The dragon slaying knife slashed down at the vulture, and the vulture hurriedly flicked its wings to escape, but this knife came over the sky and completely locked the breath of the vulture, and it couldn't escape. Only hearing a loud bang, the vulture, who was unable to invoke the aura's defense, had its huge head severed by the Dragon Slaying Knife, and blood spewed out immediately, as if the whole world was dyed red.

"Forbidden technique! Five thunder rectification!"

Purple thunderclouds enveloped the Quartet, this time the target was Wu Xuan...

"Forbidden technique! Breaking the magic sword formation!"

"Forbidden technique! Demon flame burning!"

...

Zhou Xing spouted a lot of essence and blood continuously, his face became extremely pale, but he was still pinching the tricks quickly, when the new forbidden technique was about to complete the seal, he finally saw Wu Xuanbei who desperately resisted and sacrificed various treasures. The magic flame burned to ashes.

He struggled with the last trace of strength to get out of the big tripod, and then he fell down.

On the highest peak of Hu'er Mountain, there is an old man in white robe standing. He looked down and gently shook his head, touching his beard and murmured: "This kid is sick, every time he plays so big."

When Zhou Xing woke up, he found himself lying in the Temple of the Gods of War. He felt a little confused for a while. He thought he was asleep. Everything that happened before was a dream, a real and long dream. But as soon as he moved, there was no pain in all parts of his body, and he immediately knew that it was not a dream. It must have been a senior in the inner door who brought him back, and he blushed.

He struggled to sit up and saw a ring next to it, which seemed to be the one worn by Wu Xuan's hand. He immediately grabbed it and inspected it. Wenxin needles and bloodthirsty knives were lying quietly inside, as well as some spiritual weapons. And thousands of middle-grade aura pills.

Zhou Xing was overjoyed, forgetting the pain in an instant, and stood up abruptly. As a result, the pain caused him to breathe in cold air. The smile and pain on his face coexisted, and his expression looked very funny.

With a bang, the door was knocked open again, and Diewu ran in fiercely, with a rich expression, worrying and more joyful.

"You are finally willing to wake up! You have slept for four days! How can you sleep like this?" Die Wu asked with her hands on her hips, and then she laughed, her eyes narrowed into two crescents.

Zhou Xing was startled, scratching his head and asked, "You have been guarding outside the door?"

Die Wu suddenly said with some guilty conscience: "Yeah, otherwise... Master asked me to guard him, he is afraid of your accident."

Zhou Xing smiled, took her to sit down again, and said, "Come on, we will divide the meeting into half. Let's sit on the floor and divide the spoils. You pick first." He took off the new ring.

Die Wu's eyes were red, and she hurriedly lowered her head, and said firmly, "I don't want it."

"Why? They are all good things!" Zhou Xing puzzled.

"Just don't."

Zhou Xing smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, I will keep it first, and you can speak as soon as you want. But you have to speak earlier. I'm a prodigal, and I will lose everything later."

Die Wu smiled covering her mouth.

"The way you look when you laugh...it's pretty." Zhou Xing suddenly said, and he froze for a while.

Die Wu was also stunned, and quickly lowered her head, her face flushed.

Both of them stopped talking, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little embarrassing. Zhou Xing wanted to smoke himself.

"Oh, by the way, do you know how you came back?" After another silence, Die Wu took the initiative to speak.

"Yeah, how did I get back? I don't remember at all!"

"I also heard from Master that the Sovereign brought you back. This simple task is actually an evaluation of everyone. The Sovereign personally assessed me. I only got a middle review and was scolded by the Master. It won the middle and upper rating." Die Wu said a little disappointed.

"What about me? Do you know?" Zhou Xing asked nervously.

"I know, you got... the middle and lower reviews."

"Huh?" Zhou Xing couldn't believe his ears. "Mid-lower? No? Is it a mistake?"

"I heard that there are comments, but only a few elders know about it, and they haven't told everyone. Master knows, but he refuses to say a word. Hmph, I can guess it without saying it, it must be that I don’t need to work hard. It’s a kind of upward mobility."

Zhou Xing was not convinced of this assessment. He felt that he was desperate. It was so bad that he wanted to find the old man sweeping the floor. But when he thought that the old man was now the sovereign, he always had a cold face. , And some dare not go.

"Brother Xing, don't care too much. I think that the lord's comment is to encourage us to work hard. You just woke up, rest well, I'll leave first, otherwise the master will be cursing again." Die Wu stuck out her tongue. After taking a peek at Zhou Xing, he ran away in a panic.

After Die Wu left, the Temple of the Gods of War suddenly became empty and deserted. Zhou Xing looked around and felt that it was too big for the first time.

He started to meditate cross-legs, and slowly turned his second qi to check for internal and external injuries. Another severe pain came. He couldn't help but let out a bitter smile. He couldn't remember how many times he suffered such serious injuries.

"The bad review is actually a bad review." The more Zhou Xing thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became. Not only did he spend half a month of precious time in a place like Huershan where birds don’t shit, the efficiency of practice was greatly reduced, and he worked hard every day. Fighting wits and courage with the surrounding people, and finally completed the task, the evaluation that can be obtained is actually bad.

Zhou Xing suffocated the more he thought about it, and gradually couldn't sit still, he turned his mind, walked out of the hall with a grin, and drove the Ling Ye to the top of the misty peak.

He did not dare to go to the Yunxiao Palace to find an old man to judge, where he was the sect master of a faction. He was not angry and frightened to look at, but if he saw the old man here, he would not be so scared, so he would dare to reason with him. .

He usually comes here to practice cliff jumping. After he hits the ground, the pit he hits gets smaller and smaller. After landing without a punch, his injuries become lighter and lighter, but he is not here to practice cliff jumping today. Instead, he came to judge, and while the old man hadn't returned, he sat down and looked at the sea of ​​clouds and waited while practicing Guanyun Quan.

"Are you awake, what are you looking for?" Zhou Xinggang sat down, and a cold voice came from behind, and it was Hong Hai who was talking.

Zhou Xing was surprised, and hurriedly got up and saluted: "I have seen the lord!"

"Your inner breath is unstable, you seem to have breath in your chest, did you come to ask me, why give you a middle and lower judgement?"

Zhou Xing was shocked again, and suddenly felt that he was a transparent person in front of the other party, and he could see through it at any time.

"Not speaking is acquiescence."

Zhou Xing nodded and said, "I can't figure it out."

"Then tell me, why can't you figure it out?"

Zhou Xing thought for a while and said, "I think this task is not easy, it can even be said to be difficult. Wu Xuan is a high-level Dongxuan, and I am only a beginner in Niwan. I can't beat him, but I finally completed the task. , I almost died, at least I should give him some comfort, right?"