Chapter 173: Puppet Palace

An hour was approaching, and Yun'er and the others woke up from the Heart Demon World one after another, and the starlight above their Heart Demon Realm had disappeared.

Twenty-nine people, only twenty-three in the end, managed to come out of the demon world before the hour came.

Of course, except for Zhong Xiaofan, who was an alternative, he was able to come out by directly exploding the Heart Demon Realm, which can be regarded as a strange way.

For the group of martial artists who witnessed the shattering of Zhong Xiaofan's heart and demon realm, they never mentioned this matter now, it was too shocking, too incredible, and everyone could treat them as fools when they said it.

A young man in his early eighteenth year, his inner demon was already so powerful that he burst the inner demon mirror of the martial arts altar.

"Okay, congratulations, you have passed the sixth level, the test of the Heart Demon Palace, and now follow me to the Puppet Palace, and the time has come to confirm your strength. ”

The white-robed elder greeted and said, and then, leading everyone, went to the depths of the Heavenly Tower, and soon came to a large hall, on which there was a bracket of breath, and three big characters were written, Puppet Palace.

There is no doubt that the Heavenly Gang Trialist needs to defeat his opponent in the puppet hall, even if the opponent is a puppet.

"Remember, there are twenty-three of you, and only ten of them will be able to pass through the puppet hall, that is to say, the ten people who defeat the opponent first will be recognized as qualified and participate in the eighth and ninth levels. ”

"After the puppet hall, you have three days to recuperate, and after three days, it will be the eighth level test, and at that time, the people of the Martial Altar, as well as those trialists who were eliminated before, can come and watch the battle. ”

The puppet hall opened, and everyone rushed in, and then, everyone corresponded, and they all entered a battle ring, and there was already a puppet waiting here.

Zhong Xiaofan stepped into the ring and immediately scolded his mother, "Elder, is my opponent the wrong one?"

Damn, the puppet of the Martial King Yizhongtian, moreover, it is also marked on it, controlling the power of the double wind, the power of the sword, and the one in his hand is the purple gold hammer of the four-grade spirit weapon level.

Zhong Xiaofan vomited blood, he was only a martial artist, and the martial arts altar actually made him a martial king as an opponent.

Standing on the side, the Martial Altar Elder who was in charge of supervising this competition shook his head, "That's right, he's your opponent, defeat him!"

Zhong Xiaofan was depressed, those who came were not good, those who were good did not come, how did the people in the martial arts arena test his depth.

This is going to be fatal, ordinary, who can believe that a martial artist can challenge the martial king and a heavy heaven!

"Top ten, hmph, since you want to see it, the master will make your eyeballs fall off!"

Exhaled and spoke, Zhong Xiaofan did not urge the momentum of the wind, did not urge the momentum of the sword, nor did he take out the spirit weapon flying sword, he directly urged the tiger to change.

180,000 huge strength, comparable to the bare-handed martial king Nine Heavens powerhouse.

One step out, one punch with the wind, domineering and domineering, Zhong Xiaofan, the puppet prepared for him by the martial arts altar, exploded with one punch!

On the side of the ring, the white-robed elder who was in charge of presiding over Zhong Xiaofan's competition was dumbfounded.

In the general altar of the martial arts arena, the twelve elders who were paying attention to this battle were also dumbfounded. The old blood vomited all over the ground, this kid, what kind of sacredness is this.

This puppet was deliberately selected by the Great Elder based on Zhong Xiaofan's strength in Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation, as well as his ability to wind, sword, and the level of spiritual weapons he controlled.

He even made an exception and took out the four-grade spiritual weapon from the treasure house of the Martial Altar.

Who would have thought that such an opponent who was on a par with Zhong Xiaofan would be blown up by him with one punch.

Not only did he lose the Martial Altar and a Martial King-level puppet, but he also wasted a lot of energy.

"This kid, how powerful is he, this puppet is encountered in the middle of the Martial King, and it will take a lot of effort. ”

"I have already set this son's combat power very high, but I didn't expect that he still exceeded our expectations. ”

"If you put him in the eighth level of the Martial Arts Hall, this is in the open ring, wouldn't it be a punch to knock the opponent over, then what else is there to see!"

"Great Elder, how do you count?"

The Great Elder of the Martial Martial Altar also looked helpless, "How else can it be calculated, even if he is qualified, he will not participate in the eighth level of the Martial Arts Palace, this time eleven people will be selected from the puppet hall, and the remaining ten people will be divided into five groups to compete, anyway, the key is in the last level." ”

In the puppet hall, Zhong Xiaofan withdrew his fist, looked at the puppet that was broken into a pile, and the corners of his mouth were happy, "Elder, I can be regarded as passing, right?"

The white-robed elder's face was pulled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Pass the level, pass the level!"

Immediately, an old voice sounded in the entire puppet hall.

"The first place in the puppet hall, the martial prince of the Fengyun Kingdom, Zhong Xiaofan!"

When the news came, all the trialists couldn't help but scold their mother, this is just the beginning, they have just fought with their opponents, how can Zhong Xiaofan's battle be over!

Zhong Xiaofan exited the puppet hall and saw the fat yellow finch and the black dog cub who was still sleeping outside.

"Why does it keep sleeping all the time, how does it cultivate this cultivation?" Zhong Xiaofan laughed, pulled the black dog cub down, put it in the palm of his hand and checked it over and over again.

"Female rascal, Xiao Hei is a male!"

The fat yellow finch turned its head and looked, it was really.

Soon, in the puppet hall, names were sung one after another, and they were the top ten who passed the level.

"Second place in the puppet hall, loose cultivation, sword punishment!"

Hearing this name, Zhong Xiaofan thought of a young man who was very afraid of even Xiao Jianhao with a knife.

"Didn't you say that it was the Martial Altar's own people, why did they become casual cultivators again?"

Xiao Huang said: "The one who used the knife, he is not the person of the Martial Altar itself, his master is a person of the Martial Altar." ”

"How?"

"I heard them say that Dao Zhu is the personal disciple of Aoki Tiangang in the Martial Altar, and he is the only disciple, this Aoki Tiangang, but one of the few old people in the Martial Altar, I heard that he has lived for more than two hundred years. ”

Zhong Xiaofan was taken aback, "After living for more than two hundred years, this is a longevity that only Wuzun can have, Aoki Tiangang is Wuzun!"

"What's so strange about this, the Martial Altar is the number one force in Xiaoxihai, and it is normal to have some martial honors. ”

"Who are you listening to?" Zhong Xiaofan asked.

"The white-robed elder who took you, he will answer whatever I ask, he knows everything, and he says everything. ”

The corners of Zhong Xiaofan's eyes jumped, and he had a few meanings, the martial arts altar had taken a fancy to their family's female hooligans, so he rushed to stammer.

"Third place in the puppet hall, Martial Arts Academy, Tieshanhe!"

"Fourth place in the puppet hall, Fengyun Kingdom, Yun'er!"

"Fifth place in the puppet hall, Thunder Pavilion, Little Thunder God, Lei Tang!"

"Sixth place in the puppet hall, buried sword mound, little sword hao, Zhu Junfeng!"

"Seventh place in the Puppet Palace, Hall of Shadows, Black Impermanence, Nameless!"

"Eighth place in the puppet hall, Martial Altar, Chang Wufeng!"

"The ninth place in the puppet hall, the Fengyun Kingdom, the Heavenly Dao Sect is sunny to the evening!"

"The tenth place in the puppet hall, ten thousand demon sea sen, Tianzong Qilin!"

The winners such as Dao Zhu walked out of the puppet hall one after another, and everyone's expressions were quite excited, after all, they were in the top ten, and they could pass the seventh level and enter the eighth level.

It's just that when the name of the tenth place was sung, everyone was shocked.

"Ten Thousand Demon Haisen, how could they send people to participate in the Tiangang and Earth Demon Trial, aren't they all demon clans?"

"Impossible, we people, in and out together, really haven't found anyone with the transformation of the demon clan!"

"Could it be that it is the human race taken in by the demon of the Ten Thousand Demon Haisen?"

"This is too fresh, Ten Thousand Demon Haisen, there are human races!"

At this time, a purple-shirted young man, handsome and gentle as jade, walked out of the puppet hall, and there was no doubt that it was the Heavenly Qilin of the Ten Thousand Demon Haisen.

Everyone was surprised, they didn't find out, this person has such a background, he looks inconspicuous, and his performance is not very outstanding among the geniuses.

After a while, a voice came from the puppet hall again, "The eleventh place in the puppet hall, Liuli Wuzong Ziliuli!"

This time, the ten people outside were completely fried, and even the elders of the Martial Altar who came to watch frowned.

In the seventh level of the puppet hall, only the top ten trialists who defeated their opponents will pass the roll call, how can they get an eleventh place now.

"What the hell is this, even the eleventh one has come out!" Little Thor scolded.

Tie Shanhe, Dao Zhu and the others were silent, even Chang Wufeng of the Martial Altar showed a questioning expression, which did not conform to the rules of the Martial Altar.

Still in the puppet hall, the trialists who fought against them were also dumbfounded.

After they heard the tenth roll call, they basically gave up, after all, the rules of the martial arts arena, only the top ten can pass the seventh level and enter the next two levels.

Zhong Xiaofan muttered in his heart, it wouldn't be that he blew up the puppet of the martial king level with one punch, the high-level of the martial arts arena, and changed the rules, then this is too unkind.

However, looking at Zi Liuli, being able to step on the red line and pass the seventh level, Zhong Xiaofan is also happy for this girl.

After all, Zi Liuli came to participate in the Heavenly Gang and Earth Trials of the Martial Altar, as if there was some deep-seated reason behind it.

It's a pity that the eldest grandson Gu Yu missed this opportunity, and it was not easy for him to get to where he is now.

Zi Liuli walked out with a look of surprise and surprise, she is also qualified?

Soon, the remaining twelve people quickly came out, and everyone was angry in addition to regret.

"Elder, what's the matter with the eleventh person who is also qualified for roll call?"

"Yes, the rules of your martial arts arena, isn't the puppet hall qualified by the top ten, how did it come out of the eleventh place, we all gave up. ”

The white-robed elder who has been leading everyone has a very good face at this time, this is a slap in the face, before everyone entered the puppet hall, they all said yes, the top ten are qualified, and now the eleventh place is made, what does it mean.

There was a transmission of the patriarch in his ears, and the white-robed elder looked at Zhong Xiaofan with strange eyes, it turned out that this stinky boy was the ghost!

"Ladies and gentlemen, the incident happened suddenly, and the Supreme Elder Group of the Martial Altar decided that the rules of the puppet hall this time, the eleventh place is also qualified, because, among the top ten, one person can filter the test of the eighth level of the Martial Arts Hall and directly enter the ninth level. ”

"What, you don't need to assess the eighth level, what's going on, the fairness and justice of your martial arts altar, who is this person, is it Chang Wufeng of your martial arts altar?"

"It's so tricky, why didn't you notify us in advance. ”

"This elder, what's going on, who is it, can you skip the eighth level assessment?"

The twelve trialists directly surrounded the white-robed elders.

The white-robed elder looked at Zhong Xiaofan with resentful eyes.

Everyone realized that the one who was exempted from the eighth level was Zhong Xiaofan.

"Why him?" some people wailed, some people were angry, so shameless, there was a shady scene.