In the end, there were only a hundred or so of the best elite masters left who were killed from the seventh realm, Ye Feng was surprised to find that Zhao Mo had also killed him, and his Hades Gate, when he was actually fighting in the eighth realm, exerted an amazing strength, which showed how fast he was growing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

So far, in Wolong Academy, there are only two left, Ye Feng and Zhao Mo, and they naturally walk side by side, at this moment, the name Zhao Mo is also firmly remembered by the students who are watching the battle from the outside.

There was no time to rest, everyone rushed directly into the ninth space, this was the last grinding space, when Ye Feng stepped in, he saw that there were no more figures of virtual energy humans and beasts in front of him, but suddenly changed in front of him, and all kinds of illusions appeared, or magnificent and beautiful scenery, or stormy waves, or the fierce figure of the enemy, or the charming figure of the beautiful shadow......

Ye Feng's soul power, extremely tenacious, shook his head, his eyes were empty, there was nothing, he suddenly understood, this last space, the tempered martial arts heart of the martial arts, just now was just the first wave, and there are destined to be more illusions of tempered minds in the future, just like the silent invasion and penetration of evil ghosts, no one can avoid it, unless the heart of the martial arts is extremely firm, in order to get rid of the illusion, not to be moved, and to complete the journey smoothly.

This is not a matter of hands, it consumes the energy of the star soul, but it is even more dangerous, once you fall into it, you can't extricate yourself, and you will be teleported out and eliminated on the spot.

Ye Feng saw that there were many talented people around him, with various looks on their faces, some were angry, they seemed to be meeting the enemy, some were joyful, they seemed to be the phantoms of meeting their beloved relatives, and some were nostalgic, they seemed to be the phantoms of meeting their parents and elders...... It's different, some can get rid of it quickly, and some have a look on their faces, getting stronger and stronger......

Airplanes...... More than a dozen talents were teleported out in an instant, and after going through the eightfold tempering test, they didn't even survive the first wave of illusion tests, which is a pity.

After walking a short distance, Ye Feng suddenly felt that the clouds and mist were rising all over the place, and an incomparably beautiful ** figure emerged, the beautiful and amazing fairy-like shadow, which made people spurt blood, and her blood was spurting, she smiled, walked towards him slowly, gently stretched out her two lotus arms, and hugged his chest and back, he could clearly feel the taste of two nephrite jade sticking to his strong chest, everything was like a real thing......

"Hmph!" Ye Feng snorted heavily, the illusion disappeared, he strode forward, and after walking for a while, the third wave of illusion suddenly floated......

It turned out to be Chongxiao's figure, he stood in front of him arrogantly, shouting: "Ye Feng, the master destroyed your city gate and killed your goalkeeper, what can you do to me? You kind of come to fight with me? You shrunken turtle, a cowardly and fearful coward, dare to fight with me? Dare?

Ye Feng looked at the illusion in front of him with great interest, shouting and performing in front of him, everything was like a real Chongxiao, challenging him, he was a little strange, this illusion array, could it be that he captured a powerful heart demon as a formation soul? Otherwise, how could he see through the trace of killing intent against Chongxiao in his heart? He actually even transformed Chongxiao, if it weren't for his strong spirit, if he saw through this pure illusion, he rushed up to fight with him, I am afraid that he would have to be teleported out immediately and lose the qualification to enter the finals.

The illusion of rushing into the sky, lest he keep enough calm, scolding and provoking him in every way, calling him a turtle with a shrunken head, cowardly, all the purpose is to stimulate the anger in his heart, make him unstable, and rush over to fight him.

"Break!" Ye Feng snorted coldly, the phantom of Chongxiao suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, he saw that another Chongxiao seemed to have fallen into a phantom scene, his angry face was red and his neck was thick, and his eyes spewed out murderous flames, Ye Feng suddenly wanted to laugh, it is very likely that Chongxiao touched his illusion and was yelling at him in every way to scold and provoke, no wonder he was so angry, of course, this was just his conjecture, not the person concerned, and he could not experience the phantom test he encountered.

But then, Chong Xiao dissolved the illusion in front of him, only to see him secretly breathe a sigh of relief, gasp a few times, and suddenly saw Ye Feng who was staring at him, and suddenly his two eyes showed an astonishing killing intention, which made Ye Feng even more suspicious that he had just encountered the illusion of himself insulting and shouting at him.

One report and one report, Ye Feng suddenly felt that the trace of anger aroused by the shouting and provocation of the phantom that rushed into the sky just now disappeared, smiled coldly, and walked forward.

Not to be outdone, Chongxiao also took a step and walked towards a deeper grinding space.

Ye Feng cultivated the soul battle technique, and his state of mind broke through to the double realm of becoming a soldier with one thought, although there were many tempering illusions in this space, they were all seen through and resolved by him, and he found that he encountered a lot of illusion grinding, which should be because his mental strength was far stronger than others, almost every dozens of steps, he encountered one, while others often walked hundreds of steps, or even thousands of steps, before they could encounter a soul tempering......

This is actually the same as the first eight spaces, the faster you fly, the more you consume, Ye Feng understood this principle, so he strengthened his confidence, and dissolved the illusion in front of him one after another, and soon, he was about to come to an end, and he was the first to step out of this illusion sharpening space.

Hum, the figure of his father suddenly appeared in front of him, he was covered in blood, between his chest and abdomen, pierced dozens of blood holes, and walked towards him with difficulty: "Feng'er, I walked all over the green mountains, looking for your mother, and finally found it, but I was beaten so miserably by her people, I was about to die of blood, I worked hard for my father, come to see you for the last time, Feng'er, for my father's life, it's so hard, come here, let me touch your face for the end......"

Father Ye Honglie's words were bloody, his voice was tearful, his tone was trembling, miserable, but he was full of strong father-son affection, and Ye Feng's heart moved when he heard it, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Knowing that this is all an illusion in front of him, but when his father resigned as the head of the family, he did go to find his biological mother, and he has not seen any news so far, Ye Feng's daily leisure time, thinking of his father's nowhere to be found, often feels a moment of amazement, he ordered Jian Nu and others, with a large amount of gold and silver, to look everywhere, but so far, there has been no news.

This damn illusion array can actually peek through this father-son friendship hidden in his heart, and the conjured soul test makes his soul as strong as Ye Feng, and his heart and soul are almost shaken.

Father, I hope you can come back with your mother as soon as possible, even if you can't find it, come back quickly, the child has given you the old today, created a palace of honor, just waiting for you to come back, a filial piety......