Chapter 1947 Level 1: Wind and Thunder Terrace!

When the fiery red morning sun rises above the sea of ​​clouds, the peak square is almost full of people.

Another moment passed.

Chi la!

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind whistling in the sky, cracks opened in the sea of ​​clouds, and more than a dozen figures slowly flew from it.

These dozen or so people were flying in the sky, with bursts of illusory mysterious light shining all over their bodies. Flying in the air, there was a sense of strolling in the courtyard, giving people the feeling of being high above, with a sense of immortality.

The entire square was immediately affected by the invisible aura emitted by more than a dozen people.

"This is a true disciple of the Holy Land."

"It's so majestic..."

Someone exclaimed, the voice full of awe.

"The person in the front is Feng Lingyao from Baihuamen. I heard that she is one of the top ten true disciples of Baihuamen, and she is in charge of the Holy Land assessment of Jingyun City."

"I met that person once in Zhongtianyu. He is Yuehua from Xiaoyaozong."

"There are also those from Songwumen..."

The other young talents from various countries in the square looked at the dozen or so people who appeared, and their original arrogant and conceited expressions subsided unconsciously, showing envy and awe on their faces.

Even though they are outstanding geniuses among the dozens of countries of the Lieyun Dynasty, they are nothing compared to the disciples of the Holy Land, let alone the true disciples of the Holy Land.

The true disciples of the Holy Land are the core strength of the Holy Land Sect. They can call wind and rain, destroy and block rivers and mountains with a snap of their fingers, and use their means to reach the sky! Whether it is strength or identity, they are not comparable to them.

Of course, there are also a small number of people who have not lost their original self-confidence, including Yi Tianhan who ranks first in the combat power list, and Murong Yinyin, Qiu Mengyao, Lin Mang and others who are behind.

Of course, there is also Luo Feng.

"Sacred Land True Inheritance, I heard that to become a Holy Land True Inheritance disciple, you need to cultivate to reach the state of distraction. For disciples who have made great contributions to the sect and have outstanding potential, the conditions will be relaxed appropriately, but at least they are in the late Yuanhai state."

Yang Wan'er looked at the dozen or so holy land true biography that Ran Ran flew over, her eyes showed a bit of enthusiasm.

Luo Feng was also looking at these people, his eyes stayed on a man beside Yun Tao.

The man was wearing a fine attire and a sword, with a dignified aura. As he walked, there was a kind of supercilious detachment in his eyes, which made people want to bow their heads involuntarily in front of him.

"The Promise Sect, Yuehua..."

Looking at the man, Luo Feng's eyes flickered.

The aura of this person was consistent with the aura on the token he had obtained, so it was without a doubt the true disciple of the Promise Sect, Yuehua!

Besides Yuehua, Luo Feng was also very concerned about the woman at the front.

The surroundings of the woman were illusory and blurred, her bright eyes were like smoke and clouds, her temperament was dusty, and there was an illusory feeling of pure immortality. Luo Feng was not confused by this superficial phenomenon, he felt that the woman contained extremely powerful power, Surpassing the other true disciples of the Holy Land around him, he might be crushed to powder with a random blow.

"I don't know if Feng Lingyao has been crowned king..."

A thought flashed through Luo Feng's mind.

At this time, more than a dozen Holy Land True Inheritances slowly landed on the huge stone pillar in the middle of the square, showing a lofty attitude.

More than a dozen people gathered together and were so angry that auspicious clouds appeared in the sky.

"See brother!"

"See Senior Sister."

Immediately, all the Holy Land disciples in the square bowed down, showing enough respect.

Feng Lingyao nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes glanced around, and she waved her long sleeves. In an instant, a breeze blew in the square, and there was a faint fragrance in the air, which was refreshing.

The entire main peak, all voices, immediately fell silent, silent.

Feng Lingyao's red lips cleared her air, and her ethereal voice resounded in the square.

"Congratulations to everyone who has passed the first round of Holy Land assessment. As long as you can pass the second round of Holy Land assessment, it is equivalent to having one foot in the Holy Land. I hope everyone can go all out."

Hearing Feng Lingyao's words, the talents from all over the world present,

His expression shook slightly, and his eyes revealed a strong excitement.

Entering the Holy Land to practice, this is the biggest dream of every warrior who pursues martial arts!

Feng Lingyao continued: "The second round of Holy Land assessment is the same as the first round. It is also divided into three stages. Those who pass the three-stage assessment will have the opportunity to go to the Baizhan Dynasty to participate in the final round of assessment. , All the young talents in the territory of the Hundred Kingdoms will go to the Hundred Wars Dynasty, and when the final round of assessment is over, there will be a competition for the Nine Great Sons."

Nine Holy Sons!

Hearing Feng Lingyao's words, the talented people who participated in the assessment were shocked. The Nine Great Sons, this is the highest honor in the assessment of the Holy Land, and it also represents standing at the top of their peers!

Many people looked at Yi Tianhan in the crowd.

A strong light flashed across Yi Tianhan's eyes, and Murong Yinyin who was standing beside her also had a strange brilliance in her bright pupils, but it disappeared in a flash.

Also moved were Qiu Mengyao and Lin Mang, who were all well-known figures on the combat power list.

Of course, there is also Luo Feng!

"The Nine Great Sons, I will get them. However, for now, let's aim to dominate the Liuyun Dynasty." Luo Feng glanced over Yi Tianhan, Murong Yinyin and others one by one.

Unknowingly, the atmosphere in the entire square was completely ignited.

Feng Lingyao was very satisfied with this, and said with a smile: "Okay, this is the end of the gossip. Now the first stage of assessment will start. The first stage of assessment is the Fenglei Terrace. You only need to persist on the Fenglei Terrace for three days, and you will be counted." Pass the test."

Feng Lingyao pointed her right hand towards the air, pointing to the air suspended in the air.

"Three days!"

There was a commotion in the square. Obviously, no one expected that the first stage of the assessment would take such a long time.

At this moment, with a wave of Feng Lingyao's hand, a beam of mysterious light descended from the sky and shot into the open space of the square.

hum!

Suddenly, a huge cyan vortex appeared at the place where the mysterious light fell, and bursts of vast and unpredictable aura were revealed from the vortex, forming gusts of wind, sweeping across the entire square, like a black hole.

"The space is torn apart so easily!"

Looking at the cyan vortex, Luo Feng's pupils shrank, all the powerhouses above the distraction state have the ability to tear the void, but Feng Lingyao tearing the void with every gesture is enough to see how extraordinary she is!

"Remember, after entering the Fenglei Terrace, no matter what happens, you must stand. Once you fall down, it will be considered a failure. In addition, all fighting is prohibited inside, otherwise you will also be disqualified from the assessment. After three days, you It's time to come out."

Feng Lingyao explained, and said, "Go in. I hope you can persevere until the end."

Everyone looked at each other, and no one chose to be the first to go in.

"snort!"

A cold snort sounded, and Yi Tianhan stepped into the cyan whirlpool step by step.

hum!

The vortex oscillated slightly, and Yi Tianhan disappeared.

Afterwards, Murong Yinyin, Lin Mang and others also entered one by one.

Luo Feng turned around and said to the junior sisters: "Remember, you must do your best to challenge, and don't leave regrets for yourself."

"Yes, big brother."

"go in."

Luo Feng stretched his figure and flew towards the blue vortex, followed by other Linglong Hall disciples.

hum!

As soon as he stepped into the vortex, Luo Feng immediately felt as if he had stepped into a boundless abyss. He only felt that the sky was not the sky, the earth was not the sky, and his spirit was drifting up and down in nothingness. Fortunately, he had already had several similar experiences. Panic, keep your spirits tight.

The next moment.

Luo Feng lightened his body and stood on the ground with both feet.

Looking up, there is a vast space in front of me, surrounded by a huge cyan light curtain, the sky is cloudless, no surprises, this is a suspended island on the main peak square: the first level of the holy land assessment 'Fengleitai! '

hum! As the air rippled through layers of clear ripples, young talents participating in the assessment kept appearing.

"This is Fenglei Terrace, there doesn't seem to be anything unusual about it."

"Can we really pass the first test by staying here for three days?" Many people wondered.

"This is the Holy Land assessment, it shouldn't be that simple..."

The old god Luo Feng was there, standing calmly on the spot.

Everyone was discussing, suddenly something strange happened.

Crack!

In the clear sky, thunder and lightning suddenly exploded. The bright thunder and lightning seemed to tear the entire sky apart, sending out bursts of deafening roars. Looking up, the entire sky was full of thunder and lightning intersecting, as if To swallow everyone in, overwhelming the sky.

"what happened!"

Everyone was taken aback by this sudden change. Several young talents screamed in fright, and one accidentally fell to the ground.

Immediately, a cyan light flashed, and the figure of the young talented man who fell on the ground disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The main peak of Jingyun City.

slap...

Figures shot out from the cyan vortex and fell to the ground.

"I was so frightened by a little accident, with such a heart, how could I enter the Holy Land to practice."

The true disciple of Song Wu Sect shook his head.

The young warriors who shot out from the blue vortex in a dozen doors were stunned for a while, and finally figured out what happened, with remorse and shame on their faces.

"I don't know how many people can persevere to the end." More than a dozen true disciples slowly flew into the air, looking into Fenglei Terrace.

On the Fenglei platform.

Boom!

After the thunderstorm passed, everyone hadn't recovered yet. Suddenly, the earth began to crack, huge pillars of fire rose into the sky, and hot magma erupted from the ground, dyeing the sky and the earth red, and the temperature of the entire space rose in a straight line.

"The protective qi cannot be isolated..."

Luo Feng used his body-protecting qi, and found that he couldn't block the terrifying heat at all. The scalding hot wind seemed to ignore his body and directly scorched his soul.

"Could it be..."

Luo Feng thought about it for a while, and immediately understood that what this Fenglei Terrace is testing is not the strength of a warrior, but something more pure.

call……

The wind started to blow, and in the scalding hot wind, a bit of icy chill appeared without warning. Then, the flame subsided, and heavy snow fell from the sky, accompanied by the biting cold wind. It was obviously extremely terrifying snowstorm.

"It's so hot..."

"This... what's going on here."

"I really want to stick here for three days!"

(End of this chapter) (83 Chinese.83.)