Two hours have passed.

Wan Ning's eyeballs began to appear bloodshot, he had already looked back and forth several times, and out of the 17,683 stars, each one was exactly the same, that is, they were all exactly the same.

However, according to the mission instructions, you must find the only different star to pass the level.

Time will not stand still because of Wanning's repeated setbacks, and before you know it, there is less than a quarter of an hour left before the time limit of three hours.

At this time, Wan Ning was a little anxious, and it was difficult for him to maintain a high level of concentration. Wan Ning actually knew that he had won the bet, but his goal was not to compare with Qi Changtian, but to break through the seventh layer and reach the same height as Zhou Yuya, so that Mrs. Zou could be impressed, and she could make up her mind completely to fulfill the two of them. Zhou Yuya is her closed disciple, if Mrs. Zou does not agree, then things will be in a lot of trouble after that.

Relax.

Wan Ning simply closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground, constantly clearing out distractions and emptying his thoughts, he felt as if he had fallen into a trap that had been set. Just like a wild horse falling into a deep pit, blindly wailing and struggling does not work, only by thinking calmly can we find a trace of life.

"There are only ten seconds left, ten, nine, eight, seven..."

The old man's emotionless voice resounded in the hall, Wan Ning's mind was running at great speed, constantly recalling every star in the sky above his head, he was no longer a starry sky beast that commanded ten thousand stars, he had lost the link with the power of the stars, and he could only rely on forcible memory to find out the difference hidden in more than ten thousand twinkling stars.

"Five, four, three, two..."

The time for breaking through was about to end, and seeing that Wan Ning was about to stop here, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, he raised his head, looked at the strange bright moon above his head, and smiled indifferently-

"The moon is also a star, and the only thing in this sky map that is different from the other stars is this bright moon. ”

At the moment when Wan Ning's words blurted out, the old man's voice stopped abruptly, he was silent for a long time, the light of the thousands of stars above his head dissipated, the crescent moon was even brighter, the bright moon was in the sky, and with it changed the door that was locked on the eighth floor.

Wan Ning slowly stood up, and only then did he realize that the sweat had soaked the entire robe. Wan Ning waved his right hand, scattering the stains all over his body, he looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and suddenly found that something in his mind seemed to be touched, but after thinking about it carefully, nothing changed.

The young man shook his head and walked towards the eighth layer that revealed the white light, at this time he didn't know that the "Xingyue Enlightenment" he was experiencing now would save his life in the future.

Eighth floor.

"Beat me and you'll get through here. ”

What caught his eye was a white-bearded old man, he bent over, played with the jade crystal walnut in his right hand, and said slowly to Wan Ning, listen to his voice, this is the referee of the Tower of Heavenly Flame. At this time, there was no level introduction, and as soon as the white-bearded old man's words fell, he stepped forward and burst out with a monstrous momentum, Wanning spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and the whole person was pressed to the floor and couldn't move.

"I... Holy..."

Wan Ning spat out a mouthful of blood foam, he stared at the white-bearded old man, and wanted to scold, but he lost the strength to speak. He had felt the spiritual pressure of the Void Yuan Realm of the peak ghosts, and compared with the old man in front of him, the peak ghosts were nothing but a big thing, and it was conservatively estimated that this old man had stepped into the same legendary realm as the God of War Wuhou Wang.

If you want to win the existence of the legendary realm, this is too much of a fart! No wonder Zhou Yuya broke his halberd here, even if Mrs. Zou was present in person, he couldn't get out of the old man's hands.

This is still playing Nima!

However, Wan Ning complained frantically in his heart, but the white-bearded old man over there would not show mercy, and the two jade crystal walnuts in his hand turned into red dust and knocked them on his head.

Although Wan Ning knew that this was just a test of the Tower of Heavenly Flame and would not kill anyone, Wan Ning did not want to take the blow that was said to exist.

"At this time, press the red button in your right hand to leave the Tower of Heavenly Flame,"

When the white-bearded old man attacked, he suddenly said such a thing. Wan Ning lowered his head and opened his right hand, only to find that at some point, the opposite side stuffed a button for himself, and looked at the battle on the opposite side, making it clear that he wanted to take the initiative to quit.

"Go... you, if I were at the peak of the year, I don't know how many guys like you were crushed to death with one finger... ！”

It's okay to lose, but the most unbearable thing for Wanning is that he was deliberately let go of a life by his opponent, and it was this kind of stubborn temper that made him take an old life in his previous life and pull Lin Liusheng to accompany him to the funeral.

As he said and done, Wan Ning threw the button in his hand far away, he gritted his teeth, and held the opponent's timing when he couldn't maintain overwhelming spiritual pressure when attacking, panting to dodge the blow of the dust.

Just this dodge, as if he had used the strength to eat, Wan Ning's little face turned into pig liver red, if it weren't for his strong physique, he wouldn't even be able to move under the spiritual pressure of the white-bearded old man.

However, as soon as he escaped death, the old man's dust chased after him like the king of Hades, feeling the terrifying power on the dust, which must not be hard to connect, so Wan Ning lay on the ground, dodged again, and then supported the ground and struggled to climb to the left side.

"Come again. ”

The voice without any emotional fluctuations came, and the dust in the old man's hand changed again, splitting into two, outflanking Wanning's left and right attacks, so that he had no chance to escape.

"Legendary realm, is that all?"

At this time, stepping on the snow without a trace saved his life again, although the flame roar was sealed, but Wan Ning still tried his best to unfold his body, wiped the dust and white beard, and pulled back a small step, although it seemed that the action was simple, but Wan Ning was already sweating, and his legs had begun to tremble violently.

Seeing that Wan Ning's figure was about to retreat, the expressionless old man waved the dust again, ready to pursue. However, at this time, Wan Ning's face showed a cunning look, and there was even a hint of relief in the middle.

The old man sensed something was wrong and wanted to retreat, but at this time, Wan Ning's figure moved forward like a ghost again, and he used the last of his spiritual and physical strength to condense his fist with his right hand and smash it into the old man's face.

With a mere innate realm cultivator, in the face of the legendary realm spiritual cultivator, he took the initiative to attack, maybe if he said it, no one in the entire spiritual cultivation world would believe it, but Wan Ning did it, or rather, only he dared to do it.

Even if Wan Ning's cultivation was far lower than that of the Blood Hell Demon God Lin Liusheng back then, he still fought hard to pinch and explode the Heavenly Dao Holy Pattern and fight fiercely with it, and now even if Lin Liusheng, who was at his peak, appeared in front of him again, Wan Ning still would not back down, would not beg for mercy, even if there was no chance of winning, this punch would still be swung out!

The demon god came into the world, but that's it, in the face of the spiritual cultivation of the human world, what is there to fear!

But the legendary realm is not in vain, even if Wan Ning made a move first, when his right fist hit the old man, two whisks of dust also slapped on his head.

Wan Ning was ready to be sent out of the Tower of Heavenly Flame, but to his surprise, the white-bearded old man gradually turned into a red mist, and the mist condensed into water droplets, and finally submerged into Wan Ning's eyebrows.

When the water droplets entered his body, Wan Ning was still wondering, but the next moment, a warm and powerful force instantly swept through his internal organs, limbs and bones, and in less than a breath, all of Wan Ning's states were completely restored to their peak, and even their cultivation was still refined.

The figure of the old man dispersed, the door to the ninth floor opened, and Wan Ning, who was still stunned, smiled and walked briskly towards the next level.