"Huh, isn't this the guy named Zhang Fan? and the young master Li Yanyang from Sunset Town!"

At this moment, Ye Ling suddenly found that there was someone he knew in this magic circle, in front of his right hand, sitting a young man with a red heart, bulging muscles, and a dark complexion.

It was because of his dress that Ye Ling also had some impressions of him.

Perhaps because he was born in an Orion family, Zhang Fan's physical quality is stronger than that of other teenagers.

The bulging muscles were dark and shiny under the sun, like a knife and axe, full of power, which made his performance in the sword formation diagram much better than that of ordinary people, although the surface of his body was also fine and dense with a layer of tiny beads of sweat, but the expression on his face was not very painful.

And beside Zhang Fan, it was the young master Li Yanyang from Sunset Town who saw him sitting cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, his expression calm and calm, and he looked extremely relaxed.

The pressure in this formation increases over time, which increases the pressure in it.

Therefore, as time passed, the people in the circle also left one by one.

Two hours passed, and in the No. 8 magic circle, only ten teenagers remained, including Ye Ling, Zhang Fan, and Li Yanyang, and the others either couldn't bear the severe pain and chose to give up, or they were carried out of the formation because they passed out.

With the passage of time, the pressure in this magic circle has increased to nearly ten times or so, and even Ye Ling can't easily carry it now.

And Zhang Fan beside him was obviously trying his best to persevere, he was already covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and even a trace of blood and sweat came out of it, his ordinary face was twitching because of the severe pain, his lips were about to be bitten by him, wisps of red blood flowed down the corners of his mouth to his chest, he supported himself on the ground with his hands, trembling all over, and was suffering unimaginable pain.

Ye Ling and Zhang Fan are the only two people who don't rely on spiritual power to fight the pressure among the remaining ten people.

Even Li Yanyang, who had been calm before, showed an extremely painful look on his handsome face at this time, his white clothes were soaked with sweat, his body trembled slightly, and the azure glare appeared on his body from time to time, relying on spiritual power to resist the pressure.

After another stick of incense, some of the remaining ten people began to fall.

Even the big guy in Ye Ling's body, the Ancient Demon Sword, couldn't help but start shaking after feeling Ye Ling's condition, expressing his dissatisfaction and wanting to help Ye Ling break through this broken seal.

However, he was suppressed by Ye Ling, because he wanted to see where his limits were.

Under such heavy pressure, every minute and every second, it is like an invisible knife, cutting flesh on your body, Ling Chi is like a sharp pain, it is impossible to describe in words, as long as the willpower is slightly relaxed, you will faint.

At this time, Ye Ling saw the young man named Zhang Fan next to him, who had now turned into a bloody man, but he was still struggling to support him, and even Ye Ling couldn't help but be moved by this scene.

Therefore, Ye Ling felt that he should also learn from this young man, as a magic sword boarder, Ye Ling felt tremendous pressure all the time, and if he was not careful, he would be crushed.

Now that he had learned the spirit of never giving up in this young man, the corners of Ye Ling's mouth couldn't help but hook slightly, and he closed his eyes and began to endure the pressure in this magic circle.

Half a pillar of incense has passed.

Smack!

Smack!

Four more teenagers passed out.

After another stick of incense, there were only three people left in the entire magic circle: Ye Ling, Li Yanyang and Zhang Fan.

Immediately after that, the magic circle seemed to have some kind of mutation, in addition to the huge gravitational pressure, there was also a kind of aura coercion similar to that of a strong man, which directly acted on the soul of the person, such pain surpassed Ling Chi by ten million times, just like the legendary hell bitter sea, people with insufficient willpower, in such an environment, I am afraid that they will go crazy in an instant!

"Think...... Unexpectedly...... I...... I'm still ...... Lost to ...... Lost to you!"

Not far away, Li Yanyang, who had been closing his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes at this time, looked at Ye Ling, and showed a look of extreme unwillingness, and then suddenly his body shook, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

Ye Ling opened his eyes lightly, glanced at this Li Yanyang, and shook his head helplessly, he didn't expect that this scheming boy had already discovered himself and had been secretly competing with himself, fortunately he had hid quickly before, otherwise he would not have been annoyed to death.

It's just that at this time, Ye Ling is also approaching the end of the crossbow.

Because he couldn't use spiritual power to dissolve the pressure, Ye Ling's pure physical strength was supported, and just when he wanted the Eye of Fame and Fortune to lift the seal on his body, somehow, his eyes suddenly condensed on Zhang Fan's body on the side.

This Orion boy was almost on the verge of becoming a blood man at this time.

Drops of blood, instead of sweat, poured out of every pore of his body, and merged into plasma to smear his whole body, if it weren't for the fact that his body was still trembling slightly, his chest was heaving rapidly, and his eyes were still moving slightly, I was afraid that others would have thought that he had passed out.

It was also at this moment that Ye Ling thought of the special mechanism of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, in each magic circle, the boy who persevered to the last would get extra points.

Seriously, in fact, Ye Ling didn't need this so-called extra point, the reason why he insisted on it was just because he wanted to see where his limits were.

But now Ye Ling's heart has been touched this time.

I was impressed by the perseverance of the teenager in front of me.

Your own limits can be measured at any time, and there is no need to continue to insist.

But the boy in front of him is now fifteen years old, and if he misses this year, there will be no next year.

Therefore, it is better to give up the extra points that are insignificant to him, and maybe he can also help him enter the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Moreover, on the periphery of the formation, the Orions who accompanied Zhang Fan were looking nervously at this side, their eyes full of ardent hope.

Indeed, for these ordinary Orions, Zhang Fan's persistence represents their best hope, right?

Ye Ling shook his head, he had nothing to do with other ordinary people, even if he fell in the end, wouldn't he still lose.

So Ye Ling slowly stood up and strode out of the circle.

Even Ye Ling himself didn't know what kind of changes had taken place in his state of mind during the time he had come to the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, but it was this unknown change that allowed Ye Ling to regain his lost heart in the future.