Chapter 67: The Son of Heaven10

Another level, another level, every time Jie Wenzhan appears, it will refresh the cognition of almost everyone present.

There was a cry of cranes on the main peak, the sun was setting, and hundreds of cranes flew towards the sun. When the spectacle of Jade Cranes in the Canglang Sect appeared, everyone realized that it was only evening.

Before the sea of ​​clouds appeared, Xie Wenzhan had already reached the final gate.

However, Xie Wenzhan already had some scars on his body due to the calm and uninterrupted breakthroughs before, but his still tall and straight figure told everyone that this is by no means the end.

The examiner had already flown up to Jie Wenzhan, swept his eyes up and down, and said, "Xie Wenzhan, this is the last formation, the Void Bone Erosion Formation, this formation is different from before, because your talent is very good, the difficulty of the formation is as difficult as The ordinary formations in the past are completely different, even a hundred times more difficult, if you are not careful, you will be directly trapped in the void forever, and there will never be a bright future, so you can choose to rest for a day and come back tomorrow."

Xie Wenzhan wiped the corners of his lips with his thumb, tilted his head and showed an unruly smile, and said, "I remember that your big disciple Ye Chenfeng didn't stop when he entered this formation, and it's been too late for me to talk to you now." He's a little off."

After speaking, Xie Wenzhan passed the examiner and directly entered the formation.

Xie Wenzhan's self-confidence and conceit shocked many people.

Yang Shirui looked at the man's unrestrained smile in the mirror, and his heart beat faster. She thought, is this the feeling of heartbeat?

"My lord, look, this kid is not bad, right?" Ying Long shook his head, boasting, "This kid, ahaha, not bad, he has the demeanor of mine back then."

Tian Miao closed her eyes and was drinking fruit juice, it was rare for her to open her mouth when she heard Ying Long's stinking words.

"This Jiewen war has already fallen behind." Tian Miao's voice was a little ethereal.

"What? How is it possible? This hasn't started yet." Ying Long didn't believe it, and was also very unconvinced.

"Following the footsteps of the strong is right in a certain sense. He wants to catch up with Ye Chenfeng. Compared with Ye Chenfeng, he seems to be right." Tian Miao explained slowly, "But that's how it is. Falling low."

Ying Long blinked its small eyes with a dazed expression. What are you talking about? Why doesn't he understand, can't comprehend?

"The road to the real strong is endless. You shouldn't focus on people who are stronger than you." Tian Miao opened his eyes, looked at Ying Long with a confused face, continued to explain patiently with a smile . For the sake of this guy's diligence and dedication to good things every day, Tian Miao's patience is surprisingly good.

Ying Long was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, looking at Xie Wen Zhan Shi in the mirror, his eyes were complicated.

In front of the last closed door, a white light flashed, and the entrance disappeared into the air.

Everyone outside stretched their necks to look in the mirror, but unexpectedly, as the entrance was closed, nothing appeared in the mirror.

"What's going on? I can't see it anymore!" The crowd was a little agitated. Everyone looked at the head of the stage and the chief examiner at the same time, but saw that they shook their heads again and again, and their brows were tightly furrowed.

What's going on inside, whether Xie Wenzhan is dead or alive, no one knows.

In formation.

Xie Wenzhan has already made enough mental preparations to meet this final challenge. Whether it is ghosts, gods or illusions, he is confident that he can fight.

Unexpectedly, what appeared in front of his eyes was the endless sea.

He stood alone on the sea, the sea was surging under his feet, but Xie Wenzhan was walking on flat ground.

The breeze blows across the cheeks, the sun is warm and warm, and everything is so peaceful and comfortable.

Xie Wenzhan turned around in a circle, raised his hand, and rubbed his thumb back and forth at the corner of his mouth.

The scene in front of him is incompatible with the name of this formation, and entering the formation makes people want to let go of their guard and tension for no reason.

Xie Wenzhan pointed his fingers between his eyebrows, his spiritual consciousness was drawn out again, and he quickly flew into the air, looking around.

Until the consciousness returned to the side again, there was no useful information to grasp.

If it was Ye Chenfeng, what would he do?

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