Just as Elder Chengyao was sighing, Elder Geng Yan said excitedly: "Eh? You see, his luck seems to have not completely dispersed, and some of it has remained."
"oh?"
The other elders all looked surprised.
Logically speaking, once the huge dragon energy is not controlled well, all the luck will be out of control at the moment of collapse, and nothing will be left.
But judging from the current situation, Qi Ying still has some dragon energy left around him.
It's just that compared to the original volume, it has been reduced by at least a hundred times - but it is still a large ball of dragon energy with a diameter of dozens of feet.
"Well?"
"what's the situation?"
The smiles on the faces of the Holy Domain disciples who were still sarcastic just now suddenly froze.
The remaining Qi Luck is still larger than most of them!
"snort."
A smile appeared on Qi Ying's lips.
Do you think all my dragon energy will disappear
Big mistake.
Qi Ying had learned a lesson from experience - back then, when he was still the proud son of the Qi family in the Yunxiao Kingdom, his martial soul fell from a divine or ninth-grade martial soul to a useless martial soul of the first-grade. The treatment he received immediately after that was... A 180-degree change.
To this day, Qi Ying still can't forget the cold eyes and malice she received back then.
He even lost the courage to live for a time.
today.
Qi Ying is trying to combine dragon energy with his own cultivation.
But this does not mean that Qi Ying has to give up on this quasi-holy son assessment - he is consciously controlling the amount of dragon energy inhaled by his body.
Although his body was inhaling dragon energy like a bottomless pit, Qi Ying still "braked" in time and retained a considerable part of the dragon energy outside his body.
At this time.
The huge air mass began to gradually change shape under the influence of Qi Ying's thoughts.
"Starting to transform?"
"This is impossible!"
Everyone looked in disbelief as if they had seen a ghost.
Throughout the history of the Holy Domain, there have been countless quasi-holy son examinations, but never once has this kind of fate cloud collapsed, but a part of the dragon energy was still left and condensed.
However, the fact happened before their eyes!
Under everyone's gaze, the golden and white air mass finally turned into a white and gray strange beast that looked like a dragon, but not a dragon, or a tiger, not a tiger. It was more than a hundred feet long, and it carried Qi Ying into the air, exhaling the energy that had been condensed before. The Sanctuary disciples who were transporting the giant beast stood together.
"Successful."
Qi Ying took a breath.
…
Five Heavenly Emperor-level elders flying in front of the disciples. There were a total of one hundred and seventy disciples who had condensed the giant beast of luck. However, the other disciples were unable to condense the giant beast of luck because of the collapse of their luck, and were attacked. disuse.
Elder Kunzhen glanced at the disciples and said: "All of you who can gather the talents of the giant beast of luck can be said to be very lucky and have deep blessings. Everyone has great hope to step into the realm of the Taoist Emperor in the future. In the ranks. However, the requirements for the first round of the quasi-holy son assessment are the first 100 people. Those who fail to meet the requirements can only be eliminated."
Everyone held their breath at this moment.
Some people are already confident, and some people also know that they are destined to miss the quasi-Holy Son, but some people are very uneasy. Their destiny beast is neither very big nor small, and is not the same size as many people. Very similar, I don’t know if I will pass the first round.
"It seems that although I control the amount of dragon energy, it is still a bit dangerous..."
Qi Ying glanced around and found that there were at least forty or fifty cloud beasts like his that were more than a hundred feet tall. Because the shapes were different, the specific volume and the luck contained in them could not be measured by themselves.
Only elders at the level of the Emperor of Heaven, who have a deep understanding of the movement of all energy in the world, including luck, can judge who has more luck and who has less luck.
"Next, I will read out the names starting from the person with the most luck, and continue to the one hundredth person. The people whose names are read out have all passed the first round of assessment." Elder Kunqiu said slowly, and then paused. After a moment, he immediately said, "The number one in luck is Yan Zizai, the disciple of the 'Infinite Emperor'!"
Wow!
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the same person.
It was an indifferent man with flowing silver hair and blood-red eyes. He was stepping on a giant beast of luck in the shape of a bear that was five hundred feet tall and had countless spikes on its body. Even after hearing that he was the best in luck, , also expressionless.
"Yan Zizai, it is said that he just missed the identity of the Holy Son. He entered the virtual realm at the age of seventeen, and then killed in the abyss for a hundred years. After returning, he became a murderous and emotionless butcher, known as the 'blood demon' '. He has always been considered the strongest among the ultimate quasi-emperors... I didn't expect that he also has the best luck!"
Qi Ying stared at Yan Zizai, and information about Yan Zizai came to his mind.
It is almost certain that Yan Zizai will be able to occupy a position as a quasi-holy son!
"Second place is 'Feng Fengshan', a disciple of 'The Great Extreme Cold Emperor'."
This is also a disciple with an extremely aloof temperament. What is even more valuable is that he is less than sixty years old and is one of the youngest among all those who participated in the assessment of the prospective Holy Son.
Its luck beast is a long snake with a length of 800 feet, but it is longer, but its size is not as big as Yan Zizai's 500-foot bear beast.
The name of the third place made Qi Ying frown.
Disciples of the Great Demon Emperor, thousands of troops gathered together!
When looking at Qi Qianjun, there was a moment of contact between Qi Ying's eyes and Qi Qianjun's eyes.
"Click!"
There seemed to be a spark shooting out of the air.
Qi Qianjun immediately turned his head, no longer looking at Qi Ying, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
Qi Ying, however, clenched his fists and smiled faintly - didn't Qi Qianjun regard him as his opponent? Very good...I just like to make a fortune silently!
One name after another was read out by Elder Kunqi.
"That Ren Wo Kuang is ranked ninth, Miss Qi Ying is ranked thirty-two, Liu Xue Xue is ranked fifty-four..." Qi Ying is also paying attention to the rankings of other disciples. Because of the assessment of prospective saints over the years, although the second round is different every time, it will more or less be related to the ranking obtained in the first round.
All the way to the 98th place.
"Ninety-eighth, disciple of Emperor Black Feather, Qi Ying!"
As Elder Kunzhen's voice resounded throughout the mountain top, a stone fell from Qi Ying's heart.
Ninety-eight! Although the ranking is a bit dangerous, at least he passed the first round and took an important step towards the distance between himself and the quasi-holy child.
At this time, Qi Ying did not care about being happy about entering the next assessment. Instead, she separated her mind and looked at the changes in her star core!