Chapter 162

It passed smoothly.

It seems too simple, but it's natural. Ye Feng's real combat power is too much more than those of the same level.

"The first round of assessment passed. Are you willing to continue?"

The voice of the Taoist priest appeared in his ears.

"Continue!" Ye Feng answered without hesitation.

After three breaths, the scene in front of him changed. This time, Ye Feng found himself standing in a vast wasteland. He looked around, there was no movement around, only a gust of wind with a vast ancient and simple atmosphere.

Is this the ancient world tens of thousands of years ago?

Ye Feng had such an idea in his mind, and just before the idea dissipated, there was a change on the ground on four sides.

"Boom..."

A low voice came from under the earth's surface, and then raised hills. It seemed that some monster was drilling out of the ground.

Ye Feng's face was full of vigilance and focused on observing every move around. Sure enough, before a moment, a group of earthy yellow humanoid creatures climbed out of the soil.

"Clay puppet?"

Each of these emerging humanoid creatures is as tall as two ordinary people, with a strong body and a strong earthy smell.

It is said that in ancient times, heaven and earth were full of vitality and would give birth to all kinds of strange creatures. An ancient wood and a rock may derive wisdom, which is commonly known as "demons and ghosts".

It is estimated that this seemingly large number of "clay and stone puppets" is a kind of monster generated in a place with strong local vitality.

Seeing several puppets running towards him with heavy steps in front of him, Ye Feng suddenly understood that his task was to completely kill all the puppets.

"Kill!"

He let out a burst of drink in his mouth. The short iron bar in his hand chopped a black awn in the air. In front of him, he broke into a pile of mud with a "poof" sound.

An invisible energy seeped into Ye Feng's body.

"Is this... Earthy vitality?"

Feeling the energy sinking into his body, Ye Feng was delighted.

He thought that killing these clay puppets would supplement Dantian's true Qi as killing all the people before, but he didn't expect that this puppet actually provided him with the vitality of heaven and earth.

Although there is only a tiny wisp, anyway, the vitality of heaven and earth is the vitality of heaven and earth, which is a bit higher than the true Qi. What Ye Feng lacks most now is the perception of the vitality of heaven and earth.

It made him surprised and happy.

Xuan Yizong didn't build it. Any examination place for external disciples can add vitality to people? The number is rare, but it doesn't matter. Isn't there a large number around?

Ye Feng's heart was excited and his fighting spirit soared. He instilled the true Qi into the short iron bar. Suddenly, the weight of the iron bar of hundreds of kilograms gradually increased.

Two hundred... Three hundred... Five hundred... Seven hundred

The weight increased to 700 Jin.

Can take it in Ye Feng's hand, but it is still light and flexible. He jumped out like a cheetah and rushed into the puppet group.

The short iron bar weighing 700 kg makes a "whirring" trembling sound. Every time it is waved, it is like a violent hurricane, and the ground weeds are rolling and stirring.

"Heaven and earth vitality, I'm coming."

Ye Feng showed his "flame knife" and opened and closed like a tiger breaking into a flock of sheep. Everywhere he passed, gravel splashed everywhere, and no puppet could be intact.

It can only be described as hearty.

With each stick, thousands of kilograms of huge force will be carried out. The huge force can stir up waves of roaring ripples in the void. How can these puppets, who are almost only the top-grade strength of the Yellow rank, bear such a fierce attack?

A body burst into broken stones, centered on the maple leaf, and a layer of feet thick was accumulated on the ground within a dozen feet around. Even some of the stones were creeping slowly in terror, as if they wanted to agglomerate again.

Countless subtle earthy vitality add up and flow into Ye Feng's body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, wandering among the 16 meridians he has opened up.

This vitality naturally contains the function of increasing defense, which makes the surface skin of maple leaf gradually change color.

It seems that a light layer of stone armor gradually solidified in his body.

"Ha ha..."

Ye Feng burst into hearty laughter.

At the moment, he is not afraid of falling into a siege, but is worried that there are not enough clay puppets here to kill others.

If there are endless puppets to be hunted and killed by him, the earth attribute vitality absorbed by him can not only condense his stone armor to enhance his defense, but also make him realize the origin of heaven and earth and enter half a step into his innate nature.

Ye Feng's momentum is steaming. The three foot short iron bar in his hand is like having spirituality. It sweeps thousands of troops and is unstoppable.

Each stick can explode one, and three or four puppets will fall to the ground in a sweep. Hundreds of puppets appear here, and they are killed by Ye Feng in less than a stroke of incense.

Each clay puppet doesn't get much vitality of soil attributes, but hundreds of them can be accumulated, which is still of great benefit to Ye Feng. Perhaps as long as there are more battles, Ye Feng can break through.

Unfortunately

period.

Standing with a stick, Ye Feng's chest fluctuated slightly. This huge fight just now also made him consume a certain amount of real Qi and physical strength.

Of course, the benefits are more.

"Seventy eight interest..."

The Taoist priest's surprised voice sounded at dawn. After a short pause, he continued to ask, "perfect passed the second round of assessment... Are you willing to continue?"

The other side killed too fast.

This surprised Tianming Taoist priest.

It's not difficult to defeat hundreds of top-grade monsters on the Yellow level, but this kind of earth monster is better than a general top-grade monster with rough skin and thick meat. However, under this young man's staff, it's as vulnerable as a piece of quick tofu.

In those days, there were hundreds of elites in Xuanyi sect. Only the three most outstanding disciples could kill 100 "clay puppets" within a hundred breath. Among them, the most talented one, Tianming Laodao, was very impressed, and seemed to be seventy-five breath.

Time is three times less than the young man in front of him.

But Tianming Taoist priest knew that the most gifted disciple who was later accepted as his own disciple was holding a mysterious level spirit weapon when he was assessed.

Naturally, he could see that the dark and inconspicuous short stick in Ye Feng's hand was by no means a spiritual weapon, and even the inscription had not been written.

Is this boy's potential and talent better than Chen Qinglong, the most talented disciple of the outside school?

Maybe we can compare.

At dawn, the Taoist priest looked very active, and at this time, there was a voice from Ye Feng: "I continue..."

"As you wish! If you lose, choose to admit defeat."

The scene in front of Ye Feng changed again. He thought it would be more monsters and monsters with the vitality of heaven and earth, but the result disappointed Ye Feng. In front of him, there was a cyan light and shadow with a sword. From the blurred face, he was a young man with a square face and a high nose.