Chapter 546: Borrowing Monuments to Practice

In the battlefield, chaotic battles still broke out. As time went by, fewer and fewer people could still stand, and the vast battlefield no longer seemed crowded.

Ye Futian and the others stood in one place very calmly. Since the Holy Fire Cult was defeated, no one dared to find fault again. Not only Ye Futian, but many top figures stood on one side, and no one dared to move unless they took the initiative to wipe out others out.

Finally, on the ladder, the old man who presided over the battle said: "Cut off."

After the voice fell, many fighting people dispersed, and the halo of the nine characters in the nine directions dimmed, and then the light curtain disappeared.

This violent and chaotic battle ended here. Looking at those figures still standing on the battlefield, many people felt a little bit emotional. There are so many strong people, but now there are only 3,000 people left.

The 3,000 people who are still standing on the battlefield are considered to be the arrogant figures from all sides of the barren state.

Afterwards, there were many figures flickering in the Holy Palace, carrying the dead and wounded down, and clearing the battlefield. Among the crowd, a strong man from the Holy Fire Cult took away Du Ao's body, with an extremely indifferent expression. Now they, the Holy Fire Cult, are Only Xie Ji is left on the battlefield. I hope that in the next battle, he can really show his edge and avenge Du Ao.

Soon, the battlefield was cleared, and the positions of 3,000 people had already been scattered. Standing in that battlefield space, the old man on the ladder looked at them, and continued to speak: "Next, there will be a sacred monument descending on the battlefield. If you can't bear it , then withdraw from the battlefield, there will be only one thousand of the three thousand practitioners, and these thousand people are the candidates for the disciples of the Holy Palace, and many of them can become disciples of the Holy Palace, so next, do your best! It can withstand the coercion of the holy monument."

Among the 3,000 practitioners selected today, there are still people who are protected. For example, the top forces, such as the royal family, the Zhuge family, Baiyun City and other forces, are not alone. Even Ye Futian and the others are a group of people. Together, in addition to the previous chaos, many people joined forces.

Therefore, although these 3,000 people are relatively outstanding people, they still haven't been eliminated and screened.

Next, under the coercion of the holy stele, one thousand practitioners were selected from the three thousand practitioners, who were the real disciples that the Holy Palace wanted to select, and officially became candidates.

Starting from the nine holy roads, they were selected layer by layer to select a group of the most outstanding figures in the barren state.

"Next, you are not allowed to rely on foreign objects. Anyone who resists the coercion of the holy monument with external objects will be eliminated directly." The strong man on the ladder continued to speak, and saw several strong men flickering, descending in various directions behind the crowd, An invisible coercion was released from his body, as if he was isolating the battlefield.

"Please ask for the Holy Monument." The strong man on the ladder said, the vast and endless land became extraordinarily quiet, and the crowd watching from a distance all looked in the direction of the Holy Palace, and there were nine bright lights on the ladder. An incomparable brilliance appeared, and the sound of whistling came, and then they saw holy monuments flying down from the ladder, descending from the sky like spirits.

The holy stele is a huge stone stele, and each stone stele seems to contain different powers. When they flew down into the sky, everyone below felt their hearts tremble slightly, and felt an invisible coercion, this coercion It is very powerful, and even in the mind, there is already a picture of the artistic conception.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The nine-faced stele fell from the sky, and it was located directly at the foot of the Holy Palace, directly in front of the crowd, and the huge stone stele was three feet high, sitting there in an arc shape.

"Bang, bang!" Sounds came out one after another, and the moment the sacred tablet fell, there were many muffled groans, many figures were directly shaken back, and their footsteps continued to move backwards.

For practitioners, the strength of spiritual will is the key to practice, which itself is a kind of talent, 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 selection by the holy monument. Moreover, here you can only rely on yourself, and no one else can help.

If not, you are out.

Ye Futian also stepped back at this moment, stabilized his figure, and stared at the sacred monument directly in front of him, only to see that the sacred monument was fiery red. When he looked at the sacred monument, he felt that the sacred monument A terrifying flame body stepped out of the stele.

This body was extremely huge, like a flame god, with terrifying steps, pressing towards him step by step. He couldn't help but want to retreat, but thinking that this was an assessment in itself, he naturally knew that he couldn't retreat.

The attack of spiritual will is a very wonderful force. It seems that it is not 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 sacred monument, but the figure that walked towards him step by step, trying to burn him to death.

He felt that his spirit and body were burning, and it was very painful. The figure seemed to be far away and very close, walking towards him step by step, but he still couldn't reach him, but the pressure was getting stronger and stronger, almost unbearable .

The fire of the sun shines and blooms, and a round of sun appears behind Ye Futian, and the power of the flame will bloom. He closes his eyes, endures the strong burning intention, not afraid of pain, and even, he is feeling the terrible power of flames contained in it .

"Jieyu." Ye Futian yelled softly, a little worried that Hua Jieyu, the holy monument would fall from the sky, it would make people suffer boundless pain, and a little carelessness would lead to a breakdown of will.

In fact, this test can also use the posture of the strongest in the Holy Palace to release coercion, but people are selfish and cannot guarantee absolute fairness. The so-called holy monument is the same for everyone. If they can't bear it, they will be eliminated.

Hua Jieyu was also in extreme pain at this time. Sitting next to Ye Futian, she released an invisible spiritual power from her body, enveloping her body in it, resisting the coercion.

"boom!"

Someone's body was pierced by the thunder, flew out, and then fell to the ground, spitting blood. The sage outside the battlefield stretched out his hand, lifted that person in the air, and took him outside. In the end, he was hit hard because he couldn't bear it.

Those who followed the top evildoers were also eliminated one after another, unable to persist.

Ye Futian was also surrounded by disciples of the Star Academy who were struggling to hold on. Even Qin Yin's body trembled slightly, with a look of extreme pain on her face. Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of blood, her body trembled violently, and she receded back. Straight out of the battlefield.

The pressure dissipated invisible, Qin Yin looked at Ye Futian, Xuanyuan Bashan, Xie Wuji, and Zui Qianchou were still holding on, but as the daughter of the sage of Jiuxian Mountain, she couldn't hold on .

There was a hint of disappointment in her beautiful eyes. Qin Yin knew that it was probably because of her extraordinary status in Jiuxian Mountain, and because she was doted on by her father, so she had little experience and never endured such pain. appear weak.

A superior family background does not mean that talent is necessarily better.

There are many descendants among those top forces, but the truly dazzling ones stand out from them.

"It's not even as good as a vulture." Qin Yin looked at the Hei Feng vulture behind Ye Futian. This monster has been very quiet, but it was not a mortal monster.

People continued to be eliminated, and soon, there were only about 2,000 people left in the lineup of 3,000 people, and the speed of slowing down gradually slowed down, but there were still people who were withdrawn from the battlefield because they could not support.

At this time, on the battlefield, Zhurenhuang Jiuge's body was straight, with three incomparably bright imperial auras blooming from his body, his whole body was sacred, as if he was fighting against his will, he was extremely domineering.

In the other direction, Bai Ze's clothes fluttered in Baiyun City, looking arrogant. He opened his eyes and looked at the holy monument, as if he had not received too much disturbance.

Listen to Xuelou Xu Que's murderous aura around him, roaring and moving, cutting off the will to invade.

Behind Yan Jiu, the nine swords clanged and sang, flying around her body, the will of the sword was extremely fierce.

Those top monsters have already comprehended the will of princes, and their spiritual will is strong, so they have the strongest endurance, and even resist the attack of the invading will head-on.

Ye Futian is still resisting the coercion of will, but he did not use the power of the emperor's will, otherwise this coercion would not be able to affect him. It is a test, and he wants to feel how strong the coercion of the holy monument is. It is beneficial, and when fighting with others in the future, you will inevitably encounter people with strong will to oppress and attack directly with their spiritual will.

Gradually, Ye Futian got used to the coercion of the flame will. Although the coercion was still terrible, like a flame burning his spiritual will, Ye Futian was able to bear it. He opened his eyes and looked towards the second holy Looking at the stele, the sacred stele is purple, and the sacred stele seems to be surrounded by endless thunder.

The moment Ye Futian's eyes fell on the sacred monument, countless thunderbolts descended, and the terrifying thunderbolt rushed into the spiritual will, his body couldn't help shaking, endless thunderstorms wandered on the surface of the body, Every wisp of thunderous will is like a lightning strike on the body. In the invisible space, there seems to be a thunder storm that destroys everything above the head. Standing in it is an extremely domineering Thor figure, releasing the power of thunder to attack him.

At this time, Ye Futian had the will of the stars in his mind to protect his spiritual power, and under the attack of the terrible thunder will, the power of the will of the stars to protect him continued to collapse, as if if he continued, his will would really collapse and he would die.

The guarding will of the stars keeps collapsing, 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 appeared in his mind, unleashing endless thunder brilliance to resist the invading thunder power. He swam around with thunder power all over his body, becoming more and more violent, and turned into a destructive thunder storm .

"Is this the willpower of thunder?" Ye Futian looked forward, as if there was a flash of thunder and lightning, and under the pressure of the holy monument, he actually comprehended the princely will of the thunder and lightning attribute.

The holy stele, which can be used to comprehend, seems to be used for practice!