Looking at the sudden melting ice, the huge palace in front of him, and the red light column that soared into the sky, Wang Baole breathed quickly, and his hair was now stirred up by the fluctuations emitted by the light column of the hall, and his body also had to take several steps back under the impact of the fluctuation.

The ground around was also trembling, just like a ferocious beast that had been sleeping for many years. At this moment, he opened his eyes, woke up, and exuded a momentum that shocked the world!

Compared with this palace, although Wang Baole's figure is somewhat inappropriate to describe it as an ant, it is also quite small. In fact, the palace is in shape, size, or pressure, giving people an unimaginable vastness.

If someone looked at this feeling from a distance, the feeling would be stronger. The three halls were already majestic, and the melting hall with red light columns was even more dazzling because the other two were frozen.

It was not until more than thirty breaths passed that the pressure of the palace slowly dissipated. Except for the red beams of light that were shot on the sky and the ring-shaped ripples formed by the red light that never dissipated for a long time, everything here had returned to normal, and the door of the hall slowly opened at this moment, and waves of red light were transmitted.

Although only a gap was opened, for the hall itself and for Wang Baole, this gap was enough for the three adults to pass hand in hand.

These scenes moved Wang Baole's expression, but he was no longer a young boy who had just entered the practice of cultivation. He did not act rashly. Instead, after careful observation and judgment, he thought of the cold sound that echoed before, and slowly integrated all the clues in his mind and got an answer.

"This is an opportunity!" Wang Baole's eyes gradually shone. While his eyes were full of passion, they also contained desire. From childhood to adulthood, his dream was to become the president of the Federation. He even understood that only the strong... could dominate the Federation, and if he could become a stronger person, he could dominate his own destiny!

Especially... After experiencing a battle with Taoist Youran and the powerlessness in the Dead Trail Battleship, Wang Baole's enthusiasm for cultivation and his pursuit of his own strength were not shown in his expression, but in his heart, he was already extremely eager!

Therefore, after thinking and judging, Wang Baole did not hesitate anymore, and his body shook straight for the hall. When he approached in an instant, he stood in front of the gap in the hall door, Wang Baole gritted his teeth and suddenly stepped into the red light radiating from the gap!

As soon as he entered, Wang Baole's eyes flashed. The next moment he was clear, he suddenly appeared inside the hall. There were three statues around him, and a red bead above his head radiated a red light. In addition, there was an old man sitting cross-legged in front of him!

The moment he saw the old man, Wang Baole was shocked, and instinctively took a few steps back, adjusting his breathing and immediately clasped his fists, bowing deeply.

"Meet senior!"

After bowing, although Wang Baole stood there, he looked at the cross-legged old man in the hall. While guessing the other party's identity in his heart, Wang Baole quickly discovered something was wrong.

"Isn't it a real person?" Wang Baole's heart moved and saw that the old man's body was not real, but was sitting there motionless as if it was illusory.

Just after Wang Baole looked at him, the old man cross-legged who had been closing his eyes for a long time suddenly opened his eyes, and two stars-like gazes burst out, and directly fell on Wang Baole.

Wang Baole only felt a thud in his mind. Under this gaze, it seemed that everything in his body was seen through, just as if there was no secret in him, and everything was seen by this illusory old man.

Fortunately, this feeling did not last long. As the old man's eyes retracted, sweat had already flowed from Wang Baole's forehead, and his breathing was rapid. He was also shocked in his heart, but the horror feeling was still permeating. The illusory old man had already heard hoarse words.

"If you meet the qualifications, you can accept the test of legacy. If you can withstand the pressure of my husband for ten breaths, you will pass the assessment and get the opportunity to enter the blood pool of all spirits and improve your body!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he did not give Wang Baole the chance to agree or not. The old man suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at Wang Baole suddenly. The moment the finger fell, a momentum that seemed like a storm erupted directly from the old man. This momentum was too strong, just like a storm, and stormy waves. As the explosion broke out, he suddenly rushed towards Wang Baole like a sea of ​​suppression.

Destroying and shaking the world, shaking the earth, and having such a strong momentum, Wang Baole's feelings, the world in front of him was blurred, as if he had become a leaf. Under this storm, he could not have his own will at all. He didn't even hold on for a breath, and his whole body roared, and his body was shaking violently under the pressure and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, but when Wang Baole woke up, he was lying outside the hall, and there was a quiet surroundings. After a brief confusion, Wang Baole suddenly sat up, and as the memories before he was unconscious, he breathed a sigh of relief. After he found that the door of the hall still had a gap, he felt relieved.

"From this point, this assessment will not be closed because of failure... But even if it fails, it will not be damaged, it will be pushed out?" Wang Baole thoughtfully, recalling the scene of his previous failure and coma, he felt that it had something to do with his not being mentally prepared.

"Try again!" Wang Baole's eyes showed decisiveness, stood up and shook, and entered the hall again. This time he was fully prepared. As soon as he entered, his cultivation exploded and he roared and tried to block it with all his strength. But not long after, as the pressure in the hall came again like a storm, the next moment, Wang Baole's body was directly rolled out from the gap, fell to the ground and fainted.

Half an hour later, Wang Baole woke up leisurely, sat there and looked straight at the palace, his mind rolling rapidly. Soon he summed up the previous lessons and knew that this place was not that simple to be spent.

"I didn't say I wouldn't use magic weapons!" Wang Baole's eyes shone brightly, and he lowered his head and searched in his storage bag. Soon, he took out a lot of magic weapons. After fully armed, he rushed suddenly and entered the crack again. This time he insisted on three breaths. When the fourth breath came, Wang Baole's body thundered and was unconscious again and was pushed out of the crack.

"It's not that my body can't bear it, but that my feelings are too sharp, so that I will be affected by the other party's pressure. If my feelings can become slower, maybe I have a chance..." After waking up, Wang Baole frowned, and after thinking for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"After I go in, if I knock myself out first, can I stop feeling the pressure and pass it? If it doesn't work, then I can only... the Taoist Sutra." Thinking of this, Wang Baole first looked forward, and then sighed. It was not absolutely necessary. He didn't want to use the Taoist Sutra. On the one hand, he felt that the mysterious existence had just fallen asleep after waking up, and he would disturb him again, and he was really afraid of causing anger.

"That existence is probably very angry with a serious agitation... Of course, the most important thing is that I, Wang Baole, have to rely on my own abilities to obtain luck!" After muttering a few words, Wang Baole shook his body and rushed into the gap again. As soon as he entered, before the old man's pressure storm spread, Wang Baole raised his hand and slapped his forehead without hesitation.

With a bang, under his force, he directly knocked himself out of sight. Even Wang Baole was a cruel person. When he patted his forehead, his cultivation in his body also exploded, making this coma extremely thorough like a dead person. At this moment, with a thud, the illusory old man was stunned for a moment. Obviously, although he was an illusory existence and did not have much intelligence, he was still a little confused by Wang Baole's self-harm and coma.

So much so that the pressure storm he emitted paused for a moment, and he seemed to be analyzing and judging whether Wang Baole was considered to meet the requirements.

After all, he had never encountered such a thing before. It would be fine if it was a coma that was suppressed by him, but Wang Baole's own coma seemed to have completely closed the five senses, which was no different from the corpse. To some extent, it was indeed unaffected... This made the illusory old man in a daze, and ten breaths passed.

After a while, the old man looked at Wang Baole with a strange look in confusion and closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!