Sikong Haoran moved his steps, and in a whirlwind, he fell on the hard stone slab, if it weren't for the fact that his physical strength had reached the middle stage of the Bone Forging Realm, this would be enough to make him grin. In the assessment just now, his body was seriously overloaded, and the moment he moved his steps just now, he spent the last trace of strength.

He ignored the noise on the periphery, nor did he care about the different eyes around him, he glanced around, and found Murong Xiaoxiao in a purple-red silk robe in the crowd. His face was pale, his eyes were trembling slightly, and his lips were tightly pursed together from time to time, thinking that he had just come out of the enchantment.

Beneath her seemingly weak appearance, there is a fierce tiger lurking in her body, and with her current realm, it shouldn't be difficult to pass the second assessment. He wanted to walk closer to her, but there was another voice in his heart that resisted and struggled.

Sikong Haoran did not find the young man in white and the young man in black in the crowd, it seems that the realm and strength of the two of them are really much stronger than himself. There are many talents in Hengduan Continent, and there are countless proud sons of the sky, but anyone who can reach such a state at this age is all people with outstanding talent and extraordinary perseverance.

Sikong Haoran has a pride and ambition in his heart, and I am not alone.

The exhaustion of the body swept through his body, he did not rush to take out the elixir to restore the Xuan Qi and soul power from the Na Ring, he didn't want others to find out that he had the Na Ring, he didn't want to be targeted by people with a heart. He has heard the most about the innocence of his guilt these days, so he will use the contents as a last resort. Moreover, at the assessment site of the Sword Sect, under Ye Chaoyang's nose, he could let go of everything unscrupulously and restore the Xuan Qi and soul power in his body.

The black-clothed young man with the sword box on his back was crushed by the powerful soul coercion at this time in a pile of broken stone powder, and under his skull, a little red appeared in the powder.

His whole face was distorted and deformed by pain, looking extremely hideous and terrifying, his body did not have a trace of abnormal movement, and the folds between his eyebrows that were tightly squeezed together appeared a vague lightning-shaped outline, which was the unique mark of their soul cultivator clan, if it weren't for this powerful soul coercion, it would be impossible to expose the mark he had been hiding.

"Huh! The light black lightning mark, could it be... Soul Cultivator Clan!" "Now there are only two people left in the enchantment, their every move is in Ye Chaoyang's soul perception, he faintly saw that there was a slight difference between the eyebrows of the black-clothed young man, but he didn't expect that he was actually a soul cultivator who was favored by the Heavenly Dao. Ye Chaoyang was shocked and sighed a little at the same time, sighing that they were hunted down by the Soul Clan, and the clan withered and had a bad fate.

"I didn't expect that this time I personally came to the Western Regions Dragon Empire to recruit disciples, and I actually discovered a few rare jades!" Ye Chaoyang was very excited, he thought, he must take a few of them under his peak, no matter how much it costs.

The young man in black was immersed in the illusion at the moment, and the soul coercion of the outside world was already terrifying for him now

It was beyond the limits of what he could now bear, but he was still holding on, he didn't know if he had passed the test, and he didn't know if the sandalwood that symbolized the result of "pass and elimination" had burned out.

He didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, he didn't dare to retreat in the slightest. Although he has the secret art of the soul clan, he is still unable to compete with the old monsters who have been immersed in this area for decades. He didn't use the secret technique of the Soul Clan in this assessment, he didn't know if this Sword Sect elder was credible, he didn't know if he would covet what was on his body, the only thing he could believe in was himself.

"Yu'er, if you want to live, you must be strong to live, and hide far away! The people of the Demon Sect have discovered our existence, you quickly follow Uncle Teng and them, and hide as far away as possible!"

"Let's go, huh... , where to go, don't even think about leaving alive today!"

"Dad!"

The young man in black returned to the clan land again and saw the terrible massacre, over the years, these pictures, as long as you close your eyes, you will remember vividly, even if you fall asleep, you will wake up from your sleep. There are very few people left who fled that time, and they have been running around and hiding in Tibet all these years, like a frightened bird. In order to preserve the remaining bloodline of the soul cultivator clan, every time he goes out, he is accompanied by powerful guardians.

The young man in black was very sober, he knew that all this was due to the enchantment he was in, he was all too familiar with these scenes, and every time he remembered it, he was heartbroken and broken. He wanted to remember the nightmare of the Soul Cultivators, and he wanted to remember the butchers who mutilated his father.

The sword box behind the black-clothed young man swished under this resentment, as if he wanted to break free from the shackles of the sword box and cut through this world. His state of mind is undergoing irreversible changes in every nightmare, and the anger on his body is becoming more and more intense and violent.

"The evil qi and anger on the body of this black-clothed young man have actually reached the substance, what kind of ordeal has he gone through to have such grief and indignation at the age of fourteen! Bear the pain that he shouldn't bear!" Ye Chaoyang saw a series of changes in the black-clothed young man's body, and thoughtfully, the soul cultivator clan was not only favored by the Heavenly Dao, but also abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, which was sad and lamentable.

The black-clothed young man in the illusion realm grabbed the long sword with an inky black light all over his body at the moment when the sword box broke, and this long sword couldn't see the sword body clearly, and even the hilt was covered by the inky black light. This sword is the supreme treasure inherited by their soul cultivation clan, and it is all owned by each generation of patriarchs.

The black-clothed young man looked at the scene in front of him, his face was no longer as hideous as he had just now, but the evil aura on his body was even more intense, like an air current, rotating back and forth around the young man, and the young man was holding a long sword, pointing straight to the sky.

"Kill!"

A simple word, but with a monstrous killing intent, the illusion was broken in an instant, and the young man's body lying in the gravel powder also appeared on the stone steps, and the light black mark on his forehead was like never appearing again, leaving no traces.

He didn't look like it

The others were so exhausted, even fainted, and the evil qi that overflowed from their bodies disappeared without a trace under the cover of the black sword box behind them, and there was no horror like in the illusion at all. At this time, the black-clothed young man was no different from the others, he just took a deep look in Ye Chaoyang's direction, and then squatted down to recover the soul power consumed in his body.

They didn't have to wait long for a young man in a white robe to step out of the barrier, yes, to step out, not to teleport out of the barrier like the others.

"The prince is really powerful, he is worthy of being the proud son of the Dragon Empire, even the assessment barrier of the Sword Sect can be broken, who can control him!"

"Yes, the son of the world is really a blockbuster if he doesn't make a sound, I can't wait for the dust!"

There were bursts of exclamation and envy around, only Long Jingzhao himself knew how terrifying the second assessment of the Sword Sect was, how helpless he was in the illusion, if he hadn't been strong-willed, he would probably be the same as them, and he would not be teleported out of the enchantment until he was unconscious.

According to the assessment standards of the Sword Sect, the last few people who came out had already passed the assessment, but Ye Chaoyang found that they still had strength left, so he tested their potential a little, and it was really beyond his expectations.

Ye Chaoyang formed a mysterious handprint in his hand, pointed it forward, and the enchantment that covered half of the square turned into a point of light and disappeared in Ye Chaoyang's palm, looking at the torn and potholed capital square, Ye Chaoyang felt a heartache, and it seemed that he was going to be beaten by Long Tianze again.

Sikong Haoran saw Ye Chaoyang's series of movements, his eyes were glowing with green, just like a child waiting to be fed, and he couldn't wait to remember everything just now and turn it into his own strength.

Ye Chaoyang's soul power also paid attention to Sikong Haoran, he deliberately did all this, just to verify the guess in his heart that was close to the answer, sure enough, as he thought, he was familiar with the formation, this discovery made him ecstatic, if it was him!

From the beginning of the assessment to the present, that is, about two hours, because of the convenience of this enchantment, Ye Chaoyang did not consume too much of his soul power, the Sword Sect has been inherited for 50,000 years, if he can't even do this, it is really insulting to the name of the Sword Sect.

"The three hundred and thirty-two people above the spiritual realm soul power have completed the assessment, and your results will be announced the next day after the rest of the people are assessed tomorrow. Ye Chaoyang looked at the young girls below and said, "Presumably you have also seen the standard of the spiritual realm soul power assessment, and also felt his power, I hope he will not become your magic obstacle and nightmare, but become the source of power for your assessment tomorrow." ”

After saying this, Ye Chaoyang glanced lightly in the direction of Sikong Haoran, the black-clothed boy, and the white-clothed boy, and disappeared on the high platform.

Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong hurriedly came to Sikong Haoran's side when Ye Chaoyang withdrew the enchantment, "Haoran, it's good, I didn't expect that you would be able to hold on for so long after the sandalwood burned out, and finally break the illusion."

It's not like when some people come out, it's miserable!"

Shi Tianshuo smiled at Leng Tian, Ye Zimo and the other disciples of the six major families glanced at it with disdain, although the voice was small, but it was also loud enough, only to see a few of them with gloomy faces, if it weren't for the body and soul being overwhelmed, they would have already drawn their swords to face each other by now.

"Boy, I advise you not to jump, no one will think that it is a bad thing for them to live too long, don't think that with him to support you, you can be so unscrupulous, be careful which day you lack arms and legs, no wonder I didn't remind you!" Leng Tian laughed fiercely, and said coldly towards Shi Tianshuosen, over the years, everyone who has had a holiday with him has had a miserable ending.

Sikong Haoran stretched out his hand to stop Shi Tianshuo, there is no need to provoke right and wrong at this time, besides, this is still in the imperial capital, it is one acre and three points of land for others, just use a reason, it is enough for us to drink a pot. He turned a deaf ear to Leng Tianxiao's cold words, and ignored the hostility they thrown, and never glanced at the few of them.

Sikong Haoran got up and saw that the black-clothed young man with the sword box on his back had already disappeared on the stone steps, and he was not found around, and he was able to break through the boundary after him, and his curiosity in the face of the black boy in his heart was a little more, "What a mysterious guy!"

"Haoran, let's go back to the inn!" Shi Tiandong saw that the atmosphere at this time was full of a strong smell of gunpowder, compared to Shi Tianshuo, his temperament was calmer, and he was not overly ostentatious.

Sikong Haoran turned to look in the direction of Murong Xiaoxiao, there was a hint of redness on his pale cheeks, his head was lowered, and he smiled lightly and said something to the white-clothed young man beside him. For some reason, there was a sense of loss in his heart, so he turned around and walked down the stone steps with Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong, two brothers, and walked in the direction of the inn.

The young man in white looked proudly at the direction in which Sikong Haoran left, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he turned his head to look at Murong Xiaoxiao, who was Yan Ruoluohong and petite and delicate beside him, and said, "Xiaoxiao, I'll send you home." ”

(End of chapter)

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