Black Wind was the last few to arrive at the Hall of All Souls, so when he finished the test, the first level would also mean the end.

Indeed, as Li Xian said, the first level test brushed down nearly 100 martial artists who planned to fish in troubled waters, but the remaining martial artists were generally stronger.

At this moment, many deacons began to gradually retreat from the Hall of All Souls, but with a little effort, only Lu Youshen was left in the entire Hall of All Souls.

He leaned over the crowd and said coldly: "In the second level, under the impact of the Yuan Spirit of the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, insist on a stick of incense. ”

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Youshen also withdrew from the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, leaving only a bunch of peer-to-peer warriors to be tested.

Bang!

The doors of the Hall of All Souls were closed one after another, but the amazing thing was that the Hall of All Souls did not look dark, but still as bright as before.

Airplanes!

The Hall of All Souls began to tremble, and immediately countless stripes lit up in all directions, and as the stripes became brighter and brighter, the tremor of the Hall of All Souls became more and more intense.

Black Wind squinted, he had always been curious about the power of the circle, and now seeing that the formation was so powerful, he couldn't help but secretly itch.

Rumble!

The brilliance of the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, the strength of the light made many martial artists subconsciously close their eyes, but Hei Feng did not do this, but squinted at the operation of the formation.

However, Hei Feng didn't know much about the formation pattern, so he didn't understand it after watching it for a long time.

Swish.

Accompanied by that strong light, there was a wave of killing intent, quickly locking on all the martial artists, and the moment they closed their eyes, a strong wind suddenly descended.

Black Wind barely thought about it, and an earthy yellow shield appeared on the surface of his body.

Bang bang!

The thick earth shield rippled a little, and Hei Fengxuan clenched his fist and slammed towards the right, hitting the abdomen of a rushing Yuan Ling in the middle, full of strength, and twisted the opponent into pieces.

Yuan Ling's body looked quite illusory, like a human form formed by the condensation of misty water vapor, and what Hei Feng didn't expect was that when his fist hit it, there was a sense of toughness where steel intersected.

He looked around and found that the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls was already covered with dense primordial spirits at this time, and each martial artist had to face at least three or more primordial spirits.

In the wave of Yuan Ling raid just now, many warriors were caught off guard and were seriously injured.

What made him find it interesting was that the stronger the martial artist, the more Yuan Ling was surrounded by, no wonder Li Xian would think about forming a small team with others to fight against Yuan Ling together.

At this time, there were eight Yuan Spirits besieging Hei Feng, and they surrounded them early, and Hei Feng really wanted to come to a Lingmu Thousand Hands and directly serve them in a pot.

But there seems to be an inexplicable suppression in this Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, and too strong Yuan Techniques cannot be used at all, and if the martial artist wants to deal with the attack of Yuan Ling, it will be a great test of his own application of Yuan Qi.

Another more important reason is obviously that the style is deliberately suppressing the strength of the martial artists, after all, although the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls is large, it can't withstand the abuse of hundreds of martial artists.

Therefore, Black Wind can only rely on physical skills to face these primal spirits, and occasionally use a small meta-technique to strengthen the attack.

Fortunately, his physical body is extremely strong, and his physical skills are not weak, so these Yuan Spirits haven't even touched a single hair of his hair after attacking for dozens of rounds.

Started to exert force?

Hei Feng raised his eyebrows, yes, just now when he was fighting, he had also been observing Li Zhe and several strong Six Pill Realms, and after finding out that the other party had begun to strangle those Yuan Spirits one by one, he knew that the time had come.

Looking at Yuan Ling, who was attacking him, he smiled lightly, twisted his waist, avoided the opponent's long fist, and slammed his elbow into the heart of Yuan Ling, smashing the opponent to pieces.

Then he jumped in the air and kicked the head of a Yuan Ling with a whip kick, instantly kicking the opponent's head and flying out.

Split Hollow Claw!

The earthy yellow vitality in the black wind's hand surged, and the claws instantly became heavier than a thousand catties, and with a swing of the vulture, the two Yuan Spirits who attacked all pressed on the ground.

The cold light in his eyes flashed, and with a slight force, the two primordial spirits were smashed to pieces in an instant.

Although these Yuan Spirits have the strength of the Yuan Qi of the Three Pill Realm, their true strength is not as good as that of the Three Pill Realm martial artists, so the black wind can deal with it so easily.

"Good boy!"

"That black-character boy is a bit too much of a natural power, isn't it?

Outside the Hall of All Souls, more than a dozen executioners were staring at a water mirror, looking at the interior of the Hall of All Souls from afar, nodding frequently when they saw Li Zhe and other martial artists, and when they saw Hei Feng's fighting style, they couldn't help but be secretly speechless.

"Add more Yuan Ling to them!" The leading elder didn't know when he also came to this water mirror, looking at the scene inside, he smiled.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at the black wind inside, and secretly wondered in his heart, this kid is an earth attribute?

Airplanes!

Boom!

As the Yuan Spirits continued to be wiped out, there were fewer and fewer Yuan Spirits in the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, and many martial artists showed a hint of joy, after all, it was not easy for them to fight against these Yuan Spirits when they were suppressed by many powerful Yuan Techniques.

Boom, in the next moment, the array in the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls shone brightly, and hundreds of Yuan Spirits descended into the Hall of All Souls again.

Many warriors were stunned in unison, what was the situation? The Ten Thousand Souls Hall was convulsed? Why did it suddenly shine again? Yuanshi didn't want money? Or did the formation stimulus not need money?

Bang bang bang!

More Yuan Spirits descended on the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls than just now, and at this moment, many martial artists who were originally on the edge of their physical strength couldn't help but show despair, and finally even closed their eyes a little weakly.

However, they waited for a long time, and they didn't feel any signs of the Yuan Spirit's attack, and they couldn't help but slowly open their eyes, and the scene in front of them completely shocked them, and the sea-like Yuan Spirit was frantically slaughtering towards those Six Pill Realm and Five Pill Realm.

Among them, there was even a Four Pill Realm who was also deliberately taken care of, but the other party couldn't help but not look like he was struggling, and even occupied the upper point for a while.

Click!

Li Xian grabbed another Yuan Ling's neck and glanced at Hei Feng's battle group, his eyes were a little gloomy, obviously in a very bad mood.

"Brother Li, that person really has some strength, no wonder he dares to refuse your invitation. ”

The female warrior who was concerned by Hei Feng, named Mu Qing, had known Li Xian for a long time, and at this time, seeing that the other party was paying attention to Hei Feng's side, she couldn't help but secretly sarcastically say to Hei Feng.

"He thinks that's it?" Li Xian sneered: "It's stupid, the vitality of the Hall of All Souls will be extracted from the Yuan Spirit, he wants to absorb the vitality of the Hall of All Souls to replenish himself, is he simply talking about a dream, fighting alone? I want to see how he recovers his vitality for a while." ”

"Zhu Di and Yan Chen retreated, adjusted their internal breath, and replaced the next batch!" Li Xian glanced at his battle circle and ordered decisively.

"Okay, Brother Li!"

Immediately, the two martial artists who had been fighting with Yuan Ling for a long time retreated, and even if two martial artists stepped into their positions, they blocked Yuan Ling's attack.

After most of the incense.

Many martial artists are tired, after all, the continuous use of Xiao Yuan Technique and fist and foot kung fu is also a lot of consumption for them, especially the Imperial Realm is not strong for the body, and many people have begun to knock the Yuan liquid at this time.

After all, it is not easy to obtain vitality from the Hall of All Souls, and it is not realistic to rely on your own circulation to recover your vitality in this Hall of All Souls, so drinking some cheap Yuan liquid is the most cost-effective way at this time.

Although the effect of the pill is better, for them, this situation can still be dealt with, and it is a bit wasteful to take the pill.

Li Xian's face became darker and darker, and the people on their side had changed twice, but Hei Feng's side was still like a beast, not tired at all, and killed all the Yuan Spirits who rushed up, it was a violent bloody feast!

Li Xian's small actions Hei Feng naturally found out a long time ago, but he didn't care, the other party wanted to see his embarrassed appearance after exhaustion, so he was really sorry.

Knocking a Yuan Spirit away with a single blow, Hei Feng secretly laughed in his heart, you must know that he has not used much Yuan Qi from the beginning to now, Yuan Qi is only used to wrap his fists and feet, he uses physical strength, how can Li Xian see that his Qi is exhausted?

Besides, even if he used Yuan Technique frequently, with his current foundation, the Yuan Qi reserves were not at all what Li Xian could imagine, and it couldn't be easier to deal with just a few dozen Yuan Spirits, okay?

Moreover, he has only used the vitality of the earth from the beginning to the present, and his strength has only played about half, and there is still a lot of spare strength, Rao is so, he believes that his performance is already amazing enough, and he doesn't see that he has been greatly "cared for"!

Bang!

With the last Yuan Spirit killed, the light in the Hall of All Souls finally began to dim, and after a few breaths, it completely disappeared, and it became an ordinary hall building again.

Hei Feng couldn't help but secretly complain, this test is definitely more than a stick of incense, at least a pillar and a half of time, these deeds really want to come out of one and a half.

This is because he wronged those deeds, and the extension of time for so long has nothing to do with them, this is all the order of the leading elder next to him, they dare not disobey it, anyway, the sky has fallen and there is a tall one on top.

Rumble!

The door of the Hall of All Souls was opened again, and many practitioners and disciples poured in, and those disciples took some of the eliminated martial artists out one after another.

Although these disciples were polite and polite, their faces were full of schadenfreude, obviously feeling ---- comfortable that someone was going through their past pain!

At this time, there were only less than two hundred of the hundreds of martial artists left, and the rest of the people were all introverted, not very old, and obviously all of them were outstanding people.

"You come with me!" Lu Youshen said in a loud voice.

Everyone was in unison and hurriedly followed Lu Xingzhi.

The magnificence is very large, after all, it was one of the three giants of Tianyu in the past, and now although it is lonely, no one dares to stretch out his hand to them.

Lu Youshen led them for dozens of miles before they stopped on a floating ground covered by clouds and mist.

In this cloud and mist, there is a tower of about seven or eight hundred meters, the base of this tower is huge, can have a diameter of nearly 100 meters, the tower gate stands high, and there are three big characters written on it: Spirit Measuring Tower!

"The Soul Tower is your last test, you can clear the customs if you break through the three floors of the Spirit Tower, the higher the points!"

"This is also the place where you have to come often after worshipping the style, the points can be exchanged for the resources of the sect, and this is the place where you can get the fastest and most points. ”

"Every time you clear a layer, you can not only get points, but also get rewards after this layer!"

"Go, go in, after this level, you are my magnificent disciples!"

Lu Youshen's last tone was leisurely, quite emotional, every time he recruited disciples, he was such a youthful and energetic warrior!

How many will end up as cannon fodder for martial arts? dozens, hundreds, or even all of them?

Lu Youshen only knew that he would recruit a large number of disciples to enter the style within three years, but after all these years, the number of disciples of the style was still the same, and there had never been a drastic increase.

Martial arts, it's difficult!