In front of the Lingtian Pavilion in Lingtian Xinghai, on a stone tablet more than ten feet high, there is a secret name engraved on it.
The first name among them was Ye Yang, which was originally an extremely unfamiliar name to Lingtian Xinghai.
But since the last time Ye Yang brainstormed Lingtian Pavilion and fought fiercely at Lei Wenshan, his name has been engraved in everyone's hearts.
"Look, it's Yang'er. Look, Ling Tian, our Yang'er is ranked first." Ye Qianxue said excitedly, pointing to the very familiar name on the stone tablet.
The opening of the demon battlefield is a very sacred event, and the entire Lingtian Xinghai has already started waiting for it.
The Ye Clan waited here early because Ye Yang participated in the Demon Battlefield Trial, which was the most glorious thing in the history of the Ye Clan.
As soon as the stone tablet appeared, they began to look for the familiar name on it. When they saw Ye Yang's name, Ye Yang, who was originally ranked at the bottom, suddenly ranked first.
The words "One Thousand" were clearly written on the seat behind Ye Yang. At this time, they already knew some of the rules of the trial and understood the meaning.
Ye Lingtian looked at the tears of excitement in his beloved wife's eyes, and held Ye Qianxue's hand tightly, feeling the excitement in each other's hearts.
All the warriors of the Ye clan let out a cheer. Ye Yang was able to rise to the first place, which made them extremely proud.
"Good guy, as soon as he entered the battlefield, he instantly killed a middle-stage Lord Warcraft. This Ye Yang is too scary."
Some people secretly took a breath of air-conditioning. From the appearance of the stone tablet to the change of Ye Yang's name, it only took one breath.
The stone tablet standing in front of them is a projection of a sacred artifact, used to calculate the battle points of the Sons of God, and is absolutely accurate.
"Hmph, what's the big deal? It's just shitty luck. I believe Lord Holy Son can surpass him soon." A disciple of Lingtian Xinghai sneered, obviously a supporter of Lei Wenshan.
The man's words immediately aroused the angry glares of the Ye clan disciples, but the man still had a sneer on his face, obviously his status was not low.
The disciples of the Ye clan were about to retort, but were stopped by Ye Nu, who said to those disciples, "Looking at your potential, is it honorable to spit on others? Look at when Ye Yang has spoken to others."
"The patriarch is right. Brother Ye Yang has always been quiet about his actions. Let's also learn from him and don't let him look down on us."
After one of the disciples shouted loudly, the disciples who were ready to curse just now closed their mouths and never looked at that person again.
While everyone was talking outside the Lingtian Pavilion, inside the Lingtian Pavilion, Shui Wuhen and the Yuanming envoy were still continuing the chess game.
"This Ye Yang is really good. If he can grow up, he will definitely shine when the disaster strikes in the future." The envoy of Yuan and Ming Dynasties showed a hint of admiration in his eyes despite his usual indifference.
"Oh? Why does Brother Yuan Ming want to change his mind and directly absorb him into the Immortal Palace?" Shui Wuhen said with a smile.
The envoy of Yuan and Ming Dynasty shook his head and said, "No, although I admire him, I dare not forget the teachings of my ancestors. Let it be natural."
Suddenly Shui Wuhen pushed the chessboard in front of him and said, "I've been playing chess for so many years and it's getting boring. Why don't we change the way we play today?"
"What?" the Yuan and Ming envoy asked with great interest.
"Let's make a bet. This time there are many geniuses among the Holy Sons, who are several times more powerful than before. Let's test our vision and each choose one person to see who can be ranked first. How about it?" Shui Wu
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"Haha, Brother Wuhen must be very confident in his own vision, so he made this bet with me. Well, this method is indeed easier and more direct than playing chess. Tell me, who do you like?" the envoy of Yuanming said.
"Then I have to say it first. The person who is definitely number one in my ranking must be Yaoyue from Liuyun Immortal Palace," Shui Wuhen said.
"Brother Wuhen, Brother Wuhen, what are you doing with Wanlai? Do you really think I can't figure out the origin of that girl?" The Yuanming envoy looked at Shui Wuhen and joked.
Shui Wuhen couldn't help but blush, and said awkwardly, "How about I choose someone else?"
"It doesn't matter, although I know her origins, I have a hunch that she may not be able to get the first place," the Yuan Ming envoy said.
"Oh? Since you know her origin, you are still so confident? Who is that person?" Shui Wuhen said slightly surprised.
"Ye Yang," said the envoy of Yuan and Ming Dynasty.
"No, although Ye Yang's combat power is extremely high and he can compete with Wenshan, but compared with Yaoyue, I'm afraid he's not even a little bit behind," Shui Wuhen said with some doubts.
Originally, he thought that the Yuan Ming envoy would choose Mu Yuqing, because Mu Yuqing is a rare acquired spirit that can be seen in ten thousand years. It can control the spiritual power of heaven and earth and has extremely high combat power.
But the envoy of Yuan and Ming actually chose Ye Yang. Although he also thought Ye Yang was amazing, after all, his cultivation level was too low and he was only the sect leader, so he was not optimistic about him.
"Brother Wuhen, you still underestimate him. Although this boy is not old and his cultivation level is not high, his murderous aura is as vast as the sea. He must have experienced countless bloody storms.
Such a guy will never show off his strength unless absolutely necessary, let's just see the final result," the Yuan Ming envoy said with a slight smile.
"Well, since you are optimistic about him, let's see the final result. I don't really believe that he will be more powerful than the inheritor of the Great Emperor's bloodline," Shui Wuhen shook his head.
The envoys of the Yuan and Ming Dynasties smiled and said nothing. Who is more powerful, the bloodline inheritance of the Great Emperor or the martial arts inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor? Hey, this still needs facts to prove.
Three hours passed in the blink of an eye, and what made the Ye clan people feel slightly disappointed was that the number behind Ye Yang's name remained unchanged. Apparently he never killed the monster again.
But the others caught up one after another, and three hours later, Ye Yang's name was actually photographed at number eleven.
"What I said is right, you can only get lucky once, and you have to rely on your true strength later. He is a boy who is the leader of the sect. If he wants to occupy the first place, just dream." He had previously mocked Ye Yang
Disciple, once again provoked.
But this time, no one from the Ye clan paid him any attention. Ye Lingtian patted the nervous Ye Qianxue and said, "Don't worry, don't you know our son? He won't suffer."
Just as Ye Qianxue nodded, she suddenly heard an exclamation from someone.
"Oh my God, someone's name has been dimmed."
Everyone was shocked and hurriedly looked at the stone tablet. Among the glittering names on the stone tablet, there was indeed a dim name.
Everyone was shocked for a moment. The dimming of that name meant that a Holy Son had failed in his training. In other words, a Holy Son-level power had fallen.
Ye Qianxue's face suddenly turned pale. She didn't expect the Holy Son's trial to be so cruel. Doesn't that mean Ye Yang is also very dangerous?
"Ling Tian, I'm so worried about Yang'er. If I had known this, I wouldn't have participated in the Lao Shizi trial."
"Mom, don't worry, Ye Yang will definitely be fine. Nothing in the world can trouble him," Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingqian comforted.
Ye Qingxuan has almost blind confidence in Ye Yang. That confidence comes from the fact that Ye Yang has always relied on creating miracles to achieve what he is today. She believes in Ye Yang.
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When the outside world was bustling with commotion, Ye Yang wiped the grease on his mouth and threw the last bone onto the mountain of bones behind him.
After looking around, I found that the place was completely deserted for thousands of miles, and I couldn't tell the direction at all.
Ye Yang simply didn't care about the direction and started looking for targets at random. However, what made Ye Yang depressed was that he didn't encounter any magical beasts.
No way, without World of Warcraft, how can I test it? How can I survive by eating?
I couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Time is points, time is barbecue. I quickened my pace and ran forward.
Except for the one I encountered when I first came in, I never encountered another one. However, there was no map here, let alone coordinate prompts, so I could only run forward with my eyes closed.
After running for tens of thousands of miles, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the front. Ye Yang felt happy and hurriedly ran towards the sound.
When he got closer, Ye Yang realized that an extremely fierce battle between man and beast was taking place thousands of miles ahead.
Three powerful human lords and tens of thousands of elite warriors were facing a group of hundreds of monsters in a fierce and bloody battle.
What surprised Ye Yang was that among the hundreds of monsters, there were actually more than a dozen Lord-level beasts, and one was a late-level Lord, or a mid-level Three-headed Lord.
There are only three powerful Lords on the human side. They are struggling to resist and slowly retreat. However, the monsters bite them tightly and do not give them a chance to retreat.
"Ouch"
A white light emitted from the mouth of a demon bear, which immediately smashed hundreds of warriors in front into pieces, causing the retreating formation to become chaotic.
And the three powerful Lord-level men were also in a tough fight. There was no way to rescue them, so they could only worry in vain.
"Cloud-Piercing Arrow"
Bloody light rose into the sky, and a golden arrow plundered.
"puff"
The most powerful existence among the Warcraft, the Warcraft in the later stage of the Lord, was suddenly shattered by an arrow.
The strong human being who was fighting with it was suddenly stunned and hurriedly turned around to look.
I saw a figure in the air, with flying black robes, white hair, and a bloody long bow in his hand, like a bloodthirsty demon in hell, facing the group of monsters.
"Puff puff puff"
The sound of explosions was endless, and every time Ye Yang shot an arrow, a Lord-level monster must fall.
What surprised Ye Yang was that although these monsters were powerful, because they had become demonized, their IQs had become lower, and their alertness was even worse.
Now Ye Yang uses the power of the world to activate the blood-colored long bow, and kills these defenseless monsters with one strike, without any missed arrows.
Seeing those incomparably powerful monsters being shot to death like rabbits in the hands of that man, they were all stunned.
Ye Yang fired more than a dozen arrows in a row, and more than a dozen monsters lay down. At this time, the others reacted and stopped retreating. They took out their weapons and started to attack.
Just as he put away the long bow, he heard a familiar voice, "Brother Ye Yang, you saved my brother's life this time." (To be continued)