noon.

The opening of the Heroes Conference is about to begin.

Thousands of monks from hundreds of empires in the Eastern Continent gathered here.

Situ Hao, the deputy leader of the Imperial Alliance, personally took the stage to announce the start of this holy meeting.

In order to improve the selection efficiency, the monks were sent in batches into a load-bearing spiritual array with a radius of several hundred feet.

According to the established rules of the Imperial Alliance, monks at each stage can receive corresponding resource support as long as they stay inside for a long enough time.

And there is no limit on places.

Among them, the twenty people with the best performance will be qualified to participate in the next stage of the martial arts competition.

In this way, the purpose of selecting talents is achieved and unnecessary damage caused by fighting with each other is reduced.

that's it.

The monks at the foundation building and pill forming realms were the first to enter the formation.

From the outside to the inside, stand in different areas.

By then.

When the formation is activated, different places bear very different loads.

Not only that.

The formation will also adjust its own gravity according to the monk's realm.

To a certain extent, it can be fair and just, so as to achieve the purpose of talent selection.

Not long after.

The formation was activated, and an invisible pressure instantly poured down from the top of the formation.

Everyone immediately felt a terrifying sense of weight.

The deacon’s reminder voice immediately came from the void.

"The weight-bearing effect of the formation will continue to improve as time goes by!"

"If you can't bear it anymore, leave the formation immediately."

"Or you can lie on the ground and avoid this pressure!"

"There will be no weight within two feet of the ground."

"When you leave the formation, or when your feet and above touch the ground, the timer will end!"

……

really.

However, after half a stick of incense had passed, some people in the formation couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed to the ground one after another.

Leaving in a crawling position.

There are also some people who know the current affairs and are not willing to let themselves be in such an embarrassing situation. They move closer to the outside of the formation in advance and leave on their own.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

Come to the lower limit of rewards set by the Empire Alliance.

As long as they can persist until this time, each participant will receive a reward of no less than 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones and a volume of middle-grade Xuan-level techniques of their own choice every year.

And at this time.

There were already less than five hundred people in the formation.

What was left was less than 10%.

Followed by.

As time goes by, more and more monks cannot bear the power of the formation and are eliminated.

In the end, the person who persisted the longest was less than an hour.

They have also received corresponding resource support.

but.

With the help of Palm Sky Mirror, Xu Fan keenly discovered that among the people who received resource support, more than ten people were possessed of demonic seeds.

Except for a few people who are extremely clever at concealing their aura, the rest of them have not revealed their identities on the surface.

That night, they were secretly captured by the masters of the Empire Alliance, taken to a secret place, and tortured.

And looking at the few people who were lucky enough to escape, the demon seeds in their bodies actually had a mysterious demon seal.

It is precisely because of the existence of this magic seal that its aura is so exquisitely restrained.

After checking the identities of those people, they all came from the Canglang Kingdom royal family.

"No wonder the Motie Empire has continued to expand its territory over the years."

"From a small Danwan country, it has become the second largest empire in the Eastern Continent."

"I'm afraid the demons have a part in this."

"Moreover, the demon species in their bodies are obviously higher than those of the Long family, and they are obviously valued by the demon clan."

Xu Fan thought to himself.

The test continues.

In the blink of an eye, we came to the testing session of Nascent Soul Realm.

As the backbone of the cultivation world, the Nascent Soul Realm is the most valued by the Imperial Alliance.

just.

Because there are clear age requirements, many small empires cannot select ten people at all.

There were only over 500 participants from hundreds of empires, large and small, in the entire Eastern Continent.

This is the reason why most small empires are short of resources.

Just when the deacon was calling everyone to enter the formation.

Swish!Swish!

Several figures flew over from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion in the center of the city, and were discovered in time by some people with keen eyesight.

"Look, the new Five Saints of the Eastern Continent are here. It seems they are all heading for the position of deputy commander of the Demon Hunting Army of the Empire Alliance."

"It seems that this position must be chosen from among the five of them."

"People are really different. I have always dreamed of becoming a member of the demon hunting army, but they are destined to become the leader."

"Tell me, who among them will be the leader of this gathering of heroes?"

"In my opinion, Ye Wushuang is the Sword Saint. As the legitimate son of the head of the Ye family in the Eastern Holy City, this person practiced Qi at the age of six and entered the realm of pill formation at the age of sixteen. He followed the Ye family's mercenary group into the Demonic Beast Mountain Range for training since he was a child. , the scars all over his body are no less than any of us!”

"Otherwise, this selection is not as simple as a martial arts battle, but a comprehensive assessment of points. Xiao Ding, the Alchemist Son, has already become a fifth-grade alchemist at a young age. Looking at the entire Eastern Continent, who can match him?"

"It's nonsense. Although I, the Weapon Saint Son of the Motie Empire, Soda Tie, came from a poor family, the magic weapons he forged are loved by His Majesty the Empire. The people who want him to forge swords have been waiting in line for ten years! Such a talent is worthy of me. Become the deputy commander of the demon hunting army!"

"Fart, Situ Mo, the Fu Shengzi of Canglang Empire..."

……

Everyone was talking a lot, and they all favored these five people.

From the conversation, it was not difficult for Xu Fan to discover that these Five Saint Sons were not simply vain.

The so-called Five Saint Sons are five wizards who were selected through a public competition ten years ago under the witness of the people of the Eastern Holy City.

At that time, Xu Fan was still an unknown junior and was not even qualified to be invited.

Even now, when put together with these five people, Xu Fan is still somewhat overshadowed on the surface.

after all.

These five people are similar in age, and the one with the lowest cultivation level has reached the seventh level of Nascent Soul.

You know, this is the Nascent Soul realm.

It is common for every small realm to be stuck for ten or several decades.

now.

Everyone saw the Five Saint Sons coming forward.

All of them gave way one after another, allowing them to take the lead in entering the scene.

Many people who had already arrived at the entrance of the formation deliberately stepped aside and gave up their positions rather diligently.

Only Xu Fan, who didn't open his eyes very much, was walking ahead minding his own business.

Seeing everyone looking at him strangely, he couldn't help but start to scan himself secretly with his soul.

Make sure you are actually wearing clothes and not naked.

He took the lead and walked into the formation as if there was no one else around.

And at this time.

The Five Saint Sons were outside the formation, enjoying the adulation of the crowd, and waving to the people around them from time to time, just like the celebrities in the previous life walking on the red carpet, with infinite scenery.

Countless people rushed forward, hoping to look familiar in front of no one.

I dreamed that one day I could be mentored by someone among them.

Even when they come to the formation, many people stick to him, just to get closer to their idol.

just.

Because of their profound background, the Five Saint Sons have come to the center where they bear the most tyranny, which discourages many people.

however.

Before they could reach the core, they saw a thin figure sitting cross-legged on a temporary stone platform from a distance.

The distance at the high place is just enough for his body to be completely under the negative pressure of the formation.

Judging from the fluctuations in the aura around him, it was only at the level of Nascent Soul.

"Brother, this is your first time entering the heavy-bearing formation, right?"

"The position you are in is the place where the weight-bearing effect is the most powerful. With your level one Nascent Soul cultivation, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for ten breaths."

"Why don't you step aside and give it to Senior Brother Wushuang to avoid any embarrassment."

The first person to speak was Xiao Ding, the Holy Son of Dan.

Although this person's tone was tactful on the surface, the joking expression on his face was a bit frivolous.

It was as if this was the other person's house, and he was arbitrarily arranging the seating arrangements for the guests.

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