In the middle of the battlefield, chaotic battles still broke out, and as time went by, fewer and fewer people could still stand, and the vast battlefield no longer seemed crowded.

Ye Futian and they stood very calmly, since the Holy Fire Sect was defeated, no one dared to find fault again, not only Ye Futian, but many top figures stood on one side, and no one dared to move, unless they took the initiative to sweep others out.

Finally, on the ladder, the old man who presided over the battle spoke: "Truce the war. ”

The words fell, and many of the people who were fighting dispersed, and the aura of the nine characters in the nine directions was dimmed, and then the light curtain disappeared.

This violent and chaotic battle ended here, looking at those figures who were still standing in the battlefield, many people were a little emotional, so many strong people, now there are only three thousand people left.

The three thousand people who are still standing on the battlefield are already considered to be Tianjiao figures from all sides of the wasteland.

Subsequently, there were many figures flickering in the Holy Dao Palace, carrying the dead and wounded down to clean up the battlefield, among the crowd, there were strong men of the Holy Fire Sect who took away Duao's body, and their expressions were extremely indifferent, and now they Holy Fire Sect, only the evil silence is still in the battlefield, hoping that in the next battle, he can really show his edge and avenge Duao.

Soon, the battlefield was cleared, and the positions of the three thousand people had already been misplaced, standing in that battlefield space, the old man on the ladder looked at them and continued to speak: "Next, there will be a holy monument coming to the battlefield, if you can't bear it, you will withdraw from the battlefield, three thousand cultivators, there will be only one thousand people left, these thousand people are the candidates for the disciples of the Holy Dao Palace, and many of them can become disciples of the Holy Dao Palace, so next, do your best to bear the pressure of the holy monument." ”

Now among the three thousand cultivators screened out, there are still people who are sheltered, such as the major top forces, such as the royal family, the Zhuge family, Baiyun City and other forces, are not alone, even Ye Futian and they are all together, in addition to the previous chaotic war, there are also many people joining forces.

Therefore, although these 3,000 people are relatively excellent people, they still have not been eliminated and screened.

Next, the Holy Tablet coerced, and selected a thousand people from the three thousand cultivators, who were the disciples that the True Holy Dao Palace wanted to select, and officially became candidates.

Starting from the nine holy roads, the most outstanding figures in the Wasteland were selected layer by layer.

"Next, it is not allowed to use external objects, and anyone who resists the coercion of the Holy Monument with external objects will be directly out. The strong man on the ladder continued to speak, only to see several strong men flickering, descending on the positions behind the crowd, releasing an invisible coercion on his body, as if he was isolating the battlefield.

"Holy monument, please. The strong man on the ladder spoke, the vast and endless land, became extraordinarily quiet, the crowd watching from a distance all looked in the direction of the Holy Dao Palace, only to see that on the ladder, there were nine brilliant lights shining brightly, and the sound of whistling came, and then they saw a holy monument flying down from the top of the ladder, like a spirit, falling from the sky.

The holy stele is a huge stele, each stele seems to contain different powers, when they fly down into the air, everyone below feels a slight tremor in their hearts, and feels an invisible coercion, this coercion is very powerful, and even in their minds, there is already a picture of the artistic conception.

"Boom, boom, boom......" The nine-sided holy monument fell from the sky, directly located at the foot of the Holy Dao Palace, in front of the crowd, the huge stone monument was three zhang high, and it was located there in an arc.

"Bang, bang!" sound came out one after another, and the moment the holy monument fell, there were many muffled snorts, and many figures were directly shocked back, and their footsteps continued backwards.

For practitioners, the strength of the spiritual will is the key to cultivation, and it is a kind of talent in itself, and it is a very important talent.

If the spiritual will is weak and the cultivation height is limited, this is the reason for the selection of holy monuments, and here, you can only rely on yourself, and others cannot help.

If not, you'll be out.

Ye Futian also stepped back at this moment, stabilized his figure, and stared at a holy monument directly in front of him, only to see that the holy monument was fiery red, and when he looked at the holy monument, he felt that a terrifying flame body came out of the holy monument.

This body was incomparably huge, like a flame god, with terrifying steps, pressing towards him step by step, he couldn't help but want to retreat, but thinking that this was an assessment in itself, he naturally understood that he couldn't retreat.

The attack of the spiritual will is a very wonderful power, it does not seem to be the substance, but it is no different from the attack of the essence, Ye Futian knows that the holy monument is still standing there, but at this moment what he sees is no longer the holy monument, but the figure that is walking towards him step by step, wanting to burn him and crush him.

He felt as if his mental will and body were burning, and it was very painful, and the figure seemed far away and very close, walking towards him step by step, but it could never reach it, but the coercion was getting stronger and stronger, almost impossible to support.

The fire of the sun shone and bloomed, a round of sun appeared behind Ye Futian, the power of the flame will bloomed, he closed his eyes, endured a strong burning intention, was not afraid of pain, and even, he was perceiving the terrifying flame power contained in it.

"Explanation. Ye Futian shouted softly, a little worried about Hua Jieyu, the Holy Monument descended from the sky, it was simply a matter of boundless pain, and the slightest carelessness would be a collapse of will.

In fact, this test can also be used to release coercion in the posture of the strong man of the Holy Dao Palace, but people are selfish and cannot ensure absolute fairness, but the so-called holy monument is the same for everyone, and if they can't bear it, they will be eliminated.

Hua Jieyu was also extremely painful at this time, she sat beside Ye Futian, and an invisible spiritual power on her body was released, enveloping her body in it, resisting the coercion.

"Bang!"

Someone's body was pierced by thunder, flew out directly, and then fell to the ground, spitting blood, the sage figure outside the battlefield stretched out his hand, lifted the person in the air, and brought it outside, this is obviously a person who can't support but is dead, and finally suffered a heavy blow because he couldn't bear it.

Those who followed the top demons were also out one after another, unable to persevere.

Ye Futian also had Xingchen Academy disciples around him who were difficult to support, and even, Qin Yin's body trembled slightly, with an extremely painful look on her face, and suddenly, she spit out a mouthful of blood, her body trembled violently, and her body retreated backwards, directly out of the battlefield.

The pressure dissipated invisibly, Qin Yin looked at Ye Futian's side, Xuanyuan Bashan, Xie Wuji and Drunken Qianchou were still persevering, but she, as the beloved daughter of the Wind Sage of Jiuxian Mountain, could not support it one step ahead.

There was a hint of loss in her beautiful eyes, Qin Yin knew that it was probably because of her extraordinary status in Jiuxian Mountain, and because she was a woman who was spoiled by her father, she had experienced less and had not suffered such pain, and her spiritual will was weak.

A superior family background does not mean that talent is necessarily better.

There are many descendants of those top forces, but the really dazzling ones are all out of it.

"It's not even as good as a carving. Qin Yin looked at the black wind carving behind Ye Futian, this demon beast had been very quiet, but he didn't expect that it was not an ordinary demon.

There were people out of the game, and soon, the lineup of 3,000 people was probably only about 2,000 people left, and the slowdown gradually slowed down, but there were still people who were withdrawn from the battlefield because they couldn't support it.

At this time, in the battlefield, Emperor Jiuge's body was straight, and there were three brilliant imperial qi blooming out of his body, and his whole body was sacred, as if he was competing with his will, and he was domineering.

In the other direction, Bai Ze's clothes fluttered in Baiyun City, and he opened his eyes there, looking at the holy monument, as if he had not been disturbed too much.

Listening to the murderous aura around Xuelou Xu Que's body, he roared and moved, cutting off the will to invade.

The nine swords behind Yan Jiu roared, flying around his body, and his sword will was extremely powerful.

Those top demonic characters have long understood the will of the prince, and their spiritual will is strong, so they have the strongest endurance, and even resist the will attack of the invasion head-on.

Ye Futian is still resisting the coercion of the will, but he does not use the power of the emperor's will, otherwise this coercion will not be able to affect him, it is a test, he wants to feel how strong the coercion of the holy monument is, which is beneficial to cultivation, and when he fights with others in the future, he will inevitably encounter the powerful will of the prince and attack directly with the spiritual will.

Gradually, Ye Futian adapted to the coercion of the flame will, although the coercion was still terrifying, as if there was a flame burning his spiritual will, but Ye Futian was already able to bear it, he opened his eyes and looked towards the second holy monument, which was purple, and the holy monument seemed to be wrapped with endless thunder brilliance.

The moment Ye Futian's gaze fell on the holy monument, countless thunder lights came, and the terrifying thunder will rushed into the spiritual will, his body couldn't help but tremble, endless thunder roamed on the surface of the body, every wisp of thunder will was like lightning splitting on the body, and the invisible space was like a thunderstorm that destroyed everything appeared in the sky above his head, and from it stood a domineering thunder god figure, releasing the power of thunder to attack him.

At this time, Ye Futian had the Xingchen Will Protector Spiritual Power in his mind, and under the terrifying thunder will attack, the Xingchen Guardian Spiritual Power continued to collapse, as if if he continued, his will would really collapse and die.

The will of the stars to protect is constantly collapsing, but there is a trace of thunder shining in Ye Futian's spiritual will, and it is constantly growing, getting stronger and stronger.

It didn't take long for a terrifying thunder dragon to appear in his mind, releasing the power of endless thunder to resist the invading thunder, and he swam away with the thunder power all over his body, becoming more and more violent, turning into a thunderstorm of destruction.

"Is this the power of the will of thunder? Ye Futian looked ahead, as if there was a flash of thunder and lightning, and under the pressure of the holy monument, he actually comprehended the princely will of the thunder and lightning attribute.

The holy monument, borrowed from the understanding, seems to be also used for cultivation!

(End of chapter)