"Please Fu Linglong come to the stage. Fu Wushuang can go to the Will Stone. The Burning Man Leader shouted.

"Linglong, are you getting better?" Fu Wushuang asked with concern.

"It's fine. Fu Linglong smiled sweetly, beckoned and entered.

The thin old man looked behind him, at this time, it had been half an hour since the Fu family ancestor returned to the Divine City, and he should have been on his way here. The emperor is sympathetic, and after he comes, the origin of this place may be revealed.

Fu Wushuang came to the Will Stone at the back of the field, and he saw the fist prints left by Jun Twelve, the earth-colored luster and the turquoise flames complemented each other.

"The origin of the stone at this altar is not small, if the ancient books are correct, I am afraid that only the emperor on this planet can leave a mark. Jun Twelve, are you the reincarnation of the might?" Fu Wushuang said in his heart. What is the will stone, it is a stubborn stone condensed by man-made evolution and rules. It doesn't matter how strong or weak the strength is, before the willpower reaches that certain threshold, you will never want to leave a trace. Of course, you don't have to leave a mark to prove that you're talented. The artificially evolved will stone has a strong subjective consciousness, and the like-minded people ride the wind, and perhaps the path of the twelve choices has been recognized, so that they can leave traces.

"Fu Wushuang!" Twelve walked around from the side, just in time to see Fu Wushuang standing next to the Will Stone, he shouted loudly.

"Twelve, how is the harvest?" Fu Wushuang asked.

"I went on stage, but in the end it didn't seem to change, and this place made me feel like a dream. Twelve said. He didn't face a very strong opponent and there was no resistance to taking the stage. The only thing that made his mind flutter was the dark shadow behind the enemy country in the distance, existing in the void and distorted in form.

"Is it because you didn't really attract stars?" Fu Wushuang asked.

"Perhaps. Twelve replied, he saw Fu Wushuang standing in front of the Will Stone, and knew that he was going through this trial.

"Come on, play your own will!"

Fu Wushuang held his breath and stared, the ice silk spread on his gorgeous clothes, and the temperature here plummeted. Bright flames appeared on Fu Wushuang's hands, and when he looked closely, the source of the flames was actually from the cold ice, and the flames were cold.

"Flames can be bright but not scorching because they burn in a way that burns pure energy. It would take an extremely deep enlightenment to reach this level of energy change, and it was clear that Fu Wushuang had already stepped into it. There is also a flame like Yan in the world, which is not hot, and the energy is completely controlled by itself. "Black Mist says that if you don't burn when you burn, you won't waste a single bit of energy.

Black and white flashed in Fu Wushuang's eyes, and both palms were sacrificed at the same time. The flames on the Will Stone were great, but after the wind calmed down, there was no trace left on the stone.

"This, did I fail?" Fu Wushuang muttered to himself.

"This is normal, you can't imagine the person who evolved this stone. Black Mist said in the heart of Twelve.

Twelve stepped forward to comfort.

"Maybe it's because the Tao is different, it doesn't recognize you. "Twelve said, meaning, go your own way and don't care about anything else.

Fu Wushuang nodded, with an imperceptible loneliness in his eyes.

In the proving ground, Fu Linglong fought against a short man.

"Beauty, you have a special smell on you. The short man was rickety, and the corners of his mouth were raised and he smiled.

The pale blue light around Fu Linglong's body was the manifestation of the unique power of the Tianyuan Holy Body.

"I've seen countless immortals, but none of them are as brilliant as yours, so I'll be lighter. Still holding a hammer in one hand and a shield in the other, the short man who had died countless times as the number one player grinned.

Fu Linglong didn't care, or rather, the person in front of her was already a corpse in her eyes.

The two energy chains went straight from Fu Linglong's hands to the short man, with a blue halo all over his body, beautiful in the testing ground.

"Huh. ”

The short man raised his shield and struck, and the strange light flickered, cutting off Fu Linglong's energy chain. Because Fu Linglong was already a third-order Xuanyuan, the enemies in the trial ground also had strange powers.

"The daughter of the Fu family, a quick decision, as soon as your fiancé comes, it will be turned upside down, and the bamboo basket will be empty. Qiu Zhengshan was a little anxious, and he was trying something, but he wasn't really fighting with people, it was just due to the rules here.

Fu Linglong's beautiful eyes closed slightly, and a pillar of light fell.

"It's okay, mercy is not for me. It's been a pity that I haven't seen such a beautiful and delicious beauty for too long. Behind the short man, a blood-colored shadow appeared, and he was about to use all his strength.

After the pillar of light fell, countless spiritual powers, regardless of type, gathered frantically towards the pillar of light.

"Is this the monk of the new age? Qiu Zhengshan covered his beard and said. These older generations were already over half a hundred years old when they came into contact with the arcane laws of heaven and earth, and although the Xuanyuan was now complete, they were all ordinary elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, which were not amazing. Otherwise, it would not be the turn of a young junior to come up to them and claim the emperor.

"Murderous Cage!" The short man turned into several blood-colored figures, running towards Fu Linglong from all directions, revealing a cold light under the shield. Fu Linglong had nowhere to hide, and if Jun Twelve encountered such a situation, it would be difficult to break through, because even if he was angry, he would not be able to deal with enemies from other directions.

The killing intent around her was like a poisonous tongue writhing around Fu Linglong, wanting to affect her mind. The pillar of light in front of her exploded, overflowing with energy, indiscriminately attacking all the blood shadows.

When the light dissipated, the short man lay on the ground panting for breath, while Fu Linglong was unharmed.

"Hehe, I still like the boy at the beginning, the breath is pure. Fighting him is the only way to arouse my desire to fight. The short man looked at the turquoise flames, and his figure gradually dissipated.

Fu Linglong won.

Just as the second game was about to begin, something changed. No one played, and over time, a blue-green flame stood on the stage, and no one walked out.

"This is strange, what about the old seven?" asked the person in charge of the trial ground.

"Chief, the seventh is blocked, the road is impassable, and he can't come to power. A Burning Man soldier replied.

"Ahh

Yan was very excited, and muttered to himself, yes, he's back!" The Burning Man Soldier couldn't believe it.

"He's back?" the leader of the Burning Man held his breath, making Yandu excited, who else could there be besides the general?

In the trial ground, the blue-green flames stood opposite Fu Linglong, and no one walked out for a long time.

"Is there a problem?" Fu Linglong stretched out her swan-like snow-white slender neck to look at Fu Wushuang, and at the same time saw Jun Twelve.

Fu Wushuang nodded to signal that she didn't have to worry, nothing would happen, and Twelve was asking about Black Mist.

"How do I know, this place is too high, I am not qualified to know. Black Mist said helplessly.

Twelve was silent when he heard the words, as the black fog that had been favored by the heavens, he didn't know, and he thought about it in vain.

Qiu Zhengshan, who is the ancestor of a religion, is also helpless, and the origin of the ancient underground palace is extraordinary.

The suspended Yan in the test ground suddenly boiled, and a majestic man walked out, with a handsome face, dressed in white and not stained with fine dust, and short hair was soft.

His presence caused all the burning men here to fall to their knees with tears streaming down their faces, shouting in unison.

"Soldiers of the Seventh Army, greetings to the general!"

Twelve eyes gathered, he was the man on the stage, Li Changsheng!