"Easy, simple, complex, difficult, death, five levels."
"By passing these levels, you can get the corresponding spiritual baptism. Passing the first level and receiving the spiritual baptism can open up the bottleneck of the martial arts realm!"
"By passing the second level, there is a 50% chance of breaking through the bottleneck of the Martial Saint realm."
"By passing the third level, you can definitely break through the bottleneck of the Martial Saint realm!"
"If you pass the fourth test, there is a 50% chance of breaking through the bottleneck of the Martial God Realm."
"By passing the fifth test, you can break through the bottleneck of the Martial God Realm."
The old man came one by one, and then looked at Wang Feng with a smile on his face, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes, and said: "Since you people on earth obtained this ruins, the highest level that can be passed is only the fourth, and there is only
One person is a boy named Luo Tianyu."
"You are the first earthling to pass the fifth level, congratulations!"
hiss!
Wang Feng couldn't help but tremble. It turned out that Luo Tianyu passed this test to become the Martial God. But it's not necessarily true. After all, after passing the fourth test, there is only half a chance of breaking through the bottleneck of the Martial God realm.
But no matter what, Luo Tianyu's talent in martial arts is definitely the best in the world.
"Young man, work hard, maybe we will meet again in the future!" The old man took a deep look at Wang Feng, and a mysterious smile appeared in his deep eyes.
Wang Feng was stunned and didn't know what the old man meant.
boom!
At this moment, Wang Feng felt the surrounding scenery change, as if there was a loud noise in his soul, and he fainted instantly.
…
Outside the flame space, Daojun Anlin, who had been waiting for ten days again, showed a trace of helpless regret in his eyes.
On the side, Martial Saint Huang Xi flashed a smile of schadenfreude. His face was full of sadness, and he said softly: "Master Anlin, it's been ten days... I'm very sorry, but..."
"Needless to say, your Warriors Guild is very good and has very good methods!" Daojun An Lin put away his sad expression and said coldly.
"Daojun Anlin!"
Martial Saint Huang Xi's face changed, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. He stared at Daojun An Lin coldly and said in a deep voice: "There are some things that you should not say nonsense. The majesty of our Warriors Guild cannot be offended by anyone."
"Huh, don't take it seriously, you Warriors Guild have always been like this!" Daojun An Lin's face was full of sarcasm. Normally, he would really not want to offend the Warriors Guild, but now he is too angry.
"The most powerful martial saints have spent so much effort just to kill a genius from our Cultivation Guild. That's great. They are worthy of being a strong man from the Warriors Guild!"
Daojun An Lin's cold voice contained boundless anger.
"Daojun Anlin!"
Martial Saint Huang Xi's voice suddenly rose an octave. He stared at Daojun An Lin coldly, and his eyes gradually released a chill: "I warn you again, if you dare to slander our Warriors Guild and related people again, I have the right to execute you.
Sanctions!”
"Just you?" Daojun An Lin sneered, his face full of ridicule.
Whoosh!
At the same time, a shining flying sword floated beside Daojun An Lin.
"Huh?" Huang Xiwu Sheng's pupils shrank, and the true energy in his body surged out, releasing a thick golden aura on the surface of his body. At the same time, a huge alloy sword appeared in his hand.
"What? You want to fight me? With such a short distance, I can kill you with just one thought!" Daojun An Lin said coldly, and the flying sword floating beside him released cold killing intent.
Martial Saint Huang Xi suddenly felt a chill on his back, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "I know your strength, but before you kill me, my sword can also crush your body."
Taojun Anlin snorted when he heard this.
Martial Saint Huang Xi could not block his flying sword, and his body, which was only at the level of a martial artist, could not block Martial Saint Huang Xi's sword either.
If the two of them take action, at such a distance, both of them will die.
However, Daojun An Lin did not retreat and still stared coldly at Martial Saint Huang Xi.
Martial Saint Huang Xi couldn't stand the chill of the flying sword, so he retreated into the distance and said in a solemn voice: "Master An Lin, I know you are angry because of Wang Feng's death. For the sake of the Cultivation Guild, I don't care this time.
.However, you'd better be more careful next time, our Warriors Guild is not someone to be trifled with!"
After saying that, Martial Saint Huang Xi retreated towards the distance.
Daojun An Lin was also preparing to board the plane and leave. After all, he also felt that Wang Feng must have died in the ruins, although he was very sorry.
However--
"Master Anlin, wait for me!"
A familiar voice came.
An Lin Daojun's legs trembled as he was about to step into the cabin, and he couldn't help but turn around.
Not far away, Huang Xiwu Sheng, who was about to leave, also looked back with a shocked face. For a moment, his pupils shrank.
In the flame space not far away, a burst of light flickered, and then a familiar figure flew toward Daojun An Lin with a flying knife!
"Wang Feng!" Huang Xiwu Sheng's face was shocked and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"Wang Feng!" Daojun An Lin was also shocked, but his eyes were full of surprise.
