In the Phantom City, time passed day by day, and there were only a few people left who were still in the heart refining room.

By now, everyone has understood a truth, even with the help of their companions, it is not easier than those cultivators who are alone. Refining the heart chamber is not a high level of cultivation, so you can get a high score at this level.

Because, after the score ranking came out, Youfeng and Nangong Yehua, who cleared the customs at the fastest speed, were ranked last, even if they were the strongest Xiuhuang among everyone, they were only two places above Youfeng.

The most shocking thing is that Li Xiang and others, who have just stepped into the cultivation realm, are ranked so high that they doubt their lives:

Lixiang is second, Chen Yi is first, and Nangong Qi, who is holding the baby, is also ranked third! And the little milk baby who had just opened his eyes was tied for third place with him!

This ranking is really not a chaotic description!

Everyone no longer looks forward to studying the puzzling scoring standards of the master of the Phantom City, but focuses on saving their lives!

The first person to break through the heart refining chamber has already begun the second level, and this level, as soon as you enter, no one can see anyone, as if you are in a separate world of your own, the loneliness is terrifyingly quiet, and when you touch your chest, your heartbeat is gone.

Fear envelops the hearts of all people and gradually spreads to the whole body!

When it reached the limit value, that nice and domineering voice sounded at the right time.

"Welcome to Phantom City!"

"It's a person, even if he is ruthless and cruel, there will be people and things that can't be let go!"

"At this level, you can have the option not to break through!"

"Because, once chosen, it means, you! Yes! Die! ”

"On the contrary, those who don't choose will be imprisoned in the Phantom City until they reach the stage of feathering, and they will not be able to see the light of day again!"

The word-by-word explanations echoed in the depths of everyone's minds over and over again, and then invaded the subconscious mind strongly, so that people whose psychological tolerance was close to the limit began to collapse emotionally.

"No..."

"I didn't do it..."

"I was wrong..."

"All to death..."

"Help..."

The world is full of all kinds at this moment!

However, those who cultivated the most advanced were the first to collapse.

Xiuhuang, Situ Nan, Lu Chen, the five white-clothed people, and the two black-robed demon clansmen, almost before the words fell, they had already fallen into their own demons, and they couldn't extricate themselves.

They have been cultivating for thousands of years, and for 10,000 years, they think that they have no weaknesses, but in fact, because they have experienced a lot, they instinctively or unintentionally press everything to the deepest part of their hearts, and lock it firmly with a lock, never opening it.

On the contrary, it is Lixiang, a few mortals who have just stepped into the realm of cultivation, who do not have a unique cultivation cognition, and have lived a mortal life for decades, birth, old age, sickness and death, injury and separation, because they have just experienced it, there is no escape, and there is no immersion in it.

The strength of the heart and the determination of the will are self-chosen cultivation paths, not people in the upper three realms such as Xiuhuang, who are born, involuntarily accept everything in the cultivation realm, except for becoming stronger, stronger, and stronger again, they do not have the right to choose at all.

"I give up!" Under the huge pressure, a black-robed man took the lead in raising the white flag. When the man in black finished speaking, he disappeared from the empty space in an instant...

If you don't choose, at least, you won't die, anyway, he came from the upper three realms and the lower realm, and his cultivation is good, and it is not difficult to cultivate to the feather stage.

The black-robed man was the first to choose to give up, and soon, the second person was also born.

"I..." Before he finished speaking, he was knocked out from behind.

"Master, you..." Nuo Xin looked at Mu Qingtian in surprise, and the other black-robed man who fell to the ground, his expression revealed doubt and disbelief.

Qin Lei and the others from afar also had the same expression, and watched Mu Qingtian quickly put the black-robed man into the space storage bag like goods with a calm face, and then turned his head in unison, as if he had never seen it, lined up to cover this side, and waited for Mu Qingtian to 'destroy the corpse and destroy the traces'.

Mu Qingtian is different from Yu Feng, he is one and the same, and he will never tolerate mercy, Nuo Xin They have been with Mu Qingtian since he was very young, and he knows his temperament very well, and his behavior just now must have his intentions, they just treat it as if they haven't seen it, let alone mention it to anyone.

For the rest, Li Xiang and the others, who were only not highly cultivated, quickly passed this test, and looking at the people of the Xiuzhen Academy, who were all rookies, they chose to meditate and cultivate in place.

Even the cultivation of Huang and their level of cultivation powerhouses also dream of the illusion city, which is dangerous, it is self-evident, they who have just stepped into the cultivation realm do not dare to break in!

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In the ethereal clouds in the sky, Nangong Yehua, who was separated from the ghostly wind, was at this time, with ···

Wrestle with yourself!

Two surging sword intent killing intents, like monstrous waves, invaded and filled the entire space, and the air waves were like mountains, squeezing the space almost distorted, but fortunately, this is the Phantom Heart City in the Phantom City, not the real world, no matter what, it is impossible to break it.

Looking closely, these two people not only look exactly the same, but even their moves and reactions are exactly the same, just like the shadow is alive, there is no place, it is not the same, and it is impossible to tell who is himself.

This battle had been going on for several hours, and a look of annoyance appeared in Nangong Yehua's eyebrows.

This phantom is like another self, thoughts, habits, any action, can be consistent with him, the moment he moves, his head clearly does not think of anything, he attacks with instinctive movements, and the phantom can do it, exactly the same!

How could a mere phantom trap him for so long?

Nangong Yehua thought of a possibility, his eyebrows furrowed, and a dazzling and domineering divine sword appeared in his eyes, which instantly manifested and turned into a magical and magnificent divine weapon.

The simple and mysterious pattern, lingering on it, such as the ancient development of the four directions of the gods, a sword, can determine the world!

The divine sword turned into a real thing, a single move, domineering and arrogant, traversing the four directions, the sound of the sword echoed in the heaven and earth like thousands of dragons, enduring, the agitated sword intent, destroying the heavens and the earth, and directly dismissing all the existence in this space except for him, disappeared and annihilated under the divine sword.

The apparition vanished, and Excalibur returned to his eyes as if it had never appeared.

Nangong Yehua didn't pursue all these reminders and warnings that the existence had done, and was anxious to look for the ghost wind that had disappeared for several hours in the phantom city.

Phantom City, is once turned into a god of the hedge fairy godhead left behind, legend, can get the hedge godhead, will be able to get the opportunity to become a god!

But who has found Phantom City for tens of thousands of years? Who has ever escaped from the Phantom City?

No, not one!