The disciple of the Demon Sealing God Clan was slightly startled, and read out the final results in disbelief.
The Demon-Sealing Tower, nine floors!
This is a level that only the direct disciples of the ancestral realm elders can pass through.
The experts at these levels are basically over a hundred years old, and Ling Feng...
Although the appearance is not accurate, it is definitely not more than fifty years old!
What kind of monster is this guy!
He was able to get through the ninth floor unscathed!
Of course, Ling Feng was able to escape unscathed because his opponent on the ninth floor was instantly killed by the ancestor of the Jiuli God Clan.
He had never experienced a war at all and passed easily.
Otherwise, with his strength, it is not impossible to pass through the ninth floor, but it is definitely impossible to escape unscathed.
But now...
After getting the fire elixir from Ancestor Jiuli, Ling Feng had only one feeling, that is, everyone in the ancestral realm is scum!
A fire can burn you to death!
"Ninth floor? How is it possible?"
"Is there something wrong? How could he break through the ninth floor?"
The warriors who were watching around were all dumbfounded.
How could such a young boy with just the aura of a primary saint be able to break through to the ninth level?
This is too far-fetched!
Even Qin Ming's face froze.
Ninth floor?
Even he doubted whether he heard it wrong. Although Ling Feng was incredible, it was only about a year before he broke through to the Saint level!
A year ago, he witnessed it with his own eyes!
And in such a year, for ordinary saint-level experts, it may be just time to take a nap, but Ling Feng has actually become so powerful?
Is it possible that his talent is enough to rival the top monsters of the three high-level gods?
Yan Jinghong also clenched his fists.
He passed the seventh floor, which was already the limit, but Ling Feng passed directly through the ninth floor!
Of course, in fact, Ling Feng was a man who had been to the eighteenth floor.
However, the model tested only had nine layers. Otherwise, if even the eighteenth layer lit up, they probably would have suspected that the device being tested was broken.
After all, from the ninth level and above, that is where the ancestral realm level monsters are sealed!
At this time, even the old man who had been lazily closing his eyes and concentrating on the cattail leaf fan could not help but be stunned and stared at Ling Feng.
Finally, he jumped up from the rocking chair and appeared in front of Ling Feng.
"Senior is..."
Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, because the other party's aura was also very scary!
This is clearly a strong man in the ancestral realm!
"Follow me."
The old man shouted low and flashed out of the way. Before Ling Feng had time to react, he was grabbed by the arm and dragged by the old man, quickly flying forward.
Ling Feng was horrified. In front of this old man, he had no room for resistance at all!
"Who is he? Why did you want to capture Ling Feng?"
Tuoba Yan bit his silver teeth, looked at Ling Feng's retreating back, and frowned at Qin Ming.
"Don't worry, that's Elder Li who guards the Demon-Sealing Tower. His strength ranks among the top five even among the elders of the Demon-Sealing God Clan. Brother Ling must have been spotted by Elder Li! Look!
It seems that Brother Ling can not only become a true disciple, but even a direct disciple!"
Qin Ming shook his head and smiled, indicating that Tuoba Yan didn't need to worry.
Yan Jinghong, on the other hand, frowned. It seemed that this time, he was one step ahead of Ling Feng again.
…
Not long after, the old man dragged Ling Feng and rushed into a palace. In an instant, several sharp auras swept past. Ling Feng felt like he was being seen from the inside out, which made his hair stand on end.
Good guy, there are all the Ancestral Realm powerhouses in this hall!
Ling Feng swallowed hard, sweating slightly on his forehead.
But fortunately, I just saw a powerful Void Immortal in the ancestral realm not long ago, so that’s nothing.
"Elders, I have found another good seedling."
The old man dragging Ling Feng stopped and shouted excitedly.
"What kind of good idea makes you so excited, Elder Li?"
The gentle voice sounded, rippling like water, passing through his heart, which immediately made Elder Li's excited mood calm down a little.
The speaker was an old woman with gray hair, but her complexion was very rosy and without any wrinkles.
She is also the only female elder in this hall.
In addition to her, there are eight other old men in this hall, and one of them is followed by a man who doesn't look too old. He wears a gold crown and is dressed in gorgeous clothes. He looks like he has a certain age.
A dignified air of self-respect and dignity.
It seems that he is a child of a distinguished family.
At this time, everyone's eyes were all looking at Ling Feng. The nine elders in the hall were all curious. As for the young man with the golden crown, he looked at Ling Feng with a bit of disdain.
"Hey, this is what I call a good seedling!"
Elder Li stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "He just came out of the Demon-Sealing Tower. Guess which floors he has passed?"
"The boy who can make you, Li Chunyang, so excited must be at least the seventh level."
One of the old men, who looked majestic and burly, said calmly.
"Humph, what does the seventh level mean?"
Li Chunyang snorted softly, "This boy has directly passed through the ninth floor!"
"What?!"
"Are you serious?"
For a moment, Ling Feng felt an astonishing light flash through the eyes of the nine old men, as if they were about to pierce through Ling Feng's body.
As for the young warrior who looked disdainful before, his eyelids twitched and he looked at Ling Feng, obviously in disbelief.
"What's your cultivation level?"
One of the green-robed elders looked at Ling Feng and suddenly frowned, "It's strange that I can't see through your specific cultivation level. I can only roughly sense that you are only at the early stage of Saint level?"
"Little guy, what level is your cultivation in the Nine Transformation Realm?"
An old man with white hair next to him asked.
Ling Feng shrugged and said helplessly: "Seventh level."
"Seventh level?"
Everyone was stunned, "Saint level? But you..."
Before he finished speaking, Ling Feng had completely opened the Forging Qi Hunyuan Lock. In an instant, the power of the Holy Lord swept across, and everyone's expressions changed.
"It is indeed a saint-level one!"
Everyone nodded slightly, which made sense.
Ling Feng closed the Hunyuan Lock again. It was not a fight, so there was no need to keep the Hunyuan Lock open.
The white-haired old man's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ling Feng. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Ling Feng's arm. After observing it carefully for a moment, his eyelids twitched suddenly.
"The bone age is only thirty!"
A white-haired old man with twitching eyelids. He is a saint-level man under thirty years old. This kid’s talent is too incredible!
"The Holy Lord, who is less than thirty years old, has even passed the ninth floor of the Demon Sealing Tower. His talent is much higher than that of my great-great-grandson!"
The elder with a young man beside him shook his head and smiled. The other elders had no reaction, but the young man's eyes changed. Ling Feng felt a hint of coldness. This came from this young man.
hostility.
Ling Feng shrugged. He was mediocre if he was not envied by others. He had long been used to similar things.
However, I hope he doesn't ask for trouble, otherwise, no matter what his identity is, he will still end up miserable!
(PS: The old rule is to ask for votes at the beginning of the month~ It’s my business whether you ask for it or not, and it’s your business whether you give it or not. If you don’t give it, I’ll kneel down and ask again~)