Northern Lieguo, the national capital, the royal family's martial arts field.

There are seventy-two descendants of the Wang family, and everyone stands neatly in the martial arts arena, horizontal and vertical, and there is no trace of the delicate atmosphere at all.

At the front of everyone standing, there is a huge altar, and on the altar, there is a black rock that is one person high, this stone is called the Jueling Stone, which can help the disciples of the Quenching Body Realm awaken the martial soul more smoothly, and it is said that there are only six pieces in the entire Northern Lie Country.

"Ye Changfeng, yellow-level five-grade martial spirit. ”

"Ye Tian, a yellow-level seventh-grade martial soul. ”

"Ye Changbai, Yellow-level eight-rank martial soul!"

A person named Beilie royal clan bloodline, walked up and down, and the royal priest in front of the Jueling Stone also shouted one after another according to the feedback.

The level of martial souls, respectively, the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, the higher the level, the higher the talent of the martial artist, the stronger the potential, the ordinary people of the Northern Lie Kingdom, the yellow-level five-grade martial soul, are definitely at the treasure level.

But in the Wang family, the yellow-level five-rank martial soul is just passing, even if it is seven-grade and eight-grade, there is nothing to praise.

If you want to make a splash in this sacrifice and really amaze the elders of the royal family sitting in the north, you must at least have a yellow-level nine-rank martial spirit!

As the bloodlines of the seventy-two royal clans continued to go up and down, there were fewer and fewer people present who had not yet gone up, and in the end there were less than ten people left.

The more than 60 children of the royal family who have already completed the inspection have subconsciously focused on these few people, who are either noble in status, or those with outstanding talents, the blood of the royal family and distant relatives Tianjiao.

The people who gathered the most eyes were three men and one woman, and these four people were the four people with the best performance in the quenching realm among the disciples of the royal family.

The girl is the daughter of the king of the backer of the Northern Lie, the only king with a different surname in the Beilie Kingdom, and her mother is a distant relative of the royal family.

The three men are not only talented and outstanding, but also noble, and all three of them are princes.

Among the three princes, there was a man in Tsing Yi, the youngest, who looked no more than fourteen years old, named Ye Yang, Ye Yang looked at the Jue Ling Stone on the altar at this time, his face was calm, but his heart was not calm.

After traveling through this world for nearly ten years, he has been waiting for today, how can he not climb to the path of cultivators through this world, today is a crucial day to determine the speed of climbing.

Before today, under the premise that the resources were not as good as those of other princes, he worked hard to the point of almost forgetting to sleep and eat.

"Bai Qian. ”

The daughter of the backer king, Bai Qian exhaled and glanced at Ye Yang, Ye Yang nodded and gave encouragement.

Bai Qian smiled, making Baihua shy, and then walked up to the altar step by step, the fifth prince Ye Huang, who had been observing Bai Qian, withdrew his gaze, glanced at Ye Yang, and a trace of jealousy flashed on his face.

How can this Ye Yang be virtuous, he always makes Bai Qian ignore other people, isn't it just that he usually cultivates for talent and performs better, today he must fight for a breath and press him Ye Yang.

"Yellow level ten grades!"

The high priest on the altar exclaimed, causing countless royal boys to marvel.

The martial soul is originally a first-class nine-grade, but some martial souls are a little special, and they must be congenitally higher, so there is a saying that these ten grades, the martial soul of the yellow-level ten-grade is by no means inferior to the Xuanji first-grade in terms of potential.

"Emperor Ye. ”

After Bai Qian, it was Emperor Ye who went up first, and Emperor Ye walked up to the altar and took a deep breath.

"Xuanji Yipin!"

The high priest shouted, and many of the royal elders in the distance all looked stunned, and many of them had smiles on their faces for the first time.

It is said that the ten grades of the yellow level are not inferior to the first grade of the Xuanji, but the level of the Xuanhuang Xuanhuang and the Xuanji martial soul is the first level of the high yellow level, which is the first grade, not a simple one!

"Sure enough, the talent of several children is one race and one is good. ”

After Emperor Ye came down, it was Ye Yang's turn, and watching Ye Yang walk up step by step, many people showed their expectations.

Ye Yang, the seventh prince, is still above Emperor Ye on weekdays, and many people previously thought that Ye Yang was the most talented among this year's batch of people who could awaken the martial soul, and he could be described as a person who was highly anticipated.

"Huang, Huang Ji Yipin!?"

The voice of the high priest was a little suspicious, as if he didn't believe in this result, but the truth was there, and no one could not believe it.

"Huang Ji Yipin, could it be mistaken, this is the lowest level of martial soul?"

"How can you be mistaken, that dim light, isn't it Huang Ji's first-grade martial spirit, Bai has made us look forward to it for so long, and it is so rubbish. ”

"This is a proper waste, this sacrifice will become a big shame for the entire Northern Lie Kingdom because of him. ”

How much I looked forward to and envied before, how disappointed and disdainful I am now.

The look of disbelief on Bai Qian's face slowly converged, looking at Ye Yang's eyes, they were no longer as gentle as before, from now on, the two of them were not people of the same world.

Ye Huang on the side noticed this scene, he was very happy, the previous nervous mentality was gone, only happiness remained, he was worried just now, Ye Yang really awakened a martial soul higher than himself, and now it seems that he thinks highly of him.

"Sure enough, if the blood is not pure, the blood is not pure!"

Ye Huang looked at Ye Yang, who was walking down the altar step by step, and thought that he was the son of the queen, this Ye Yang was just the son of a maid, and he had always been listed as a prince with him before, so he was not convinced.

After today, he came to see what kind of face Ye Yang still had to rank in the position of the prince, his identity and strength did not match, and in this palace, he would be eaten.

"I'm going to disappoint you. ”

Ye Yang, who walked down, felt all kinds of disdain and disdain in his surroundings, and he couldn't do it without waves in his heart after all, and when he saw Bai Qian, he couldn't help but say.

"There is no hope, why be disappointed, the seventh prince should adjust his mentality well, and it is not a bad thing to be a carefree prince. ”

Bai Qian said indifferently, there was no appearance that the two people could communicate harmoniously when their eyes met before.

The Seven Princes?

Ye Yang smiled, this title became natural, there was no hope, there was no disappointment, his face was expressionless, the fist in his sleeve tightened, Ye Yang turned around, leaving a lonely back to many people, and turned around and left the martial arts arena.

Many people looked at Ye Yang's departing back, and a trace of heartache flashed, this royal family was arrogant, and he broke his wings.

But more people looked at Ye Yang's back, showing disdain, and a small number of people were worried.

Ye Yang, who is destined to not go far on the path of cultivators, and his mother is not a person of noble status, so his life in the palace will not be easy after that.

After everyone came out of the realization, Ye Yang walked into the independent room in the Wang family's practice room by himself, and made sure that there was no attention from outsiders.

Behind Ye Yang, a dim martial soul slowly emerged, a blue sphere, which looked very ordinary, but in Ye Yang's eyes, it had an unimaginable impact.

"Your martial soul is a planet, can't it be the earth?"