C12

"Black has already disappeared for a hundred years … This represents interface talent. Just by this alone, you are already the one and only in the world."

Nan Gong Ling Yun was extremely serious when he said this, and when he said it, he was even staring at Su Xia Yue, to the point where the hairs on the bottom of Su Xia Yue's heart were standing.

"interface talent? Outside of the sixth series? " Su Xia Yue was surprised.

"No, interface talent is placed outside of the six systems because it's a once in a hundred years experience. With interface talent, one can become an interface cultivator, and interface master is even harder to find than alchemists. If an alchemist can revive a family, then an entire interface master is an existence that can overturn an entire country! However —

"But what?" Su Xia Yue was excited when she heard it.

"It's just that opening interface talent is easy, becoming an interface master is difficult, and you need to become both a refiner and an alchemist before you can become a real interface master, and create a top-tier interface."

The interface master was an existence that could turn corruption into miracles!

From refining a spatial ring to creating a world, a single interface master could dominate a world.

For other countries, it was a great threat as well as a rare talent. It was just that the appearance of the last interface master was something that happened a few hundred years ago. There was no longer any reference for her anymore, and she had to figure out how to cultivate to become a top-notch interface master herself.

In this place where the strong preys on the weak, if Su Xia Yue wanted to live, she had to become the strongest, so she also set herself to become an interface master.

And the only thing Nan Gong Ling Yun could help Su Xia Yue was to make her a pill refiner first.

"This is for you. As long as you follow the instructions above and don't immediately become an alchemist, at least in that deep pool in the Su palace, no one will be able to kill you."

"Poison Scripture? You want me to be a wicked woman? "

Su Xia Yue looked down at the book in her hands. She was especially sensitive to the word poison, with just a mention of it, she remembered the irreconcilable enmity she had with that Great Poisonous Owl in her previous life. Even Nan Gong Ling Yun, who was highly likely to be the reincarnation of a Great Poisonous Owl, didn't have a good expression on his face.

Nan Gong Ling Yun, who did not know what was going on, naturally asked back, "What happened to the poisonous woman? If not for your poisonous methods, I am afraid that the one who is lying in the coffin today is not Su Ping Ting but you, Su Xia Yue. "

These words were true.

However, just as he finished his sentence, the six dummies in the hall suddenly began to move their hands and feet crazily. They ran towards Nan Gong Ling Yun and Su Xia Yue.

Nan Gong Ling Yun knew that this was definitely not the result of Su Xia Yue's test because Su Xia Yue had already removed his hand from the jade pillar.

So how did these dummies start the trial?

Su Xia Yue knew that she could not beat them, so she prepared to retreat. Nan Gong Ling Yun stopped her, then leaped himself into the air and turned his body into the six giants' formation, striking the six giants' spirit energy.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sounds of the punches, accompanied by the dazzling light, filled the entire Divine Faction Hall and shocked all of Su Xia Yue's senses.

This Nan Gong Ling Yun could not only fight against Golden Man, but he could also take care of the other five giants with ease!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

When Nan Gong Ling Yun turned his head to look at Su Xia Yue, the six giants behind him had all fallen to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Just as Su Xia Yue was about to ask him what level he was at, light "crackling" sounds came out from all around him. Upon closer inspection, there were traces of cracks appearing on the beautifully decorated walls. In addition, the cracks were still expanding at an astonishing speed.

"Danger!" Nan Gong Ling Yun pulled Su Xia Yue and ran.

Just as the two of them stepped out of the Shen-Fu Hall's gate, the six dummies inside the hall exploded. Fragments flew everywhere. A few pieces pierced into Nan Gong Ling Yun's back, and traces of dark red blood flowed down from the wound, staining his clothes.