In the battlefield, chaos still broke out. As time goes by, fewer and fewer people can still stand, and the vast battlefield no longer seems crowded.

Ye Futian and the others stood in a calm position. Since the Holy Fire Sect was defeated, no one dared to come and find fault again. Not only Ye Futian, but many top figures stood on the side, and no one dared to move unless they took the initiative to sweep others out.

Finally, on the ladder, the old man who was in charge of the battle spoke: "Armation."

As soon as the words fell, many fighting people scattered, the nine-character halos dimly, and then the light curtain disappeared.

This violent and chaotic battle ended here. Looking at the figures still standing on the battlefield, many people felt a little moved. There are only three thousand people left so many strong people.

These three thousand people standing on the battlefield are already considered outstanding figures from all sides of the deserted state.

Afterwards, many figures flashed in the Shisheng Dao Palace, lifting the dead and injured down and clearing the battlefield. Among the crowd, the powerful men of the Holy Fire Sect took Du Ao's body away, with an extremely cold expression. Now, only Xie Ji is left in the battlefield in the Holy Fire Sect. I hope that in the next battle, he can truly show his edge and avenge Du Ao.

Soon, the battlefield was cleared, and the positions of the three thousand people had already been disorganized. Standing in that battlefield space, the old man on the ladder looked at them and continued to speak: "Next, a holy monument will come to the battlefield. If you can't bear it, you will withdraw from the battlefield. There will be only one thousand people left in the three thousand practitioners. These thousand people are candidates for disciples of the Supreme Saint Tao Palace, many of whom can become disciples of the Supreme Saint Tao Palace. Therefore, next, you will do your best to withstand the pressure of the Holy Monument."

Now, among the three thousand cultivators selected, there are still people who are protected, such as the major top forces, such as the royal family, the Zhuge family, Baiyun City, etc., not one person. Even Ye Futian and the others are all together. In addition, many people joined forces in the previous chaos.

Therefore, although these three thousand people are relatively excellent, they have not been completely removed and screened.

Next, the Holy Monument was the powerful force, and one thousand people were selected from the three thousand practitioners, so that they could truly choose the disciples of the Supreme Saint Tao Palace and officially become candidates.

Starting from the nine holy roads, we select one of the most outstanding figures in the deserted states.

"Next, no one who uses external objects to resist the pressure of the Holy Monument will be directly eliminated." The strong man on the ladder continued to speak, and several strong men flashed, descending to various locations behind the crowd, and released an invisible pressure on his body, as if he was isolating the battlefield.

"Please ask for the Holy Monument." The strong man on the ladder said, the vast and endless land became particularly quiet. The crowd who were watching from afar looked towards the direction of the Holy Dao Palace. On the ladder, nine extremely dazzling rays of light flashed, and the whistling sound came. Then they saw a holy monument flying down from the ladder, as if it was a spirit, falling from the sky.

The holy stele is a huge stone tablet. Each stone tablet seems to contain different powers. When they flew down, everyone below felt a trembling heart and felt an invisible pressure. This pressure was very powerful, and even in my mind, there was an artistic picture.

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

"Bang, bang!" One after another, a series of sounds came out. The moment the holy monument fell, many muffled groans came out, and many figures were directly shocked and their steps continued to go backwards.

For practitioners, the strength of their spiritual will is the key to their practice. They are a kind of talent and are a very important talent.

If you have weak mental will and limited level of practice, this is the reason for screening the Holy Monument. Moreover, you can only rely on yourself here and others cannot help.

If not, you will be eliminated.

Ye Futian also stepped back at this moment, stabilized his body, stared at the holy monument in front of him, and saw that the holy monument was fiery red. When he looked at the holy monument, he felt a terrible flame body walking out of the holy monument.

This body was extremely huge, like a flame god, pressing towards him step by step with terrible steps. He couldn't help but want to retreat, but thinking that this was an assessment, he naturally understood that he could not retreat.

The attack of spiritual will is a very wonderful force. It seems not to be the substance, but it is no different from the substance attack. Ye Futian knew that the holy monument was still standing there, but what he saw was no longer the holy monument, but the figure that was moving towards him step by step and wanted to burn him to destroy him.

He felt that his mental will and body were burning, in great pain. The figure seemed to be very far away and very close. He walked towards him step by step, but he could never reach it, but the pressure was getting stronger and stronger and almost difficult to support.

The sun's fire shone brightly and bloomed, and a sun appeared behind Ye Futian, and the will of flame bloomed. He closed his eyes, endured the strong burning intention, and was not afraid of pain. He was even experiencing the terrible flame power contained in it.

"Xieyu." Ye Futian shouted softly, a little worried that Hua Jieyu would fall from the holy tablet, which was like a person who suffered endless pain. If he was not careful, he would collapse his will.

In fact, this test can also be used to release the pressure by the strong man in the Holy Dao Palace, but people are selfish and cannot ensure absolute fairness. The so-called holy monument is consistent with everyone and cannot bear it, so they are eliminated.

Hua Jieyu was also in great pain at this time. She sat next to Ye Futian, and a stream of invisible mental power was released from her body, covering her body, resisting the pressure.

"Bang!"

Someone was penetrated by thunder and flew directly out, then fell to the ground, spitting blood in his mouth. The sage figure outside the battlefield stretched out his hand, lifted the man in the air, and took him outside. This was obviously an unsupportable person who was suffocated but died, and finally he was hit hard because he could not bear it.

Those who follow the top monsters are also eliminated one after another and cannot hold on.

There were also disciples of Star Academy around Ye Futian who could not support him. Even Qin Yin's body trembled slightly, and a look of extreme pain appeared on her face. Suddenly, she spit out a mouthful of blood, her body trembled violently, her body retreated to the back, and she left the battlefield directly.

The pressure dissipated invisible. Qin Yin looked at Ye Futian, Xuanyuan Bashan, Xie Wuji and Zui Qianchou were still insisting on it, but as the beloved daughter of the Jiuxian Mountain Feng Sage, she could not hold on first.

A hint of loss appeared in her beautiful eyes. Qin Yin knew that it was probably because she had an extraordinary status in Jiuxian Mountain and a woman was doting on her father, so she had experienced little experience and had never suffered such pain, and her mental and will resistance to stress appeared weak.

A superior family background does not mean that talent must be better.

There are many descendants among those top forces, but the truly dazzling people stand out from them.

"It turns out that even a single eagle is not as good as a eagle." Qin Yin looked at the Black Wind Eagle behind Ye Futian. The monster was always quiet, but he didn't expect it to be an ordinary monster.

There were people who were constantly out of the game. Soon, the lineup of 3,000 people was 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 could not support it.

At this time, on the battlefield, the human emperor Jiuge was straight, and three extremely dazzling imperial auras bloomed out on his body. His whole body was sacred, as if he was competing with his will, and he was extremely domineering.

In the other direction, Baiyun City's white serpent dress was floating, and he was arrogant. He opened his eyes there and looked at the holy monument, as if he had not been disturbed too much.

Tingxuelou Xu Que's murderous aura was roaring around him, whistling, cutting off the will to invade.

The nine swords behind Yan Jiu were roaring and flying around him, with the sword will extremely sharp.

Those top monsters have long understood the will of the king and princes, and their spiritual will is strong, so they have the strongest ability to withstand the will of invading, and even face the invading will attack head-on.

Ye Futian was still resisting the pressure of will, but he did not use the power of the emperor's will. Otherwise, this pressure would not affect him. Since it was a test, he wanted to feel how strong the pressure of the holy monument was, which would be beneficial to his practice. In the future, he would inevitably encounter people with strong will of the king and princes from time to time and directly oppress and attack with his spiritual will.

Gradually, Ye Futian adapted to the pressure of the flame will. Although the pressure was still terrifying, as if there were flames burning his spiritual will, Ye Futian could already bear it. He opened his eyes and looked at the second holy monument. The holy monument was purple, and the holy monument seemed to be wrapped in endless thunder and lightning.

When Ye Futian's eyes fell on the holy monument, countless thunder lights came to him. The terrifying thunder will rushed into his spiritual will. His body couldn't help but tremble. Endless thunder wandered on his body. Every thunder will was like lightning struck on his body. Invisible space, it seemed like a thunder storm that destroyed everything appeared above his head. From it was a thunder god figure standing, releasing the power of thunder to attack him.

At this time, Ye Futian had the power of protecting the spirit in his mind. Under the attack of the terrifying thunder will, the power of protecting the will of the stars continued to collapse, as if if he continued, his will would really collapse and die.

The will of the stars protecting the will continue to collapse, but there was a trace of thunder shining in Ye Futian's spiritual will, and it continued to grow and become stronger and stronger.

Not long after, a terrifying thunder dragon appeared in his mind, releasing endless thunder lightning to counter the invading thunder power. His thunder power was wandering around, becoming more and more violent, turning into a destructive thunder storm.
Chapter completed!