The heaven and earth space in the secret realm suddenly made a rumbling sound, and the entire area began to shake.
Ye Feng, who was closing his eyes and resting, suddenly opened his eyes and saw the sky above his head turning into a huge vortex, flashing with a soul-catching luster.
His mind moved, and he immediately understood what was going on. He quickly put the flame lion king who was guarding the side to the spirit beast bag.
It's time to close the secret realm.
At this moment, a white light shot down from the vortex, forming some communication with the golden token on Ye Feng's head. This token began to flash continuously, bursting out a wave of space mystery.
Then a white light flashed, and Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
At the same time, in various places in the assessment secret realm, white lights flashed and figures continued to disappear...
The next moment.
On a huge square made of white jade, countless lights and shadows fell to the ground, and in an instant, there were figures of people appearing on the square.
This space square is made of all white stones, smooth and beautiful. It is many times more beautiful, wider and cleaner than Luo'an Royal City, a powerful country in the Western Tang Dynasty.
Compared with this, Luo'an City, which is considered a big city in Yuanwu Continent, is simply a small country town.
This is within the Wanjue Sect, like an illusion. Except for the warriors present, they all have bloody smells, destroying some beauty, and are like the world where immortals live.
However, Ye Feng was not in the mood to appreciate the magical scenery around Wanjue Sect, but frowned and looked around.
A figure fell down and stood in the wide square. All the warriors who left the secret realm of assessment alive only occupied a corner of the huge square, making the place look particularly empty.
The number of people who survived... was less than three thousand.
The faces of the warrior who appeared in this square are sad, confused, excited, and surprised.
These people looked at each other, but looked at each other speechlessly.
Five days ago, I entered the secret realm. There were tens of thousands of selected martial artists from all over the country, but only less than 3,000 were left alive. The loss rate reached at least 90%.
It can be called hell on earth, extremely tragic.
Ye Feng's 140,000 points were naturally one of the focus of everyone's attention, but a thrilling sound soon came from the crowd.
When he turned his head, his eyes also showed strange light.
Because Ye Feng discovered that on an inconspicuous position on the edge of the square not far from him, there was a graceful woman in a green robe and a mask standing. She couldn't see her appearance clearly, but on the woman's head
Points... have reached more than 154,000 points...
It's actually more than myself.
Seeing this scene, Ye Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. There are really hidden dragons and tigers in the world, and there are many talents.
While Ye Feng looked at the woman in the mask, the woman's eyes suddenly swept towards Ye Feng. As her eyes crossed, a hint of doubt suddenly arose in Ye Feng's heart.
This look seemed a little familiar.
But for a moment, he couldn't remember where he had seen it. Just as Ye Feng was still savoring it carefully, a surprise voice came from his ears: "Ha, Brother Ye, you are so awesome, you actually...140,000 points
…”
"Brother Pang Lin?"
Ye Feng smiled and turned around, and indeed saw Pang Lin walking towards him.
Pang Lin was different at this moment than five days ago. He was covered in blood and a bandage with black and dirty blood was wrapped around his chest. Although he was still energetic, he could see that the injuries he suffered were also
Very heavy.
Just look at the long and black bandage marks, as long as the wound is positioned a little further upward, or one inch deeper, Pang Lin is definitely a dead person.
Obviously, Pang Lin’s life was not easy for five days in the secret realm.
But then Ye Feng moved his surprised gaze to Pang Lin's head. In addition to his cultivation level being promoted to the ninth level of the innate realm, he found that Pang Lin's head had actually reached more than 12,000 points.
This number is really good for a warrior who has just entered the ninth level of innate nature.
Pang Lin not only survived the attack of the beast tide, but also achieved impressive results.
"You are not bad either, you have 12,000 points, and you are more than enough to become an outer disciple of Wanjue Sect."
Ye Feng, who was facing forward, held Pang Lin's palm, perhaps the vibration from his arms made Pang Lin grin and show a painful expression.
"You are hurt? It's okay." Ye Feng asked embarrassedly.
"It's okay. After the beast tide ended, a few people were blinded and wanted to attack me, but were killed by me. This wound was left by one of the nine-level masters." Pang Lin's face was full of pride, but then he brought him a slight burden.
He said to Ye Feng with gratitude, "Brother Ye, if you hadn't taught me some fighting experience in other courtyards, you might not have seen me this time."
Ye Feng did not teach Pang Lin specific martial arts skills, but he taught Pang Lin how to use his strengths to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, and to play his strongest attacks.
For a warrior, at some moments, these things are more effective than martial arts.
"Where is it, it's because Brother Pang Lin, you are not weak, you can understand it at a glance. How dare Ye Feng take credit?" Ye Feng waved his hand with a smile.
"Brother Ye, I have made up your friend, I didn't say anything. Brother Ye, what instructions do you have in the future? I will go to the water in Pang Linhuo, and I will never stop saying anything." Pang Lin was still grateful.
An honest person like Pang Lin often finds it difficult to change what he believes in. Since he insists on saying this, Ye Feng can only smile bitterly and let him go.
"Brother Pang Lin, in the future, we will support each other in the sect, make progress together, and climb the peak of martial arts together!"
"good……"
The two palms were tightly held together again...
At this moment, a large group of people appeared at the entrance of the square. Ye Feng raised his head and cast his eyes...