Speaking of this sentence, Wu Maqi's face already showed a look of regret: "The mistake has been made and I can't change it, but it also gave me a warning and I will never make the same mistake again in the future."

What he said was categorical, convincing and convincing.

Leihuang Fengdao was stunned when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Brother Wu Ma, as the saying goes, a lot can be improved by knowing your mistakes. We believe you can change it, right, Fairy Ling?"

Qing Feng Ling hummed softly and said: "Master Qi, you are able to realize your mistakes and are willing to correct them. We are all happy for you."

Several other Nine Path Divine Ancestor geniuses also stated that they would follow Wuma Qi's example in the future and change their past mistakes.

Wuma Qi smiled and nodded. He didn't care about the attitudes of his followers, he only cared about whether his loved ones still recognized him.

With Wu Maqi's defeat, everyone who was not in a hurry to enter the eighteenth level of hell became a little impatient, thinking about defeating this half-step holy genius in this round.

Ling Yuanzi, who was also very proud, told his father and flew into the first level of hell.

But the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. In the first level of tongue-pulling hell, he fell into a trap and made a fool of himself.

The next step was a little smoother, passing through the second, third and fourth levels of hell, but in the fifth level of steamer hell, I was steamed like a steamed bun for five breaths.

Ling Yuanzi, who was eager to perform, lost his composure and began to calm down. He successfully passed through the sixth, seventh and eighth levels of hell, but suffered another disaster in the ninth level of oil pan hell, as if he was fried like a fried dough stick.

Ling Yuanzi made himself disgraced, but managed to survive the tenth and eleventh levels of hell.

But then, just like Wu Maqi, he made mistakes in the twelfth level of Mortar Hell, the thirteenth level of Blood Pool Hell, and the sixteenth level of Volcano Hell.

The only thing better than Wu Maqi is that he didn't get sawed in the eighteenth level of sawing hell.

But his assessment result was the same as Wu Maqi's, he was punished six times.

But when he came out of the eighteenth level of hell, he was seriously injured than Wuma Qi, because his belief was not as strong as Wuma Qi's, and he was almost severely injured.

The moment he walked out, Ling Yuanzi was so weak that he couldn't even walk. He stumbled back to his body. Only then did he recover and wrote his name with an aggrieved look on his face.

Tied for second place with Wu Maqi!

Seeing that she was still ranked first, Xiaohuo was beaming with joy: "Hahaha, my aunt made me laugh so hard. I thought she was so awesome, but it turns out that's just the way it is."

When Ling Yuanzi heard this, his pale face turned ashen, and he returned to his father without saying a word. Before the assessment, he had great ambitions, but now he was like a defeated rooster, so embarrassed.

Everyone hopes that their children will become successful, and as a father, Master Ling Chen is no exception.

He was full of expectations for his son, but he didn't expect that the greater his expectations, the greater his disappointment. He wanted to scold this incompetent son severely.

But seeing Xiao Huo mocking his son, Master Ling Chen sighed softly and changed his words: "Over the years, my father has neglected to discipline you."

"Father..." Ling Yuanzi opened his mouth, looking ashamed and speechless.

"Just take this test as a painful lesson. I hope you can make corrections in the future." Ling Yuanzi warned.

"The child will definitely not disappoint his father in the future." Ling Yuanzi said seriously.

"Yes." Ling Yuanzi nodded, looked at the eighteenth level of hell, waved his sleeves and walked over, leaving his body outside and gathering his faith to go in.

As a qualified father, he decided to set an example for his son.

But Master Lingchen overestimated himself, and as a result, not only did he fail to set a good example, but he was slapped in the face.

The son fell into the first level of hell, and he did not escape this disaster. Then he not only suffered disaster in the fifth level of steamer hell, but also fell in the sixth level of copper pillar hell.

Looking at Master Ling Chen who was tied to the red-hot copper pillar, Xiaohuo laughed loudly and said: "My son is not good, and neither am I. It turns out that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

No matter how happy she smiled, Ling Yuanzi's face turned ugly. He complained with tears in his heart: "Father, it turns out there is not much difference between you and my son."

Tai Tan Shui, Huntian Sword Demon, Da Sen and others could not help but laugh. Like father, like son. Ling Yuanzi was such a bad guy. Master Ling Chen, as a father, has a great responsibility.

The ancient demon Qi Feng said scornfully: "It's no use to be a father."

Lin Chen said calmly: "Master Ling Chen majors in Yin Yang Sacred Path and has the style of a Taoist. He should be better than his son."

Xiao Huo said unhappily: "Dad, how can you speak for him?"

Lin Chen said: "You'll know after you take a look."

Xiaohuo snorted, expressing disbelief, but soon became stunned.

I saw that Master Ling Chen, who had been punished by the Copper Pillar Hell, had a smooth sailing afterwards. Except for being punished in the eighteenth level of hell, he passed everything smoothly.

In other words, he was punished only four times, two times less than his sons Ling Yuanzi and Wuma Qi, ranking second only to Xiao Huo.

Of course, only the four of Xiao Huo have taken the assessment at the moment, and it is still unknown whether Master Ling Chen can keep the second place.

But this result is indeed good, which surprised everyone such as Taitan Shui, Chitian Divine Ancestor, Dasen and others, and also made Yinpao and other half-step holy gods pay attention to it.

"Daddy is really right. He really has two brushes."

Xiao Huo was surprised, and then he hummed proudly: "But he still can't compare to my daughter."

Lin Chen smiled and said nothing, and continued to watch everyone enter the eighteen levels of hell one after another.

Perhaps stimulated by Masters Wuma Qi and Ling Chen, Yinpao, Leijia and other half-step saints also took action.

But none of their assessment results were better than Xiao Huo. The best ones were on par with Master Ling Chen, and some were even worse than Wuma Qi and Ling Yuanzi.

When Wu Maqi and Wu Maqi saw this, they felt balanced in their hearts. They both felt that compared with those who had worse assessment results, they were considered a "good person."

Before I knew it, a day passed.

The Scarlet Lian Witch and Jia Luo who Lin Chen was paying attention to were still calmly staying aside, but Qing Feng Ling and Lei Huang Feng Dao entered the eighteenth level of hell one after another.

Qing Feng Ling's performance shocked everyone on the spot.

Wearing only a blue palace dress, she was able to pass through the tongue-pulling hell from the first level, and the speed was getting faster and faster, the second level, the third level, the fourth level...

In less than ten breaths, she passed through the ten levels of hell and was still moving forward, causing many people to take a breath.

This Qing Feng Ling is indeed a half-step Holy God genius. Although she did not enter the top three in the first test, she shined in the second test.

Xiao Huo put down the spirit fruit on his lips, frowned and said, "Dad, can she surpass my daughter?" The little girl began to worry that her number one position was no longer guaranteed.

Lin Chen originally wanted to tease her, but seeing her look like this, he changed his mind and said, "This is very likely."

Xiaohuo pouted and snorted, his face full of displeasure.

Ancient Demon Qi Feng and Ye Ming Dao Demon looked at Lin Chen in surprise, wondering why he came to this conclusion?
Chapter completed!