Xing Yuan didn't care too much about the battles of the other circles of the stone platform, his eyes were tightly locked on the stone platform of the seventh circle.

There, there were two stone platforms where someone broke in, and both of them had reached the strength of the eightfold spirit fetus realm.

However, one of them only held out for a few rounds under an icy martial puppet attack, and then was directly defeated.

And the other person, although he is also the strength of the Spirit Fetus Realm, looks slightly stronger. This kind of strength can be regarded as an elite in the Seven Great Sects.

However, this kind of strength did not give him much advantage under the attack of that military puppet.

The Nawu puppet who fought against him had a wealth of combat experience, and his fierce attack methods suppressed all his attacks.

This battle lasted for nearly half an hour, and he exhausted all his spiritual power, but in the end, he still failed to win.

With the end of this man's battle, the battle on the lake is over.

In mid-air, the old man's phantom eyes stared at the stone platform in the lake, and suddenly moved.

I saw that with a wave of his robe, the place where the people who had failed before sat cross-legged, there were chains like black iron, which shot out from under the stone platform, and wrapped around them like lightning.

Immediately, the stone platform cracked little by little, and their figures were pulled by the chains, and they fell down directly, as if they had fallen into the Nine Hells, and disappeared in an instant.

Then, the ground was back to normal, and the terrible screams were still hovering in mid-air.

"This ...... What's going on? Where are they pulled by those chains? ”

"Could it be that this is what it means to be imprisoned for three years, not allowed to cultivate?"

Outside the lake, everyone looked at this scene and was shocked, at first, they thought that failure was also an opportunity, but now it seems that imprisonment is imprisonment, how can they comfortably stay aside and cultivate?

In the Elixir Garden, there was silence, and those who originally thought that it didn't matter if they won or lost, and just walked through the motions, were instantly silent.

Some people kept patting their chests, glad that they were one step slower before, otherwise, they might be imprisoned now.

Xing Yuan looked at the stone platform and fell into deep thought, the martial puppet in the seventh circle had already forced a cultivator of the eightfold spiritual fetus realm to be like this, but the nine-turn golden lotus he wanted was at the ninth layer......

In this current game, if the challenge is successful, the nine-turn golden lotus will be able to get it, but if it fails, he will be imprisoned for three years.

After a while, Xing Yuan had an answer, and he remembered what Ye Xuanzhen had said to him: "Cultivation is not a smooth road, but going against the sky, and you need to have an indomitable spirit to overcome obstacles." ”

If he even gives up the opportunity to fight, then how can he become a strong man, and how can he bring his mother back to the family for a reunion?

At this moment, the old man of light and shadow in mid-air asked indifferently, "But there are still disciples to challenge?" ”

No one responded, however, Xing Yuan's actions gave him an answer.

I saw Xing Yuan's soles stomp suddenly, and his body suddenly soared into the air, like a golden-winged Dapeng soaring upward, and then landed steadily on the stone platform in the core and the ninth circle.

Wow! Wow!

Xing Yuan's crisp and neat actions unsurprisingly caused a burst of horror and uproar:

"Who is this man? Challenging the core stone platform? Don't you see the misery of those who were imprisoned before? ”

"It's him, in front of the disciples of the Seven Great Sects before, he killed two disciples of the Blood Cloth Tomb in a row, and now he is challenging the core area, and he is really dragged and crazy enough."

The disciple of the bloody mound stared at Xing Yuan's back, revealing a trace of resentment, and snorted coldly with bad words: "I'm afraid it's just to catch people's attention, I don't have the strength to be in the limelight, anyway, if I fail, I won't lose anything, I'm just imprisoned for three years." ”

"That's it, but it's really a shame to think of it, it's so grandiose, how unwise it is to delay three years of cultivation time in vain when the time comes."

Someone witnessed the killing of He Cheng and others, and when they heard them belittle Xing Yuan so much, they couldn't help but laugh and ridicule: "This kind of thing is also due to the disciple of the bloody mound to say it, others can say that the brother's strength is not good, you disciples of the bloody mound were killed by him two times in succession, and you don't dare to put a fart, what qualifications do you have to evaluate others?" ”

"That's right, I see that the disciples of the Bloody Tomb are just villains who bully the weak and are afraid of the hard, and they still claim to be disciples of the Seven Sects... That's embarrassing. ”

Xing Yuan was not interested in listening to the noise, he stepped on the hard stone platform, but his eyes were looking at the lotus platform that was as green as jade.

A golden lotus is placed in the center of the lotus platform, which is nine layers, the light is great, extremely dazzling, this is the goal of Xing Yuan's trip, the nine golden lotus.

This nine-turn golden lotus is a strange thing in heaven and earth, sitting in it, there is nothing to break, and it can also suppress the injury, and it is wonderful to use its smelting exercises.

While Xing Yuan was staring at the thing he was dreaming of, a black shadow slowly walked out from the depths of the stone platform here, a martial puppet with a dark body and a metallic luster.

This martial puppet was more perfect than the previous ones, and as soon as it appeared, Xing Yuan felt a strong sense of oppression, and a dangerous aura swept over.

Xing Yuan didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly took out the weapon, the long sword whose name he didn't know.

The martial puppet seemed to feel that he had suffered a loss, and a dark spear appeared in his hand, the spear looked extremely simple, but the tip of the spear exuded a sharp aura that seemed to be able to pierce the sky.

"This is the martial puppet in the core area."

Xing Yuan looked at the opponent in front of him and muttered to himself, the threat he felt from this martial puppet was getting stronger and stronger.

The majestic spiritual power in Xing Yuan's body erupted and swept away like a violent wind, and faintly, bursts of roars could be heard, as if with the sound of thunder whistling.

He held the long sword in his hand, his eyes staring at the figure in front of him vigilantly, and the martial puppet's eyes seemed to have a red light flashing, and a palpitating sense of oppression quietly spread.

The one person and one military puppet in this stone platform, at this moment, seem to have fallen into some extremely peculiar state of confrontation.

However, this state of confrontation cannot last long, it is only instantaneous.

Knock knock!

The martial puppet didn't have any wisdom, and it wouldn't be as jealous as Xing Yuan, so it took the lead and directly tore through this stalemate.

The soles of its feet stomped violently, and the entire stone platform shook, and an astonishing wave of spiritual power came out of his body.

The next moment, the figure of the martial puppet flashed, and it appeared behind Xing Yuan, and the spear in his hand stabbed out violently.

The Wu puppet suddenly disappeared in front of Xing Yuan's eyes, the latter was shocked, and then, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he suddenly stabbed back, obviously thinking that the Wu puppet was behind him.

When!

The guns and swords collided, and violent sparks suddenly sputtered, and the sharp sound of metal colliding also sounded, piercing everyone's ears.

The martial puppet couldn't strike a blow, and disappeared again, and then appeared directly in front of Xing Yuan, who moved and flashed to the side with an extremely fast speed.

The Wu Puppet's shot was very sharp, and the air exploded directly under the blow, leaving a faint trace in the void space.

Subsequently, the battle of one person and one puppet officially began, and the martial puppet attacked very quickly, and Xing Yuan was always able to dodge it dangerously.

The battle was stalemate, and Xing Yuan dodged while thinking hard about how to crack it.

His physical strength and spiritual power are gradually consumed, and the Wu Golem is a tireless machine, and if this continues, he will be caught by the Wu Golem sooner or later.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

In the next moment, Xing Yuan raised his sword and used his sword technique, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned into countless of the sharpest weapons, covering his body.

Bang bang!

With a cold and piercing aura, the spear came straight towards Xing Yuan, and was blocked by countless sword shadows.

The next moment, the sword shadow seemed to have found an outlet, and in an instant, it cut through the void and stabbed towards the martial puppet.

The martial puppet was fast, but the sword shadow was even faster, and although most of the sword shadows were dodged, some still landed on it.

The shadow of the sword fell on the Wu Golem, and immediately a piercing explosion sounded, and immediately, the Wu Golem was knocked to the ground, retreating frantically, falling step by step, and the stone platform was shattered.

Xing Yuan raised his eyes and frowned, only to see that there were only dozens of slight sword marks left on the martial puppet's body.

His blow was resisted by the martial puppet, but the damage was not great.

"Damn, how can this be?"

Xing Yuan looked at the martial puppet who had killed again, cursed in his mouth, and then, he chose to collide with the martial puppet.

One person and one puppet fought for dozens of rounds, Xing Yuan was knocked back hundreds of meters by the Wu puppet's palm, his hands were paralyzed, and he trembled unconsciously.

Xing Yuan was repelled by the Wu puppet, which made everyone in the bloody mound proud, and they said sarcastically: "I'll just say that he is grandstanding, it will only be a long time before he can hold on." ”

"The defeat is decided, prepare to taste the pain of captivity."

"This is the end of offending the bloody mound, we can't clean you up, naturally someone will clean you up."

……

Zhang Chuan glanced at the people in the bloody mound, and said nonchalantly: "You can only talk about the waste with your tongue, you don't even dare to have the idea of challenge, and dare to laugh at others?" ”

The disciple of the Bloody Tomb said angrily: "We are aware of our own strength, and we will not look down on our masters. ”

“……”

Xing Yuan naturally didn't know about the quarrel outside the lake, he stared at the martial puppet vigilantly, his brain was spinning wildly, and he muttered: "This martial puppet's strength is too strong, and I am definitely not an opponent when it comes to hard work." ”

Then, his eyes suddenly lit up, staring at the mysterious runes on the martial puppet's body, and whispered, "This rune is the source of the martial puppet's power. ”

Xing Yuan figured out the key, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and at the same time, the fierce and ferocious offensive of the martial puppet came like a tide again.

However, this time, Xing Yuan no longer had to fight with it.

Xing Yuan's back suddenly condensed the wings of the golden crow, and disappeared in place, and immediately, there were faint runes in the air that were being outlined one stroke at a time.

After a few breaths, the complete rune fell into Xing Yuan's hand, he looked at the oncoming martial puppet, raised his two fingers, and in an instant, the rune wrapped around his two fingers.

"Armor Breaker!"

Xing Yuan gently spit out three words in his mouth, and in an instant, his body was like lightning, and he appeared in front of the martial puppet.

The Wu puppet seemed to be stunned, and Xing Yuan's finger had already pointed at the center of the rune on its body.

(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!) ）