The young man in White said, threw Ye Feng's white eyes and continued to absorb immortal crystal stone, just as Ye Feng was a dead man. But as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt something moving on his fingers. When he opened his eyes, a small wooden spirit was rolling his ring! After seeing him open his eyes, he jumped into the grass and disappeared!

Wooden spirits are the best at using poison. They can also sense danger through the surrounding plants. So at the moment when he saw Mu Ling, the boy in white finally understood why he couldn't get rid of Ye Feng. When he looked up at Ye Feng again, there was more annoyance in his eyes besides hatred.

"Aren't you looking for the God King's temple? It's all close in front of you. Why don't you go?" the young man in white provoked.

"There's one thing I haven't figured out. I can't go in yet."

"It's just a trial to choose God. What else?"

"Why did you pick the real immortal Warcraft? How did you find them with your strength?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

"Does this have anything to do with trial?"

"I have no hidden breath baby. If I fight with human real immortals, I will suffer a loss. Now you have cleared all the Warcraft blocking the knife. Does this have nothing to do with me?"

"Real experts will go to your broken place! You too..."

The young man in white found that he was covered and dared not go on. Seeing this, Ye Feng smiled at him, threw the first ring to him, and then flew towards the temple of the king of God.

The temple of the God King is towering into the clouds. From a distance, you can vaguely see a palace at the top, but when you get close, you can only see the black stone steps below. And as Ye Feng flew close, he felt that the aura around him was constantly flying towards those black stones. Ye Feng was wrapped in them. Unexpectedly, he also had an impulse to turn into a stone.

Ye Feng read the introduction of the God King's Hall in ancient books, but it was just some nonsense such as resplendence and momentum. Feeling that the black stones were strange, he quickly fell to the ground and calmed his mind before walking slowly towards the steps.

Ye Feng robbed all the way after the boy in white, which delayed a lot of time. When he came to the bottom of the stone steps, several people had gathered around him. Seeing Ye Feng coming, they all looked at him a little and ignored him. Obviously, they didn't pay attention to Ye Feng.

"The accomplishments are all higher than us. Three of them look like Yueyao. They should be flying immortals. The rest can't even feel the breath..." Ye Ling said in Ye Feng's ear.

"There are seven of us, and we have to play at least three..." Ye Feng said, grinning, found a place to lean aside, took out a few fairy crystals and recovered his true Qi.

In the twinkling of an eye, three days later, four more masters came in the middle. There is only one of them, whose cultivation is similar to that of Ye Feng. For the other three, Ye Feng can't even see what race they are. The young man in white appeared with another expert in white on the morning of the fourth day.

After seeing Ye Feng, the young man in white also gnashed his teeth and pointed to Ye Feng and said something to the master. The latter slightly raised his eyes to see Ye Feng and walked straight to the steps.

Everyone was waiting for the trial in the temple of the king of God. When they saw someone walking up the stone steps, they all came together to find out. But after the white robed master boarded the stone steps, his body immediately became very blurred. The people looked at him as if they were attracted by something. They followed him blankly and walked towards the stone steps.

At that moment, Ye Feng was also absorbed by the white robed master, but then he was awakened by Ye Ling's soul attack. Ye Feng subconsciously rubbed his eyes and looked around. He found that all the other Masters had climbed the stone steps except the white boy Wensi.

"Today's cultivators are too weak to rely on foreign objects. They can't even carry the simplest ecstasy. Alas!"

The white robed master sighed, and a little golden light immediately flew to Ye Feng. Ye Feng looked at the young man in white robe from the corner of his eye. He saw a little golden light in front of him.

"We announce that this trial, Qingyun star Ye Feng and Cuiyu world Bai Jie are selected. After the competition, the winner will be the God of Qingyun star. Let's start."

After the white robed master said that, the people who climbed the steps woke up, looked around blankly, and stared at the white robed master again.

"Although you lost the election, since you can come to the God King's temple, you are destined to stay on this enchanting stage to experience."

When the white robed master finished, his momentum suddenly soared. Those true gods who still wanted to ask the truth were forced by his momentum, fell down one after another, and their faces became extremely ugly. Two of them had lower soul power, and their backs were soaked with cold sweat at that time.

"What I did was only the 100th level pressure, which was similar to the power of Jinxian level. If you can't even carry it, you don't have to go back!" the white robed master frowned and stretched out his hand to point to Ye Feng. "Don't wait till you see it."

If God falls into the hands of outsiders, he will certainly steal Qingyun's resources. But Bai Jie has no intention. Even if she really becomes God, she can't fight Ye Feng. If ye Feng became God, he could not intervene in the war, which would be a great loss to Qingyun. In addition, Bai Jie has a close relationship with the white robed master

"I admit defeat," said Ye Feng with a smile.

"I also admit defeat!" Bai Jie shouted, although she didn't know Ye Feng's plot.

"What! Admit defeat! Do you think this is a children's play!"

"It's better to admit defeat when you're under the eaves." Ye Feng continued to laugh.

"Master, I really can't beat him!" Bai Jie said and hurriedly covered her mouth.

It is said that this white robed expert, named Youhua, is the Deacon under the throne of God. Like Bai Jie, he is from the jade world. Although Bai Jie is called master Youhua, in fact, Bai Jie is the daughter of the jade God King, and her father taught her all her skills. The cheap master Youhua is just for Bai Jie to practice in other middle worlds.

"You two bastards! How dare you be so presumptuous in front of the God King's palace! I'll give you one last chance to compete immediately, or you'll be disqualified!"

"Dare to ask the immortal, if you are disqualified, can you practice on this enchanting level?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

"Master, I also want to practice..."

"Bastard! Disqualification and throw it back directly! And you, Bai Jie, if you dare to make trouble again, I'll send you back to Cuiyu later!"

"The immortal is angry, or we'll compare again?" Ye Feng smiled at Bai Jie.

"Bibi, Bibi! I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Bai Jie said, drawing out the sword she first used, but after thinking about it, she quickly hid it behind her back and pointed to Ye Feng. "Don't use that orange sword! Otherwise I'll admit defeat and you won't win!"