Seven breaths rose into the sky, entangled with each other, and the surrounding space was agitated.

The six powerful Spirit Wheel Realm auras were intertwined, and among them, there was a different kind of aura.

This aura doesn't seem to be strong, only at the peak stage of the spiritual sea.

But this aura that seems inconspicuous compared to the surrounding six aura, but it is like an old tree entrenched, deeply rooted, no matter how the surrounding six auras collide, no matter how agitated the surrounding space is, it seems to have no effect on it.

In one word, short and to the point.

The height is not better than others, but it is better than the thickness, and the background is extraordinary.

Xia Jie glanced at Mo Li, bowed slightly, being able to stay here at the peak of the Spirit Sea was enough to prove that Mo Li was extraordinary.

A strange light flashed in Chen Zhe's eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Rumble!

His aura, which was entangled with the rest of the people, suddenly exerted his strength, slamming away several surrounding aura, and then, in the main clock of everyone, it crashed into Mo Li.

Mo Li's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at Chen Zhe, and Chen Zhe's faint smile came into his eyes.

Mo Li retracted his gaze, although he didn't know what Chen Zhe had in mind, what he wanted to do was no different from before.

Boom!

There seemed to be a dull sound in the room, and Chen Zhe's strong breath hit it directly like a tiger pounced.

But Mo Li's breath was like a heavy seed, standing in place waiting for the impact of the tiger.

The invisible space vibrated slightly, and the big bell transformed by Mo Li's breath looked a little small under the tiger transformed by Chen Zhe's breath, making people worry about whether it would be shattered at the touch of a button.

But such worries are obviously unnecessary.

The tiger swung down with a claw and hit the bell hard, and the bell shook slightly, but it was condensed but not broken.

"Interesting ......"

Chen Zhe's eyes lit up slightly, and he more directly understood Mo Li's powerful background.

Tearing, biting, and bumping, the tiger struck the bell countless times, trying to smash it.

However, although the bell was shaking, it was as steady as Mount Tai, standing firmly in place, quietly accepting these countless attacks.

The next moment, the tiger suddenly disappeared, and was suddenly retracted by Chen Zhe, and his body returned to calm.

"Temptation......"

Mo Li raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly put away his breath.

The rest of the people glanced at each other, and slowly put away their breath, and the room returned to calm.

"Next, the last level. ”

The old man's voice sounded slowly, causing everyone's bodies to shake slightly.

"The last level!"

Everyone's breathing was slightly rapid, and there was a glint of excitement in their eyes.

Level after level, they have passed several levels, each of which is beyond their imagination.

In each level, a lot of people were eliminated, and until now, there were only nine of them left.

Finally, now it's finally time for the final level.

"If you pass this level, you will be a disciple of my Sword Pavilion. ”

The old man's voice sounded again, but it was like thunder in everyone's ears.

Sword Pavilion disciple!

Xuexuan licked his bright lips, and the excited gaze in his eyes flickered.

If you pass this level, you can become a disciple of the Sword Pavilion!

Before entering the Sword Pavilion, the Elder of the Blood Vein had told him about an incident, a sword tens of thousands of years ago, and its protagonist was the Sword Pavilion.

It was also because of this that he knew what kind of existence the Sword Pavilion was.

And at this time, what did he hear, he actually had the opportunity to become a disciple of the Sword Pavilion!

Although the Sword Pavilion has declined, from everything they have experienced before, even the declining Sword Pavilion is not at all comparable to the so-called four major sects such as the Demon Sect and the Ten Thousand Sword Mountain.

"If you become a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, what is the Demon Sect, and what is the blood vein!"

He roared in his heart, clenching his fists tightly.

Similarly, Mo Li was also shocked.

Becoming a disciple of the Sword Pavilion represents something in the current era.

On behalf of the heir!

In the current era, thirty thousand years have passed since the era of the Sword Pavilion, and in the past 30,000 years, the Sword Pavilion has completely declined, and there is no one in the sect, if anyone can become a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, wouldn't it be said that they have directly become the successor of the Sword Pavilion.

For a while, Mo Li's breathing was also hot.

And the rest of the people, although they didn't know the real existence of the Sword Pavilion, were also excited.

The emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, who knows if there are any treasures in this ruined Sword Pavilion, any one of them is enough for them to use for life, if they become a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, such benefits will definitely not be less.

In any case, pass this last level!

For a moment, such an idea rose in the hearts of the nine people present at the same time.

"It's been tens of thousands of years, I hope you can have someone to pass ......"

In the faint old voice, he was still indifferent, but Mo Li and the others could hear a hint of loneliness in it.

The next moment, the room where Mo Li and the others were suddenly changed.

"Here ......"

Mo Li exhaled slightly and glanced around.

The other eight were also vigilantly looking at their surroundings.

Here, the space is empty and mysterious, and countless stars shine around, Mo Li and others seem to be in a sea of stars, illusory and beautiful.

The next moment, in the endless sea of stars, nine swarthy corridors suddenly appeared, like black holes, attracting everyone's hearts.

"Every road is the same, all you have to do is walk through this road, go. ”

Everyone listened silently to the explanation of the old voice, and glanced slightly at the nine corridors side by side in front of them.

"Let's go, since every road is the same, it's useless to be stunned here, just pick one. ”

Chen Zhe suddenly smiled and said softly, and then walked towards the nearest corridor.

Everyone nodded slightly, and it was useless to dwell on it.

Then everyone raised their heads and walked towards the nearest road.

Mo Li quietly walked to the front of the corridor and looked inside.

It's just that to his disappointment, the whole passage is dark and swarthy, and he can't see anything.

"Guys, I hope to see you after the passage!"

Chen Zhe laughed, said loudly, and suddenly stepped into the road.

Just after he stepped into the Yongdao, the Yongdao suddenly closed, leaving only eight Yongdao and Mo Li's eight people.

"After the passage, I hope so......"

Mo Li smiled slightly, and also stepped in directly.

Eight people stepped into the corridor one after another, and the figures in the starry sky and the corridor all disappeared.

Silence, mystery.

After Mo Li stepped into the corridor, the first voice that came out of his heart.

There was nothing abnormal in the swarthy passage, and Mo Li did not perceive any dangerous aura.

In that case, we have no choice but to move forward.

With light steps, Mo Li walked forward.

One step and two steps, one stick of incense and two sticks of incense.

An hour later.

Mo left this passage and walked quietly for an hour, without being in a hurry, without impatience.

Suddenly, Mo Li's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Have you arrived......

Mo Li was stunned and stopped.

Not far from him, less than a kilometer away, the swarthy passage seemed to have an end, and a faint white light door appeared at the end.

"This is coming?"

Mo Li was a little stunned, from the time he entered the Yongdao to the present, the whole process was calm and quiet, without the slightest abnormality, could it be that this is going to be the end?

At the same time, the other eight people also saw Guangmen, and they also had doubts.

With doubts in his heart, Mo Li walked forward.

He still walked towards the front of the Yongdao unhurriedly, and the Yongdao still seemed very quiet, and he could only hear the sound of the rubbing of his clothes.

Mo Li kept moving forward, getting closer and closer to the exit.

Thirty zhang, twenty-five zhang, twenty zhang......

The distance of a kilometer passed in an instant, and soon there was only a distance of twenty zhang between Mo Li and the Light Gate, but nothing happened.

Ten zhang, nine zhang, eight zhang......

Don't be away from it.

The next moment, Mo Li's eyes flashed slightly and stopped.

"It's ......"

The originally swarthy passage already had a lot of light under the illumination of the close-up light gate.

And at Mo Li's feet, there are seven small white stones, under this light, they are quite inconspicuous, and they really can't be found if you don't look closely.

The white stone is just enough for a person to stand, and its shape makes Mo Xuan feel a little strange.

"This shape is a bit like a sword......

Glancing deeply at the seven stones, Mo Li groaned slightly.

Nothing happened before, and the appearance of the last seven stones must be the final assessment.

And in the sea of Mo Lizhi, the idle old man Ji looked at the seven stones under Mo Li's feet, and his scattered face became solemn.

"Is that ...... thing?"

The light in his eyes flickered, and Old Man Ji took a slight breath.

He somewhat understood, Sword Pavilion seemed to be playing really this time.

And Mo Li, looking at these seven stones he didn't know at all, didn't think about anything more.

He has come here, and he has to step on this stone, and he has to step on it if he doesn't step on it.

The determined gaze in Mo Li's eyes flashed away, and he suddenly stepped out.

At this time, the mutation protrudes!

"Boom!"

As soon as his foot fell, Mo Li's heart suddenly became depressed, as if he fell directly from a height of 10,000 meters, fell into the lake, and the sky swirled.

The white stone under his feet suddenly shone brightly, and the surrounding black and void space fluctuated in an instant.

An indescribable sharp breath that was directed at people's hearts suddenly turned into a majestic force that instantly penetrated Fang Yun's soul.

The feeling of pain came out from the depths of his soul, and Mo Li's whole person twitched in an instant.

This force, no matter how much he resisted, was useless, he could only feel powerlessly as this force frantically washed his body and soul.

Everything about him, under this power, seems to be invisible.

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