No one expected that the final test would be about immortality.
For practitioners, everyone who embarks on the path to immortality has more or less obtained the destiny of immortality; some people have obtained the destiny of immortality that is large enough and numerous to support them as they go higher and higher; and some people continue to obtain the destiny of immortality.
Let them become stars that will never fall; but some people's celestial destiny is shallow and powerless, and in the end they can only be lost in the sea of humanity.
Although every practitioner feels the celestial being, few people can explain clearly what the celestial being truly is.
"I really didn't expect that the last level would be the test of immortality."
The Holy Son of Suzaku laughed loudly and said loudly, "I was born as the Holy Son of the Holy Land. My parents are both the Holy Sons and Saints of the Holy Land. When I was eight years old, my qualifications were tested for the first time. It was the qualification of the first-grade Suzaku Fire! Who can talk about immortal fate?
Can your immortal destiny be more prosperous than mine? Along the way, all my enemies have been no match for me, and the treasures my sect has given me are rare in the world. If I don’t have an immortal destiny, who will?"
Having said this, he strode forward and came to the huge statue of Yan Lei Holy Lord, kowtowed three times.
Then he saw a formation rising in front of him, with a round ball of light on the formation.
He quickly stood up and placed his palms on the ball of light.
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The confident Son of Suzaku looked at the ball of light in his hand, but there was no change. He picked up his palm and pressed it again, but there was still no change.
"Impossible! I don't even have a chance to be immortal?" Saint Son of Suzaku looked at his palm with disbelief on his face.
At this time, everyone else came over.
The Holy Son of Yaochi smiled and said, "Brother Zhuque, there is no need to worry. I have recently read a lot of books on the secret collection of Yaochi Holy Land. It is said that the Yanlei Holy Lord is very strict in the selection of descendants, and many of his ancestors have passed all the levels.
In the end, there will be no immortality."
"That's right." The Yaochi Saint also followed, "The first four levels are difficult to say and easy to say. But why hasn't the inheritance of Yan Lei Holy Lord been taken away by anyone so far? It's because of the past.
Those seniors have no destiny."
After hearing this, Saint Zhuque's face looked much better.
He walked aside unwillingly, cursing to himself, "If you pass the test and pass the test, you will not be passed on, and many people will die halfway. Isn't this a joke?"
Then, Yaochi Shengzi turned around and said, "Brother Xia Yu, you go first?"
Xia Yu made a gesture of invitation, "The Holy Son invites you first."
"That's fine."
To be honest, although Yaochi Shengzi looks like a humble gentleman, he is actually a very proud person in his heart.
He felt that if among the six people present, he should be the one with the destiny to be immortal!
Speaking of identity, qualifications and character, he is definitely better than the other five people. He is the only one who can carry forward the inheritance left by Yan Lei Holy Lord. If Yan Lei Holy Lord does not choose him, he is really blind.
Thinking of this, he also bowed three times in front of the huge statue of Flame and Thunder Lord, and then stood up and put his hands on the formation platform.
Just like the Suzaku Son, when he pressed his palm, there was no reaction at all.
"This..." Yaochi Shengzi's face was full of disbelief. He raised his hand and then pressed it down.
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Still exactly the same.
"Hahaha!" Holy Son Suzaku laughed loudly.
After confirming that he did not have the fate of immortality, he hoped that no one else would have the fate of immortality either. It would be best to continue as before, so that no one could receive the inheritance.
Fortunately, the Holy Son of Yaochi has good self-cultivation. He smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that I am not destined. That's all. Come on."
Even the Holy Son of Yaochi was a little disheartened at the moment and stood aside.
Xia Yu originally went up to touch him later, but Saintess and Peng Bo both looked at him and said with a smile, "Brother Xia is a very likely person, please invite me first."
"Me?" Xia Yu thought about it and walked up. After bowing three times, he touched the light ball with his hand.
When he touched the ball of light, Holy Son Suzaku and Holy Son Yaochi both looked nervously.
For them, Xia Yu puts the greatest pressure on them, so Xia Yu is very likely to succeed!
But the result is the same, nothing happens.
Xia Yu suddenly thought secretly in his heart and came up with some ideas. He was not sad at all, but stood aside.
Seeing Xia Yu's failure, Holy Son Suzaku felt much better and took the initiative to smile and said, "Brother Xia, don't be upset. I now know that this Flame and Thunder Saint is just playing tricks on others! No one has succeeded in so many years.
Even in tens of thousands of years, I’m afraid no one will succeed.”
The Holy Son of Yaochi did not speak, but just nodded.
In his opinion, they and Xia Yu are the most likely people this time.
Now that the three of them have been eliminated, the remaining three will not succeed, and this time they may be in vain again.
Just as they guessed, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi and Peng Bo of the Oral Demon Sect also failed to be eliminated, and there was no movement in the formation.
In the end there was only one Qiao Feng left.
The Suzaku Saint laughed loudly, "It's impossible, it's impossible, and it won't be possible this time. After I saw it, I simply let the news out and said that the Flame and Thunder Holy Lord was just playing tricks on others. Let's see who comes back to break through the barrier in the future!"
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The Holy Son and Holy Lady of Yaochi also shook their heads. In their opinion, the current situation seems to be really like this.
Fatty Peng Bo sighed, but actually he was still very proud in his heart.
Unexpectedly, it was not successful. It seems that there is a reason why no one has obtained the inheritance of Flame and Thunder Saint Lord for so many years.
However, Xia Yu smiled and said, "Everyone, don't be impatient, we still have one last person."
"Him?" Even Bloomberg shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Qiao Feng has the lowest cultivation level here and is the oldest. It can be said that it doesn't matter what he wants. If Xia Yu had brought him here, he would not be qualified to enter the gate of the Bronze Palace!
Even Qiao Feng himself didn't have much confidence.
Xia Yu, however, was unusually confident and said with a smile, "As cultivators, we feel that the most magical and uncontrollable thing is immortality! So it's hard to say that immortality is a thing. The more impossible it is for someone to get it, the more likely it is that someone will get it.
It’s possible to get it.”
Having said this, he said again, "Brother, it's your turn, take action."
"good."
Qiao Feng didn't have much confidence at first, but since Xia Yu urged him like this, he couldn't be looked down upon by outsiders.
He took two steps forward, knelt on the mat, and bowed three times to Holy Lord Yanlei. Then he stood up and placed his hand on the light ball in front of him.
Something unexpected happened to everyone.
When his palm touched the ball of light, the ball of light immediately lit up and emitted thousands of rays of light.
The light became brighter and brighter, illuminating Qiao Feng's surprised face, and then his whole body. An extremely huge projection projected Qiao Feng's shadow into the thunder sea outside.
Immediately, a loud dragon roar suddenly came from the light ball under Qiao Feng, and an ancient thunder dragon with blue lightning flashing all over its body and a golden divine thunder on its head slowly swam out...
"How is that possible?" Everyone present was stunned.
No one expected that the person with the least hope of success would actually receive the inheritance of the Flame and Thunder Saint!
Xia Yu was smiling. He had just guessed that it was probably Qiao Feng!
In the previous level, Qiao Feng clearly failed, but in the end he was lucky enough to pass.
What is this? This is fairy fate!
Somehow, someone is helping Qiao Feng, this is immortal fate!
Qiao Feng himself didn't expect it at all, but he soon understood.
I saw this ancient thunder dragon that slowly swam out, circled, and pounced on his chest.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, the thunder dragon swam into a transparent crystal necklace on his chest.
When Qiao Feng saw such a scene, he suddenly realized that the so-called fairy fate was actually this transparent crystal jade token!
The little girl named Youyou he met before must not be a mortal!
"His!"
Everyone took a breath of air, with greed in their eyes.
Everyone understood it now.
Why Qiao Feng can be inherited is not because of anything else, but because Xia Yu has this jade necklace!
So if this jade necklace is in my hands, will the situation be different?
Thinking of this, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of Saint Suzaku, and then his body turned into a fiery red light and shadow.
Suzaku’s Nine Transformations!
He wants to kill Qiao Feng and seize the immortal fate!
"Seeking death!" Xia Yu had been on guard against this for a long time, and almost at the same time, his figure suddenly moved.
However, before Xia Yu could take action, he heard the sound of thunder coming from the mouth of the giant Flame Thunder Saint above his head, "You are seeking death for trying to attack the disciples I have carefully selected!"
When the Holy Son Suzaku heard the rolling thunder, he turned pale with fright and quickly shouted, "Senior, I was wrong."
After saying that, his figure turned into a fiery red Suzaku light and shadow, flying directly from the top of the mountain to the boundless thunder sea outside.
"Where can you escape to in this saint's cave?"
The huge Flame Thunder Holy Lord raised his hand and pointed at the back of the Suzaku Holy Son, "Thunder Holy Prison!"
With a click, a huge and terrifying thunder struck straight on the body of the Suzaku Saint...