Imperial God Emperor: 0704, assessment (6)

The wall of the storm. ＞ ≥

A palmprint is clearly visible.

The first clear mark finally appeared on the wall of the storm about 100 meters wide!

The Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) expert on both sides of the crowd suddenly burst into cheers like a flash flood after a brief silence.

"Great!"

"Ha Ha Ha! Success!"

"The first mark appears!"

Such an exhilarating shout is like a tidal wave, rushing towards the periphery of the square.

For a time, the entire square burst with the shouting of the Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) mission. It seemed that the long-suffering worries were completely swept away by this palm print, and everyone was full of fighting spirit and confidence.

"It's just the first palm print. What's exciting is that it really is a group of inferior pariahs. There are not enough ten imprints to greet you or fail." The guard leader Huang Lin sneered, showing scorn and ridicule. Color.

It's just that there is a hint of dread in his eyes when he looks at Yan Buhui.

Huang Lin is very confident in his strength, but he is also not confident. He can leave such a clear palm print on the wall of the storm. It can be seen that this white-eyed and devilish guy, strength is not under him. If you are going to deal with the Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) mission, you must pay attention to this person.

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On the central assessment table in the square.

After careful inspection, Shangguan Wu and Huang Tayun decided that the first mark was valid.

Yan Buhui didn't pay much attention to this assessment. He seemed to have thought of this result. He looked calm and did not have the slightest surprise. Instead, he kept staring at the palm print on the wall of the storm. In some places, it seems to be a little bit enlightened.

Time passes.

The next attempt will be much smoother.

The Emperor Yu Xiao Xing wielded the sword of the Emperor, and the imperial spirit of the Emperor also left a trace of the length of the index finger on the wall of the storm.

Shangguan Wu observed it personally and found it passed.

The second mark is reached.

The mark left by the first female emperor of Heaven Wasteland Domain was undoubtedly a heart-strengthening agent, which greatly inspired the morale and hearts of the Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) mission.

Long Princess Monarch Yu please follow.

The former first expert of Heaven Wasteland Human Race Royal Family also left a shallower but still sharp sword mark on the left side of the Storm Wall.

Following is the first Wu Chi of the Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) dynasty.

Apparently, when he was attacked by the Wall of Storms before, he realized that he took a slap in the vicinity of the long Princess leaving a sword mark, and the palmprint appeared on the Wall of the Storm instantly.

Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) The cheers and momentum in the delegation are like a huge wave rising from sky to sky.

Everyone in the mission seemed very excited, and in this one after another, they saw the dawn of victory finally shining towards them.

In front of the storm wall.

"Hey, it's your turn. Comb down again, and you're going to comb your fat hen's hair." Wen Wan rubbed his elbow against Ximen Yeshuo, which has been combing parrots by his side.

Ximen Yeshuo pushes his finger gently, and the parrot returns to his shoulder.

"Hey, it's easy, look at me." Ximen Yeshuo is very confident, holding his backhand in the void, and holding a light blue cold trident in the palm of his hand.

He didn't even come near, didn't look carefully at the storm wall, his arm trembled.

The trident halberd whistled out in the sound of a roaring wave and tsunami, like a blue Flowing Light.

Boom!

The wall of the storm is loud.

The trident war halberd was shaken and flew back.

Ximen Yeshuo is a saucy bag. Raising your hand very smartly, holding the trident halberd in your hand.

In the distance, a one-finger trident mark is clearly visible on the wall of the storm.

Everyone exclaimed, all looked at each other.

The performance of Ximen Yeshuo is too easy. The pale blue war halberd is in his hand. His strength seems to have increased several times. It is actually between hands and feet, just like playing on the wall of the storm. The impression was shocking.

Ye Qingyu was also shocked.

"This guy has been hiding privately before."

Ximen Yeshuo's history is mysterious, and the division is a mystery. It has always been strong when it is strong, and stronger when it is stronger. It seems that there is never an upper limit. Today ’s performance has made Ye Qingyu look at him, and ca n’t help being curious. In the end Heaven Wasteland Domain, which hidden world Sect can cultivate such a monster?

"Haha, you black scholar, you really hide." The Wen Wan on the side also laughed. He grabbed his hands, and suddenly two huge **** battle axes were caught by him in the void.

Drink!

Blood axe rune masterpiece, a red light burst, and then headed straight towards the wall of the storm.

Boom!

A loud noise sounded from the wall at the same time.

Two **** great axes, chopped in one place at the same time.

A trace of the chopping off the wall of the storm is extremely clear.

The giant axe flew back to Wan Wan's hands, and the goods cast a provocative look at Ximen Yeshuo with a smile.

Ximen Yeshuo only stunned, and immediately laughed: "I didn't expect to eat noodles all day, but there is such a strength ... said that I hide, you hide deeper than me."

The surrounding Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) mission already is cheering again.

Ye Qingyu could not help but glance at Wen Wan.

The performance of this noodle-eating demon has also made Ye Qingyu feel unexpected.

This is not the strength that Wen Wan showed before ... Is this one of the five Divine General guys always hiding strength?

So are the other Divine Generals?

Ye Qingyu is a bit confused.

At this time, there are six marks on the wall of the storm!

A thunderous cheer that seemed to provoke the mountains to tremble and burst into applause, exploded on the square for a long time.

Huang Lin, the guard leader who has been scornfully watching the Wall of Storms, can't stand still at this moment, and there is a sense of eagerness and anger in his eyes.

How can these inferior domain scums so easily leave a mark on the wall of the storm?

This is impossible!

An inferior domain, how can there be such expert?

However, the real scene in front of him couldn't help him to have any doubt.

At the moment of his imagination, there was a sudden loud noise in the square.

In front of the storm wall.

Correct is a deserted king, holding a sledgehammer and breathing slightly.

On the wall in front of him, a sledgehammer came out, only the size of a fingernail.

On the assessment table.

"Although it's a bit small ... but it's clear, pass!" Shangguan Wu carefully identified and issued a verdict.

"OK!"

"Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) missions continue to work hard!"

"Everyone, victory is here!"

The expert in the center of the square is excited again.

"Next, it's my turn to try."

Baishui Heishan Barbarian Race first expert gold drag knife holding a black water long knife, slowly walked in front of the crowd.

Bang!

A loud noise came from the wall of the storm.

"This ..." Jin Tuo, who hadn't completely retreated, gasped slightly. He looked at the very thin knife-like mark on the wall in front of him, a little scratchy.

I just made it clear that I did my best to attack full power. How could there be such a trace?

Is this wall of storm so hard?

The other Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) expert on the sides also hesitated and hesitated.

Although they can clearly see these marks with their naked eyes, the assessor's assessment is still inconclusive.

Shangguan Wu, who has been standing on the assessment platform, also came down from the platform and came to the wall of the storm.

He and Huang Tayun walked to the knife mark and examined it carefully.

Quiet.

Hold your breath.

Everyone seems to be a messenger waiting for God's verdict, and even Aura has concealed to the extreme.

"I declare that this mark is valid." Shangguan Wu sound/noise is bland, but wordless.

"What? It's so thin, can this be counted ?!" Huang Tayun exclaimed, and two cold rays of light condensed in his eyes, seeming to be very dissatisfied with this judgment.

"Well, although it is thin, the depth of the knife mark meets the assessment standards, so it is judged to be valid." Shangguan Wu turned to look at everyone with a dignified expression and an unquestionable affirmation in his tone.

Cheers! Shout!

The Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) inside and outside the square made the group even more cheering.

Eight effective traces.

Victory is already looking forward!

Among the Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) expert to be evaluated, in addition to Ye Qingyu, there are still army Divine Dragon turtle monsters in the waters Demon Race.

He successfully stood within the red line in the fury of the previous storm, so the Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) expert onlookers at this time expressed great confidence in him.

The dignified dragon and tortoise standing two meters away in front of the storm wall, suddenly tossed out the turtle shell in his hand, flashing the golden dragon scale luster, and threw it towards the storm wall. Passed.

Bang!

The bang is booming.

Everyone waited and looked forward to the wall of the storm with anticipation.

However, there was no trace on the wall hit by the turtle shell.

Falling under the wall, it is called the most resolute shield turtle shell of Century, but a tiny crack appeared.

The dragon and tortoise shook his body, and gasping sprayed a blood arrow. The turtle shell was the most original object on him, but was cracked. This hurt his origin and made him extremely disappointed Frustratingly, even with such a high price, no marks appeared on the wall.

Failed.

The look of the dragon and turtle monster is extremely bitter.

Gently wiped off the blue blood stains on the corner of his mouth. His Aura was weak, his figure was shaky, with a look of shame and self-blame, and he turned and said: "The Emperor Wuzheng, Hall Master Ye, my subordinates ... I tried my best ... ... "

The Dragon Turtles are famous for their defensive power, but their attack power is poor. Even if the turtle shell is broken, it still fails.

Ye Qingyu quickly supported him.

The onlookers of Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) embarrassed everyone, but none of them spoke to blame this old man who did not hesitate to hurt the source.

So far, there are only eight marks left on the wall of the storm.

Of the Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) missions, no one has shot yet, but only Ye Qingyu is left.

However, Ye Qingyu has only one chance.

That is to say, even if Ye Qingyu can successfully leave a mark, there are only nine marks, and the Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) mission can no longer meet the assessment standards.

As if all languages ​​and sounds stopped abruptly in front of this wall of storm.

The atmosphere has become a little quiet and low.

What should I do?

Hundreds of people in the square, already, are the top expert carefully selected by the entire Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland) mission. Even if the remaining people shot one by one, they know that no one can stay on this wall. Make any mark-

There is one more.

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