Chapter 67: The Proud Son 10

Chapter 67 The Proud Son of Heaven 10
Another level, another level, every time the Interpretation of Hearing appears, it refreshes the cognition of almost everyone present.
There was a crane on the main peak, the setting sun went down, hundreds of cranes flew towards the sun, and when the wonder of the Canglang Zong Yuhe sent to the sun appeared, everyone realized that it was only evening now.
Yunhai has not yet appeared, and Jiewenzhan has already reached the last gate.
However, in the light of the wind and calmness, Jie Wenzhan has already had some scars on his body, but his upright posture tells everyone that this is by no means the end.
The examiner has flown in front of Jiewenzhan, his eyes are swept up and down, and he said: "Jiewenzhan, this is the last battle, the void eroding formation. Before this formation is different, because your talent is very good, the difficulty of the formation is different. The ordinary formations in the past were completely different, and even increased a hundred times the difficulty. If you are not careful, you will be trapped in the void forever, and there will never be a day before. Therefore, you can choose to rest for a day and come back tomorrow."
Jie Wenzhan wiped the corners of his lips with his thumb, tilted his head and said with an unruly smile: "I remember that your eldest disciple Ye Chenfeng didn't stop during this period. I have been speaking to you here and it has been slow. He is a little bit."
After the conversation, Jie Wen Zhan passed by the chief examiner and directly entered the formation.
Jie Wen Zhan's self-confidence and arrogance has shocked many people.
Yang Shirui looked at the man's bohemian smile in the mirror, and his heart beat faster. She thought, is this a feeling of heartbeat?
"My lord, look, this kid is not bad, right?" Ying Long shook his head and boasted, "This kid, ahaha, not bad, he has my style back then."
Tian Miao closed her eyes and was drinking fruit juice. Hearing such stinky words by Ying Long, it was rare to speak.
"This interpretation of the war has already fallen behind." Tian Miao's voice was a little ethereal.
"What? How is it possible? This hasn't started yet." Ying Long didn't believe it, and was very unconvinced.
"Following the pace of the strong is correct in a sense. He wants to catch up with Ye Chenfeng and compares with Ye Chenfeng. It seems to be correct." Tian Miao explained slowly, "But that's it. Fallen down."
Ying Long blinked its small eyes with a dazed expression. What are you talking about? Why doesn't he understand and comprehend?
"The road to the real strong is endless. You shouldn't look at someone who is stronger than yourself." Tian Miao opened his eyes, glanced at the bewildered Ying Long, and continued to explain patiently with a smile. . For this guy's diligent filial piety to good things every day, Tianmiao's patience is surprisingly good.
Ying Long was stunned and suddenly realized that when he looked at the interpretation of the war in the mirror, his eyes were complicated.
In front of the last door closed, a white light flashed, and the entrance disappeared in the air.
Everyone outside craned their necks and looked into the mirror, but unexpectedly, as the entrance closed, nothing appeared in the mirror.
"What's going on? I can't see it anymore!" There was a slight commotion in the crowd. Everyone looked at the head of the stage and the examiner at the same time, only to see that they also shook their heads and frowned.
No one knows what's going on inside, whether it's dead or alive to explain the war.
In the formation.
Jie Wen Zhan has made enough psychological preparations to meet this final challenge, whether it is ghosts, gods or hallucinations, he is confident that he can fight.
Unexpectedly, what appeared before his eyes was the endless sea.
He stood alone on the sea, with the sea surging under his feet, but he walked flat on the ground.
The breeze blew across the cheeks, the sun was warm and gentle, everything was so peaceful and comfortable.
Xie Wenzhan turned around and raised his hand, rubbing his thumb back and forth over the corner of his mouth.
The scene in front of him is extremely incompatible with the name of the formation, and entering the formation for no reason makes people want to let go of defense and tension.
Xie Wenzhan pointed to the eyebrows, and the consciousness came out again, and he quickly flew into the air to probe around.
Until the divine consciousness came back to him again, there was no useful information to grasp.
If it was Ye Chenfeng, what would he do?
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(End of this chapter)