Chapter 39: Fierce Prison Demon Phoenix
Chapter 39 The Fierce Prison Demon Phoenix
"Qu Xuan, you can't make it difficult for others."
Suddenly, there was another voice from the void, and the crowd looked towards the sky, but they saw two figures walking in the air, and there was a powerful arrogance roaring around them.
"The King of War!" The crowd was horrified, and they were able to fly in the air. Except for those who possessed the war soul of birds, there were only those who were strong.
From the battle sect realm breakthrough to the battle king realm, the soul power is liquefied, and it can travel from the air. The battle king is far from comparable to the battle king.
People know that this is a strong man in the Kamikaze Academy. Although they rarely recruit students, it doesn't mean they don't pay attention to everything here. The Ninth-Rank Battle Spirit just appeared, and they rushed over immediately.
"Guo Shichen, I'm going to make a decision here." Qu Xuan's tone was very firm, and there was no room for negotiation.
The people of the Ninth-Rank Battle Soul will be able to break through to the realm of the Battle Saint in the future. Once the students of the Battle King Academy become the master of the Battle Saint, it will be a great honor.
"What can you teach him?" The two figures finally landed on the square, headed by a thin man in his fifties, his face was pale, his skin was dark, he looked a little old, and only one pair of eyes was extremely clear. It is as if two divine lights are contained in them.
Beside him, stood a skinny old man, his back was bent, obviously he was getting older, and one foot had already stepped into the soil.
"I..." Qu Xuan was speechless for a while, and was speechless when asked by the other party.
"There's nothing to teach, right?" The thin man Guo Shichen smiled faintly, then looked at Nangong Xiaoxiao and said: "Little friend, I am the dean of Shenfeng Academy, Guo Shichen, if you join the Shenfeng Academy, as long as you haven't done anything to For unfavorable things, the Kamikaze Academy will always be your strong backing."
Nangong Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed back and forth on the two deans, and for a moment he didn't know how to choose.
"Little friend, you have to think about it clearly. Kamikaze Academy is boring and ruthless. I have countless talents in the Academy of the Kings, and the ratio of men to women is relatively balanced. This is the real paradise for your young people." Qu Xuan said quickly, his tone Somewhat tactfully.
But almost everyone at the scene understood them, and looked at Qu Xuan with a weird look. You simply said, isn't it all right for me to be a beautiful woman from the King Academy?
Hearing Qu Xuan's words, Nangong Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, and she grinned and said: "Then the dean will introduce more beauties for me."
"Haha, okay." Qu Xuan smiled from ear to ear, Nangong Xiaoxiao's meaning was obvious, this was promised to join the Warlord Academy.
The dean of Shenfeng Academy, Guo Shichen's face turned dark, and he wished to slap Nangong Xiaoxiao to death. This guy is too eager to smoke. Just for this, he joined the Warlord Academy?
Xiao Fan's expression also twitched. This Nangong Xiaoxiao was really special. Compared with other geniuses, he was less arrogant and more truthful.
"Test the next one." Qu Xuan said with a high spirit, looking at the black-clothed old man.
"I'm finally here." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and walked forward.
"I'll come first." The little witch suddenly grabbed Xiao Fan and stepped forward, looking at Nangong Xiaoxiao with contempt.
When she came to the examiner, the eighth-rank battle spirit Silver Emperor Vine whizzed out, and silver whip shadows danced in the void, and there were bursts of sonic booms in the void.
"This year is really strong. Not only did the 9th-rank battle spirit appear, but also the 8th-rank battle spirit appeared. The future achievements of these two people are extraordinary."
"Who said no? Didn't this mean to attack us? Hey, people are more popular than others."
"It is a good thing to have an eight-rank battle spirit. This shows that my Dayan Dynasty may rise. If this girl can join the Warlord Academy, Kamikaze Academy will never be my opponent for the Warlord Academy in decades."
The cultivators all around looked at the Eighth-Rank Battle Spirit Silver Emperor Vine in surprise, and they talked a lot, and the people at the Battle King Academy were even more excited.
"Eight-Rank Battle Soul Silver Emperor Vine." Qu Xuan's eyes lit up, and said: "Little girl, you..."
"Does the Kamikaze Academy need more people?" The little witch did not even look at Qu Xuan, turned her head to look at Guo Shichen.
"Kamikaze Academy welcomes you." Guo Shichen was stunned. He didn't expect that this girl with an eighth-rank battle spirit was willing to take the initiative to join the Kamikaze Academy.
Qu Xuan's face became stiff, but he quickly recovered his calmness, and said in his heart: "Although the eighth-rank battle spirit is strong, it is far from comparable to the ninth-rank battle spirit."
The black-clothed old man looked at Qu Xuan, and when Qu Xuan gestured slightly, he shouted, "Next."
"Xiao Fan, do you want me to come first?" Ling Feng suddenly looked at Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan took a deep look at Ling Feng. He knew that Ling Feng wanted to relieve the little witch. Could it be that his battle spirit rank was also very high?
"Okay." Xiao Fan nodded and stepped aside.
Ling Feng stepped forward, shaking his arms, and a blood-black flame flew from behind him, let out a sharp shout in the void, and then turned into a huge black phoenix five feet long.
The violent, fierce, secluded breath radiated from Hei Feng, and many cultivators in the surrounding area were shocked when they saw this scene.
"What kind of battle spirit is this? How can it be so domineering, feeling more ferocious than the King Kong Hercules.
"At least it is also the eighth rank war soul, this is the third, right?
"Not at least, but absolutely, this Black Phoenix is definitely the Ninth Rank Battle Soul!"
The crowd trembled as they looked at the void flame black phoenix in horror. Goose bumps appeared on his body. Fortunately, the flame black phoenix disappeared in just an instant.
"The Fierce Prison Demon Phoenix?" Guo Shichen and Qu Xuan's pupils shrank, and they muttered to themselves.
The Fierce Prison Demon Phoenix is not a Ninth-Rank Battle Soul, but it is comparable to the Ninth-Rank Battle Soul, and even far better than it, because it is a battle soul between the Ninth-Rank Battle Soul and the special battle soul.
The blood-black flame is a characteristic of the special fire-attribute battle soul, but it also has the appearance of a monster beast, so some people call the fierce prison demon phoenix a mutant 9th-rank battle soul.
The Ninth-Rank Battle Soul is already powerful enough, not to mention the mutated Ninth-Rank Battle Soul. The mutated battle soul, like a soul beast, can only be stronger and more mysterious.
"Little friend, you wish..." Qu Xuan took a deep look at Ling Feng and said quickly. He naturally couldn't miss such an opportunity. His eyes were full of greedy thoughts, and he wanted to drag Ling Feng into the battle immediately. King College.
"I'm joining the Shenfeng Academy." Ling Feng interrupted Qu Xuan's words directly and walked to the little witch.
"Haha, good." Guo Shichen laughed, "It seems that there are still smart people in this world."
"Huh, Old Ghost Guo, don't get overwhelmed, it's still early, maybe there is a Ninth-Rank Battle Soul." Qu Xuan snorted coldly, with an unconvincing expression on his face.
"Next one." This time, Qu Xuan spoke in person, and people's eyes fell on Xiao Fan.
Many people know that Xiao Fan walked over with Little Witch and Ling Feng. The two in front had such a powerful battle spirit, how could Xiao Fan's battle spirit be low.
Xiao Fan took a deep breath and walked forward step by step, forcibly suppressing the tension in his heart. Two 9th-rank battle spirits and one 8th-rank battle spirit appeared in front of him. It would be impossible for him not to be nervous.
"Release your battle soul." The black-clothed old man stared at Xiao Fan with scorching eyes, his eyes showing expectation.
