"So, the junior has already passed the second level?"

The white-robed old man smiled and nodded: "Actually, when Xiaoyou came out of the first room, he was already considered to have passed the test!"

Zhou Hao said deeply: "Thank you seniors!"

The white-robed old man waved his robe sleeves: "Go to the fourth floor, I'm afraid the eldest brother has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Zhou Hao clenched his fists again and walked to the top of the fourth floor.

Looking at Zhou Hao's back, the white-robed old man stroked the white beard on his chest and said to himself: "Although this son is only a talent of the top grade, this surname is really outstanding, and if time comes, I am afraid that he is also expected to become a pillar of the sect!

After the white-robed old man finished speaking, his lips moved quickly slightly. It was the secret method of sound transmission that informed the other two old men of the situation of the second level

Zhou Hao walked to the top of the fourth floor and looked up, in the empty hall, only the black-robed old man sat on the ground with his eyes closed.

Zhou Hao said: "I've seen my predecessors!"

The black-robed old man slowly opened his eyes, and said with a smile on his eyebrows: "I already know everything about the situation in the first two levels. The old man has been waiting for you for a long time, come and sit down!"

Zhou Hao followed as he said, and walked over to sit opposite the black-robed old man.

I only heard the old man in the black robe say: "Do you know what is the test in this last level?"

"This third level is the surname of the heart!" Zhou Hao replied respectfully.

"Yes, as long as you can pass the old man's level, you will be my outer disciple of the Mixed Yuan Sect!"

"Please also ask the seniors to teach!"

"Close your eyes and watch your mind. As long as you are not confused by foreign objects, you will be considered to have cleared the level!"

"Yes!"

Zhou Hao slowly closed his eyes, gathered his mind, and gradually immersed himself in a state of concentration.

Seeing that Zhou Hao had settled down so quickly, the old man in the black robe was also quite surprised, smiled slightly, flicked his fingers to Zhou Hao's eyebrows, and a little spiritual light instantly disappeared into Zhou Hao's mind.

Zhou Hao, who closed his eyes tightly, suddenly shook his body, feeling as if he had sunk into boundless darkness, and then a flower in front of him actually came to the battlefield again!

As far as the eye can see, on the white snowfield, there are dead corpses all over the place!

Looking down, the one lying on his feet was actually the cold and stiff corpse of Hou Fatty!

I saw that Hou Fatzi was full of crossbow arrows all over his body, and the blood had already been exhausted, and even the fiery red xenomorph sweat and blood BMW was also hit by countless arrows and died next to Hou Fatman.

And beside Hou Fatzi, it was the corpses of thousands of brothers in the pro-military camp that were densely packed and overlapped!

In the distance, the tall body of Qingyu Mountain looms in the wind and snow.

Zhou Hao's face showed a look of horror, and he muttered to himself: "Isn't this the Qingyu Mountain where the decisive battle with the Japanese Invaders was won? How is this possible? Wasn't Hou Tou rescued by us? How could he die here?"

Looking at the dead corpses everywhere, Zhou Hao's eyes turned red, and he picked up Hou Fatzi's already cold corpse, and roared angrily: "Hou Tou, Hou Tou! How could you die? How could you die here?"

The corpse was stiff and heavy, and Zhou Hao brushed the ice and snow off Hou Fatzi's face in a heavy mood, which felt extremely real.

"What the hell is going on? Why did I suddenly appear here? Aren't I taking the entrance examination in the Mixed Yuan Sect? Why did I suddenly appear here?"

"Yes, yes! The old man in the black robe is assessing my heart and surname, could this be all an illusion made by him?"

"This must be an illusion! The Fusang people only have their last breath left, Hou Tou is the deputy division of the hussar battalion, where will he die in Goryeo, not to mention that it is already April, how can it still be a scene of ice and snow!"

Thinking about this link, Zhou Hao exhaled a long breath, gently put down the body of the fat man, and ran into the distance, wanting to see how capable this black-robed old man was.

Suddenly, there was the sound of rolling horses' hooves in the distance, and a large group of cavalry galloped in the wind and snow, and saw Zhou Hao from a distance, and the leader suddenly shouted: "Zhou Hao's chaotic ministers and thieves are in front, take it for this prince!"

Zhou Hao heard the prestige, and the leader was the one, isn't it Ji Yue's house, who else will there be?

A large group of cavalry surrounded Zhou Hao and swarmed up, about to chop Zhou Hao into meat sauce.

These people are all dressed as Liaodong cavalrymen, and when he saw his former comrades, Zhou Hao closed his eyes and told himself repeatedly in his heart: "This is an illusion, this is an illusion, it is not real, it is definitely not true!" But how can we get rid of this incomparably real illusion?"

"There is no other way but to kill these phantoms, maybe they can be broken!"

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao suddenly opened his eyes, quickly held the Xingyin Bow in his hand, grabbed it with his backhand, and four armor-piercing arrows were drawn on the string, shooting towards his comrades like lightning.

"Puff puff!" Zhou Hao's hands moved quickly, and the fourth-order rainstorm arrows shot out without stopping.

The cavalry that swarmed up suddenly fell in a large area!

In just the blink of an eye, Zhou Hao shot five or six waves of rainstorm arrows, and hundreds of cavalry fell in half in an instant.

At this time, I only heard Ji Yue shouting from afar: "Zhou Hao is a traitor, hurry up and arrest this prince!

Zhou Hao looked from afar, only to see an old figure being pushed out, and after a closer look, it was his only relative - grandfather Zhou Dingshan!

Two sharp ghost-headed knives were on Grandpa's neck at this time! I only heard Ji Yue say again: "Zhou Hao, quickly put down the bow and arrows and capture them! Otherwise, I will cut your old man first!"

Zhou Hao closed his eyes in pain again and told himself that all this was an illusion, an illusion!

"Since you want to trap me with family affection, then the master will cut off all the vanity!" Zhou Hao's eyes suddenly widened, and an arrow of formation was buckled on the string, and without saying a word, he shot towards Ji Yue's illusion.

Zhou Hao's eyes were blood-red, and he bombarded Ji Yue into meat residue!

As soon as Ji Yue died, everything in front of him suddenly disappeared! Zhou Hao's eyes returned to nothingness!

The black-robed old man's eyes were slightly closed, and he suddenly opened them, and said in his heart: This kid is so big that he kills his surname, and he actually destroys his illusion by killing! Could it be that his heart is so hard as iron that even the affection of his closest relatives can't restrain him? No, he still has to test this kid, maybe he hit it by mistake!

Thinking of this, the black-robed old man flicked his fingers again, and a little spiritual light once again sank into Zhou Hao's forehead.

Zhou Hao felt that the scene in front of him changed suddenly, it was pitch black all around, the wind was gusting, the ghost fire was lit, and the ghosts were crying wolf howls in the distance, drifting closer and closer to him.

Faintly, Zhou Hao heard a burst of mournful and gloomy ghost crying: "Zhou Hao Zhou Hao, give me back my life!"

"Zhou Hao, we died so miserably! We want to eat your flesh, drink your blood, and gnaw your bones!"

The voices gathered more and more, and they gathered around in all directions.

In the darkness, bloody grimaces and mutilated corpses staggered towards him.