In the late stage of infant transformation, this is the strength of the Heavenly Ancestor.

Facing this person, Lu Heng didn't have any pressure, but he still glanced keenly at the blood-colored mist behind the Heavenly Ancestor, there, there was an aura that even he felt extremely distracted.

He looked Lu Heng up and down suspiciously, and asked, "You have the breath of a lark on your body, what is your relationship with him?" ”

"Friend or foe." Lu Heng smiled, "Before I came, I just had a fight with him and robbed him of some small things. ”

As soon as these words came out, the Heavenly Ancestor suddenly had a stagnant face, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue!" A yellow-eyed god cultivator beside him sneered disdainfully, "The lark is the junior disciple of the contemporary Vermilion Bird, and he achieved the championship as early as five hundred years ago, and you still have a fight with him in the late stage of the god transformation?" Someone can crush you with a single finger! ”

The other eight Avatar Cultivators all sneered and looked at Lu Heng with great disdain. Obviously, in their opinion, Lu Heng was just raising his own value in order to enter the sect, and he picked the wrong person to brag, which was stupid and clumsy.

But the Ancestor of Duntian didn't think so, he looked at Lu Heng with a solemn gaze, and was three points of faith and seven points of doubt about what Lu Heng said. The Soul Refining Sect often deals with souls and is extremely sensitive to the aura of this object. In the sense of retreat, in Lu Heng's storage bag, there was at least one-third of the soul breath of the lark.

The lark knows better than anyone who is a person who escapes the sky, how can such a scheming old monster hand over a third of his soul to someone else for safekeeping?

This one-third of the soul must have been snatched from the lark by the person in front of him by some means!

It's just Lu Heng's realm, but it makes Duntian unbelievable.

The reason why the other nine Avatar Cultivators couldn't sense the Lark's soul breath was because of the special nature of the Soul Refining Sect, and its descendants had always been passed on to only one sect master, and their inheritance was all on a magic weapon.

"What's your name?" The ancestor of Duntian looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see why, he only felt that the majesty of this person's qi and blood made him secretly in a state of mind, and his soul power was even more full and vigorous.

Lu Heng hugged his fists: "Junior, Lu Heng." ”

"Lu Heng......" The Ancestor of the Heavenly Sect had a slight flash in his eyes, he had never heard of this name, and he was a little suspicious that Lu Heng was using a fake name.

"My Soul Refining Sect has always opened its doors to monks who are interested in joining my sect." The Heavenly Ancestor looked at Lu Heng and slowly spoke, "As long as you can pass the three levels, you will be a member of my Soul Refining Sect." Lu Heng, do you dare to pass the three levels of entering the sect? ”

"Why don't you dare?" Lu Heng smiled indifferently.

"Good!" The Ancestor of the Heavenly Sect nodded slowly, he looked at Lu Heng deeply, and said, "Your three levels of entry into the sect will be presided over by me personally. ”

The nine Avatar Cultivators were stunned at the same time when they heard this, and their faces showed surprise.

In the past, although the sect master would also preside over the assessment of the three levels of the Divine Transformation Monk's entry into the sect, he was always at the end of the last level. There had never been a single person who could have made the Sect Master personally preside over it from the beginning.

Is there anything special about this person in front of you? “

They looked at Lu Heng with scrutinizing eyes, but they couldn't see the reason at all.

Just when Lu Heng was about to accept the assessment, in the depths of the Soul Refining Sect, an old man with a golden light in his eyes, looking deeply at Lu Heng outside the door, if someone could observe his pupils up close, they would definitely find that there were many pictures in his eyes.

Suddenly, the picture in the old man's pupils froze, reflecting an amazing picture!

In the picture, a person stands alone in the void, opposite a dense army of countless monks, among whom the lowest strength makes the old man feel palpitations.

The old man was inexplicably shocked, you know, he was a cultivator in the early stage!

Next, a person shrouded in golden light on the opposite side waved his hand, and the dense army of monks suddenly rushed towards this person. And this person stretched out his hand, and a huge soul banner suddenly appeared in his hand.

He shook the soul banner lightly, and suddenly countless souls completely submerged that space, covering the sky and the sun, which was very terrifying.

When the soul army roared back into the soul flags, only lifeless corpses were left in place!

The old man's blood boiled after seeing it for a long time, and he muttered excitedly: "This is the power that a billion soul flags should have, and this is the style that my soul refining sect should have!" ”

It's just that his eyes are fanatical, but there is deep worry hidden in his eyes.

Although the owner of the billion soul flags in his eyes was powerful, the enemies he faced were unimaginable. The Soul Refining Sect does not lack short-lived meteors, but lacks an absolutely strong inheritor who has long been long-sighted.

This picture deduction technique is his unique artistic conception, and each time he performs it, it consumes his soul very much, which is also the biggest reason why he has not practiced for thousands of years, although he has won the cultivation, but he still runs out of oil.

The old man hesitated for a moment, but decided to continue the extension, and the next moment, the golden light in his eyes continued to flourish, and the stagnant image in his pupils resumed its operation.

He saw that after the man had wiped out tens of millions of powerful monks, he left only the corpses all over the place, but these corpses were all resurrected in the next moment, and they all continued to rush towards this man.

The man suddenly flicked his cuffs, and a whirlpool rushed out of his sleeve, and suddenly, a blazing light filled the entire picture, and when the light dissipated, the army of dried corpses in front of this person had all disappeared!

As soon as he saw this, the old man's face suddenly changed drastically, his breath quickly withered, his eyes suddenly burst open, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight to the ground.

In the outside world, Lu Heng has begun to break through his first level.

This first level is an illusion, in the past, it was jointly arranged by nine god monks, and those who entered the sect only needed to persist in this illusion for three hours to pass the level.

And now, this illusion was laid down by the Heavenly Ancestor himself. In the midst of the black mist, an illusion was formed. The Heavenly Ancestor pointed to the dense black mist in front of him and said, "The first level is the Phantom Soul Array, and those who persist in the formation for three hours can pass the level." ”

"Not necessarily!" Lu Heng only glanced at the phantom array in front of him, then shook his head and said.

"Don't have to?" The Heavenly Ancestor frowned.

"That's good," Lu Heng smiled, "The junior has a little experience with the phantom array, and this formation will not be difficult for me." ”

The Heavenly Ancestor nodded noncommittally: "Then let me see what you are capable of." ”

Lu Heng shook his head, took a step forward, and the Fusion Divine Technique was suddenly launched, and he slapped it with one palm!

Rumble!

The next moment, the overlapping illusions in front of him shattered, turned into stars, swept into a whirlpool, and rushed into Lu Heng's body.

Lu Heng showed an expression of extreme enjoyment in his eyes, obviously, the divine sense that Xuan Tian used to arrange the illusion realm had become his great supplement.

Including the Heavenly Ancestor, everyone's expressions froze at the same time, and then, everyone was moved, gasping for air!