Ye Ling stopped, he began to think, the strength of that Yang Xiangdong at the moment was obviously very low, and he could kill the other party in seconds with one blow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But it was precisely because of this that he began to suspect that maybe he would fail this time with one blow.

After all, the first three levels, one level is more difficult than the other, and there is no reason to say that the last level is so simple.

Just as he hesitated, he looked up at the sky and found that it was not early, and even the sun on the horizon was only half of his face.

Time is running out.

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows, looked at Yang Xiangdong, the illusion realm, snorted coldly, and said, "No matter who you are, if you want to stop my way to becoming stronger, it will be a dead end!"

"Do you really want to kill me?Now that so many disciples of the Tianyuan League are looking at you, you want to kill your master?" Illusion Yang Xiangdong raised his eyebrows, anger flashed on his face, and a majestic momentum directly pressed towards Ye Ling, it seemed that as long as Ye Ling dared to move, he would have committed a major disapproval in the world, and he would have no shame in the Tianyuan League from now on.

In that moment, Ye Ling was almost shaken.

Yang Xiangdong is at the bottom of the mountain at the moment, watching his every move, if he really kills Yang Xiangdong's illusion directly, will it really make Yang Xiangdong feel estranged in his heart?

But at the last moment, the corners of Ye Ling's mouth hooked up a smile: "You are just an illusion, even if you are dressed in the appearance of the alliance leader, you are still just a small illusion, if it is because of an illusion, I will directly stop my steps, then how can I make my martial arts prosperous? So...... You, go die!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Ling jumped forward and killed, opening and closing with a knife, directly landing on the top of Yang Xiangdong's head in the illusion, one knife, two halves, Yang Xiangdong in the illusion was directly killed by a knife without the slightest ability to resist.

And at this moment, an exclamation suddenly sounded at the foot of the mountain: "This Ye Ling is very hateful, he actually killed the alliance leader!"

"I must not let this son grow up, otherwise I am afraid that there will be a great threat in the future!"

"This son has no respect for his elders, so he must not be allowed to become a personal disciple!"

However, many disciples of the Tianyuan Alliance kept clamoring, but it did not make Yang Xiangdong's face ugly, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth also hooked up a smile.

"Don't be bound by the world's worldly gaze, you are the real strong. ”

Yang Xiangdong knew very well that Ye Ling had already passed this fourth level, in fact, this fourth level could only be passed in such a way, as for the other disciples, the reason why they were so angry was because they didn't know how to get through the fourth level.

After all, the person who can pass the fourth level is a true disciple, and for so many years, there has not been a true disciple for a long time.

And looking at Ye Ling on the mountain, after he killed Yang Xiangdong in the illusion at this moment, he immediately carried the long knife and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

This time, he reached the top of the mountain without the slightest hindrance.

At the top of the hill, there is a quaint, even dilapidated, temple.

The walls of this temple are made of mud, which have been mottled, and even the skin of the wall has begun to fall off, and at the foot of the wall, there are many weeds, some of which are even a person high, and a group of insects and birds are chirping in the corner of the wall, which is a dilapidated scene.

If it weren't for Ye Ling opening the second-level energy of the blue point of light and making sure that there was no illusion here, he would even think that he had reached the fifth level, but right now, this was his destination, not the fifth level.

"It's finally here. ”

Ye Ling didn't care about the ruin of the temple, he smiled slightly, raised his feet and walked to the door of the temple, raised his hand, pondered slightly, and finally knocked on the door, and then walked into the temple lightly.

The more dilapidated the temple is, the more the gate of the temple is half, and the main hall is full of fallen leaves.

Only in the temple, there is a statue of the god, which is still intact, but the color of the statue is also mottled and so badly that it is almost impossible to see its original face.

Ye Ling sighed, the dilapidated nature of this temple was still beyond his imagination, but he didn't waste much time, he just started looking around for incense that could be lit.

But when he walked around the temple, he didn't find any incense for him to light and worship.

At this moment, a burst of sweat couldn't help but ooze from his head, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Could it be that I have gone through many levels, but I am going to fail in this last step?"

He remembered very clearly that Yang Xiangdong had said that he could only become his true disciple after going to this temple and burning incense to worship his ancestors.

However, there was no incense candle to light here.

He knew that since Yang Xiangdong had already said this kind of request, it meant that this kind of request must be done, otherwise it would fail.

But right now, he turned out to be worse than not bringing incense and candles, which is really providential!

After smiling bitterly, he swept his eyes at the statue, the corners of his mouth grinned, and said: "Alas, it's just that, it's not that I can't ask for it, although I don't have the opportunity to become Yang Xiangdong's disciple today and become the descendant of your Tianyuan League, but I also have a fate or two with you, don't say anything else, let's help you tidy up this temple." ”

With that, Ye Ling walked to the corner of the wall, picked up a tattered broom, and swept out all the dead leaves in the hall at once.

But just when he completely swept away the pile of dead leaves, he suddenly found that in the corner of the wall, the place covered by dead leaves, was actually made of incense candles!

Seeing this, Ye Ling suddenly brightened.

This is the fifth level, and the fifth level is this temple, which tests not strength, nor mind, but a person's respect for their ancestors.

If he finds that he doesn't have anything with him here, and just turns around and leaves, then he really has no chance.

But at the last moment, he decided to help the idol clean the hall, but he saw the incense candles in the corner of the hall!

It's all designed.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling couldn't help but want to laugh.

But in the end, he still held back the excitement in his heart, picked up the incense candle, took out three sticks of incense, lit the incense with true qi, and then walked to the statue, raised the incense above his head, and bowed respectfully three times, and then he inserted the incense directly into the incense burner in front of the statue.

Airplanes!

Just after he finished this series of things, a buzzing sound suddenly came out, and a voice far away as if it came from ancient times, but close enough to seem to be in his ears, suddenly sounded.

"The thirteenth generation of true disciples, out!" (To be continued.) )