"The third test is very simple. Do you see the huge ghost head on the mansion? If you go to take it three times, you can use any protective magic weapon. If you don't die, you can pass the test and become the new master of the ghost palace." The spirit of the ghost palace said lightly.

Yang Que did not dare to relax and looked at it. He saw that there was indeed a lifelike and ferocious ghost head carved on the stone gate. Although his eyes were closed, there was a wild and dangerous aura that rushed towards him.

"I would like to remind you again, if you die, your soul will be scattered, and the treasures and luck on you will be sealed in the Ghost Mansion, waiting for its next master." The Ghost Mansion Spirit said coldly.

Yang Que's expression moved slightly and said, "Can you tell me, from ancient times to the present, how many people can pass the second level? How did they die?"

"There are three people in total." The spirit of the ghost palace did not hide it. "As for how he died, it was very simple. He was directly hit by the first blow of the ghost head and his body was gone."

Yang Que said: "What is their level of cultivation?"

The spirit of the Ghost Mansion glanced at him and said, "One Yuanshen Realm, one Tianfu Realm, and the other is the Fairyland."

"There are also immortals who have overcome tribulation and become immortals?" Yang Que's face looked ugly.

The spirit of the ghost palace nodded: "Yes, but don't be afraid. The ghost head chose power to attack based on each person's cultivation. If you are in the spiritual realm, you will naturally not directly use the power of climbing to the fairyland to kill you instantly."

When Yang Que heard this, he was still secretly shocked: Even the powerful beings who became immortals can be killed instantly. I have just entered the early stage of agility, how can I be safe and sound?

"Okay, you can go, it's all dead anyway, so don't be too slow." The spirit of the ghost palace looked sharp and began to urge.

Yang Que thought of his junior sister, his master, Zhang Er in prison, Shang Qingfeng who was smiling sinisterly, and those dead girls, he secretly gritted his teeth: I can't die! I have sworn that he will make the old man pay his blood debt!

Feeling the burning heat and the surging power in his body, bloodthirsty madness gradually appeared in his eyes.

"boom!"

He tried all his magic power to condense the evil screen, sacrificed all the defense and attack magic weapons he had obtained from the sect, blocked his chest, and then walked towards the mansion step by step.

"Woo--"

A hoarse and old roar suddenly came out of the mouth of the ghost head at the mansion gate. The ghost head's eyes were suddenly opened, and two green lights shot towards Yang Que!

First hit!

Yang Que did not dare to underestimate him, concentrate his mind and be cautious, his whole body of magic power flowed wildly, all pouring into the shields and magic weapons in front of him.

However, the two green lights came in an instant, and penetrated the magic weapons that shone brightly like nothing, and then shot on his evil shield.

Feeling the huge aura of death suddenly attacked, Yang Que knew that the shield was definitely unstoppable. At the critical moment, his eyebrows suddenly cracked, his divine eyes flashed, and a golden ripples rippled out, colliding with the two green lights that broke through the shield!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Yang Que suddenly felt the bones all over his body shattering, feeling heartbroken, his body flew backwards, rolling to the ground, and a large amount of blood in his mouth sprayed!

And the two green lights completely dissipated and disappeared under the obstacle of time stagnation.

"It's great, but your cultivation level is too low, and the magical powers that stagnate in time cannot be used for one level." Seeing that he did not immediately die, the spirit of the ghost palace pointed and shot out from its fingertips and sank into Yang Que's body.

Yang Que's seven orifices were bleeding, feeling bone-thoracic pain and was about to faint, his body suddenly warmed up, and the shattered bones healed instantly, and the pain gradually disappeared.

He tried and stood up intact.

"Thank you for your actions, senior." Yang Que said gratefully.

"No need to thank you, this is the rule, but the second blow, you can no longer use your time to stop your magical powers." The spirit of the ghost palace still had a cold face.

Yang Que said respectfully: "I understand."

The spirit of the ghost palace looked at him and said, "You can admit defeat now. For the sake of your arrival, I can make an exception once, kill your body, let your soul become a servant, and live in this ghost palace."

A trace of tenacity flashed in Yang Que's eyes: "Senior, I'm willing to take another second blow."

The spirit of the ghost palace said nothing more and said coldly: "Go."

Yang Que held his hand and a golden scimitar that looked like a crescent-shaped thread appeared immediately. It was the shattered Fiery Sun Sword!

"Lieyang, life and death are here!" Yang Que slowly stroked the broken scimitar in his hand, and made a leap in his heart. He suddenly waved his golden light and slashed towards the ghost head on the mansion gate!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a golden light burst out, and a scorching sun suddenly rose from the blade, colliding with the phantom emitted by the ghost's head. Then both of them dimly dissipated, and Yang Que flew backwards again, and the scimitar in his hand made a "click" and was covered with cracks.

This time, Yang Que only hurt his muscles and bones, and it was not serious. When he got up from the ground, he suddenly discovered that the golden scimitar in his hand had faded away the golden light and turned back to its original fiery red color. At the top of the knife, a golden flower was inlaid with the golden light. The golden light slowly dimmed, then withered and disappeared.

"Sun Spirit!" When the spirit of the ghost palace saw the scorching sun rising from the blade, his face changed slightly. When he saw the withered golden flower, he could no longer calm down and exclaimed.

"Human boy, you actually have something like the Sun Spirit, which was extremely rare in ancient times. How good is your luck!" The spirit of the ghost palace looked at Yang Que with an incredible look on his face.

"Is the Sun Spirit?" Yang Que finally changed his face when he saw the ghost palace spirit, who had always been cold, and he became more sure in his heart that the little tripod was definitely not ordinary!

"Senior, I'm going to take the third strike." He hesitated for a moment, and a decisive look appeared on his face.

The spirit of the ghost palace shook his head and said kindly: "You can't take the third strike, so I advise you to give up. It is a world of difference from the power of the previous two attacks. If it is a spirit ghost, you may still have the chance to be protected by the master. You are a human being, and the final test is difficult than climbing to heaven. Although the master also accepts human beings as his inheritor, the test given by the master will be even more difficult to pass."

When Yang Que heard this, his eyes showed confidence: "Senior, I'm willing to give it a try."

The Spirit of the Ghost Palace glanced at him meaningfully, then nodded: "Go, but I still want to remind you that even if you still have a sun spirit, it will be of no use."

Yang Que's mouth moved slightly, and a very strange look appeared in his eyes. Without hesitation, he walked directly to the door of the mansion and rushed forward. At the same time, his spiritual thoughts moved, and the small tripod in his dantian suddenly floated out and blocked him.

"Aowu--" With a roar, the ghost head on the mansion gate suddenly opened his eyes, and the entire head moved. Its eyes showed a ferocious bloodthirsty look, and rushed out of the stone gate and crashed towards Yang Que.

"The ghost head attacks, it's like a mountain, human boy can..."

The spirit of the ghost palace sighed. Before he finished speaking, suddenly, "Ding--", with a melodious crisp sound, the golden sun rose again, and the fierce ghost head hit the small tripod, and immediately screamed, and changed color in horror!

Without waiting for it to react, the scorching sun suddenly burst out thousands of golden lights, and the ghost's head melted instantly and turned into nothing!

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the stone door that had been waiting for hundreds of millions of years finally opened!

"This..." The spirit of the ghost palace opened his mouth wide.
Chapter completed!