Looking up at the round and round elixir that Xiao Fei shot out, Xiao Yan’s face was calm, and a stroke of the palm of his hand pulled it into the palm of his hand with a suction.
At the moment when the panacea started, some of the last sand in the huge hourglass was finally poured down. Suddenly, over the large square, there were hundreds of red lights, from those that have not yet been refined. The stone platform in front of the pharmacist of the finished immortality lit up.
Looking disappointedly at the red light flashing in front of them, the pharmacists had to shake their heads with a wry smile, and then withdrew their respective medicine tripods, and walked out of the square with a sad face.
After standing on the Qingtai, Xiao Yan looked at the contestants who were withdrawing one after another, and looked around. Somewhat stupefied that this was only the first round of assessment and turned out to be one third of the contestants. He was eliminated, which really made him have to sigh that the meeting was strict and harsh.