Even at this moment, ye Lingfeng thought that he had stepped on the void at the edge of the mountain road, with the abyss under his feet and the roaring wind and cloud beside him. It seemed that he would fall into the abyss like those people before him.
Is this a test of sincerity and faith? Ye Lingfeng's idea was so strong that it was suddenly dispelled by his gritting his teeth. His eyes showed a strong color. Then he walked step by step along the rugged mountain road towards the top of the mountain.
Just as he was walking forward, there was a cry behind him. It was like a dumpling. Nearly a hundred people fell down the mountain road and into the abyss with fear and fear.
He even saw that after falling, one of the people called out weapons and wanted to fly with the sword. It was obvious that he was in the spring. But just at the moment when the weapon appeared, the man's body trembled, and the weapon went straight down without his control. Then a streamer passed by and hit the man like a heavy hammer, directly driving him into the abyss.
"Congratulations, you passed the first level of selection!" When the last step is taken, a faint voice suddenly comes from ye Lingfeng. Looking up, it is a middle-aged man in a blue shirt. Behind him, there is a young man in white, like a son in the dust
It's him! Seeing the young man in white, ye Lingfeng was stunned, but before he could make a sound, although he had experienced many twists and turns, he was lucky enough to get on Song qinger. He was nervous and happy, and exclaimed: "it's you!"
This young man in white, like the son of God, was the one who asked the way when they came to wanchu holy land. Now that this man is following the middle-aged man, his identity is clear.
This young man is one of the five heroes in the southern region.
"Martial uncle Feng, now that the first level of selection is over, the second level can start." But the young man surnamed ye, as if he had not heard song Qing'er's joyful exclamation, just said respectfully to the middle-aged man in Qingshan with a calm face.
Seeing this, song qinger's face suddenly darkened and his head drooped, but the corner of his eyes still kept scanning the young man of Ye's family. His eyes were as bright as water, with a strong childish female mood. Obviously, even though he was given such a cold reception, song qinger still didn't give up and still had great enthusiasm for the young man.
This song Qing'er is like a fan in the world of mortals, while this young man surnamed Ye is like a little fresh meat in the world of mortals. Ren xiaorou abused fans thousands of times, even for a bad face, but still can make fans happy.
"Brother mu, I didn't expect that we could really meet at the top of the mountain." Song Ling has no choice but to smile, and then excited to Ye Lingfeng.
Before he set foot on Lianxin mountain, he had already made plans to fall into the abyss and smash to pieces. But what he didn't expect was that he was able to stand out from the crowd and become one of more than 100 people who stepped on the top of the mountain.
"A group of hillbilly, is not climbing a broken mountain, there is nothing difficult." Hearing Song Ling's words, Wei Wuxian, who also stepped on the top of the mountain, turned his lips and looked down on Song Ling's ecstasy.
"Well?" Without waiting for ye Lingfeng to make a sound, the middle-aged man in Qingshan of wanchu Holy Land frowned. Chaowei glared at him without envy. Then he waved his sleeve and said, "even if you have passed the first level, don't be arrogant. There is a second level waiting for you. The first level tests your sincerity, while the second level depends on your qualifications!"
Wei Wuxian shrugs his shoulders indifferently. At the age of thirteen or fourteen, he can have seven levels of cultivation of condensate gas. With his qualifications, he needs to test what bone to stand out at that stop.
"The so-called bone aptitude does not depend on what kind of accomplishments you have at what age, but on the fighting power you can show when facing opponents with the same accomplishments!" It seems that the middle-aged man in Qingshan can't stand Wei Wuxian's arrogance, but he's afraid of his identity, and it's hard to say clearly. After a cold hum, he says.
After that, the middle-aged man in Qingshan patted his hand gently. From the distant sea of clouds, suddenly a wooden boat came slowly. The wooden boat was very big. At a glance, it almost made Ye Lingfeng have the illusion of seeing the mortal aircraft carrier. It made the people standing in front of the wooden boat feel that they were infinitesimal, just like a mole ant on the ground facing a big tree.
However, unlike an aircraft carrier, this wooden boat is not floating on the water, but floating in the air, which can be said to be an air carrier.
"Mang boat, my God, there is such a huge ship in wanchu holy land. It is said that this boat needs to be driven by spirit stone, and it costs more than tens of thousands of spirit stone every time it runs. I'm afraid only a sect like wanchu holy land can afford it!"
At the moment of seeing the huge boat, the people at the top of the peak immediately sighed and felt shocked. It is obvious that this boat has a great reputation in the southern region, which can be regarded as a landmark of the holy land of wanchu.
When he saw the boat, Wei Wuxian's expression was calm, but it was rare that he had no more poisonous tongue. Obviously, even if this guy is arrogant, when he sees this huge boat, his heart is shocked.
"Board this boat, your second round of selection will be held on the deck, this time I only accept 15 people!" Seeing the reaction of the crowd, the middle-aged man in Qingshan suddenly turned pale. When the boat came near, he said in a deep voice.When they heard the words, they immediately walked towards the boat according to the words. However, many people were trembling. For most people, to be able to set foot on the legendary boat is a lifetime blessing.
I'm afraid this boat can be used not only as a tool for carrying people, but also as a weapon of war! While boarding the boat, ye Lingfeng also habitually glanced around. He found that the boat was covered with many windows. Although it was hidden, he could see some cold light. It was obviously equipped with many weapons for wartime use.
What's more, the boat's hull is long and narrow, streamlined, and its speed must be extremely fast. The most frightening thing is the huge impact angle of the most front-end device of the giant boat, which shows a bluish black light. Under the sunlight, it reflects a cool light, which makes people shudder. They feel that even a grand mountain can be knocked down by a boat.
"Enter in turn!" At the moment of sighing, the middle-aged man in Qingshan has led them to a challenge arena on the deck. At the moment, on the challenge arena, there is a middle-aged man with yellow face and dry hair. He looks like his skin is dehydrated.
As far as ye Lingfeng's perception is concerned, the middle-aged man's cultivation seems to be on the seventh floor of condensate gas, but strangely, he can't feel any vitality from him. Moreover, after scanning carefully, ye Lingfeng was even more surprised to find that the middle-aged man was not a human, but a human figure puppet carved out of some strange wood. Because it was so lifelike, he thought it was a human at a glance.