"Can they still reach the top?" Old Master Zhang Li asked, looking at the three bright spots.

His face was serious, and the three of them were still persevering, which was beyond his expectations.

"Amitabha." Yuanhai showed a worried look on his face, and he was worried about his entourage.

In his opinion, even if one line gives up now, it is nothing. He is afraid that one line will die on the snowy mountain if he will do his own thing.

Even if they were not present, they could vaguely detect the great dangers that the three of them had to face.

Nakata remained silent, he just watched intently.

Cultivators who can reach this level are worthy of the strong training of the Great Wei Dynasty. If they die on the snow-capped mountains, it will be a serious loss for the Great Wei.

Teacher, what are you thinking... Nakata sighed in his heart. Even though he had explained to Yuanhai and the others before, such an explanation was not enough to explain his teacher's intention.

The teachers also looked nervous and looked at the light spots of the snow mountain. If Zhou Fan and the other two paused for too long, they would not hesitate to consume precious jade to view their pictures.

In fact, there are only three people so far, even if you consume jade, you can't count on watching it.

But the three examiners Zhongtian also denied such a proposal, and they denied it in order to protect the secrets of Zhou Fan and the other two as much as possible.

With so many people on the scene, someone will definitely reveal what happened here.

It was very unfavorable for Zhou Fan and the other two in the next martial arts examination. If it were not necessary, they would not check Zhou Fan and the others' pictures.

...

The wind and snow are everywhere, and there are signs of getting heavier and heavier.

Zhou Fan felt the coldness, and a layer of true energy was spread on his body to defend against the extreme coldness above the mountains.

Even if this cold is not like the strange cold air before, it cannot withstand this extreme cold without the real qi defense.

Zhou Fan walked to 2,930 feet, and he had already summarized the rules. Now, there will be an evil illusion every ten feet.

His steps slowed down, and he stepped slowly towards the rocks above, his vision swayed, and everything around him became different again.

The moment the vision swayed, Zhou Fan had already started to stab himself.

Perhaps because of the more times, his ability to endure pain became stronger and stronger. At least the first three injections were nothing, but when the fourth injection began, he felt pain.

While enduring this unbearable pain for ordinary people, he looked forward.

Two winged men stood far apart.

Zhou Fan took a breath and he stabbed the sixth needle again. The severe pain that was about to explode his head was superimposed with other pains, causing the veins on his forehead to swell up.

But no, the two winged men did not disappear, the worm was still squirming inside his body, and the third winged man appeared in the bright red wind and snow.

This time there were three winged men.

Is it true that a winged man appears every ten feet now? Zhou Fan endured the severe pain. He didn't have time to think about it anymore. Instead, he gritted his teeth and took out the seventh light green needle and stabbed it into the Zhongji acupoint four inches below his navel!

As soon as the needle was stabbed, Zhou Fan's eyes rolled up, just as if his membrane was peeled off and the blood tendons inside were pulled out one by one.

The pain almost made him faint, but he couldn't faint.

His eyes were a little blurred, and the blood-red worm disappeared again under the action of the seven needles, while the three winged men disappeared in the wind and snow, as if they had never appeared before.

Zhou Fan didn't know how to pull out the needle, and he didn't regain consciousness until he finished removing the needle.

The severe pain made him pale.

There are still seventy feet away from the top of the mountain. He doesn't know whether the Nine Illusion Needles can make him persevere to the top of the mountain, but he doesn't know if he can survive the eighth and ninth stitches behind.

Zhou Fan was silent for a moment, and he suddenly smiled and continued to climb up.

It soon reached 2,940 feet, and Zhou Fan's face was calm. He probably thought that the evil illusion would come again soon.

"Xiao Kun, if I feel so painful that I can't even pull the needle, you can secretly pull the needle for me." Zhou Fan said to Xiao Kun while climbing.

He didn't let Xiao Kun come out again, because at this time, the academy might use some means to look at him, so Xiao Kun would rather not be exposed.

Xiao Kun responded. At this time, even Xiao Kun dared not make any noise.

After walking two feet up, Zhou Fan's vision shook again. He silently took out the long light green needles and pierced them into his body one by one in sequence.

But when he stabbed the fifth needle, his face changed drastically because what he saw was still Winged Man this time, but not as he imagined, only one Winged Man, but this time he had two Winged Man.

Five winged men stood outside the wind and snow, surrounding them with semicircles and looking at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan could clearly see the wriggling blood-red worms in the blood-red wings of the five winged people.

There seemed to be blood-red worms drilling out of the flesh and blood in every corner of his body, and even his nostrils were blocked by blood-red worms.

Zhou Fan stabbed the sixth and seventh squirts.

The two consecutive needles pierced him hurt so much that he almost fainted, but the effect was very good. The seventh needle stopped the speed of the evil erosion.

He could deal with these five winged men with the eighth needle, and he didn't even need to use the ninth needle. He gritted his teeth and did not let himself scream in pain. He was afraid that he would completely faint when he shouted.

He stabbed the eighth needle!

It was like a huge hammer hammering it down, completely exploding his body, and then his body returned to its original state and was exploding again. This cycle continued, and every time he was exploding, huge pain came.

Zhou Fan did not faint, but his whole body was tense and his face showed a hideous look.

He felt confused and every severe pain caused him to cough up blood from his mouth.

The invisible illusory blood-red worms in the body seemed to be crushed with Zhou Fan, and the five winged men disappeared in front of him.

Zhou Fan could not move, and his hair grew and hung down, and he pulled out all eight long light green needles from his body.

Zhou Fan still didn't move. He looked directly at the bright red wind and snow in front of him, and his face still had a hideous expression of pain squeezed. After several breaths, his pupils gradually returned to their focal length.

Zhou Fan took a big breath and exhaleed. He just felt like he could die at any time.

The Eighth Needle of the Illusion is so terrible.

Zhou Fan looked ahead silently without much hesitation. He dragged his heavy steps forward.

He knew that he had not reached his limit yet, so he had to continue.

...

Hou Shisanjian's palms were still very stable, but in the wind and snow, he was sweating too much, and his worn cotton coat was soaked in sweat.

Originally, as long as he used his true energy, he could dry it immediately, but he did not do so because he could not waste even a trace of extra strength.

There was a rare solemn look on his face, and he was no longer as powerful as before.

He had been standing there for a while.

The slight sound of the sword sounds in the sword box kept coming, as if persuading.

He was lazy by nature and could only sigh helplessly: "Well, it's not that I'm lazy, but that I can only get here. Don't leave the box. Before the time comes, we can't go too far away from the box. It's meaningless."
Chapter completed!