At this time, countless pairs of eyes inside and outside the Qingyun Pagoda were staring at the position of the fourth layer lit up.

In the martial arts arena on the fourth floor of Qingyun Tower, Shi Meng shot first.

Shi Meng's palm technique is called the Phantom Palm Technique, cultivated to the perfect realm, no need to touch, all under the shadow of the palm are attacked, and the Phantom Palm is poisonous, and the toxin that permeates the air with the palm wind is called "Phantom Poison", colorless, just a faint sweet taste, but when Shi Meng entered the Qingyun Tower, he only reached the first-order martial artist position, and the Phantom Palm Technique only cultivated the first layer, and the phantom poison has just been practiced, which can only make people absorb more and the attack power becomes slower, and it cannot reach the point of poisoning the opponent.

But not only Shi Meng didn't know, but even Yan Wuji himself didn't know that ordinary poisons were ineffective against him. All this still stems from the resurrection of the dead when he was seven years old, when the golden spirit snake that died was called "Golden Snake", and when he grew up, he had the opportunity to become the head of ten thousand snakes, and the Golden Snake was specially raised, so the snake venom was stronger, and the throat was sealed with blood.

At that time, after Yan Wuji was revived by the resurrection pill, the remaining medicinal power and toxicity were integrated with each other, and in the end, Yan Wuji became an invulnerable body, and ordinary poisons would be resolved by themselves when they entered Yan Wuji's body. It's just that Yan Wuji has not been poisoned since then, and he doesn't know about it.

At this time, he encountered the "Phantom Palm Technique", in fact, the phantom poison that Shi Meng had not yet achieved his full success had no effect on Yan Wuji at all.

Shi Meng used the phantom palm technique, and it was really like a dream, and when he waved his palms, he saw more than a dozen palm shadows attacking Yan Wuji at the same time, fortunately, Yan Wuji has been practicing the jade girl swordsmanship, and he has a lot of experience. The jade girl's swordsmanship pays attention to the light and graceful body technique, the sword walks the dragon and snake, the body turns with the sword, and the speed between advance and retreat is abnormal. In addition to dodging Shi Meng's attacks, he will also draw cold shots to fight back at Shi Meng's swords.

It's just that the two of them are equal in the fifth order, and the exercises are not mature, and they fight together for a while.

Shi Meng thought to himself: "Although you are quite skilled, but after a long time, you will be defeated by the poison of the phantom!"

But what Yan Wuji thought in his heart was: "Since the challenge has been launched, it is natural to strive for victory, the bell on the third floor has sounded just now, and I vaguely feel that it should be the tower master transposition, who else can there be after Ling Han! But how can I defeat Shi Meng? Well, the Divine Soul Thorn!"

Since Yan Wuji cultivated the Nine Heavens Wheel Rotation Technique in the Heart of the Heavenly Sea, he has been refining his spiritual power in the outermost three circles of the Heavenly Illusion Realm, and recently finally cultivated the first layer of the Nine Heavens Wheel Rotation Technique to perfection, and the Divine Soul Thorn can also be sent and received freely, but it has never been used in the battle before. At this time, in order to challenge the main position of the fourth-floor tower, I decided to try the Divine Soul Attack.

Thinking of this, Yan Wuji waved the Jade Maiden Sword Technique to block Shi Meng's palm attack, while condensing the power of the divine soul, and slowly covered the surrounding area within five zhang with the power of the divine soul, at this time Yan Wuji found that someone was spying on the battle here, thinking that he was the supervisor of the True Martial Arts Academy, so he didn't care, and continued to brew a wisp of divine soul like a cone, and at the same time that the jade female sword crossed Shi Meng's palm wind and attacked Shi Meng's side, the power of the divine soul also attacked Shi Meng's mind.

Shi Meng's Yan Wuji, who had been mainly defensive, suddenly attacked, and resisted with his palm, but he didn't want to feel a pinprick-like tingling sensation in the alarm clock, and suddenly his movements slowed down by half a minute, Yan Wuji stabbed Shi Meng's right arm with a sword, and the blood instantly stained the yellow shirt.

Shi Meng stepped back and stopped, but there was no annoyance in his expression, he just asked, "Senior Sister Yan, have you cultivated the power of the divine soul?"

Yan Wuji nodded.

Shi Meng asked again, "What elixir are you hiding, why does my Shadow Poison seem to have no effect on you?"

Yan Wuji shook his head: "What phantom poison? Senior Sister Shi Meng, do we still want to continue fighting? Do you want to bandage it?"

Shi Meng smiled bitterly: "Between you and me, the phantom palm technique I practiced, now that my arm is injured, how can I beat you! I have been tired of staying here for the past eighty years, and I have always hoped that someone could replace me, but who would have expected that now I would really be replaced, and I actually felt a sense of loneliness." ”

Yan Wuji said: "Isn't Senior Sister formed by the condensation of Senior Sister Shi Meng's soul?

Shi Meng smiled: "Maybe, I have been guarding this stone platform here for decades, and today I have finally completed my task as a true martial disciple, I should congratulate the little junior sister on winning the tower mastership!"

As he spoke, Shi Meng's condensation slowly blurred, and a voice sounded in the air: "Shi Meng's mission to guard the tower is over." Yan Wuji became the new tower owner of the fourth floor of Qingyun Tower. Send the next level. ”

In the next few levels, Yan Wuji was not allowed to choose, but directly sent Yan Wuji to several different spaces.

The first space was in a cloud of white mist, after Yan Wuji entered, as soon as he vaguely saw the two big words "Tiansi", he found that he had been attacked by spiritual power, and as his resistance increased after running the Nine Heavens Wheel Technique, the attack power in the mist also increased accordingly. In the end, until Yan Wuji ran the exercises to his limit, he still felt the attack that had reached his limit. It's just that when Yan Wuji's resistance no longer grows, the attack power in the white mist also stays at a point where Yan Wuji is bearable and does not continue to increase.

After half an hour like this, the Divine Soul attack suddenly stopped, and Yan Wuji checked that she was not injured, which was very strange, but she was not allowed to think about it, and she had been sent to a room.

An old man in the room stared, looked at Yan Wuji with a smile and said, "I don't want fifteen years later, it will be a little doll who has come to this 'heavenly-chosen' place." Little girl, I have here the upper-level exercises of the spiritual product, the elixir that can be used by the martial artist, and the ninth-order weapon of the spiritual product, which one do you like?"

Listening to the old man's words, Yan Wuji saw a painting hanging in the middle of one wall of the room, with two big characters on it, "Heavenly Choice".

Yan Wuji thought for a moment and asked, "May I ask what kind of exercise the old man exercises are, and what kind of weapons are the weapons?"

The old man said: "The exercise is a spiritual fire palm, which needs to be tempered with fire, and it is attacked with fire; the weapon is a high-grade jade flute, have you ever seen a jade flute in the white clouds on the third layer? Little girl, my elixir is also good, why don't you ask?"

Yan Wuji replied: "The juniors themselves can also use a little alchemy. I still want a jade flute!"

The old man nodded, but he didn't see any movement, a white jade flute flew towards him, and when it reached half a foot in front of Yan Wuji, it slowly fell, and was picked up by Yan Wuji in his hand, and he suddenly felt a chill.

The old man continued: "This jade flute is made of deep-sea cold jade, and when attacking, it brings its own cold qi to condense the opponent's qi and blood. ”

As he spoke, the old man faded away, and Yan Wuji was surrounded by a cloud of white mist and sent to a stone platform.

The stone platform was empty, and a middle-aged man dressed in white stood on the edge of a boulder, looking at Yan Wuji with a peaceful smile on his face. Although the boulder is tall, the middle-aged man standing there has his own style, and he does not feel weak at all, but makes people feel a natural gas of the superior.