Seeing the figure appearing in front of him, Beiyin was so anxious that he almost cried.
"How do I choose? No matter which one I choose first, if any of them find out, I will not be hacked to death after I get out."
"God, why are you so cruel to me?"
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“Dongpo elbow, Sixi meatballs, steamed sea bass and steak hot pot.”
The fat follower looked at the dishes that appeared in front of him, his heart felt very painful, and his eyes widened.
"These are all my favorites. You must let me give up one. How should I choose?"
When the elder of the Magic Treasure Hall behind him saw this scene, he couldn't help but rub his temples and said angrily:
"Whether you want to give it up or not, you have to choose one anyway. Hurry up, choose early, and climb up the ladder early. Don't embarrass our Demon Slayer Pavilion."
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"You have been thinking about it here for a long time. If you delay it any longer, you probably won't even make it into the top 64. Why don't you make your choice quickly?"
The elder of the Magic Treasure Hall kindly reminded.
Yang Yi sat there and thought for a long time.
Seeing that everyone in front of him was the closest person in his life, he asked with a troubled face: "Does one of them have to die?"
Although he knew that these were all fake, each one of them was extremely real.
"That's for sure." The elder of the Magic Treasure Hall said, "If you don't kill one of them, you won't be able to climb the ladder to heaven. Those who are indecisive will never become great in the future."
"Oh well."
When Yang Yi heard this, a trace of cruelty flashed across his face, and he immediately raised his flying sword.
There was a scoff and blood splattered everywhere.
The figure of the elder of the Magic Treasure Hall also fell directly to the ground following this sound.
Yang Yi laughed when he saw this. This was not much different from what he expected.
The elders of the Magic Treasure Hall have to take care of hundreds of disciples who are climbing the ladder, so the clones left here will not have too much mobility.
Coupled with his own sneak attack, he had no room to resist.
Faced with such a very difficult question to choose from, if you must kill one of them, then if you are capable enough, you can only choose to kill the person who asked the question.
Seeing the elder of the Magic Treasure Hall fall to the ground, Yang Yi shouted at the more realistic relatives and friends in front of you: "Let's run away before this old boy comes."
For those illusions, everything that just happened was too complicated, and they didn't seem to understand what Yang Yi meant.
When Yang Yi flew up the ladder to heaven, those illusions still followed him.
Every time he took a step, Yang Yi felt as if there was a heavy burden on him behind him, as if every illusion was an invisible shackle, adding huge pressure to him.
What is going on?
He tried to climb up, but due to the pressure exerted by those fantasies, his speed could not be increased.
The figure of the elder of the Magic Treasure Hall appeared again.
It could be seen from the look on his face that he seemed unhappy.
If someone were to be killed for no reason, even if the person killed was his own clone, he wouldn't be too happy.
"Now you have finally discovered it." The elder of the Magic Treasure Hall said slowly, "It's not that I force you to kill any of them, but as you climb the ladder, each illusion will increase your Endless resistance. It has just begun. The higher you climb, the stronger the resistance they will bring to you. Without cutting off the concerns in your heart, you will not be able to catch up or even surpass others."
After hearing this, Yang Yi turned to look at the elder of the Magic Treasure Hall and said with a smile: "Then let's wait until I can't walk anymore."
After saying this, he still picked up the heavy burden on his shoulders and continued to climb up.
After being tempered by the dragon clan's secret method, Yang Yi's physical quality now exceeds the power of the Ten Tigers, and he is slowly approaching the power of the dragon clan.
Therefore, the pulling force generated by the illusion is very huge, but it cannot highlight Yang Yi's progress.
One of the reasons why he was unwilling to kill those people in the fantasy was that they were all Yang Yi's closest people. Another more important reason was that Yang Yi always felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.
It is very simple to kill the illusion of a relative or friend, but what happens next? If Yang Yi can no longer walk, will he have to kill again until he kills them all? What should he do after killing them all?
Since this level is to temper the monk's Taoist heart, it is a long journey, how can we use this method to climb to the top?
Of course, Yang Yi didn't know whether he was right or wrong in persisting like this, but since he had such an idea, he would do it according to what he thought in his heart.
Stick to your own Taoist heart and avoid interference from the outside world.
Bang...bang...bang...
Every time Yang Yi took a step, it looked like he was taking a leisurely stroll, but every step he took was extremely heavy.
Although the disciples of the Demon Slaying Pavilion who ascended the ladder were not like Yang Yi, who directly killed the elders of the Magic Treasure Hall, there were also people who made such a choice as him.
Beiyin was one of them, and he gritted his teeth and persisted.
"Apart from my best brothers, this is the love of my life. I can't give up on any of them, so I will take you to the top of the ladder."
Beiyin clenched his teeth and growled.
At this time, he was hunched over and trying to climb up, followed by a group of phantoms. The number of phantoms was even greater than that of Yang Yi.
However, his strength is incomparable to Yang Yi. You can naturally imagine how difficult this moment is.
"What a wishful thinking." The elder of the Magic Treasure Hall saw this scene from the side, shook his head and said, "With your current strength, you will never be able to reach the top with such huge pressure."
"Hmph..." Beiyin snorted coldly after hearing this and said, "A man is born between heaven and earth. He does what he knows he can't do. This is the true nature of a man."
"You're right, then you should keep climbing up! What's going on if you just stand there shaking your legs and not moving forward?" The elder of the Magic Treasure Hall looked at him and laughed at him.
It turned out that Beiyin only walked halfway through the first section of the ladder and stopped there. His legs were so weak that they were already trembling. It was very difficult to take another step forward.
But at this time, there was no embarrassed expression on his face. He raised his head and shouted loudly: "My legs are weak."
"You don't need to be so proud, go ahead." The elder of the Magic Treasure Hall said with an annoyed look on his face.
Also as dedicated as Beiyin is Fat Follower.
The dishes that appeared in front of him were all his favorites, and he didn't want to give up any of them, but he had to be pulled up every step he took, which immediately made him feel what it meant to be difficult to move.
He turned around and looked at the phantoms of delicious food behind him. He was also very difficult to make a choice. He kept murmuring: "What should I do now? What should I do?"
When the elder of the Magic Treasure Hall saw this scene, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
In his heart, he just hoped that those fellow immortals who came to watch the ceremony would not pay attention to this place.
In the same period of time, Lei Minghua had already ascended to the sixth stage of the ladder, and his and Nangong Mingyue's names on the stone tablet were far ahead of everyone else.
But when he stepped onto the first step of the seventh ladder, he suddenly felt a resistance.
It seems that things are not as simple as they appear. Even if you kill all the worries in your heart, you will still be blocked.
It's just this small resistance that won't cause him any trouble at all.
He circulated his Qi a little, and his body climbed upwards like a rushing wind again, without any sluggishness at all.
On the viewing platform, Zhao Tianfeng watched the names of his disciples and Nangong Mingyue alternate back and forth, but in the end he still took the lead, so he nodded with a satisfied smile on his face.
This Daoxin trial was not participated in or designed by him, so he didn't know what would happen next.
But out of his confidence in his apprentice, he already felt that Lei Minghua, who had gained a huge advantage, could no longer be surpassed by anyone else.
The person present who looked a little unhappy could only belong to Xiang Furong.
Only the top 64 rankings are displayed on the stele, and Yang Yi's name has never appeared on the stele.
But you can also tell with your eyes that many disciples have killed several illusions, so they are walking fast on the road to the ladder.
At this time, Yang Yi was still climbing slowly on the third section of the ladder, and the steps on his feet seemed to be filled with lead.
At this rate, he will probably not be able to pass the first level of audition.