The thin lines looked dense and unguardable, and there were no gaps to drill, but most of them were tricks, and all but a few dozen of them were fake.

It's just that this kind of blinding method is extremely advanced, and even Wu Jing's divine sense can't see it, and he has been directly deceived.

However, under the power of Zhao An's eyes, the rapid operation of the thin line was suddenly slowed down by a hundred times, and the true and false were obviously distinguished.

Stepping on the last thin line, Zhao An finally exhaled a long breath, and after his pupils returned to normal, he turned back to Wu Jing and said,

"Brother Wu, let's go in. ”

Wu Jing nodded, and glanced back at the dense thin lines with palpitations, and couldn't believe that he had followed Zhao An like this.

"How do you see the reality of these thin lines?" Wu Jing said suspiciously.

"Because my divine sense is better than yours. Zhao An smiled slightly, then shook his head and stepped into the small door leading to the fourth floor quite chicly.

"Phew!" Wu Jing spat disdainfully, and followed behind Zhao An with a dissatisfied expression.

Almost at the same time that Zhao An and the others stepped into the fourth floor, a red light flashed and entered the storage bag on Zhao An's waist, but it was the big-bellied scarlet octopus spider who finished sucking the poison and returned to him on its own.

Immediately after, a series of footsteps came from the third floor downstairs, apparently the people who had been poisoned before, who had returned to normal at this time, and were trying to find a way to pass through the third floor.

Then, only listening to a few loud "booms", a series of roars, sword qi and scolding, Zhao An and Wu Jing looked at each other and smiled, and pushed open the door of the fourth floor without any pressure.

As soon as he entered the fourth floor, Zhao An felt his heart skip a beat.

In the middle of this fourth layer, there are two puppets that are one person high!

The puppets stood calmly by the wall, facing inside and with their backs to the outside, and at the very front of them was a token floating in mid-air.

Zhao An suddenly saw these puppets, and his legs were also weak, and his heart was inexplicably worried.

It's not because of anything else, it's just that no matter how he looks at these puppets, he feels as if they are alive, and even the skin texture on his body seems to be peeled off against human skin.

The martial arts mirror on the side was also pale, and his eyes looked at the puppet with a hint of horror.

"Shall we move forward?" Wu Jing opened his mouth, not daring to make a sound, only using the shape of his lips.

Zhao An stared, his eyes opened again, and his snake-like pupils looked at the puppets carefully, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Strangely, although these puppets looked weird, no matter whether he used his divine sense to detect or use the power of time, he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation, as if these were just simple puppets.

On the other hand, Wu Jing was also stunned, and it seemed that he didn't find anything unusual.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and then checked the puppet in front of them again uneasily, and finally gritted their teeth and took a small step forward with courage.

In the face of Zhao An and Wu Jing's sudden intrusion, the puppets still stood there motionless as if they were completely unaware.

Zhao An and Wu Jing glanced at each other, each could feel each other's nervousness, Zhao An's right hand was even tighter on the storage bag on his waist, as long as there was something wrong, he would immediately sacrifice the Sanfan Sword.

But until Zhao An and Wu Jing took the wooden card in their hands, the puppets didn't react at all, as if they didn't see them.

This...... It's that simple?!

Zhao An and Wu Jing looked at each other in amazement, they couldn't believe that this fourth layer had obtained the token so easily.

The next moment, a soft light emanated from the token, gradually enveloping Zhao An and Wu Jing, and then Zhao An only felt that the whole person seemed to be in warm water, and when his feet fell to the ground again, the person had already appeared outside the trial tower.

Seeing someone teleporting out, everyone was in an uproar, but when the aura of the teleportation array dissipated, revealing Zhao An and Wu Jing inside, people looked at them in surprise and talked about it, as if they had exploded.

"Sorcerers are the first?"

"How is this possible, it's only the second day, and they got the token?"

"But what he is holding in his hand is indeed the token of the battle for the Heavenly Mandate Tower, and he hasn't even gotten the Sword Sect and the Close Movement Sect, how can they actually get it?"

And above the stands, the old man who was originally in charge looked at Zhao An and Wu Jing walking over with tokens, with shocked expressions on their faces.

Handing over the token with both hands, Zhao An smiled and said, "Senior, we got the first token, isn't it even if we win this battle for the Heavenly Mandate Tower?"

"This ...... It's natural. ”

The old man took the wooden card, looked left and right, and after repeatedly confirming the authenticity of the token, he said blankly, "You are from the magic school?"

Zhao An smiled and nodded, his eyes looking extremely proudly in the direction of the stands.

Even if he didn't see Xi Yan's face now, he could clearly imagine Xi Yan's shocked expression at this time.

Seeing Zhao An nodded, the expression of surprise on the old man's face became even heavier, probably because he didn't expect the people of the magic sect to win the first place, the old man trembled, turned around with some instructions, and looked at the head of the sword sect.

I saw that on the stands, the head of the sword art sect, Tie Qing, had a blue face, staring at the trial tower in front of him with dead eyes, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth and jumped out of his mouth Two words,

"Rubbish!"

The head of the close-quarters Dharma sect looked at each other gloatingly, and his eyes showed undisguised ridicule.

This time the Sword Sect can be said to have come prepared, in order to grab the position of the Spell Sect, he did not hesitate to send the strongest disciple in the sect, Qian Baiyu, but who would have thought that instead of getting the first place, he lost in the hands of the Spell Sect.

"No! there must be a deception in this matter!"

An angry roar came from the door of the sword magic sect, "It must be that your magic sect used some shady means to get this token, otherwise there are so many people, why didn't anyone get it, only the two of you came out." ”

"Yes! I know this person, although he said that he was a disciple of the magic school, but he used swordsmanship, and it was not pure magic at all!

At this time, a man from the swordsmanship sect in the crowd stood up and pointed at Zhao An is scolding.

As soon as these words came out, a look of surprise flashed on everyone's faces in an instant, and the old man who presided over it frowned and said,

"In the Heavenly Mandate Tower, everyone will only be inherited, as a disciple of the Spell Sect, how can you know the swordsmanship of my Sword Sect! This matter is extraordinary, you immediately open your storage bag and let me check it to see if there is any cat. ”

Zhao An's face suddenly sank, the most taboo thing for cultivators is to look at other people's storage bags, and at this time, the old man actually wanted to let him open the storage bag in front of everyone, which was obviously a kind of bullying to him.

Hearing the old man's words, several people from the sword art sect stood up, looking like they were going to force Zhao An to open the storage bag.

Zhao An sneered and retorted, "It's strange, what can I do if I know swordsmanship, my magic school has been adhering to the way of heaven since ancient times, and the way of the sword is also a kind of the way of heaven, it is not uncommon for me to know how to do swordsmanship." Besides, I also got this token by my own ability, so why should I say that I am tired?"

"Strong words!" The old man pointed at Zhao An and said coldly, "The battle for the Heavenly Mandate Tower is sacred, and only the best disciples of each law sect can participate, even if the people of my sword sect die, they must wield their swords to death, and they can't use the tricks and methods of other law schools, but you are not ashamed to say that my sword path is also your first-class magic, you are simply insulting my sword sect, damn it!"

As he spoke, the old man put his left hand on the long sword at his waist, his thumb went up at the hilt of the sword, only to hear the sound of "boom", the long sword in his hand swept in the air, and suddenly a fierce sword qi slashed towards Zhao An.

It's so strong!

In an instant, in the face of a casual blow from a monk who was almost in the Dan stage, the biting cold suddenly spread all over Zhao An's body, and the whole person was unable to resist at all!

Although he has experienced life and death countless times, Zhao An has never felt so close to death at this time!

This is the crushing of cultivation!

"Am I going to die?"

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, but the next moment, a red point of light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Before Zhao An could react, the point of light instantly rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a huge pale red barrier in mid-air.

"Bang!"

The sword qi slammed into the barrier, bursting out with a dazzling light, and countless fragments of sword qi were reflected by the barrier, like thousands of thin needles, shooting straight towards everyone present.

The few monks standing in front saw that they were closest to the sword light, and at this time, they suddenly saw the sword qi shooting towards them, all of them showed a look of horror, and they didn't have time to dodge, but they saw that the pale red barrier actually opened a fan again, firmly locking the person's sword qi in it.

"Huh?"

The old man frowned, and the long sword in his hand was withdrawn from its scabbard.

All this was said very quickly, Zhao An stood in place in a daze, and did not react for a while, but on the other side, he heard a somewhat old voice coming from the stands,

"A dignified monk in the Dan stage actually took action against a junior in the condensation period, as a swordsman, don't you even want dignity?"

Zhao An looked up, but saw that the person who spoke was none other than the Great Elder of the Carved Treasure Building.

I saw that the Great Elder gently retracted his hands, and a red light quickly flashed back into his cuffs, but just when it was in crisis, the Great Elder sacrificed a defensive magic weapon, which saved Zhao An's life.