The geniuses on the dark altar had black mist rising from their feet and seeping into their bodies.
In the open space aside, Ji Yuantong also regained consciousness.
"Only nine have been eliminated now?" Ji Yuantong glanced at him and his heart sank, "There are a hundred people, and I am ranked ninety-second?"
He How proud.
He has been arrogant to his peers since he was a child. He looks down upon all his brothers and sisters in the family, and the family has also devoted its efforts to cultivating him, hoping that the Ji family will produce another powerful god and demon.
In this Yuanchu Mountain entrance examination, he only regarded 'Meng Chuan' as a competitor. But when he finally chose the last assessment, he was hit with a stick and he was almost at the bottom.
"Their inner will is stronger than mine?" Ji Yuantong looked at the geniuses above. Many of them had never taken Tiandi Qizhen. He had not paid attention to it before. , but these geniuses are slowly moving up step by step, but he has stopped and is out.
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"Ji Yuantong's potential will be greatly reduced. I hope other gods and demons have strong foundations and no more accidents will happen." The gods and demons watching the battle thought. .
Of course Yuanchu Mountain attaches great importance to those geniuses with strong foundations of gods and demons, high realms, and high fighting talents, and hopes that they will not have too fatal shortcomings in the last aspect of 'inner will'.
Step after step, geniuses fell one after another.
"Hahaha..."
Laughter suddenly came from the gods and demons.
Because the thirteen-year-old genius ‘Yan Chitong’, the youngest and most immature among this group of geniuses, stopped when he reached the 22nd floor, and his eyes became dark. King Donghe also smiled and moved Yan Chitong down.
"Marquis Xihai, your son is very good."
"Yes, he can reach the 22nd floor of the Dark Altar at the age of thirteen, which is very impressive."< /p>
"At the age of thirteen, I am still in the process of mental growth. It is indeed outstanding to reach the 22nd level." These gods and demons all commented with a smile.
Yan Chitong is still a young man.
Ji Yuantong is already an adult. As an adult, his mind is generally mature. But it still only reached the seventeenth floor, which indeed worried many gods and demons.
"We lost unexpectedly."
Yan Chitong also regained consciousness. Looking at the large number of geniuses on the dark altar, he couldn't help clenching his fists and felt quite unwilling to do so, but when he looked at When he glanced at Ji Yuantong around him, he grinned.
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Thirty levels is the lowest limit considered by the gods and demons of Yuanchu Mountain.
Fortunately, the other geniuses with strong divine and demonic foundations that they valued most had passed this minimum limit. Twenty-six of the hundred geniuses failed to reach the thirtieth level.
"Huh?"
"Chu Yong also stopped?"
The gods and demons frowned slightly.
The famous number one genius in the capital, ‘Chu Yong’, stopped on the 38th floor, his eyesIt also became dark, like a sculpture.
Although it has passed the minimum limit, the score of 'Thirty-eighth Floor' is really mediocre, even belonging to the 'middle and lower' level among a hundred people.
But then——
Princess Li Ying, and ‘Jin Huan’, who was second only to Meng Chuan in speed, both stopped on the thirty-ninth floor.
"What?"
"The three of them stopped one after another."
The East River King and others all frowned slightly. This time the gods and demons Except for Yan Chitong, there are only ten people with extremely strong foundations, including Chu Yong, Yan Feng, Meng Chuan, Yan Jin, Zong Sha, Li Ying, Jin Huan, Ning Yibu, Dong Fang, and Ji Yuantong. Except for Yanfeng, the other nine are all talented and have been cultivated by their families because of a chance encounter.
The level of cultivation and the foundation of gods and demons are very high. It is heartbreaking to see Ji Yuantong stop on the seventeenth floor. Chu Yong, Li Ying, and Jin Huan are also on the thirty-seventh and eighth floors. Stopping, it is only at the middle to lower level among a hundred people.
Soon the strongest 'Dong Fang' stopped on the 43rd floor. He was at a medium level and ranked around fifty among a hundred people.
"Half of the ten gods and demons with strong foundations are below the fiftieth level." The gods and demons watched calmly, as they expected, there is no connection between the foundations of gods and demons and their inner will. Sixty-one of the hundred geniuses failed to reach the fiftieth level, and five of the ten gods and demons with strong foundations did not reach the fiftieth level. This was a normal ratio.
Time passes.
Geniuses are moving forward step by step.
Ning Yibu stopped at the fifty-ninth floor and was moved out of the dark altar.
"Huh?" After Ning Yibu regained consciousness, he looked up and saw that the remaining geniuses on the Dark Altar were at the sixtieth level at this moment. "There are still eighteen geniuses left on the Dark Altar. ."
Among the geniuses he paid attention to, only Meng Chuan, Yan Jin, Zong Sha, and Yan Feng were still walking slowly on the dark altar, and they were all struggling.
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Meng Chuan felt like he was trapped in a nightmare that was difficult to wake up from, but he could feel the presence of his body. It's like that kind of half-dream and half-awake state.
"These are all illusions, all false."
"Keep walking."
Meng Chuan struggled to stay awake, and his strong will worked hard to control his body , allowing the body to continue walking.
Illusions kept coming over me, making Meng Chuan's consciousness feel like falling into the abyss. Many memories began to blur, and real memories and illusions began to be confused. It seemed that the illusion was real?
"Wake up, stay awake." Meng Chuan's consciousness roared.
"Can't you hold on to this illusion? Are you going to kill all the monsters?" Meng Chuan was roaring in his heart.
He was angry.
Angry himself was affected by the illusion.
No matter how angry you are, your memory becomes blurry and your consciousness sinks deeper. The illusion is more real.
I became a soldier and was on the battlefield with my companions.Facing the overwhelming siege of monsters, his companions died one by one.
"It can't be stopped, it can't be stopped. How can I stop so many monsters by myself? I will be killed." He and his remaining companions were afraid, and the monsters were swarming in overwhelming numbers. There are countless people here, but there are only a few of them. Each of his companions was torn to pieces, and their blood was sprinkled on themselves.
Horror and despair filled my heart.
Finally, I am the only one left on this battlefield! All his companions were dead, and countless monsters rushed towards him ferociously.
There is no hope!
It’s over!
"How could this be me?"
"So weak, so fearful! How could it be me?"
A roar sounded in his heart.
That's anger.
Angry at one’s own weakness, angry that this is not oneself!
"I, Meng Chuan, must kill even if I die. If I can kill one, kill one, if I can kill ten, kill ten." Meng Chuan's will is roaring, "I, Meng Chuan, will never be afraid of the demon clan. ! Even if you die!"
Meng Chuan's will is condensing, he is getting rid of these illusions, and his body induction is getting stronger.
Meng Chuan regained some consciousness and his memory was much clearer.
He remembered that he was still walking on the dark altar.
“Keep walking.”
“Those weak ordinary people in Dongning Mansion, for the sake of their children, use their bodies to resist the claws of monsters.”
"Third elder, for the sake of the young clan members, resist with your life."
"Every generation has been rushing upward."
"I am also one of them, how can I Are you afraid of the demon clan?"
"I have sworn to kill all the demon clan! Then kill my own weakness and fear first!"
Meng Chuan's will is condensing. Hold on and continue walking up step by step.