After Ji Huafan finished speaking, he looked towards the entrance of the space-time tunnel.

Although it was closed for more than an hour, Nangong Putian had not returned yet. This was the young swordsman she had high hopes for.

Nothing will happen?

No, I have to shut up and calm down.

Time is rushing, just like the green tea girl leaving after learning that the spare tire is a poor man, without any mercy.

On the Eagle of Jiumo Palace, the gravity bull's face looked extremely ugly.

Because just now, the time and space tunnel was closed, but the bull head and horse face were unable to come back in time, which meant that they were cold.

Because even if they are not dead now, the next time this tunnel is opened, it will be 120 years later. Even if the two new seedlings can survive to that time, they will be incredibly old. What future can they have?

"Haha, why is it gone?"

Newton couldn't figure it out.

"Come on, and return tomorrow!"

Princess Bull Demon Hua Yanyun ordered, her face was cold. Although thirty-two new seedlings broke through the ground this time, to be honest, their qualifications were worrying.

"Um!"

Newton looked at a hippo demon. This guy is the newcomer king of this year. From his perspective, he is not outstanding enough, but the chief of Zaipiaomiao Sect is definitely more than enough.

Let's get them tomorrow!

The demon cultivator in Jiumo Palace has this kind of personality. He will disgust you if you have anything or not.

At the same time, Ji Huafan's face was also quite gloomy on the Egret.

Because Nangong Putian has not come back.

"how so?"

Ji Huafan was very disappointed. She also decided to spend a lot of resources to train the young swordsman into a trump card of the Piaomiao Sect.

He was so unsuccessful!

"Isn't this the way to cultivate immortals? It's useless to have qualifications and no luck!"

Elder Cao Xuan was also sighing. That was a genius sword seed, and he had not produced any of them for many years. If he could choose, he would rather use all the qualified new seedlings this time to exchange for Nangong Putian.

"He shouldn't have been allowed to take the assessment!"

Elder Cao Xuan regretted it.

"It's too late to say anything now!"

Liu Jinshui smiled bitterly: "Let the sect master know that we have wasted a swordsman, and we will probably be angry to death!"

"The only good news is that the dynasty Ma Han, who was highly anticipated in the Jiumo Palace, did not come back!"

Elder Cao Xuan smiled, which was considered self-comfort.

"What?"

Ji Huafan was stunned. After confirming again, he suddenly became a little happy.

Not to mention the horse-faced demon, the bull-headed demon named Dynasty was the new king of the Jiazi Clan in the previous life. It was a powerful horse. It took less than a hundred years to cultivate into the golden elixir. During this period, many disciples of the Piaomiao Sect were slaughtered.

Ji Huafan tried to kill him several times, but he ran away. Unexpectedly, he died like this in this life?

snort!

He's cheaper!

Who said that?

Could it be one of the new seedlings in this year?

If so, that would be amazing!

Let's observe it secretly first!

...

After the introductory assessment, everyone finally had the opportunity to have a stable sleep and have a good rest.

The next morning, the morning light gradually rose, and the Egret took off early and was about to return to the sect. The Supreme Master of the Master also had to take the time to receive these new seedlings.

However, when the Egret was about to fly away from the mantis wasteland, it was blocked by the Eagle in Jiumo Palace.

Newton and a group of men flew over the French ship in a fierce manner.

"Mosa Suyue, the world has been rising for thousands of years."

"The swan is revealed again, and the world is full of peace and contentment!"

Newton's voice was like thunder, and he reported the final poem.
Chapter completed!