"The iron core wooden puppet cracked This guy''s body is too strong... " Many people were stunned.


    Boom! But at this time, ye Lingfeng''s hands suddenly changed, and he directly operated the Douzi Jue to urge the seal of the mountain. It was like the appearance of a huge mountain. After the collapse, he put a heavy pressure on the puppet.


    No! As soon as this breath appeared, the brow tip of the middle-aged man in Qingshan suddenly picked, and his heart suddenly jumped wildly.


    Click! But before he could make any move, the power of holding the seal of the mountain had fallen back on the puppet. The puppet made of iron core wood was covered with cracks. Then the cracks began to disintegrate at the speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into countless sawdust and scattered on the ground


    "The iron core wooden puppet is broken Even the inner spirit stone was broken This guy is too abnormal... "


    After the flying of sawdust, people found a dim spirit stone on the ground. After that spirit stone fell to the ground, it cracked countless cracks at the speed visible to the naked eye and turned into many fine gravel.


    This kind of effect shows that ye Lingfeng''s hard and fierce strike just now is actually put into the most internal part of the puppet.


    "This..." The middle-aged man in Qingshan was stunned, and his fingers were shaking. Just now, he praised Haikou, saying that the test puppets in wanchu holy land are extremely tough and can be repaired, but now they are all turned into sawdust, how can they be repaired.


    "This guy is so wicked..." Even Wei Wuxian muttered that he was not only complaining, but also fearing that the world would not be in chaos. He deliberately yelled to the middle-aged man in Qingshan: "I doubt if he did it on purpose."


    "I''m sorry. I''ll take my strength for a moment." After smashing the puppet, ye Lingfeng scratched his head and said with a smile to the middle-aged man in Qingshan. In fact, Wei Wuxian did not make a wrong guess. Just now, he did mean to try to see how hard the puppet was and whether he could resist his full blow.


    And judging from the current results, not to mention other aspects, his physical strength is still very advantageous in the realm of heaven.


    "Come down. Congratulations on your promotion to be my inner disciple of wanchu holy land together with them..." After a long time of consternation, the middle-aged man in Qingshan wakes up from the shock and stares at Ye Lingfeng. After a long time, he loves and hates.


    What I love is Ye Lingfeng''s divine power. If he joins the holy land of wanchu, he will surely be a great help to the younger generation of the sect. What I hate is that he smashes the iron core wooden puppet as soon as he gets into the sect. He has to be severely criticized for such a loss.


    Finally! When ye Lingfeng heard the speech, the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a happy smile. After a sigh of relief, he jumped down from the challenge arena.


    "Brother mu, Congratulations Seeing that ye Lingfeng was promoted to an inner disciple, Song Ling was very happy. He congratulated Ye Lingfeng, but at the bottom of his eyes, he had a look of loss. They rushed to the holy land of wanchu together, but the result was quite different. They had to make him lose.


    "It''s OK. The result hasn''t come out yet. Brother song, you may still have hope." Ye Lingfeng waved his hand with a smile, indicating that Song Ling didn''t need to be hurt.


    After that, ye Lingfeng also looks at Song qinger''s position, and then finds that instead of congratulating him, song qinger looks angry. On second thought, ye Lingfeng suddenly realized that if he broke the puppet and got the qualification of inner door disciple, song qinger''s chances of getting close to Ye Nian would be greatly reduced. He was afraid that he was not happy.


    However, ye Lingfeng didn''t care. After talking with Song Ling for a few words, he continued to pay attention to the next selection results.


    After taking out a puppet again, the trial continues. Although many people participated in the trial, there was no one who could subdue the puppets like Ye Lingfeng, Wei Wuxian and ye Nian. The only one who persisted for the longest time was only thirty breath.


    "At the end of the selection, 15 people passed, three of them won a great victory, and they were the inner disciples; the other 12 were recorded as the outer disciples!" After the trial, the middle-aged man in Qingshan looked around the field and said faintly.


    As the voice fell, there were several happy families and several worried families. Naturally, those who were happy were those who passed the selection, while those who were worried were those who failed. Song Ling, who only insisted on seven breath in the challenge arena, was the latter.


    "Brother mu, congratulations. I hope to see you again in the future." Although Song Ling is very lost, he still congratulates Ye Lingfeng.


    Ye Lingfeng sighed, and then encouraged: "the mountains are heavy, the waters are clear, and there is no way out. There is another village with hidden willows and bright flowers. Brother song, although you have not worshiped the holy land of wanchu, you may have other opportunities in the future. Don''t give up hope."


    Ye Lingfeng was a little disappointed with Song Ling''s defeat. Song Ling was the first friend he met after he entered the heaven world, and he was very good at his spleen and stomach regardless of his personality. The most important thing is that Song Ling had the chance to enter the holy land of wanchu, but for song qinger''s sake, he lost this opportunity, which is a pity.


    "Brother, don''t worry, I will work hard here. I believe I will have a different life here!" Although song Qing''er is also comforting Song Ling, her eyebrows are full of joy.


    "Brother believes you." Song Ling looks a little sad. After reaching out and touching song qinger''s head, he says to Ye Lingfeng, "brother mu, it''s all over. I''m going to leave here. I hope you can take care of Qing''er more in the future.""I''ll try my best." Ye Lingfeng nods and looks happy. After Song qinger, who has been forgetting Ye Nian, looks at him, he feels that Song Ling is not worth it. However, looking at Song Ling''s sincere eyes, he still nods helplessly.


    This is the way things are in the world. Some people always feel that no matter what others do for you, it''s natural. They don''t need to give back at all. They don''t even need to say thank you, especially for some close relatives.


    Song qinger is one of these people. In her ecstasy, she only feels that she has changed her fate and has the opportunity to get close to the person she likes. However, she never thinks that Song Ling has given up anything for these reasons.


    The speed of the boat was very fast. After a while, it came from Lianxin mountain to the open space in front of the nine continuous peaks.


    "Those who have not passed the selection, stay where you are. Someone will send you out of the Mountain Gate later. Those who have passed will follow me..." At this time, the middle-aged man in Qingshan turned his head and said in a deep voice after talking with an old man who came out of the boat cabin.


    Ye Lingfeng heard the speech and arched his hand to song linggong, saying: "brother song, goodbye. I hope you and my brother will have a chance to get together in the future."