The Royal Hall.

The head of the Wang family looked at Ye Tian with relief. He stood up and clasped his fists with both hands.

"Thank you for helping the two young heroes to help the Wang family get the first place in the battle. Any request you want to make, the Wang family will do their best to satisfy you." The head of the Wang family touched his beard and looked at Ye Tian with a gentle smile.

Ye Tian helped the Wang family get first place, and he was able to become the first in the silver list by relying on his strength at the seventh level of the Return Realm.

This is enough to show Ye Tian’s terrible talent.

Such a person is worthy of all the resources of the Wang family to win over.

"No requirement"

"I just want to know how to reach the Xihai Holy Land?" Ye Tian's faint voice came. He did not intend to stay in the Wang family for too long. Time was too precious to him.

"The Holy Land of the West Sea?"

The eyes of the head of the Wang family and Wang Xueyao were both a little surprised.

this

This is a holy place in the entire West Sea!

It is impossible for ordinary people to arrive!

"Young Master Ye, the Xihai Holy Land is thousands of miles away from this place, and the road is difficult and dangerous. You have to pass the holy road and go through millions of tests before you can reach the Xihai Holy Land and be selected as an outer disciple by the Xiji Heavenly Palace."

Wang Xueyao sighed,

The Holy Land of the West Sea is a place that countless prides yearn for.

Only by becoming a spiritual son can you be qualified to enter the holy road. There are various struggles in the holy road. Only real geniuses can stand out, walk out of the holy road, and enter the holy land of the West Sea.

This road is extremely difficult and dangerous.

Many people want to become disciples of the Holy Land of Xihai, but how many people can really do it?

Even so, countless people still sign up for the battle of Lingzi every year. Only by becoming Lingzi can you enter the holy road.

There are many talented geniuses who have never come out after entering the Holy Road.

The Holy Road is called the meat grinder.

However

What surprised Wang Xueyao was that Ye Tian actually wanted to go to Holy Road too.

"I have to go." Ye Tian said, his eyes still a little firm.

No matter how difficult it is, he will go.

Yaoyao, still waiting for him.

"I also want to know how to become a spiritual son and lead to that holy road?" Ye Tian asked, with some doubts in his eyes. He had no idea about the news about Ximen Ancient Town. If he had not become the first person to assist in the war, what qualifications would he have to know this information?

The head of the Wang family looked at Ye Tian with a smile of satisfaction.

If such a young man can walk out of the holy path, he will become a genius that the Wang family truly admires.

"Do you know, how many families are there in Ximen Ancient Town?" The head of the Wang family stared at Ye Tian,

"Ten thousand!"

"Every family can launch three geniuses to participate in the Lingzi battle, and ten thousand families can elect 30,000 people to compete for the Lingzi position! For places like Ximen Ancient Town, the entire Xihai is like stars, and there are at least ten thousand places like Ximen Ancient Town!"

"There are 300 million people in the entire West Sea to compete for the position of Lingzi!"

"It is enough to see the difficulty of becoming a spiritual son! Not to mention the pressure you have to face in the holy road."

Ye Tian's eyes condensed,

In Ximen Ancient Town, 30,000 people participated in the Lingzi dispute, but how many people could truly become Lingzi?

"With Ximen Ancient Town, thirty people must be selected out of 30,000 people, become spiritual sons, and enter the holy road! Do you know how difficult it is?" The voice of the head of the Wang family came, and he also felt a little worried.

One in a thousand, and under such pressure, the disciple who can stand out must be an extremely powerful genius boy.

Not to mention, how many disciples should be eliminated in the holy road?

Ximen Ancient Town can only select thirty spirit sons, but there are still 30,000 demons entering the Holy Road!

Thirty thousand people will select the Holy Son.

How difficult is this?

Thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge, but that's it.

Being selected by the Holy Land of Xihai is the wish of countless disciples, but very few people can be selected.

"knew."

"But I have confidence."

Ye Tian’s eyes were full of determination.

Not backing down,

Even with such huge pressure, he would not retreat at all.

"Awesome" Tang Xiaoran exclaimed, there was still some expectation in her beautiful eyes, and she didn't know how far the boy beside her could go on this holy road?

“No requirement?”

"This is not possible. Although the Wang family is not a big family, there are still many treasures and martial arts. Xueyao, you go and take Ye Tian to the palace pavilion to choose whatever you want and properly arrange accommodation." The head of the Wang family said, as if he was hinting at something, and the voice stayed at the accommodation for a long time.

"Yes." Wang Xueyao's pretty face turned slightly red, and she naturally understood what her father meant.

Such a genius boy

If she missed this opportunity, it was very likely that it would last for her life.

"Young Master Ye, come with me." Wang Xueyao said softly.

Ye Tian followed behind him, his eyes were still a little calm. Looking at the Wang family's palace pavilion, it would be fine.

"Young Master Ye, specialize in practicing magic?" Wang Xueyao asked.

"Yeah." Ye Tian nodded.

"I think Mr. Ye can cultivate a sword."

"In the battle, if the opponent has a treasure to restrain spells or the spells are restricted, it will be the young master's weakness." Wang Xueyao had already seen through all this, and she showed a beautiful smile.

"There are many swords here."

Wang Xueyao's jade hand moved slightly, and suddenly, countless sharp sword energy burst out, flashing with a clanging sword light. Each sword had a terrible aura and light, which made Ye Tian a little dazzled for a moment.

He has always rarely practiced swords.

However, what Wang Xueyao said was right.

Once the opponent can control the spell, he will fall into a passive position.

"Then, I want this sword." Ye Tian's eyes were indifferent. He held a sword that released the ice blue, and the terrifying sword energy was released. At this moment, there seemed to be millions of thunder being released, and the battle was split.

In an instant, Ye Tian's figure was ejected.

There was still some blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Xuanxuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword!"

Wang Xueyao exclaimed in surprise and covered her mouth!

"Young Master Ye, are you okay?"

"No one can hold this sword before, and even my father can't do it. This is the holy sword that the Wang family has stored for thousands of years! My father said that only those who can make the sword recognized can hold it."

"Can I take it away?" Ye Tian's voice came, and his eyes were still a little interested.

"Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword, a very good name."

Wang Xueyao was confused

This is the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword!

Where is it so easy to get? Even if the Wang family is willing to give it to Ye Tian,

Can Ye Tian be recognized?

"Um!"

"Young Master Ye, be careful." Wang Xueyao said softly. She seemed to have expected the next scene. If Ye Tian was bounced away again, she would definitely stop it. If she was not recognized by this sword, she would never be taken away.

Keep trying, life is in danger.

The next moment

Wang Xueyao's breathing seemed a little stagnant, and her beautiful eyes gradually widened.

Ye Tian, ​​holding the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword!
Chapter completed!