When the sturdy young man appeared on the plain, he found that the loose cultivator of the first level was sitting cross-legged on the ground and cultivating.

I couldn't help but close my pupils, I had a deep experience of the strength of the giant, and this young monk giant could be here in such a short period of time, so the strength was definitely not simple.

And the many young monks in the killing array suddenly felt the change in the formation, and the ghost wolf in front of them was at least twice as weak as just now, and they couldn't help but be ecstatic.

Cultivation continues to break out, constantly killing and harvesting the ghost wolf in front of him, and the higher the ranking, the richer the reward.

In just half an hour, thousands of monks on the plain passed the test of killing array.

"The trial is over, the top 1,000 have appeared, based on the last ranking, the ranking is viewed with spiritual sense" With the old man's soft snort, the illusion of the killing array disappeared without a trace, obviously the old man was a little dissatisfied with this trial.

The disciples in the array looked at the trial that had disappeared with regret on their faces.

"I'm ninety-ninety-eight, and I've made the cut," said one of the monks who was among the eliminated disciples, apparently ranking higher in the first trial.

Because the ranking is based on the addition of the two and the superposition of the ranking. Therefore, the top rankings of these disciples of the first trial were retained.

Li Feng glanced at his ranking, and actually ranked second, which was also reasonable, after all, he was the first this time, but the passage time of the phantom array was a little slower.

"First place: Huo Jun"

"Second place: Li Feng"

"Third place: Zhao Man"

"Fourth place: Yin Fufeng"

"5th Place: Wangwu Mountain"

"6th place: Effortless"

"7th place: Sword Seven"

"8th place: Wu Qingluo"

"No. 9: Rivers"

"10th place: Chen Feifei"

Li Feng saw the ranking, but he didn't expect that the guy in Wangwushan would be ranked fifth in the ranking this time, which made Li Feng feel puzzled, that guy's strength was not much different from his own.

However, it was surprising that Wu Qingluo was able to rank eighth, and the fat man Yu Dezhi was in the fifteenth place, and Li Feng behind him didn't take a closer look, but several people from Yunfeng Valley were on the list.

It is unbelievable that a few disciples from a third-rate sect should have so many talented disciples.

"In the next game, Li Feng will be disqualified," Tubaru snorted coldly with a sneer.

The anger in Li Feng's heart rose, he didn't know when he offended this elder, could it be because of the destruction of the formation. Li Feng felt in his heart that his actions did not violate the rules.

"Elder, I don't know why I was disqualified from participating in the competition" Li Feng looked at the white-faced elder calmly.

"Breaking the rules, leading to the unfairness of the trial, cheating, and dare to ask me" The white-faced old man's momentum was released like a tide, making the nearby disciples feel like they were in the ice cellar.

The white-faced elder's words caused the disciples below to be in an uproar, like a frying pan, but he didn't expect that there were disciples who broke the rules, he was really bold.

There were even some disciples who leaked a gloating expression, although they didn't get the ranking, but watching a disciple who was stronger than themselves being knocked down, it seemed that the mood just now was not so bad.

Sure enough, basing one's own happiness on the pain of others is one of the ways to make yourself happy.

And the main attack center of the old man where Li Feng was, the cold meaning on his body made Li Feng's face shiver, and his body trembled slightly.

"The rules don't say they can't be broken," Li Feng said word by word.

If it was really breaking the rules, then for his own behavior just now, the leading Wanhuamen old man would never let himself go back, and now the white-faced elder's behavior definitely had other reasons.

Li Feng really couldn't think of what the reason was.

"You Tubaru, will you use this method of suppressing disciples, don't you think you are despicable and shameless" The red-faced old man gave Li Feng an appreciative look, and stepped out, with a fiery aura, making the cold aura on Li Feng's body disappear suddenly. A warm slice.

"Isn't it breaking the rules, I hope you don't break the fairness of the tournament," said the elder of Tubaru, as if it were true. Let the red-faced old man have nothing to say.

"It's not your turn to decide, what are you," said the red-faced old man angrily.

The disciples below watched the quarrel between the two elders in amazement, and what they saw was the sound of inhalation. But most of them held back themselves, not daring to laugh or make a sound.

"You two are enough, let people see the joke" The leading elder said without favoritism, making the two of them silent.

"It's not a violation, after all, there are no such rules in this competition, and since this disciple of Li Feng can fight hard with me, it is naturally not a problem to defeat that giant."

The words of the old man made the disciples below in an uproar, and they looked at Li Feng with fear and some regret, but they didn't expect Li Feng to be able to compete with the elders.

I immediately regretted it.

"The next level is, the test of technique, this is the basis of the compulsory formation of this sect, I hope you will play well, one thousand into one hundred, I hope you will play well, and the failed disciples should not be discouraged, as long as you practice well, you will eventually get the right result" The leading old man encouraged the disciples below like a kind elder.

Around the square, tens of thousands of disciples were looking at the thousand disciples on the stage. With an envious look in his eyes, there will be sect rewards for the ranked disciples in the top 1,000, and these rewards usually need to be obtained by themselves.

Li Feng saw a thousand tables laid out evenly on the stage, each with a screen in the shape of a array.

"Let's start the game for three hours," the old man who led the way said calmly.

A thousand disciples came to their table one after another, and the serial numbers were arranged on it.

When Li Feng came to his table, there were already many monks in the state.

Li Feng's spiritual sense swept away, and he entered the array, looking at the trajectory in the array, obviously this is a record of the array, and there should be another game.

Li Feng's fingers operated slightly, and the aura pen in his hand was like a lotus flower, constantly dancing, in Li Feng's memory, these things were already in his mind, and naturally it was not too difficult.

I don't know why, when I remembered these techniques, I was tortured for a long time, and my brain was groggy at that time, whenever my brain was groggy, there would be an energy to keep me awake, Li Feng never knew whether that energy was the cause of the little Buddha statue, or the reason for the soul fusion of the ancient demon's death.

In Li Feng's portrayal, the entire array has been densely packed, and the recording of the technique not only consumes spiritual energy, but also consumes spiritual sense, and the state of his own memory hand is the same.

When Li Feng's recording technique reached 3,000, the awakening in his brain was constantly sweeping Li Feng's brain, and at this time, an energy gently merged into Li Feng's mind.

made Li Feng's mind suddenly sober, Li Feng was no longer surprised, he didn't know how many times he had experienced such a situation, but at least there was no harm.

Finally, when Li Feng recorded seven thousand three hundred and fifty-one, he couldn't hold it anymore, and the energy in his brain was also very weak at that time, and Li Feng knew that this was his limit.

When Li Feng looked up, he saw that many people had already fallen to the ground, at least five or six hundred disciples fell to the ground, as if they were asleep.

And there are two three hundred disciples struggling, many of them are sweating profusely on their foreheads, their faces are struggling, as if they want to remember more, but in the blink of an eye, they fall to the ground and fall asleep.

There are also some disciples who are very relaxed, and they are still silently carving the array plate in their hands.

Li Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seems that he doesn't have much chance in this scene, and it is estimated that he will be ranked lower, because such disciples are definitely portrayed so easily, and he can't hold it anymore.

After all, these disciples of Wanhuamen have cultivated for too long, so they are naturally more powerful than themselves and others, Li Feng silently comforted himself in his heart.

In Li Feng's silent waiting, an hour passed.

"The hour is up, wake up," the leading old man roared softly, and the sound like a bell rang in his ears.

And those who portrayed when the time came also came to their senses, most of them were smiling, and it seemed that everyone was playing well.

Li Feng's spiritual sense swept the ranking of the stone tablet and found that he was still the first, with seven thousand three hundred and fifty-one depiction techniques, which was a full four thousand more than the second place.

Could it be that the speed of the portrayal technique is different, Li Feng himself is wondering.

"First place: Li Feng, seven thousand five hundred and thirty-one"

"Second place: Huo Jun, three thousand four hundred and fifty-three"

"Third place: Zhao Man, three thousand three hundred and forty-two"

"Fourth place: Yin Fu Feng, three thousand and twenty"

"Fifth place: Wangwu Mountain, three thousand and one"

"Sixth place: Wu Qingluo, two thousand five hundred and thirty-five"

"Seventh place: Fei Wujin, two thousand four hundred and twenty-two"

"Eighth place: Sword Seven, two thousand three hundred and twenty"

"Ninth place: rivers, two thousand two hundred and fifty"

"Tenth place: Chen Feifei, two thousand one hundred and fifteen,"

There is not much difference from the last ranking, but the more surprising Wu Qingluo junior sister jumped to the sixth place, it seems that this junior sister also has something unique.

When all the monks saw the large screen like a stone tablet, they were horrified like waves, and even some monks opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the number of first place.

"Impossible"

"Isn't this cheating, there has never been a person who can break through four thousand"

"We ask for an inspection"

"We strongly urge the inspection"

The monks below shouted wave after wave.Li Feng thought that he was already at the bottom of the ranking, but he didn't expect such trouble.He frowned slightly.

Seven thousand five hundred and thirty-one records of the technique, what a rebellious existence this is, and some people even suspect that this is a manifestation of cheating.

It is recorded in the Wanhua Gate that there has never been such a record performance, and the highest record has not exceeded four thousand, because the record of the formation technique requires the support of spiritual consciousness, and it is impossible for the spiritual consciousness under the Yuan Infant Period to record the existence of more than four thousand, because it is the same as dividing the cultivation.