"Should we kill him? Maybe he has some treasure on his body, so he has such strength. Even if he doesn't have any treasure, he can still kill a genius with unlimited potential in the Qilin tribe."
Two seventh-level semi-immortals from the Golden Crow tribe communicated with Lu Ao through sound transmission with their spiritual consciousness.
After hearing this, Lu Ao couldn't help but feel a little moved. In terms of talent and potential, he asked himself that no one in the current demon world could compare with him.
But compared with Ye Feng, he seems to be much worse. Ye Feng only has a late eighth-level cultivation level, so he is not weaker than himself. What if his cultivation level reaches the ninth level in the future, and he even becomes a half-immortal?
If such a genius is allowed to grow up, he may really be able to compete with him, and may also threaten the status of the Golden Crow clan.
But Lu Ao was not an impulsive and reckless person. He glanced at the three people from the True Dragon Clan out of the corner of his eye and said through a message: "Don't act rashly yet. The trial temple should be opening soon. Is he comparable to me?"
The talent potential depends on what level of qualification he can obtain in the Trial Temple!"
Not only the three people from the Golden Crow Clan, but the three people from the True Dragon Clan also had the same idea, but because they were afraid of each other, no one took action.
Ye Feng has long understood the murderous intention. No matter how cleverly these people hide their murderous intentions, they can never escape his perception.
"If these guys attack me together, even if my cultivation reaches the late stage of the Martial Saint, I will have no choice but to run away."
Ye Feng is not blindly confident in his own strength. Among these people are five seventh-level semi-immortals and one of the top geniuses of the Golden Crow clan.
Although Lu Ao's cultivation level is only half-immortal level, but he is known as the number one genius. Those old guys from the Golden Crow tribe will definitely give him a lot of treasures. His cultivation level is not worth mentioning, but his strength cannot be underestimated.
If there was only one seventh-level semi-immortal, Ye Feng was confident that he could defeat him. If there were two, he would be stretched thin. If there were more than three, he would have no choice but to run away.
However, if his cultivation reached the peak of the Martial Saint, Ye Feng would no longer take the seventh level semi-immortal in his eyes. Even if he was at the ninth level, he would still have the confidence to fight.
In the gray sky of the Demon God Ancient Realm, a golden light suddenly appeared, and the entire Ancient Realm was shrouded in endless golden light.
Everyone was attracted by this vision and focused their gazes on the sky.
A golden figure seemed to be walking from the edge of the sky, standing on the top of the nine heavens. With every step he took, his figure became taller and taller. In the blink of an eye, he was already tens of thousands of feet tall, like an ancient giant with a blurry face.
The whole body is covered with golden light, sacred and majestic.
A vast and endless coercion spread, making everyone have the urge to kneel on the ground and worship.
This coercion far exceeds the power of immortals and has reached a higher level and meaning.
Divine power, the pressure of a powerful person in the divine realm!
Of course, this is not the pressure of a truly powerful person in the divine realm. Otherwise, these geniuses who entered the ancient realm would be turned into nothingness and powder under the divine power.
Ye Feng stared at it, and saw that tall figure tens of thousands of feet tall and majestic. It should be a projection left by the demon god Bi Fang in the lower world.
Just a projection, it seems to be invincible, making people unable to think of competing.
Suddenly, the phantom of the demon god slowly stretched out a palm, with its fingers spread out, and there was an ancient palace floating in the palm.
"The Trial Temple is open!" For a time, many saint geniuses throughout the ancient domain became excited.
Only Ye Feng looked at this scene with confusion, not knowing why.
"The trial temple in ancient legends..." Lu Ao looked at it with his hands behind his back, his expression full of expectation.
Ye Feng heard his muttering to himself, and his eyes flashed with brilliance.
"Trial Temple? Is this the true meaning of the Ancient Demon God Realm?" Ye Feng speculated in his mind that he only knew about the division of qualifications for the four trials: mortal, immortal, divine, and holy.
At this moment, Lu Ao's eyes fell on him, and he smiled meaningfully: "I wonder what level of trial qualifications you can get in the temple, Ye Feng?"
Ye Feng didn't answer, just smiled.
The four so-called levels of mortal, immortal, divine and sage actually correspond to the realm of martial arts.
The mortal level corresponds to the ninth level of martial arts, from warrior to martial master.
Immortal is the division of fairyland, from human immortal to immortal.
God corresponds to the level of the realm of God, and the Holy Principle is a powerful existence that transcends the realm of God!
"Bifang Demon God can be divided into four levels, which contains the word 'holy'. Could it be that he has reached the height of saint in the divine domain, surpassed the demon god and became a demon saint?" Ye Feng's eyes flickered.
Saint-level existences, even in the divine realm, are powerful in the world. Taichu Shengzun, the founder of the art of overcoming heaven and creation, has the word "holy" in it.
Zun means supreme, and means the limit. The so-called saint is the supreme among saint-level existences!
Ye Feng is also looking forward to it. I wonder what level his talents and qualifications will be rated by the demon god?
God level, holy level, or lower than imagined, only mortal level, immortal level?
Ye Feng saw many human figures flying into the air, flying towards the ancient palace held by the demon god's virtual shadow.
The same was true for Lu Ao and others who were with him. Ye Feng immediately stepped into the air and followed behind these people to the so-called Trial Temple.
The phantom of the demon god tens of thousands of feet tall seems to have a pair of eyes staring at everyone who falls in front of the temple.
Ye Feng felt a little uneasy. After all, this was a trial place left by the demon god of the demon world. He was not a demon in the true sense. If the demon god's shadow saw the clues, would he be killed on the spot?
This possibility is not impossible, so when he was still some distance away from the Trial Temple, Ye Feng suddenly stopped and frowned.
Suddenly, he saw the phantom of the demon god turning its head, and there seemed to be a pair of invisible eyes looking at him.
His heart trembled, and Ye Feng was more nervous than ever at this moment.
At the same time, many saint geniuses gathered in front of the Trial Temple also looked curiously, not knowing why Ye Feng attracted the attention of the demon god.
Lu Ao frowned. As the number one genius of the Golden Crow tribe, the blood of the demon god flows in his body. However, the demon god in ancient legends did not pay attention to him. Would he look at a foreigner differently?
No one knew how nervous Ye Feng was at this moment. The phantom of the demon god was just an invisible glance, which put more pressure on him than when he faced Immortal Lord Hu Ze.
He felt that everything about him had been seen through. No matter it was the human-shaped soul in the sea of consciousness, or the foundation of the divine tower he had condensed, or even the Heaven-Seizing Cauldron and the Creation Furnace, none of them could be concealed. There was no secret at all.
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But soon, the demon god's phantom's gaze retracted, and the vast and unpredictable aura that enveloped Ye Feng also disappeared without a trace.
"call……"
He let out a long breath, and his back was unknowingly soaked with cold sweat.
At that moment, he was sure that the secret that he was not a demon had been seen through, but the demon god's shadow did not make any move. Could it be that he turned a blind eye to him?
"Master, you are worrying too much. A demon god is in a state where his magnanimity and magnanimity are far beyond those of ordinary people. Even if he sees that you are a human being, he will treat you as an equal. This is the magnanimity of a demon god." The voice of the Spirit of Creation said.
Suddenly it sounded in the sea of consciousness.
Hearing this, Ye Feng seemed to understand but the spirit of creation was right. For the strong men in the divine realm, they all have their own tolerance and mind, so they would not be embarrassed by their status as a person who has not even entered the fairyland.
's junior.
"Then are you going to go to the Trial Temple or not?" Ye Feng was still a little worried.
"My suggestion is to go." said the Spirit of Creation.
"Is there really no danger?"
"Probably not."
The Spirit of Creation did not give a definite answer. She was only responsible for assisting Ye Feng. The specific choice depends on him.
Ye Feng is not usually an indecisive person, but this was a matter of his life and death, so he still hesitated for a moment.
"In that case, let's give it a try. Isn't there a saying that wealth can be found in danger?" Ye Feng made a decision and walked towards the Trial Temple.
The phantom of the demon god did not continue to stare at him. It was like a mammoth that accidentally noticed an ant under its feet. After taking a look, it lost interest.
All the living saint geniuses gathered in front of the Trial Temple, one hundred and ninety people. After a period of time, there were only less than one hundred and three people left.
The probability of death is still very high. The surviving members of the nine holy clans gathered together, and Ye Feng naturally came to the side of the Qilin Saint clan.
The Golden Crow clan has the largest number of people, and there were ten more people to enter. The Tianpeng clan and the White Tiger clan lost the most people, and the Qilin Saint clan also lost four people.
"Where's the Golden Rakshasa?" Lei Hao looked around and frowned.
"Dead." Qing Rushui's expression showed a trace of sadness.
"What's going on?"
"We found an ancient elixir, but we didn't expect that there were strange beasts guarding it near the elixir..."
This kind of situation is the most common, and everyone can only sigh. The principle of danger and opportunity coexisting, the elders of the clan have warned it countless times before entering the ancient domain.
Ye Feng also thought of the strange beasts that appeared when he discovered the Blood Essence Fruit. The reason why the Demon God Ancient Realm is called a place of experience is that it is naturally impossible for the geniuses who come in to gain something for nothing. If you want to obtain high-level treasures, you must have enough.
Strength will do.
Even the Chaos Fire Seed without the protection of alien beasts, ordinary people do not have the strength to conquer. The reason why Ye Feng easily captured it was because of the Creation Furnace. If it had been anyone else, even the innate Taoist soldiers and the best Taoist soldiers would have been defeated by the power of the Fire Seed.
Burned to ashes.
Time passed, and no one else came. Before the trial temple was opened, eighty-seven people had already died in the ancient domain.
"Rumble..."
The golden temple looked like a majestic mountain in front of everyone's eyes, and the giant door opened slowly, accompanied by a roar.
A piece of brilliance poured out from the opened giant door. Everyone was enveloped in this brilliance. There was no dangerous aura. Instead, they felt that their bodies were enveloped in warmth. The next moment, time and space changed and they disappeared in place.
When his vision returned, Ye Feng found that he was already in the temple.
Turning around and looking back, the huge door of the temple was covered with a golden light curtain, and the scene outside could still be vaguely seen.
The temple is filled with golden light, and the most eye-catching thing is the three black stone tablets.
The black stone tablets are undulating in height. The shortest stone tablet is ten feet high. On it is written the word "immortal" in ancient characters commonly used in the immortal world.
On another stone tablet more than ten feet high, there is the word "god" written on it.
The tallest stone tablet has the word "holy" written on it.
"Immortal, god, and saint, what are the corresponding trial qualification levels? Why is there no mortal level?" Ye Feng was surprised.
"If you are not a mortal, what qualifications do you have to be famous throughout the ages?" A voice came from nearby. The speaker was a demon cultivator from the White Tiger clan. Apparently, he had just heard Ye Feng's muttering to himself.
Ye Feng nodded. The definition of mortal level is the ninth level of martial arts. Those who are qualified to enter the trial place are all king-level geniuses. As long as they do not die midway, they will at least become demon immortals. The so-called mortal level naturally does not exist.
necessity of existence.
At the same time, Ye Feng noticed that there were some golden names written on the immortal-level stone tablets. They were all geniuses from the nine saint clans who had entered the Trial Temple to obtain immortal-level qualifications.
There is no indication as to whether these people finally obtain the lower, middle or upper level of immortality.
Lei Hao walked up to Ye Feng, pointed to a name on the immortal-level stone tablet, and said: "The last time the trial temple was opened, Qixinghuo was the genius of our Qilin clan. He was evaluated as an advanced immortal-level qualification and his name was engraved on it.
On the immortal monument, his name will last forever, and he will be admired by geniuses from all ages."
Ye Feng noticed that Qi Xinghuo's name was listed on the top of the Immortal Monument, and there were several names alongside him, which should be geniuses from other saint clans.
"So, the higher the ranking on the stone tablet, the higher the qualification evaluation obtained?" Ye Feng said.
"That's right." Lei Hao nodded, and immediately looked at the sacred monument and the holy monument, his eyes showing infinite yearning, "It's a pity that no one has been able to leave his name on these two stone monuments in the endless years."
Ye Feng also raised his eyes and saw that the sacred monument and the holy monument were empty, only black.
He smiled and said meaningfully: "There will be."
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