This surprised the eighteen envoys.

Is it possible that these people in the Killing God Realm are as talented as Ling Xiao?

Is it possible that they all really made a mistake?

Everyone lined up to deal with it and rushed to beat the drum.

Ling Xiao stood behind and smiled.

I'm afraid someone will be disappointed.

A handsome young man walked up to the drum.

Then he punched the drum head.

He wanted to imitate Ling Xiao and beat this drum easily.

But the moment my fist hit the drum head.

His expression suddenly changed.

A terrifying impact bounced back from the drum head.

"not good!"

He screamed.

Then a force blew him away.

Drum, not moving at all!

No sound!

Instead, he flew away!

And he was seriously injured.

"how come!"

"This is impossible!"

"What's going on!"

Everyone was stunned.

Wasn't it easy for Ling Xiao to play the drum just now?

Why is this person so difficult?

This guy not only didn't ring a bell.

Instead, he was shocked and injured.

What's going on?

"Eliminate, move on to the next one!"

The old man said coldly.

The eighteen divine envoys all breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought everyone was like Ling Xiao.

Now it seems that I have thought too much.

Ling Xiao is just too special.

"I don't accept it!"

The eliminated young man shouted loudly.

"What are you dissatisfied with?"

There was a killing intent in the old man's eyes.

The young man said bravely: "Senior, this test is unfair.

The boy beat the drum so easily and was not attacked.

Why is the drum still not ringing when I am so miserable?"

"Are you questioning me?

Or are you questioning the eighteen messengers?"

The old man's eyes showed cold murderous intent.

"I'm not questioning you.

It’s really something fishy.”

The young man said unwillingly.

"Well, I'll tell you why!

Because your talent is too poor!

My testing has always been based on talent.

As long as your talent is up to standard, you can beat this drum.

It’s just that the time and intensity used are different.”

The old man said coldly: "It seems that you are still not convinced?

OK, I'll give you a chance.

If you can defeat him.

I will make an exception for you.

If you can't beat it.

die!"

The old man glanced at Ling Xiao and said, "Little guy, can you do me a favor?

Let these fools know the fairness of our assessment."

“Happy to oblige!”

Ling Xiao smiled and said.

Establish a good relationship with these envoys.

There will naturally be benefits in the future.

"Hmph, this guy is only a third-level virtual god.

I am a fifth-level virtual god.

He still wants to defeat me, dream!"

The young man was very confident and felt that this was his chance to join the 18 Big Macs.

"Stop talking nonsense and let's get started!"

The old man said coldly.

Everyone gave way.

The two stood in the middle of the square.

"Boy, I'm sorry, I must prove that I am the one who can enter the Eighteen Big Macs!"

The young man snorted coldly.

Immediately, all the strength in his body exploded.

A sword stabbed Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao sighed.

Fifth level virtual god.

Intermediate divine power.

Similar to Lin Xiuning.

This kind of strength now.

In his eyes, it was no longer worth mentioning.

Seeing that the other party has stabbed him.
Chapter completed!