day, and it wasn't all because of her.

It's not easy for Beichen to talk about what happened yesterday. The matter between him and Zixuan should be kept secret for the time being.

Moreover, because he couldn't see Beichen's figure yesterday, Tang Xuejian angrily searched for a whole day!

When Beichen finally appeared in front of her, she cried and played with the eldest young lady's temper, which annoyed him for a long time.

I didn't ask any more questions. When my eyes fell on the snow-white shadow again, I saw the latter stretch out a small hand as white as jade. The small hand was white and transparent, and it flowed gently on the spirit-testing stone like water. .

buzzing...

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buzzing...

Countless spirit patterns flickered.

One thousand, two thousand, three thousand, four thousand, five thousand.

In the end, a full [-] spirit patterns were condensed on the spirit-testing stone.

Whoa!

On the square, there was a sudden sound of shock. Who would have thought that the one who broke the record of [-] spiritual patterns of the Exploding Demon Lord was actually a woman in white who looked weak.

The woman was wearing a cloak with a white gauze covering her face, and her entire body was invisible.

Only when the breeze was blowing, the thin veil was lifted, and a pair of big watery eyes were vaguely seen, as if condensed all the nectar in the world, and they were tender and pity.

At that moment, she seemed to attract everyone's attention, and even the Violent Demon Lord looked over with flickering eyes.

"Okay! You have been hiding for so long and finally appeared. This time, let's see how you can escape."

With a loud cry, Wei Sen rushed out and grabbed the woman in white.

Boom!

A thousand-zhang thunder light descended from the sky like a sword of judgment, and suddenly landed in front of Wei Sen.

The violent power of thunder and lightning jumped wildly, and a bottomless silver giant hole appeared in front of him.

If he is completely infused with that thunder light, I am afraid that Kui Sen will be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Between the thunderclouds, on the throne, Yun Ting's body slowly leaned forward, his eyes were sharp at Wei Sen, and he said lightly: "々. The rules of the martial arts conference, one thing is that the holder of the spirit pattern, in Africa In the case of an official match, it will be sheltered by the power of the entire Thunder City."

Saying that, Yun Ting pointed to the violent thunder power surging over the entire Leizhou City, "Anyone who wants to harm them will suffer tens of thousands of thunder calamities."

"If you don't agree, you can trouble her in the official competition, and we will never interfere at that time."

At this point, Yun Ting's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and his voice was low and cold, "But now, you can't!"

"Haha! Interesting!"

Wei Sen sneered and looked at Yun Ting fearlessly, saying:

"Everything in the world is under the shackles of rules, so why not follow your rules of the game!"

After he finished speaking, Wei Sen's whole body suddenly condensed. At that moment, his whole body seemed to be condensed with [-] tons of TNT explosives. He stretched out his arm, and the dazzling golden red light flowed from it. Above the spirit stone.