"The Xuanwu clan also failed here?" Ye Feng looked at the Xuanwu clan elder curiously.

The disciples of the Misty Sect also blinked.

The elder of the Xuanwu tribe nodded and said:

"No matter what we do, when ten years arrive, people from Heifengzhai will definitely appear. If you fight with them, they will all fail. If you don't fight, you can survive."

"We have many members of the Xuanwu tribe."

"Over the years, we have tried countless ways. As long as we fight against Heifengzhai, we will definitely not be able to fight."

"If you choose to sit on the sidelines, you can live to about fifty years, but in the end there is a high probability that you will be obliterated by natural disasters such as meteor showers, earthquakes, and flash floods."

"After that, we won't understand."

"There are very few people who can live in Mortal City for more than 50 years. After they came out, they don't even remember what they experienced later."

"Ten years is the first hurdle."

"Fifty years is the second hurdle."

"If you can't survive, then 90% of them will fail at these two hurdles. Even if you can survive these two hurdles, it will be difficult to pass the final test later."

"Ugh!"

Speaking of this, the elders of the Xuanwu tribe were helpless.

There are countless members of the Xuanwu tribe, so they tried countless methods, but they still couldn't pass the customs. Naturally, the success rate of Ye Feng and the others was minimal.

"It's so difficult!" Ye Feng frowned slightly.

All the disciples spread their hands, expressing their helplessness and no solution for the time being.

The elder of the Xuanwu tribe shook his head and said:

"no way!"

"The people in Heifengzhai are too strong. After we enter the Mortal City, we can't display any power of cultivation, at most we can bring our own experience and skills."

"In this case, the probability of being able to beat a practitioner is very small, and it can only last for 50 years."

"However, this is also very good."

"In the past half a month from the outside world, 50 years have passed from the inside, which is equivalent to half a lifetime of transforming the mortal experience, and it has greatly improved my mood."

"That's right." Ye Feng nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Even if you fail to pass the barrier, it is a very good experience to be able to live as a mortal in Mortal City for a hundred years.

"Ye Sect, are you going to enter?" The elder of the Xuanwu tribe looked at Ye Feng.

"Yeah." Ye Feng nodded.

He leaped and landed on a black stone pillar, keeping his knees crossed, his eyes slowly closed.

next moment.

Ye Feng felt that his consciousness was drawn into a magical space, standing on the top of Misty Peak.

"This is"

Ye Feng looked around and saw that the buildings on Miaofeng Peak were dilapidated, and they were all destroyed by people. Even the ground was crushed by terrifying power, which looked like it had experienced a major earthquake.

The bodies of countless disciples fell in a pool of blood.

Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, Shi Lei...

Countless disciples died in battle, and it was horrible.

boom!

A figure slammed into Ye Feng, causing him to fall to the ground. He looked up at the sky and found that there were countless powerful figures standing there, showing him a hideous sneer.

The gods, the heavenly gods, the swallowing demons, the ten directions, the underworld, the underworld...

Countless strong men turned out to be extremely terrifying.

However, they are not the point.

What really made Ye Feng's gaze condensed was that stalwart figure shrouded in purple clouds.

Beside this person, the Shangguan Oracle is standing.

"Ye Feng, you have today too, hahaha!" Shangguan Oracle looked at Ye Feng and laughed wildly.

"Ye Feng, die!"

"Ye Feng, you lost!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

The gods, the gods of the heavenly clan, and others all smiled contemptuously at Ye Feng, and ridiculed constantly.

Ye Feng got up slowly.

He patted the dust on his body, with his hands on his back, looked at the people indifferently, and said calmly: "It's just an illusion made by the inner demon."

Ye Feng picked up a piece of grass on the ground and gently chopped it towards the sky. He, who hadn't been able to cultivate before, let the grass attach a terrifying sword intent, making the world throb.

Tear it!

Jianmang split the sky curtain open, and all the figures of the inner demons quickly collapsed.

The whole world has become pure.

"You are too weak to be my demon."

Ye Feng spoke lightly.

"Yes, they are not worthy, I am worthy!" A cold voice sounded.

Ye Feng followed the sound.

He saw another walking slowly, with a wicked smile on his face, and countless graceful women followed behind him.

"Fuse with me and become a stronger form, awakening the power of the world, and lying on the knees of a drunk beauty, how wonderful?" Demon Ye Feng said to Ye Feng with his arms around the willow waist of the beauty around him.

"You don't deserve to be my demon."

But after hearing what Ye Feng said, the next moment, he took a breath, and the whole world was collapsing.

The Ye Feng transformed by the inner demon, as well as the countless scenes around him, all quickly disappeared.

Ye Feng passed the devil's pass with ease in this way.

After a while.

Ye Feng appeared in the chaos, and the strong wind hit him, making him confused and unable to find the way to go in the future.

"Is this the second level?"

Ye Feng whispered, his eyes quickly became clear, and after taking a deep breath, he calmly looked around.

"The way I want to go has long been clear."

"Lead the Misty Sect and become the most powerful sect in the world, and I will become the most powerful sect in the world!"

"I want to live an unfettered life."

"Fulfill all my wishes."

"Also fulfill the wishes of the disciples, and even the people of the world, to create a perfect world!"

Click!

Ye Feng's determination caused the entire chaos to collapse, and his body began to sink, like a meteor, falling in front of the mysterious mortal city.

"Has the third level?"

Ye Feng looked up at the door plaque on the tower, looked at the vigorous handwriting, the three words "Mortal City" written by dragons and phoenixes, thinking about the next plan.

Humph!

A clear and loud sound of horses hooves struck, accompanied by the shouts of women and men.

"The people in front of the tower, get out of me!"

"Hurry up!"

"My lady can't stop!"

The woman's screams made Ye Feng realize that someone was riding into the city on horseback, and because he was in the middle of the road in front of the tower, he was blocking the other person's way.

Tatata!

Ye Feng immediately trot a few steps towards the side of the road, then turned around, and happened to see several fierce horses rushing past the road in front of the tower, very fast.

"It's really thrilling."

Ye Feng secretly said.

If he was slower, he would be trampled on by these horses. In severe cases, he would be killed on the spot.

Only then did Ye Feng look at the rider.

The head was a gorgeously dressed young woman with a thin sword hanging from her waist, looking like a chivalrous woman.

The other horses were all dressed up by Jia Ding.

"It seems to be the daughter of a wealthy businessman in Mortal City." Ye Feng yawned and walked towards the city.

Mortal City is very big.

The walls of the entire city are as high as ten feet, fifty miles long from east to west, and eighty miles wide from north to south, enclosing this huge place with three million people living in it.

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Ye Feng looked outside the city.

The elders of the Xuanwu tribe reminded that those who participated in the third test cannot leave the Mortal City for more than fifty miles.

Fifty after leaving the city, it seemed that he had touched an invisible wall and couldn't move on.

"Mortal City, quite interesting."

Ye Feng murmured, strode into the city, touched his waist, and found that there was a cloth bag with twelve taels of silver in it, which was regarded as "start-up capital."

"Just give ten taels of silver, too little!"

Ye Feng curled his lips.

"Smelly woman, still dare to resist and seek death?"

At this time, a man's anger and a woman's cry were heard from the street.

This scene made Ye Feng's eyebrows slightly raised.