landbeastnovel Chapter 268 My Name Is Ye Fan
Chapter 268 My Name Is Ye Fan
"It's Tianya who is also a degenerate!" Chen Feng looked at Luan Xiaoyao's pitiful appearance, and couldn't help feeling pity and pity in his heart.
If he hadn't seen that the ancestor of Wanhun Town had arrived at Luan Xiaoyao's side, he would have stepped forward to comfort her.
Even if you can't embrace a beauty, at least you can make a friend.
"Fail!"
Luan Xiaoyao's situation did not make The Netherworld envoy feel any sympathy, and he continued with the selection process.
The Netherworld is not a good hall, and the Heavenly and Mortal Treasures needed to solve the pollution of the soul are not ordinary.
It's not worth paying that price for a nether cultivator.
He would rather choose some Realm Talent lower than hers.
I also don't want to accept this kind of spirit polluted by utensils.
"Master, I'm sorry."
"Disciple... has failed your expectations."
Luan Xiaoyao looked at the Patriarch of Wanhun Town with self-blame in his eyes.
She has always acted on her own mood, but she is very dependent on her master.
Luan Xiaoyao knew how much the master wanted to ascend to The Netherworld through selection, so he blamed himself.
"Silly boy, it's not your fault."
"It's the master's fault, it's the master who hurt you."
The ancestor of Wanhun Town showed a rare tenderness on his face, and he gently stroked Luan Xiaoyao's head.
Over the years, he devoted almost all his heart and soul to Luan Xiaoyao.
I hope that Luan Xiaoyao can inherit her own legacy, and I also really want Luan Xiaoyao to go further.
The little girl in front of him who he had watched grow up was no different from his own granddaughter in his mind.
"Xiao Yao."
"Don't worry, Master still has a way to give you a chance to ascend to The Netherworld!"
"any solution?"
Hearing that there was still a chance, Luan Xiaoyao's eyes rekindled hope.
However, the ancestor of Wanhun Town did not directly give an answer, but turned his attention to the direction of the Netherworld messenger.
Maybe that's the only thing.
Only then will it be possible to change the mind of the World Envoy...
"That guy isn't dead, but why did he come here again?"
Luan Xiaoyao brushed her hair on her forehead, and frowned slightly when she saw Chen Feng's figure.
This guy actually came to participate in The Netherworld's selection. He didn't think that if he couldn't pass the Monster World's selection, he could pass The Netherworld's selection.
You must know that the selection of The Netherworld is actually much more difficult than that of Monster World!
If this guy wasn't overwhelmed, he must have come here with him.
Ever since he met Chen Feng, this guy has been haunting him a bit.
Wherever she goes, the other party will follow.
More nasty than the other delusions of getting her.
At this time.
Chen Feng sneezed heavily again.
"Well, someone must be speaking ill of me behind my back!"
"There are indeed quite a few enemies that I have provoked over the years, and many of them cannot be eradicated for the time being. Now that Feisheng has made such a move... Hey, let's keep a low profile recently."
Chen Feng sighed secretly, followed the team in front.
It was soon his turn to enter the ritual beam of light in front of the Netherworld's emissary.
"pass!"
At this moment, the messenger of The Netherworld finally announced that a person had passed the selection.
The Netherworld messenger pointed a finger and left a mark on the person who passed by.
"I passed!"
"I actually passed!"
"Thank you, King Jingyang, for your protection. When I go home and bid farewell to my family, I will definitely ask them to build another shrine for you!"
That person is just a great cultivator. Although Cultivation Base and Talent are not mediocre, they are not outstanding, and coming to Tianqiong Mountain is just to try their luck.
Who would have thought that he actually passed the selection!
This is simply a pie in the sky, and he almost fainted!
When he stepped out of the selection circle, people from countless forces immediately stepped forward to praise and win him over.
"This guy doesn't even have a king-level Cultivation Base, so why can he pass the selection?"
Seeing this scene, the Son of the Nether Sect was so angry that his teeth itch.
Because he also participated in the selection just now.
Unfortunately, it was KO in the first second.
At first he didn't feel much, after all, Luan Xiaoyao, who was stronger than him, also failed.
But now an ordinary cultivator who is nothing has actually passed the selection, how can he be psychologically balanced?
Anger to anger, the Son of the Nether Sect still suppressed his temper.
In front of the messenger of The Three Realms, he is not qualified to get angry.
"Dajing really produces talents. It seems that my choice to come to the capital of Dajing is not wrong."
Chen Feng saw someone pass the selection.
He was just a little envious, but not a trace of jealousy.
Because he believed that he would get the same opportunity, even a greater opportunity.
This feeling has become more and more intense with the selection of The Three Realms envoys.
Chen Feng became more and more convinced that the opportunity to own is at hand.
He stepped into the ritual beam of light.
"what!"
The Netherworld envoy suddenly spoke out in surprise.
He never had such an expression when someone passed by just now!
This made everyone look sideways.
Looking at Chen Feng.
"Master Messenger, have I passed the examination?"
Chen Feng hurriedly asked, his face full of anticipation.
The Netherworld messenger shook his head.
what does that mean?
Chen Feng looked puzzled.
"This seat was just surprised, I have never seen a person with such a weak soul."
"You can cultivate to the king rank, and you have never died suddenly. Your luck is far beyond ordinary people!"
The Netherworld envoy expressed emotion.
Chen Feng: "..."
You tm are weak!
You just died suddenly!
Chen Feng wanted to leave.
This ascension selection, it doesn't matter if you don't come!
What luck is good, I, Chen Feng, have come all the way, and I can have today's strength, all thanks to my own hard work!
Chen Feng was very angry.
Going to the Monster World for selection, not to mention that the Talent's bloodline is not obvious, it is a one-in-a-million garbage physique.
Go to The Netherworld for selection, not to mention the weak spirit, being able to live to this day is all due to luck and invincibility.
What is the vision of these envoys from the upper realm?
Chen Feng set his sights on the position of Devil World's envoy, and he could still make one last effort.
at this time.
A man in sackcloth is doing the selection over there.
Looking at that person, Chen Feng felt a slight familiar feeling in his heart.
Could it be that this person...
At this moment, the man walked out of the ritual beam of light, and Niu Laosan stood in front of him.
"Congratulations, you have passed the selection!"
"Little brother is very strong! What country are you from?"
Niu Laosan patted the opponent's chest lightly.
bang bang!
Following two heavy muffled sounds, the man took five or six steps back before stabilizing his figure.
Compared with the first person who passed the selection, he did not retreat far.
Looking at it this way, the body is indeed quite strong.
"My lord, I am from Dajing Huangzhou."
"Dajing's? That's a good relationship! I have some friendship with your King Jingyang from Dajing."
"In the future, you will ascend to the Devil World, and I will protect you!"
Hearing that the man belonged to Da Jing, Niu Lao San smiled even more on his face.
When the man heard this, his eyes were full of surprise.
He was born in Huangzhou, in a poor family.
There is a famine in Huangzhou every few years. It is King Jingyang who made everyone in Huangzhou eat white rice.
It can be said that he was able to embark on the road of cultivation, thanks to King Jingyang.
He will always remember this kindness in his heart.
"Thank you, Messenger!"
"I will definitely not give my lord the Losing face in the future, and I will not give King Jingyang the Losing face!"
The man quickly thanked him, and Niu Laosan hugged him.
"Okay, we don't say such polite words between men."
"By the way, what's your name?"
"My name is Ye Fan."
The chosen one scratched his head and said with a simple face.