Previously, the tower was already huge from a distance, but now that it was completely close, everyone saw the enormity of the tower with their own eyes.

It is completely impossible to describe in words, this giant tower seems to stand between heaven and earth, connected to the Yellow Spring below, and connected to the heavenly dome above! “

What's going on?" a majestic pressure came out of the word Dota, like Thor's hammer, and slammed into everyone's hearts. Chen Fusheng raised his head and glanced at the two words, the two words were extremely ordinary, but they were one by one with a knife.

Scratch it up. "Huh?" Suddenly, Chen Fusheng felt his soul tremble, and while looking at the two powerful words, his soul seemed to be about to leave his body. "Don't look at those two words, be careful that your soul is ingested!" Chen Fusheng roared, calming his mind, his spiritual power sank into his body, and carefully stabilized his soul.

A fine cold sweat broke out on his back, this terrifying ingestion was too strong, if he was one step too late, maybe his soul would be snatched away. And what will happen if the soul is hooked, Chen Fusheng doesn't know, but it is obviously not a good thing for him. Listen to Chen Fusheng's yelling.

The others were also shocked, and finally discovered the mystery of the word, and they got their souls out of control. However, there were still a few people who didn't believe Chen Fusheng's words at first, and their souls were almost completely broken, although they were suppressed in the end, but the souls of these people were also damaged, and now they are affected.

It's not big, but if you don't look for a medicine that has a great tonic effect on the soul, the future achievements of these people are likely to stop there. "It's terrible!" Some people had palpitations, and they didn't even dare to look at it now, and looked around nervously Chen Fusheng and Lin Yuan were close together, the current situation was extremely unfavorable for them.

Not only do you have a demon clan around you, but you also have to be on guard against the sudden threat from the giant tower. "When!When!When!" Between heaven and earth, a long series of magnificent and loud bells rang on the giant tower, which shocked everyone's hearts! "Inheritors!" A long and solemn heavy voice suddenly fell from the sky. Everyone looked up at the sky, but they saw nothing. "No need to look for it.

It's just a will of countless eons ago, you can only hear it, but you can't see me!" "This tower was cast by collecting all kinds of rare metals in the world on a whim when Benjun traveled through the vast expanse countless years ago. "This tower alone can already be described as an artifact.

This is only secondary, the Dota has a total of seven layers, each layer is a space, not only the place of Benjun's daily cultivation, but also the many exercises and cheats are included in it. "What?" The indescribable shock on everyone's faces, the cultivation place of the sages of the human race, and the collection of many exercise secrets from the ancient period!

Imagine that amount, because what can be collected by a generation of sword kings, even if the number is not much, it is definitely a superior existence. "This is only the first step for you to carry on my legacy. "The seven-story turret corresponds to the seven-fold test, and only those who have completed the seven tests will have the opportunity to enter the next level!" "Now, the test is open."

"There was no time for everyone to react, and after the words fell, an invisible force pushed everyone directly into the turret. The first layer of the Dota Tower, the first retest is really as the will of the Sword King said, each layer of the Dota is a space. When everyone entered the first layer of the Dota, the scene in front of them changed. A ray of light fell on everyone's body, and in the next moment, the light will be each.

The people were teleported to different places. After Chen Fusheng stabilized his figure, he looked around, and around him, a stone wall appeared. "Hey, there seems to be a painting on the stone wall?" Chen Fusheng casually skimmed, but found that on the stone wall in front of him, a series of pictures were faintly depicted. But when Chen Fusheng looked at it, those pictures were gone. Chen Fusheng stood in front of the stone wall.

With a thoughtful look on his face, he was sure that he had really seen it just now. His gaze stayed on the smooth stone wall, Chen Fusheng's face froze, and silver aura rushed out from his body and flowed down his arm. Chen Fusheng slowly raised his arm and tentatively blocked the stone wall. In the next moment, a burst of fierce light erupted on the stone wall, and in Chen Fusheng's gaze, pictures were in the stone.

Little by little, the walls are visible, and gradually become clearly visible. On the stone wall, all the pictures are completely revealed, and all kinds of textures of different shades are coherent, and they actually form a mural. Take a closer look. Looking at it, Chen Fusheng seemed to have some feelings in his heart, so he stood up again, holding the Flame Spirit Knife in his hand, and slowly waved it step by step according to the mural above. "No, there is a leak.

It's a hole!" Chen Fusheng's hand brandishing the Yan Spirit Knife stopped, and his gaze fell on the mural, where he had just appeared a flaw. On top of the mural, the humanoid figure is holding a long knife, and before the knife comes out, there is a majestic knife aura raging out. "Huh?" Chen Fusheng suddenly found that the originally static and rigid mural actually moved in front of his eyes.

It's like being poured into life. His face was happy, although he didn't know why the mural was like this, but this was undoubtedly good news for Chen Fusheng. The mural moved, as if a person was cultivating at close range in front of him, and his every move Chen Fusheng could clearly see, and he didn't know how many times smoother than before. Chen Fusheng slowly took out the knife, first poked straight out, and the snowy blade of the knife made a "swish".

The wind broke out, and suddenly, Chen Fusheng's body also moved. Chen Fusheng lunged, and with a strong wrist, the straight flame spirit knife in his hand went down and slashed diagonally to the ground. "No, it's still a little bit worse. "Hold this position, Chen Fusheng.

Shaking his head, although his posture was not much different from the person in the mural, Chen Fusheng could clearly see that the figure suddenly slashed, and the invisible knife qi bombarded out of the knife. "Come again!" Chen Fusheng first thought about it carefully, then retracted his body, and started again from the beginning according to the figure on the mural. Half an hour, an hour...... Two hours! I only heard a "swish" sound.

Chen Fusheng held the Yan Spirit Knife and slashed suddenly, and an invisible sword qi broke out from the body of the Yan Spirit Knife, slashing obliquely at the ground, and the sword qi fell to the ground, leaving no trace. However, Chen Fusheng was not discouraged, but looked happy. His sword aura was only a little bit, and compared to the majestic sword qi wielded by the human figure on the mural, it was simply a small thing. But it's already possible.

Splitting out the sword qi had already made Chen Fusheng extremely excited, which proved that he had taken the first step, as long as he continued to cultivate in this way, he would always be able to reach the same level as in the mural, and maybe he could surpass it!

Any description of the name and rank, but since it comes from ancient times, it must be extremely simple. Next, Chen Fusheng did not rush to continue cultivating, but closed his eyes, hollowed his mind, and attracted all the surrounding heaven and earth energy. After cultivating for more than two hours in a row, there was not much spiritual energy left in Chen Fusheng's body, so the top priority was to replenish the spiritual energy. Chen Fusheng is all around.

Countless small invisible vortices appeared, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy was instilled into his body at a speed that was not too slow, flowing into his spiritual sea. While absorbing the aura, Chen Fusheng calmed down, repeating the picture on the mural in his mind, and in his recollection, the picture became slow, and Chen Fusheng could clearly see the humanoid knife swinging action. Even every breath on the human form.

Every time he exhaled, Chen Fusheng saw it in his eyes. While Chen Fusheng was absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, in the other spaces, some people swung their knives wildly one by one, and some people punched and kicked on the stone wall with anger on their faces. The most surprising thing turned out to be the ten figures of the demon clan. One by one, they sat in front of the stone wall, patiently watching the picture above. No one saw the actions of the demon clan.

However, it was clearly seen by the will of the god-like sword king. Dao Jun took a deep look at the location of the demon clan, and in the few thoughts he had left, he was faintly a little uneasy, and he didn't know how long it had been, and he had been silent in cultivation.

Chen Fusheng, who was in the refining state, stood up abruptly, holding the Flame Spirit Sword obliquely in his hand, dragging it on the ground, and slowly walked towards the distance. For a long time, Chen Fusheng seemed to have walked to the edge of this space, an area full of white light, and in this area, a cold young man in a gray robe stood in front of him, holding a knife in his hand, but it was extremely ordinary, only.

It was a sharp simple knife used by ordinary people. Chen Fusheng stopped dozens of meters in front of the gray-clothed young man, his eyes burst out with a strong fighting intent, his eyes stared at the young man in front of him tightly, and he didn't say a word. After a long time, a voice sounded in the mouth of the gray-clothed young man in front of him. "Behind me is the passage to the second level of the Dota.

Defeat me, you only need three chances!" The gray-clothed young man raised the Pu knife in his hand and pointed it straight at Chen Fusheng, and the cold light reflected on the shiny knife body. Chen Fusheng still didn't speak, but just glanced deeply at the young man again. In the next moment, from the soles of Chen Fusheng's feet, a surging and majestic silver aura suddenly erupted, pushing Chen Fusheng to shoot straight out like a cannonball.

Quickly enough, pulling out a dazzling silver light behind him. "Qiang!" Seeing that without looking at it, Chen Fusheng swung his knife and slashed vertically, and the gray-clothed young man reacted extremely quickly, and he didn't see any superfluous movements, and when Chen Fusheng's Flame Spirit Knife was about to touch his body, the knife in his hand went up!

The knife made a passionate sound of gold and iron colliding, which instantly resounded through the entire space. Chen Fusheng's eyes showed a touch of horror, the knife in the hand of the gray-clothed young man was obviously inferior to the Yan Spirit Knife in his hand, but under this sudden impact, the opponent's knife did not show any signs of cracking, but instead bounced Chen Fusheng straight away. Not discouraged, Chen Fusheng's body that was still retreating stepped heavily on the ground again, majestic.

The explosive force exploded from between his legs, sending Chen Fusheng's body, the faster the Flame Spirit Knife let out a sharp groan in the air, and an invisible sword qi bloomed on the blade. At the beginning, Chen Fusheng was just trying to test the strength of the gray-clothed youth, but it was obvious that the strength of the gray-clothed young man was bound to be above him! The test of the Dota was really not simple! Chen Fusheng thought to himself that this was only the first layer of communication.

The guardians on the second layer are so strong, and the next few layers, I don't know what dangers await them. The sound of gold and iron colliding in this space continued one after another.

sounded, Chen Fusheng moved quickly, slashing at the gray-clothed guardian one after another, and what Chen Fusheng performed was the nameless knife technique he learned from the stone wall, one knife was stronger than another. Despite this, the gray-clothed guardian in front of him still maintained an indifferent expression, no matter how fast Chen Fusheng swung his sword, he could always be in Chen Fusheng.

The moment before the knife touched his body, he bounced Chen Fusheng away with the knife in his hand. After fighting for a while, Chen Fusheng's face gradually showed an anxious look, the gray-clothed guardian was completely on the defensive, and he had no intention of attacking him. But even so, Chen Fusheng cast the namelessness on the stone wall.

knife technique, but failed to break through the opponent's defense. A spiritual energy that was several times stronger rushed out of Chen Fusheng's body, and all the fire spirit knives in his hands were poured into his hands, and Chen Fusheng's body shook violently on the ground, and he immediately jumped high. On the blade of the knife, the majestic and vast sword was revealed in an instant, and Chen Fusheng held it high above his head.

The blade twisted the air around it extremely, emitting a muffled air explosion. The blade was as silver as snow, and a steady stream of spiritual energy flowed on it, forming an extremely violent transparent vortex, frantically pulling the surrounding heaven and earth energy. At the same time, the gray-clothed guardian in front of Chen Fusheng had a thousand-year-old expression on his face.

There has finally been a subtle change in the situation. On his face, a flash of surprise flashed, and he slowly raised the Pu knife in his hand, and quickly danced a knife flower, and immediately slashed towards Chen Fusheng! This knife rapidly enlarged in Chen Fusheng's pupils, and an incomparably surging knife intent attack came towards him, overwhelming and crazy.

Gritting his teeth at him, Chen Fusheng held the Yan Spirit Knife with both hands, and swung it down vigorously against the slash of the gray-clothed guardian! "Boom!" A deafening explosion sound instantly sounded in mid-air, like thunder on the ground, and thick smoke and dust spread out in the place where the blast was made. "Teng!" In the smoke and dust, a figure flew straight out, extremely fast, like a broken line of wind.

The figure of the kite flew straight out for dozens of meters before falling heavily to the ground, sliding out several meters again, and it was able to stop. "Wow" A mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out of a figure's mouth, and then he coughed violently. The figure is delicate, and the face is slightly immature, but it looks a little embarrassed after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The knife that was still shining silver fell beside him. This person who vomited blood was none other than Chen Fusheng! Chen Fusheng had already taken out the greatest sword-style power he had learned from the stone wall, but under the casual slash of the gray-clothed guardian, he was instantly broken.

The knife slammed into his body, and then there was a scene where Chen Fusheng flew out upside down in an instant. "You have two more chances!" Dozens of meters away, the gray-clothed guardian who stood still spat out a sentence with a blank expression.

The knife is tucked behind him. That's a missed opportunity...... Chen Fusheng was quite unwilling, what was wrong? Chen Fusheng was puzzled, he had already cultivated according to the murals on the stone wall, but how could he still not be able to defeat this guardian? Holding his chest and getting up from the ground, Chen Fusheng lowered his head and used his knife to prop up his body and go back in the direction he came. He was going back to the stone wall before he was boyed again.

After careful and patient cultivation, the sword technique is already extremely similar to that depicted on the stone wall murals in terms of shape and god, and since it was killed by the gray-clothed guardian with one blow, there must be something that he did not observe. Chen Fusheng returned to the stone wall, first sat cross-legged, swallowed a few pills, and in this space, Chen Fusheng.

The body flew upside down again, and he fell to one knee on the ground, supporting his body with a knife. wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and Chen Fusheng's eyes bloomed with a touch of happiness. Opposite him, the gray-clothed guardian moved two steps back as Chen Fusheng retreated, his face also solemn. "You have one last chance!"

The protector put away the knife in his hand with a grim expression. Chen Fusheng still didn't speak, stood up, and went back directly in the direction of the stone wall. This challenge, he practiced for more than ten hours, although the final result was still Chen Fusheng's failure, but for Chen Fusheng, it was enough. This time challenge Chen.

The time that Fusheng and the gray-clothed guardian fought a pillar of incense, and the number of times he swung his sword was more than hundreds before. When he returned to the stone wall, Chen Fusheng recalled the scene of fighting with the gray-clothed guardian in his mind, and he had already seen that the strength of the guardian should correspond to the strength of the challenger, Chen Fusheng had not yet reached the Xuanxiang Realm, and the corresponding guardian had not reached it. The only differently.

It's the terrifying sword path of the guardian, but the challenger must also defeat the opponent with the knife. In contrast, the Guardian's Dao from the Ancient Period completely crushed the current Dao, so if Chen Fusheng wanted to defeat the other party, he had to carve it from the stone wall mural.

Start with the knife technique of drawing. After returning to the stone wall, Chen Fusheng was once again immersed in a realm of cultivation. At this moment, Chen Fusheng has long since lost the difficulty of cultivating the knife technique at the beginning, and the action of swinging the knife is smooth, as if this sword technique was originally created by him. A few more hours passed, and Chen Fusheng slowly opened his eyes.

If Chen Fusheng's understanding of the Shibi knife technique has just entered the room, then the current Chen Fusheng has already cultivated the knife technique to the realm of Dacheng. Chen Fusheng stood in place, frowning, and then he shook his head slowly, and said to himself: "Is Dacheng's sword technique realm ......not enough?" Chen Fusheng didn't know.

To what extent does Dao need to cultivate the sword technique to defeat the gray-clothed guardian, but he faintly feels that if he faces the guardian again, he will at most hold on for a while longer than before, and if he wants to completely defeat the other party, he is obviously still a little close. And when Chen Fusheng was still hesitating in place, on the first layer of this turret, in several other spaces, one by one the martial artists were blasted out by the guardians of the second layer.

The degree of embarrassment was even stronger than when Chen Fusheng challenged it for the first time. When a young warrior was slashed out by the guardian of his space, a voice rang out from the guardian's mouth. "Three chances are exhausted, and you're eliminated!" the warrior was dumbfounded.

He looked at each other and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. He thought that he had been cultivating in front of the stone wall for a long time, but the result was that in the first challenge, he didn't even enter a meter in front of the guardian, he was slashed by a knife, and the second challenge, it was still a knife! He was not reconciled, and returned to the stone wall to cultivate again.

Ten hours, until the swing of the sword made him feel inexplicably confident, the warrior finally stepped towards the guardian again. And this time, the other party completely shattered the only bit of confidence in his heart to the point of incompleteness, a knife! or a knife! He seemed to be unable to resist the fate of being defeated by the other party's knife. When the last words came out of the Guardian's mouth, he fell to the ground in embarrassment, clearly.

saw the look of disdain in the other party's eyes. He, he is actually looking down on me! The young martial artist was annoyed and angry in his heart, his strength was comparable to breaking through the Xuan Xiang Realm before, and he was not strong among young martial artists, but at least he could be ranked in the middle position, but at this moment, he was actually defeated by a guardian of the secret realm three times, and the other party still despised him. "Ahh

It's just an energy body guarding the passage, why should you look down on me?! The young warrior jumped up from the ground quickly, he threw the knife in his hand away, and instead pulled out a delicate long broken knife from the sword box on his back, in my opinion, it will never be comparable to the sword in my hand! With the long sword in his hand, the young man looked full of spirit, and a strong sense of faith poured out of his body again. "What garbage.

The way of the sword, what comes from the ancient sword technique, caused Lao Tzu to practice hard for so long in front of a broken stone wall. The young man slowly spat out a sentence, and on his face, a hideous expression covered his face, and in his eyes, the color of madness completely obscured his pupils, and there was no clarity at all. "Aren't you able to defeat me with one sword, then I don't use the sword on the stone wall now, use my best sword.

Why, I'll see how you beat me. The young man looked up to the sky and laughed, and the long sword in his hand slashed in front of him. Across from him, the Guardian was expressionless, and this demeanor made the young warrior even angrier.

He snorted coldly, and a wave of aura appeared on the soles of his feet, and his body quickly slammed towards the guardian. Hmph, look at the time I defeat you, can you still be so expressionless in the heart of the young warrior.

Laughing, he has extreme confidence in his sword, so ...... The laughter from the young warrior's mouth stopped abruptly. Before the young warrior could continue to think about it, his body suddenly stopped in mid-air. His eyes widened as he looked at the Guardian in front of him in horror. His mouth was open in horror, a look of horror.

His gaze slowly followed the hand of the Guardian in front of him. "How could it be ......" his face was full of fear, and it was clear that the previous strength was not much different from his guardian.

How could such a strong combat power burst out at this time?!The guardian's hand stretched straight out, holding an ordinary Pu knife in his hand, and the Pu knife spread on his side, when the young man looked at his abdomen that had been half submerged by the Pu knife.