The arrival of the Kamikaze Dynasty did not cause any big disturbance.

Soon after, people from the last dynasty, the Tiandu Dynasty, also arrived.

It's just that... the five geniuses of the Tiandu Dynasty are extremely mysterious. They are all shrouded in blood-colored cloaks, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Even from a distance, you can feel the extremely chilling will in their eyes, as if a casual glance can take away someone's life.

They didn't interact with anyone. After arriving, they occupied a corner and gave off an air of being kept away from strangers.

The geniuses of other dynasties were not surprised by all this.

After all, the people of the Tiandu Dynasty have always been solitary, extremely withdrawn, and rarely interact with the outside world.

...

The geniuses of the seven dynasties participating in the Divine Monument Festival have all arrived.

The originally empty ancient battlefield also became bustling with people.

Suddenly, Ao Zhan, the uncle of the Wanlong Dynasty who had survived the eighth level of tribulation, took the initiative to walk to the center of the ancient battlefield, scanned the whole place, and said loudly:

"My colleagues, I am in charge of this competition at the Monument Festival! According to previous rules, before the official start, there will be a test to test whether everyone is qualified to participate!"

"As we all know, the energy emitted by the sacred monument is very special! It not only requires the strength of the monks, but also the state of mind! Tragedies have occurred in the past, and some geniuses experienced hallucinations and went completely crazy when absorbing energy!"

"Therefore, if you want to participate in the Monument Festival, you must first pass the test with me!"

After hearing Ao Zhan's words, many geniuses present nodded, obviously they already knew this rule.

Indeed, cultivation is inherently contrary to nature.

If you want to attain enlightenment and become the supreme being, you will encounter many thorns and twists and turns along the way.

If the will is not firm and there is no strong power, you will only go crazy.

Only by staying calm at all times, having a pure heart, and not being afraid of any difficulties can you become the final winner.

For example, some monks may have a very high level, but due to various factors in battle, they may be timid and timid, and their final combat effectiveness may only be 20 to 30%.

Correspondingly, there is a kind of monk who is indomitable and has a firm mind. Even if he encounters a more powerful enemy, he can still defeat him.

At this moment, Ao Zhan spoke again: "I have cultivated a special magical power that can directly create illusions in your consciousness. You must persist as long as possible, the longer the better! If you persist for too long,

If it’s short, then you won’t be able to participate in the Monument Festival, and your quota will be wasted!”

As he said that, Ao Zhan glanced at the many geniuses from the major dynasties one by one, and then spoke:

"Which of you comes first?"

Soon, a shout came from the team of Dayin Dynasty:

"I'll do it!"

The person who spoke was none other than Nie Feng, who had provoked Ye Fan before.

Just now at Ye Fan's place, Nie Feng was stunned and lost all face.

Now, he is the first to take part in the assessment, hoping to regain some face.

Nie Feng strode towards Ao Zhan, saluted respectfully, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Ao, please give me some advice!"

"good!"

Ao Zhan nodded, suddenly raised his big hand and pushed towards Nie Feng's face.

This action does not seem very powerful, nor does it have overwhelming power, but Ye Fan can feel the surging and blazing fluctuations of consciousness blasting out from Ao Zhan's hands.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

For a moment, all the eyes in the stadium were focused on Nie Feng.

Suddenly, Nie Feng's face changed dramatically. First it was as pale as paper, then it turned red, then it quickly turned livid, and finally it turned black again.

It was as if an invisible hand was grabbing my throat, almost suffocating me.

Immediately afterwards, his facial features began to distort, revealing a look of horror that was difficult to conceal and made people palpitate.

Even though he was standing there, he seemed to be in the Nine Nether Hells, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds...

As time went by, Nie Feng's body trembled more and more violently, and his face became more and more ugly.

"Ahhh!"

Suddenly, Nie Feng let out a heart-rending scream and woke up from that state. Then he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. He looked like he was fished out of a frying pan.

, all the energy and energy in the body was overdrawn.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Nie Feng gasped for air. It took a long time before he regained his composure and stared blankly around him, as if he was in another world.

"Two minutes and fifty-three seconds, not bad!"

Ao Zhan looked at him and nodded slightly to express his approval.

Nie Feng staggered and returned to the team of Dayin Dynasty. Zhou Ye quickly asked: "What just happened?"

"It's really terrible!"

Nie Feng said tremblingly, with a look of lingering fear: "I seem to have fallen into an abyss of hell. No matter how hard I struggle, I can't get out. There are countless terrifying beasts chasing me, and there are countless horrifying scenes. It's too

It’s so real that you can’t tell whether it’s fiction or the environment!”
Chapter completed!