"There is actually a beginner-level cultivation of the Martial King!"

Mu Xuan's face was solemn, and the red gold phantom in front of him, although he was not afraid, it was only the trial of the second layer, and it had already reached this level, so the subsequent trial would undoubtedly be even more difficult. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If you encounter a phantom with the same strength as yourself, if you want to break through, you must outperform the opponent in combat skills and willpower.

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The red gold phantom rushed in, and Mu Xuan punched out.

Bang bang!

The phantom's head was shattered, turning into red golden points of light and merging into Mu Xuan's body.

The test of the second layer ended, and the number of failed sect disciples increased exponentially, the first layer was ten, and this round reached eighty.

With the increase in the number of defeats, outside the Ancient Emperor Palace, the major sects in the desolate land more or less understood the internal situation, and they were dumbfounded.

Nearly a thousand sect disciples entered, and in the end, less than two hundred people entered the ancient emperor hall, and the others were either hunted by the ancient demon beasts inside, or killed by other sect disciples, and the death toll reached a record high, with a mortality rate of more than seventy percent.

"If you don't survive, you basically have a big improvement! We don't want to go to this ancient emperor ruins. ”

"There are too many dead, there are many forces, and almost all the army has been wiped out!"

The trial of the third floor of the hall gradually began.

This time, the strength of the Red Gold Phantom has reached the level of Martial King Dacheng, which is about the same as the Seven Primordial Phases that were killed by Mu Xuan before.

Easily shattering the phantom, the light point merged into the body, Mu Xuan sat on the ground and began to breathe.

As the difficulty of the trial became more and more difficult, the role of the light point in helping oneself improve one's cultivation became more and more obvious.

In other words, every next trial will make Mu Xuan's cultivation go further.

The more trials you pass, the greater your progress, and when you get to the back, you may be able to step into the realm of the Martial King in one fell swoop.

Completely understanding the rules, Mu Xuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said secretly: I see, the Ancient Emperor Hall is both a test and an opportunity, and it depends on whether he can persevere to the end.

The trial of the third layer was not difficult for Mu Xuan, but it was extremely difficult for others.

In the fourth enclosed space on the north side.

Yan He gasped heavily, the strength of the golden phantom in front of him was one line higher than him, and it was almost impossible to defeat him with his own strength, what should I do, could I just be eliminated.

"No, since it's a test, there must be a way to pass it."

Rumble!

Without giving Yan He much time to think, the golden phantom punched out, and the majestic fist was like a mountain, like a huge wave, fierce and surging.

"The seventh weight of the merciful moon, I hope people will last a long time!"

"The Night King Takes the Moon!"

Yan He did his best to use the Mercy Moon Gong and the Night King Lanyue to the limit, combining them into defensive skills to protect himself.

Card rub!

Kyaukjie Yinyue couldn't support even a blink of an eye, and collapsed.

Yan He rolled out in embarrassment, avoiding the terrifying punch of the golden phantom, his body was boiling with qi and blood, and his eyes were full of gold stars.

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in another enclosed space.

Xiao Yu burst out with unprecedented strength, inseparable from the golden phantom, waving his double swords, the sharp sword qi was as pervasive as raindrops, and the verdant sword light was dazzling, as indestructible as a flood.

If Qianlong Zexue and Mu Xuan were here, they would definitely be extremely surprised, because Xiao Yu's opponent was even more powerful than the Seven Kills.

Xiao Yu before didn't have this kind of strength at all. From this point of view, Xiao Yu's cultivation qualifications are very likely to be very terrifying.

Sonorous!

The golden phantom and Xiao Yu collided with each other, and a terrifying sound of gold and iron erupted, and the brilliant sparks splashed everywhere and burst into flames.

"Crush me!"

A sword pierced through the golden phantom's right arm, Xiao Yulian moved lightly, and a solid blue light erupted from her body, impacting the golden phantom's body, making the other party unable to move, and immediately, she took the opportunity to swing a sword and stabbed the golden phantom's chest fiercely.

"Ahh......h

The phantom shattered and turned into a point of light and merged into Xiao Yu's body.

Most people's third-layer trials have not yet ended, Mu Xuan has already stepped into the fourth-layer hall and started the fourth-layer trials.

The strength of the Red Gold Phantom is impressively the peak realm of the Martial King, and the majestic true qi fluctuations can be felt from a long distance, spreading like a wave.

"Come on!"

Mu Xuan has suffered seven kills, and he has fought with Yuan, where would he be afraid of the other party, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and the fire was ready to start.

Swish!

The red gold phantom suddenly disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it had already reached the sky above Mu Xuan, and it flew down with a volley punch, and the majestic pressure was like a volcano, draining the gas flow, and directly taking Mu Xuan below, and the attack was unexpectedly fast.

Mu Xuan was slightly surprised, and raised his hand to the crosspart.

Card rub!

The floor beneath his feet was sunken in a large swath, and the black cracks spread like cobwebs.

"Burning Sea Fist."

The tongue pressed against the teeth, Mu Xuan shouted, clenched his left hand into a fist, and punched out.

The red gold phantom didn't think about it, and met it with a punch.

Bang!

Mu Xuan's feet sank half a foot, and the red gold phantom was shocked by the strength of the fist and flew out, and a slight crack appeared in his right arm.

"It seems that the defense of this phantom is not high! Although it has the strength of the peak of the Martial King, after all, it is only an energy body, not a real physical body! ”

Jumping out of the pit, Mu Xuan blasted out a huge blood flame, attacking the Red Gold Phantom, wanting to completely kill the opponent with one move.

The red gold phantom is the peak cultivation of the Martial King, and his body twisted in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the blood flames, and then blasted out a huge pillar of red gold fire towards Mu Xuan in a strange posture.

The air seemed to be ignited, and the power of the crimson golden pillar of fire seemed to be above Mu Xuan.

"Bloody Battle Eight Desolations!"

Cultivating from the martial spirit to the peak of the martial spirit, Mu Xuan's true qi has risen and has made great progress.

The fist containing the fire rose straight up, igniting a gas current, forming a huge storm of flames, shattering the crimson pillar of fire with a single blow.

Immediately, the surging roar towards the red gold phantom roared away, and the violent blood flames continued to shoot out from it, blazing and furious.

The Crimson Phantom frantically gathered the fire elementals and laid a layer of flame barrier in front of him, blocking the attack of the flame storm and the ferocious fist, and his body retreated backwards step by step.

Bang!

The body hit the wall, the red gold phantom could not retreat, the red gold light in the body flickered rapidly, and immediately, a punch burst out, and the fist turned into a hideous fire Jiao in the middle of the way.

"Roar"

The astonishing coercion forcibly fixed the turbulence, and with the artistic conception of nothing being burned, it directly blew up the raging firestorm.

"You're done!"

On the remnants of the Flowing Fire Storm, Mu Xuan appeared there at some point, and a punch swept away at great speed, and the sound of the fist cutting through the air flow resounded throughout the space.

Oo, oa, oa, oa......

The sparks splashed everywhere, and the red gold phantom raised his hand to block the fist, and was suppressed and unable to move.

After a few breaths! The fist shattered the phantom's chest! Immediately, the shattered phantom also turned into a bright point of light.