The Legend of Futian Chapter 545: Take a monument to practice
In the battlefield, chaos still broke out. As time went on, fewer and fewer people could still stand, and the vast battlefield no longer seemed crowded.
Ye Futian and the others stood calmly in a prescription position. Since the Holy Flame was defeated, no one dared to find fault again. Not only Ye Futian, but many top figures stood on the side, no one dared to move unless they took the initiative. Sweep others out.
Finally, on the ladder, the old man who presided over the battle said: "Truce."
The voice fell, and many fighting people dispersed, the nine-character halo of nine directions was dim, and then the light curtain disappeared.
This violent chaotic battle has ended here. Looking at the figures who are still standing on the battlefield, many people are a little bit emotional. There are so many powerful people, and now there are only three thousand people left.
The three thousand people who are still standing on the battlefield are already regarded as talents from all over the deserted state.
After that, many figures flickered in the Palace of the Holy Path, carrying the dead and wounded, and clearing the battlefield. Among the crowd, strong men of the Holy Flame took away Duao's body, their expressions were exceptionally indifferent, and now they are Holy Fire Teaching, only Xie Ji is still on the battlefield, hope that in the next battle, he can truly show his edge and avenge Duao.
Soon, the battlefield was cleared, and the positions of the three thousand people had already been staggered. Standing in that battlefield space, the old man on the ladder looked at them and continued to speak: "Next, there will be a holy monument on the battlefield. Unable to bear it, he withdrew from the battlefield, three thousand practitioners, there will be only one thousand people left. These thousand people are candidates for disciples of the Palace of the Most Holy Way. Many of them can become disciples of the Palace of the Most Holy Way. , Do your best to withstand the pressure of the holy stele."
Today, among the three thousand practitioners selected, there are still people who are protected. For example, the top powers, such as the royal family, the Zhuge family, and the Baiyun City, are not alone, even Ye Futian and the others are A group of people are together, in addition to that many people have joined forces in previous chaos.
Therefore, although these three thousand people are relatively good people, they have not yet been screened out.
Next, under the pressure of the holy stele, one thousand practitioners were selected from three thousand practitioners, who are the real disciples that the Palace of the Most Holy Tao wanted to select and officially became candidates.
Starting from the nine sacred roads, we have selected the most outstanding figures in Huangzhou.
"Next, it is not allowed to use foreign objects. Anyone who resists the pressure of the monument will be directly eliminated." The strong above the ladder continued to speak, only to see a few strong ones flashing, descending behind the crowd. The prescription position, releasing an invisible coercion, seemed to isolate the battlefield.
"Please Holy Stele." The strong man on the ladder said, the vast and endless land has become extraordinarily quiet, and the people watching from a distance are all looking in the direction of the most holy Taoist palace. On the ladder, there is Nine pieces of incomparable brilliance appeared, and the sound of howling came, and then they saw a holy stele flying down from the ladder, like a spirit, descending from the sky.
The holy steles are huge steles. Each stele seems to contain different powers. When they fly down in the sky, everyone below feels a little trembling in their hearts and feels an invisible pressure. The stock coercion is very powerful, and even in my mind, there are already artistic conceptions.
"Boom, boom, boom..." The nine-faced sacred stele descended from the sky, directly at the foot of the Zhishengdao Palace, directly in front of the crowd. The huge stele is three feet high and sits there in an arc.
"Bang, bang!" A sound came out. As soon as the holy stele fell, there were many grunts, and many figures were directly shaken back, and their footsteps continued backward.
For practitioners, the strength of spiritual will is the key to practice. It is a kind of talent, and it is a very important talent.
If the spiritual will is weak and the level of practice is limited, this is the reason for the selection of the sacred monument. Moreover, here you can only rely on yourself, and others cannot help.
If it doesn’t work, it’s out.
Ye Futian stepped back at this moment, stabilized his figure, and stared at the holy stele directly in front, only to see that the holy stele was fiery red. When he looked at the holy stele, he I felt a terrifying flame body walked out of the holy stele.
This body is extremely huge, like a flame god, stepping on a terrible step, oppressing him step by step, he can't help but want to retreat, but thinking that this is a test in itself, he naturally understands that he cannot retreat.
The attack of the spiritual will is a very wonderful power. It does not seem to be substantive, but it is no different from a substantive attack. Ye Futian knows that the holy stele is still standing there, but what he sees at the moment It is no longer a sacred monument, but a figure that walks towards him step by step and wants to burn him down.
He felt that his mental will and body were burning, and it was very painful. The figure seemed to be far and near, walking towards him step by step, but was never able to reach him, but the pressure was getting stronger and stronger. Almost difficult to support.
The fire of the sun shines and blooms, and a round of sun appears behind Ye Futian, and the flame will power blooms. He closes his eyes and endures the strong burning meaning without fear of pain. Even, he is feeling the hidden in it. Terrible flame power.
"Jieyu." Ye Futian yelled softly, a little worried about Hua Jieyu, the holy stele falling from the sky, it is simply to make people suffer boundless pain, a little carelessness will collapse the will.
In fact, this test can also use the strong posture of the Supreme Palace to release coercion, but people are selfish and cannot ensure absolute fairness. The so-called holy stele is consistent with everyone and can’t bear it. Will be eliminated.
Hua Jieyu was also particularly painful at this time. She sat next to Ye Futian, with an invisible mental force released from her body, covering her body, resisting the pressure.
"Boom!"
Someone's body was penetrated by thunder and flew out, then fell to the ground, vomiting blood, the sage figure outside the battlefield stretched out his hand, lifted the person in the air, and took it outside. This is obviously unsupportable but dead. People in the end were hit hard because they couldn't bear it.
The people who followed by the top enchanting evildoers were also out one after another, unable to persist.
Ye Futian was also surrounded by disciples from the Star Academy who were unable to support. Qin Yin's body was trembling slightly, with a very painful expression on her face. Suddenly, she vomited a mouthful of blood, her body trembled fiercely, and her body faced Retreated behind and went straight out of the battlefield.
The pressure dissipated invisible, Qin Yin looked at Ye Futian, Xuanyuan Bashan, Xie Wuji, and Zui Qianshou were still insisting, but as the daughter of Jiu Xian Mountain Wind Sage, she was one step ahead. Can't hold it.
There was a sense of loss in her beautiful eyes. Qin Yin knew that it was probably because of her extraordinary status in Jiuxian Mountain and the fact that she was spoiled by her father, so she experienced little and never suffered such pain. The pressure layer appears weak.
A superior family background does not mean that talent is necessarily better.
There are many descendants among those top powers, but the truly dazzling ones are all those who stand out from the crowd.
"Unexpectedly, it's not as good as a eagle." Qin Yin looked at the Black Wind Eagle behind Ye Futian. This monster has been quiet, but he didn't expect it to be a mortal monster.
Someone kept getting out of the game. Soon, there were only about 2,000 people left in the 3,000-person lineup, and the rate of slowing gradually slowed down, but there were still people who were being withdrawn from the battlefield because they could not support it.
At this time, in the battlefield, Huang Jiuge of all people is straight, with three incomparable imperial auras blooming out of his body. His whole body is sacred, and he seems to be contending with the will, and he is extremely domineering.
In the other direction, Baiyun City's Bai Ze's clothes fluttered, and he was unstoppable. He opened his eyes there and looked at the holy monument, as if he hadn't received much interference.
Listening to Xuelou Xu Que's murderous surroundings, he roared, cutting off the will to invade.
Behind Yan Jiu, the nine swords cried clankly, flying around her body, kendo will be extremely strong.
Those top enchanting figures have long understood the will of the princes, and their spiritual will is strong, so they can withstand the strongest, and even confront the invading will attack.
Ye Futian is still resisting the pressure of the will, but he did not use the power of the imperial will, otherwise the pressure will not affect him. Since it is a test, he wants to feel how strong the pressure of the holy monument is~IndoMTL .com~ This is good for spiritual practice. After fighting with others, you will inevitably encounter powerful princes who will directly oppress and attack with their spiritual will.
Gradually, Ye Futian adapted to the coercion of the flame will. Although the coercion was still terrifying, like a flame burning his spiritual will, Ye Futian could bear it. He opened his eyes and moved towards the first Looking at the two holy steles, the holy stele on the other side was purple, and the holy stele seemed to be surrounded by endless thunder light.
As soon as Ye Futian's eyes fell on the holy stele, countless lights of thunder descended on him, and the terrifying thunder will rushed into the spiritual will, and his body trembled, and the endless thunder was on the surface Wandering, every strand of thunder will is like lightning struck on the body, and the invisible space is like a thunderstorm that destroys everything appearing above the head, from which stands a domineering figure of Thunder, releasing the power of thunder against him. attack.
At this time, Ye Futian had the will of the stars in his mind to protect the spiritual power. Under the attack of that terrible thunder will, the power of the stars to protect the will was constantly declining, as if he would really collapse and perish if he continued.
The guardian will of the stars continues to collapse, but Ye Futian's spiritual will has a ray of thunder shining, and it continues to grow and grow stronger.
Not long after, a terrible thunder dragon appeared in his mind, releasing the endless thunder brilliance to counter the invading thunder force. He wandered around with thunder force, becoming more and more violent, turning into a wave of destruction. Thunderstorm.
"Is this the power of the will of thunder and lightning." Ye Futian looked forward, as if the light of thunder and lightning flashed, and under the pressure of the holy stele, he actually understood the will of the prince of thunder and lightning.
The holy stele, borrowed from the insight, seems to be used for spiritual practice!
(End of this chapter)
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