A few days later, the sky was slightly bright, and the Haoqishan Wanshen Sect Branch...

The Ten Thousand Gods Sect is also one of the great powers of the Haoqi Mountain. The Ten Thousand Gods Sect is in Haoqi Mountain. The Immortal City is even bigger, and at the foot of the mountain below this branch, the continuous city and buildings are the properties of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect here, and the scale is at least twice larger than the Immortal City.

Xia Ping'an flew from the sky and fell outside the gate of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect Branch. There were already forty or fifty summoners gathered here. There were males and females with different appearances. From the perspective of breath, all gathered here were six. The summoner of the sun realm, and the aura is very solid, there is no newcomer who has just advanced to the six sun realm.

As soon as Xia Ping'an fell, a group of people looked at him. Xia Ping'an looked at him coldly. Those eyes that had come over were consciously retracted, and they felt the triangular eyes of this new horse face. Men are not easy to mess with.

"Here's another..."

"There are so many people who are not afraid of death..."

There was a low voice from the crowd.

"Rather than being stuck in the Six Suns for a lifetime, it's better to take a fight..."

"Everyone is here for the Shenquan..."

"Nonsense, if it wasn't for Shenquan's rare occurrence, who would come here to die..."

Although Pantheon is dangerous, there are still people who are willing to take a risk and dare to come here for Shenquan. They are not ordinary characters.

Xia Ping'an stood in the crowd, waiting quietly.

People kept coming and falling in the crowd to join the waiting team.

Looking at the Haoqi Mountain Branch of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect in front of him, Xia Ping'an was full of emotion in his heart. The fate between him and the Ten Thousand Gods Sect was really not shallow. He left the Undead Sea and came to this Haoqi Mountain, and he was actually related to the Ten Thousand Gods Sect.

There are too many people who want to get the Divine Spring of the Ten Thousand Gods, so no matter how powerful the Blood Demon Sect is, it cannot stop others from joining the Ten Thousand Gods Sect or doing things for the Ten Thousand Gods Sect.

In the other courtyard in front of you, you can see from time to time the red-robed deacon of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect, the black-robed disciples, and the white-robed disciples flying around in the sky-the white robe is the six suns, the black robe is the seven suns, and the red robe is A leader in the Seven Suns Realm, he serves as a deacon in the Ten Thousand God Sect.

After about half an hour, in the gloomy sky, in the east, a faint red light was faintly revealed, this is the daybreak.

A red-robed deacon with white hair and black eyebrows like a knife walked out of the mountain gate at this time, glanced at everyone waiting outside, nodded, and said straightforwardly, "The Ten Thousand God Sect is recruiting to the Ten Thousand Gods. The dead of the stars, everyone should have come for this. I don't say much nonsense. Everyone comes with me, and those who pass the assessment can be recruited and get a divine spring of the Seven Suns..."

After speaking, the red-robed deacon turned and walked towards the upper gate, and everyone outside the gate followed one by one.

Entering the mountain gate, turning around a forest, a huge school field appeared in front of everyone.

On that school field, there was a tall iron lion with a terrifying weight and rust. The iron lion was more than seven meters high, more than ten meters long, and more than three meters wide. I don't know what it was placed here for.

The red-robed deacon led everyone to the iron gate and pointed to the rusty iron lion, "This iron lion weighs 170,000 jin. The first level of the assessment is that he can hold the iron with his hands without using magic. The lions gathered above their heads are considered to be passed!"

Xia Ping'an looked at the iron lion, 170,000 jin, that's 85 tons of weight. For a summoner in the Six Suns realm, it's not difficult to summon a giant to lift such a thing, but it depends on the reality of the body. It is not easy to lift such a heavy object with strength. This weight is equivalent to lifting a heavy train carriage.

"I'll come first..." A summoner who was standing in the front, as strong as an ox with a tousled hair, stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, roared, and grabbed the huge iron lion with both hands, and immediately The iron lion lifted above his head, and stopped on top of his head for three seconds.

When the man pushed the huge iron lion on top of the country's head, the man's feet slammed into the ground half a foot.

The man put down the iron lion, and there was a bang on the ground, and everyone's feet shook slightly.

The Hongpao Deacon nodded, "Pass the pass..."

The summoner standing in the pit with his feet grinned, pulled his leg out of the pit, and stood aside.

Another cold-faced summoner walked up and lifted the iron lion with both hands. After a few seconds, he placed the iron lion heavily on the ground.

"Pass the pass, the next one..." The Hongpao Deacon just watched calmly beside him.

People kept going up to lift the iron lion. There were more and more pits on the ground next to the iron lion. Some people can lift this iron lion, but some people can lift it very hard. Two summoners went up. After trying, with all my strength, he could only barely pick up the iron lion with a blushing face, but couldn't hold the country on top of his head, and he couldn't help but retreat in despair.

A female summoner dressed in colorful clothes and pigtails went up, tried it, but couldn't lift it up, she could only shake it, and made the iron lion move a few steps on the ground, the woman gritted her teeth with a face. Looking at the red-robed deacon unconvincedly, he argued, "Why do we have to hold such a test? We are summoners. When fighting people, it is enough to summon with spells. Why do we test our physical strength?"

"If your divine power is exhausted, or you encounter an enemy in an environment where divine power cannot be used, what do you do? Do you let the enemy wait for you to slowly recover? At that time, physical strength is combat power..." Red The deacon robe said calmly, "Anyone who can lift this iron lion will have a greater chance of survival when it arrives at Pantheon. If you can't lift it up, the body is weak and it is difficult to face the complicated environment. The probability of surviving is not high. It is just to add food to the Primordial Bereavement and Zerg. Although our Ten Thousand God Sect is recruiting dead men, we don't want people to die for no reason..."

The female summoner opened her mouth, and finally had nothing to say, and stepped back.

The woman went down, and another old man with a resolute face and white hair went up, trying to lift the iron lion.

The old man with thin arms and legs, gritted his teeth, lifted extremely hard, trembling, and his whole body was trembling. The appearance of him lifting an iron lion made Xia Ping'an feel a little frightened.

Seeing that the old man's blood vessels bulged all over his body, his face was grim, his eyes bursting with bloodshot eyes, and his hands were shaking to lift the iron lion over his neck. Drops of blood leaked out from under his skin, Xia Ping'an said inwardly, not good...

Click!

The legs of the old man who were pressed into the dirt pit made a terrible, crisp sound, and they all broke instantly. A mouthful of black blood spurted from the old man's closed mouth, and the old man's nose, eyes, and ears all flowed out. The blood leaned back and fell, and the huge iron lion slammed heavily on the old man.

The old man fell heavily to the ground. All of his legs and calves in the dirt pit were fractured. The man had fallen to the ground. Both legs were still in the dirt pit. The bones were exposed. Only a layer of skin was attached. It was miserable, but it was huge. The iron lion did not hit the old man, but a giant more than ten meters tall who had been summoned by the red robe deacon, held it firmly with one hand.

"I can...cough cough...I can lift it up...give me another chance...I want the Shenquan...I want the Shenquan of the Seven Suns...I have been running for the Shenquan of the Seven Suns for more than fifty years. Years...this is my last chance...I can't wait any longer..." The old man wailed on the ground while vomiting blood and tears, trying to get up again.

All the summoners are silent, with afflicted hearts. The despair, wailing and struggle of the old man are not a portrayal of everyone. If you have no other way, no one is willing to use your life to do such a gamble...

"Not every carp can transform a dragon, and not every summoner has the opportunity to advance through the secluded realm. Go on, the world of killing the gods and insects is not suitable for you, and the pantheon is not suitable for you. I sympathize with you. However, the Shenquan of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect is very precious. Every drop can only be used where it should be used, and cannot be used for charity..." The deacon in the red robe waved his hand, and two disciples in the white robe appeared, directly leaving the The wailing old man on the ground stood up and sent away indifferently.

"Next"

Xia Pingan walked out calmly and came to the front of the iron lion. He grabbed the iron lion with only one hand and lifted it slightly. The 170,000 jin iron lion had been lifted above his head by him, and Xia Pingan's feet were still Standing steadily on the ground, his feet did not sink into the underground pit.

The people around were quiet for an instant, and the needles dropped, and the few summoners who had just lifted the iron lion were even more stunned. Some people swallowed a mouthful of water and rubbed their eyes. What this means, no one is more than them. Understand.

The red-robed deacon looked at Xia Pingan's feet standing flat on the ground~www.mtlnovel.com~ his eyes narrowed, took a deep breath, nodded, and said two words, "Yes..."

Xia Ping'an calmly put down the iron lion, like a feather, a little dusty, and then calmly stood aside.

"What's your name?" The Hongpao Deacon asked the person's name for the first time.

"Mei Zheng!"

"You are also here at the Seven Suns Realm Divine Spring?"

"Yes!"

Deacon Hongpao nodded and waved his hand. A white-robed disciple of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect appeared next to him. Deacon Hongpao pointed to Xia Ping An, "Take him directly to Wanchun Hall to see the chief minister!"

Under the leadership of the white-robed disciple of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect, Xia Ping'an left the school directly under the enviable eyes of a group of people.

Ten minutes later, the white-robed disciple of the Pantheon Sect took Xia Ping'an to a glorious hall and asked Xia Ping'an to wait outside the hall. He went in and told the report. After a minute, the white-robed disciple of the Pantheon Sect came out and gave Xia Ping'an a Brought into the main hall, and saw the chief minister...