In the battlefield, chaos still broke out. As time went by, fewer and fewer people were still standing, and the vast battlefield no longer seemed crowded.
Ye Futian and the others stood calmly together. After the Holy Fire Sect was defeated, no one dared to make trouble again. Not only Ye Futian, but also many top figures stood on one side. No one dared to move unless they took the initiative to wipe out others. Out.
Finally, on the ladder to heaven, the old man who presided over the battle said: "Ceasefire."
After the words fell, many fighting people dispersed, the nine-character halo of nine directions dimmed, and then the light curtain disappeared.
This violent and chaotic battle ended here. Looking at the figures still standing on the battlefield, many people felt a little emotional. There were so many strong men, but now only 3,000 were left.
The three thousand people still standing on the battlefield are already considered to be outstanding figures from all sides of the deserted state.
Afterwards, many figures flashed in the Holy Palace, carrying down the dead and wounded, and cleaning up the battlefield. Among the crowd, there was a strong man from the Holy Fire Sect who took away Du Ao's body, with a particularly indifferent expression. Now, their Holy Fire Sect, Only Xie Ji is still on the battlefield. I hope that in the next battle, he can truly show his edge and avenge Du Ao.
Soon, the battlefield was cleared, and the positions of the three thousand people had already been staggered. Standing in the battlefield space, the old man on the ladder looked at them and continued: "Next, there will be a holy monument coming to the battlefield. If you can't bear it, , then withdrew from the battlefield. Of the three thousand cultivators, there will be only one thousand left. These thousand people are the candidates for disciples of the Holy Dao Palace. Many of them can become disciples of the Holy Dao Palace. Therefore, next, do your best. Can withstand the pressure of the holy monument."
Nowadays, among the three thousand practitioners selected, there are still some who are being protected. For example, the top forces, such as the royal family, Zhuge Family, Baiyun City and other forces, are not one person. Even Ye Futian and the others are all Together, in addition to the previous chaos, many people also joined forces.
Therefore, although these three thousand people are relatively outstanding people, they have still not been completely screened out.
Next, under the pressure of the Holy Monument, a thousand people were selected from the three thousand practitioners. They were the real disciples that the Holy Dao Palace wanted to select, and they officially became candidates.
Starting from the Nine Sacred Roads, the most outstanding figures in the Huangzhou were selected through layer-by-layer selection.
"Next, no foreign objects are allowed to be used. Anyone who resists the pressure of the holy monument with foreign objects will be eliminated directly." The strong man on the ladder continued to speak. I saw several strong men flashing and descending on various positions behind the crowd. There was an invisible coercion released from his body, which seemed to be isolating the battlefield.
"Please ask for the Holy Monument." The strong man on the ladder said. The vast and endless land became extremely quiet. The crowd watching from a distance all looked in the direction of the Holy Palace. They saw nine bright lights on the ladder. Incomparable brilliance appeared, a whistling sound was heard, and then they saw sacred tablets flying down from the ladder, falling from the sky like spirits.
The holy stele is a huge stone stele. Each stele seems to contain different powers. When they fly downwards, everyone below feels their hearts trembling slightly and feels an invisible pressure. This pressure It is so powerful that even artistic images have appeared in my mind.
"Boom, boom, boom..." The nine-sided holy stele fell from the sky and was located directly at the foot of the Holy Palace. Right in front of the crowd, the huge stone stele was three feet high and was located in an arc shape.
"Bang, bang!" Sounds came out one after another. The moment the holy monument fell, there were many muffled sounds, and many figures were directly shaken back, and their footsteps continued to move back.
For practitioners, the strength of spiritual will is the key to practice. It is a kind of talent in itself, and it is a very important talent.
If the spiritual will is weak and the height of practice is limited, this is the reason for screening with the holy monument. Moreover, you can only rely on yourself here, and no one else can help.
If it doesn't work, you're out.
At this moment, Ye Futian also stepped back, stabilized his figure, and stared at a holy monument directly in front of him. He saw that the holy monument was fiery red. When he looked at the holy monument, he felt that he was coming from the holy monument. A terrifying flaming body walked out of the monument.
This body was extremely huge, like a god of fire. It was moving towards him step by step with terrifying steps. He couldn't help but want to retreat, but thinking that this was a test in itself, he naturally knew that he couldn't retreat.
The attack of spiritual will is a very wonderful power. It seems not to be real, but it is no different from the real attack. Ye Futian knows that the holy monument is still standing there, but what he sees at this moment is no longer The holy monument, but the figure walking towards him step by step, intending to burn him down and crush him.
He felt that his spirit, will and body were burning, and he was in great pain. The figure seemed far away and yet very close, walking towards him step by step, but still unable to reach him. However, the pressure became stronger and stronger, making it almost difficult to support him. .
The fire of the sun shines and blooms. A sun appears behind Ye Futian, and the power of the will of fire blooms. He closes his eyes and endures the strong burning intention without fear of pain. He is even realizing the terrifying power of fire contained in it. .
"Jieyu." Ye Futian shouted softly, a little worried about Hua Jieyu. The Holy Monument falling from the sky would simply make people endure endless pain. If they are not careful, their will will collapse.
In fact, this test can also use the body of a strong person from the Holy Palace to release pressure, but people have selfish motives and cannot ensure absolute fairness. The so-called holy monument is the same for everyone. If it cannot bear it, it will be eliminated.
Hua Jieyu was also in extreme pain at this time. She sat next to Ye Futian, and an invisible spiritual power was released from her body, covering her body and resisting the pressure.
"boom!"
Someone's body was pierced by thunder and flew out directly. Then he fell to the ground and vomited blood. A sage figure outside the battlefield stretched out his hand, lifted the person into the air and took him outside. This was obviously a person who could not support but was carrying him to death. In the end, he was hit hard because he couldn't bear it.
Those who followed the top monsters were also eliminated one after another and could not hold on.
There were also Star Academy disciples beside Ye Futian who could not support themselves. Qin Yin's body was trembling slightly, with a look of extreme pain on her face. Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of blood, her body trembled violently, and she retreated back. Straight out of the battlefield.
The pressure dissipated, and Qin Yin looked towards Ye Futian. Xuanyuan Bashan, Xie Wuji and Zui Qianchou were all still holding on, but as the beloved daughter of the Nine Sages of Mountain Wind Sage, she couldn't hold on anymore. .
There was a hint of loss in her beautiful eyes. Qin Yin knew that it was probably because she had an extraordinary status in Jiuxian Mountain and was a woman doted on by her father, so she had little experience and had never endured such pain. Her mental and willpower was weak in terms of resistance to stress. appear weak.
A superior family background does not necessarily mean that talent is better.
There are many descendants among those top forces, but the truly dazzling ones stand out from them.
"Surprisingly, it's not even as good as an eagle." Qin Yin looked at the black wind eagle behind Ye Futian. This monster had been very quiet, but he didn't expect that it was not a mortal monster.
People kept being eliminated, and soon, there were only about 2,000 people left in the lineup of 3,000 people. The speed gradually slowed down, but there were still people who were withdrawn from the battlefield because they could not support themselves.
At this time, in the battlefield, Emperor Jiuge's figure was upright, with three brilliant imperial auras blooming from his body. His whole body was divine, as if he was competing with his will, and he was extremely domineering.
In another direction, Baiyun City's Bai Ze's clothes were fluttering in an arrogant manner. He opened his eyes and looked at the holy monument, as if he was not disturbed too much.
Tingxue Tower Xu Que's body was filled with murderous aura, roaring and moving, cutting off the will of the intruder.
The nine swords behind Yan Jiu clanked and flew around him, showing his fierce will in swordsmanship.
Those top evil figures have already understood the prince's will and have a strong spiritual will. Therefore, they have the strongest endurance and can even resist the invading will attacks head-on.
Ye Futian is still resisting the coercion of his will, but he has not used the power of the emperor's will, otherwise this coercion cannot affect him. Since it is a test, he wants to feel how strong the pressure of the holy monument is, which is very important for practice. It is beneficial. When fighting with others in the future, you will inevitably encounter people with strong princely will who will directly attack and suppress you with their spiritual will.
Gradually, Ye Futian adapted to the pressure of the flame will. Although the pressure was still terrifying, like a burning flame burning his spiritual will, Ye Futian could bear it. He opened his eyes and faced the second saint. Looking at the monument, the holy monument is purple, and the holy monument seems to be wrapped with endless thunder.
The moment Ye Futian's eyes fell on the holy monument, countless thunderous lights came, and the terrifying thunder will rushed into his spiritual will. His body couldn't help but tremble, and endless thunder roamed on the surface of his body. Every ray of thunderous will is like lightning striking the body, and the invisible space seems to have a thunderstorm that destroys everything appearing above the head. Standing in it is an extremely domineering figure of the God of Thunder, releasing the power of thunder to attack him.
At this time, Ye Futian had the immortal will power of the Star Will Guard in his mind. Under the terrifying thunder will attack, the power of the Star Guard Will kept collapsing, as if if he continued, his will would really collapse and die.
The guardian will of the stars continues to collapse, but there is a trace of thunder in Ye Futian's spiritual will, and it continues to grow and become stronger and stronger.
Not long after, a terrifying thunder dragon seemed to appear in his mind, releasing endless thunder brilliance to counteract the invading thunder power. The thunder power swam around in his body, becoming more and more violent, turning into a destructive thunder storm. .
"Is this the power of thunder will?" Ye Futian looked forward, as if there was a flash of thunder and lightning. Under the pressure of the holy monument, he actually understood the prince's will with the attribute of thunder and lightning.
It seems that the holy monument can also be used for spiritual practice!
(End of chapter)