In the cloudy eyes, there was gradually a surge of blood.

At this time, Ning Yan's consciousness was already immersed in the illusion of the Purgatory Stone.

One breath time......

Two breathing times......

Ning Yan's expression began to become hideous.

However, there was no panic on his face. Most of the martial artists who had previously ascended the Purgatory Stone for the will test had just fallen into the illusion, and their subconscious would show fear on their faces, and their bodies would even have large movements.

Three breathing times......

In the illusion, Ning Yan tried to fight the masked man, but he found that no matter how he attacked, even if he sacrificed the Golden Wheel Star Soul to perform a sword-style sword move, he couldn't hurt the masked man in the slightest.

Helpless, he could only choose to flee.

Urging the vitality to the extreme, the figure turned into a streamer, running wildly.

However, the fierce beast under the masked man is also extremely fast. The blood-masked figure followed him closely.

After running for a long time, he couldn't get rid of the pursuit.

Second, third...... More masked people appeared one after another, their murderous intent monstrous, and the roar of the beast shook the sky.

I don't know how long I ran, Ning Yan felt that the vitality in his body was getting less and less. A deep feeling of exhaustion came over irrepressibly.

He was tired, tired.

Not just physical exhaustion, but also fatigue from the spirit.

Suddenly, he saw a person appear hundreds of meters in front of him. This man made him feel familiar.

He forced a breath and stared.

"Father?"

Ning Yan's expression froze, and he shouted out these two words.

He saw his father, Ning Donghe!

Ning Donghe seemed to hear Ning Yan's shout, he turned around and looked over.

Ning Donghe seemed to hear Ning Yan's shout, he turned around and looked over.

Although they were hundreds of meters apart, Ning Yan seemed to be able to see the smile on his father's face.

Just as Ning Yan was about to use his last strength to run to his father's side, a blood-colored masked figure appeared beside his father without warning.

The blood-masked man lifted the black spear and stabbed it fiercely at Ning Donghe's chest.

Blood, splattered out. The black spear easily pierced through Ning Donghe's chest.

With a slight effort, the masked man lifted Ning Donghe's body into the air.

Ning Donghe hung weakly on the spear. Blood, oozing from the corners of the mouth. He twisted his head with difficulty, and looked at Ning Yan. His lips quirmed, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

"No!" Ning Yan roared hysterically.

"Ahh Nope! "Indescribable grief invaded his body and mind.

On the Purgatory Stone, Ning Yan's body shook more and more. It looks like it could fall at any moment.

"Ning Yan, this is an illusion, everything you see is fake."

Qin Xuan's voice sounded in Ning Xuan's mind.

As this voice came, there seemed to be a wave of energy, merging into Ning Yan's divine soul. This power made Ning Yan, who was already close to collapse, sober up in an instant.

On the high platform of the square.

Zhu Yang said loudly: "Four breaths is better than I imagined." I thought he would only be able to hold out for two or three breaths at most. ”

Seeing Ning Yan who was crumbling, he thought that this young martial artist who was undergoing a will test would fall from above the next moment.

Liu Gufeng smiled and said, "This assessment result, as far as a young martial artist under the age of twenty is concerned, it is not bad. ”

Of the more than twenty young martial artists who had already completed the assessment, many of them had only lasted four or five breaths on the Purgatory Stone.

Ning Zehui said with a cruel smile: "As Patriarch Su just said, this little cub can't enter the academy. ”

Of course, he didn't want to see Ning Yan enter the academy to practice.

Five breathing times......

"Huh?"

These big men who were talking about Ning Yan with smiles on their faces moved at the same time.

Seeing that Ning Yan, who was already crumbling and was about to fall from the Purgatory Stone, actually stabilized his body again.

The red light in his eyes also became a little lighter.

What's going on?

The expressions of Ning Zehui and the others then became strange.

Li Yunqi, Zhao Qingyin, Xu Wen and other big figures also faintly flashed a ray of light in their eyes.

A moment ago, Li Yunqi's opinion was the same as Zhu Yang's, and he also thought that Ning Yan couldn't hold on. But suddenly, Ning Yan stood firm again.

Xu Wen frowned, looked at the people around him and said, "Fellow Daoists, why do I feel a little wrong?" ”

Everyone looked at Xu Wen and nodded secretly. They also felt that something was wrong.

Su Youchen and the patriarchs of several major clans put away the smiles on their faces, and their expressions became cold.

Six breathing times......

On the Purgatory Stone, Ning Yan had already insisted on taking a full six breaths.

This result has already met the minimum requirements for the will assessment of the six universities to recruit new talents.

Yangding University Recruitment Area.

Elder Chen Shouyun didn't know when he got up from his seat. His gaze was fixed on Ning Yan, and there was excitement in his eyes.

Ning Yan was able to hold on to the Purgatory Stone for six breaths, which was beyond his expectations.

The two deacons, Bai Zifeng and Tao Qing, also stared at Ning Yan intently.

Before Ning Yan conducted the will assessment, both of them also felt that Ning Yan could only hold on to three breaths at most.

Now it seems that this young martial artist who was expelled from the Ning family has a much stronger state of mind and will than they imagined.

Seven breaths......

Eight breath times......

Ning Yan stood on the Purgatory Stone, still not falling.

Ning Zehui could no longer fully control his emotions, his face was pale, and he roared angrily: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Damn it! Why does this little cub have such a strong will! ”

No one responded to him.

At this time, his face was as ugly as Ning Zehui's, and there was also Elder Li Bing of the Xingnan Academy.

This high-ranking elder of the Xingnan Academy frowned, and his face looked a little dark.

Ning Yan's assessment results were like a heavy hammer smashing into his face.

What is the concept of insisting on eight breaths in the will test?

Before Ning Yan conducted the will assessment, only Zhu Conglong and Ning Zhao had insisted on taking more than eight breaths on the Purgatory Stone. Compared with the will alone, Ning Yan can be called outstanding.

Li Bing gritted his teeth, thinking of what he said earlier, he became more and more angry. The killing intent in his heart is also stronger.

He felt ashamed!

And the person who made him lose face was Ning Yan, who had not yet finished the will assessment!

On the periphery of the square, the crowd was also in an uproar.

"It's incredible! Ning Yan was able to hold on to eight breaths in the will test! ”

"Yangding Academy accepted his application, doesn't it mean that it is certain that he will be recruited by Yangding Academy?"

"Well, from this moment on, Ning Yan is already a student of the Quasi-Yangding Academy. Haha, the Ning family actually expelled such a child from the family. ”