Passing through the third level of the Celestial Scar, Xin Fang came to the fourth level of the Colosseum. This is a mountain forest, Xin Fang is halfway up the mountain out of thin air, the wind and sun are beautiful here, but there is no bird singing and flowers, and some are just death-like silence. However, the same as the three levels that Xin Fang had experienced before, the fourth level was still shrouded in the middle of the night.

Xin Fang stood on the surface of the mountain and attached the sword of Nian Chou Chong to his back. He raised his sword in his right hand, and a small sacred flame burned in his fingertips. The Holy Flame will fill the fire with light, bringing Xin Fang a radius of 1,000 steps in the daytime. Xin Fang watched and listened to all directions, alert to any changes in the surrounding environment.

"Roar!" suddenly a deafening roar of a tiger broke through the sky from the top of the mountain. Under the pressure of this loud noise, the bamboo forests around Xin Fang bombarded one after another, and the endless Dharma Dao erupted to form a strange offensive and surround Xin Fang. Xin Fang quickly pulled out the Nian Sorrow Chong Sword from behind his back, and kept shuttling in the strange and very strange water system offensives, his body did not stop, and he walked leisurely. Xin Fang was shocked to find in his continuous dodging that the simple offensive formed by these bamboo forest fragments actually contained a trace of active recognition consciousness. And this is generally the pinnacle of the offensive that only a strong person in the earth system can exert in 1 in 10,000.

The echo of the tiger's roar echoed repeatedly in the mountains and forests, and Xin Fang's eyes never left the top of the mountain. He wanted to know what kind of three-headed and six-armed monster the fourth-level guardian who could unleash the Consciousness Offensive was.

As the Heaven-Shaking Tiger Roar gradually dissipated, those consciousness offensives slowly became weaker, and they were finally cleared away by Xin Fang's simple blow of earth ice. Xin Fang held the sword diagonally and locked on to the top of the mountain above. In the deep blackness, a silhouette loomed, and the powerful magic breath suppressed the bamboo forest. In the midst of a batch of bamboos, the true face of the fourth-level guardian finally broke through the black sea and appeared in Xin Fang's sight.

"Sun Chasing Demon Tiger!" Xin Fang frowned, the Colosseum was indeed a Jedi for honing his cultivation, and the guardian of the fourth level turned out to be an extremely rare puppet master of the third realm, the Sun Chasing Demon Tiger.

The number of Sun-Chasing Demon Tigers is extremely small, and the total number of the four major third realms will not exceed ten, and their own cultivation is not high, but their most famous is the terrifying puppet spell. Anything can become their puppet, whether it is a human, a demonic beast, a plant or a tree, or even a dharma, as long as the Sun Chaser Demon Tiger has the ability and ideas, they can control the infinite. The Sun-Chasing Demon Tiger can be described as a great wonder among the Warcraft, which can be called a "magic" word. Their strongest reliance is on the Soul Eyes, the heart of the pair of puppet spells. It is very likely that the Sun-chasing Demon Tiger that Xin Fang encountered at this moment was also a puppet that caused it to release such an unfathomable magic breath.

"It turned out to be the Sun Chasing Demon Tiger, no wonder it would launch a consciousness offensive. Xin Fang's hands burned the Great Holy Fire, and the mana formed an invisible protective layer on the surface of his body. Xin Fang had to be a hundred times more careful, because if he was not careful, he was likely to be manipulated into a puppet by the Sun Chasing Demon Tiger, which was an extremely dangerous thing.

"Human, you can make me appear in the Colosseum. It means that you are good and qualified to be the alternate for one hundred puppet guards under my command. The mountains reverberated with the sound of the Sun-Chasing Demon Tiger's constant echoes, combined with the mana flow of its pair of soul-shattering eyes, and the fire-level consciousness offensive impacted Xin Fang's mana shield.

Xin Fang's eyebrows twitched, but he was shocked to find that the spatial mysteries that had been used in the third layer had mysteriously disappeared at this moment, and even now even the Dominating Yuan Shen Sense was very small, at least so weak that it was not Cheng Dù that Xin Fang could operate.

Xin Fang then decisively switched back to mana casting, he continued to consolidate the mana protection layer while carefully exploring the surrounding mountains and forests, he found that this mountain forest except for the bamboo within ten steps of Xin Fang was cast by the Sun Chasing Demon Tiger puppet attack, the bamboo grass and trees in other places were not polluted. Xin Fang was immediately overjoyed, the two years of cultivation in the Eastern Demon Forest had given him an extraordinary ability to sense the environment in the Grass and Tree Forest, and Dongfang Sunrise was the spell he relied on at that time.

"Dongfang Sunrise!" Xin Fang waved his sword with sorrow, his arms stretched, and the sword intent turned into a parallel plane, and his body was like tomorrow, and Dongfang Sunrise began to link the mountains and forests. This qiē was performed seamlessly, and the Sun Chasing Demon Tiger could not be known for a while. By the time it reacted, Xin Fang had completely sensed the environment and had already triggered the mountain forest.

In terms of individuals alone, the mangosteen that was rendered by the Sun-chasing Demon Tiger with the consciousness offensive was indeed much more powerful than the mangosteen in other areas of the mountain forest, but when the latter were numerous, and under the deep fit of the spells, the laws they released were not comparable to the consciousness offensive mangosteen. As a result, under the influence of the rising sun, the consciousness offensive besieging Xin Fang was quickly shattered by the impact. The mana shield is like the end of the world, merging into the dimensional space in the shattering. Xin Fang quickly condensed a new mana shield on the surface of his body.

"Huh, human beings are very capable. I've decided to increase your authority and become one of my hundred puppet guards. Come on, take the Guardian Legacy. The eyes of the Sun Chasing Demon Tiger flashed, and a big fist suddenly appeared in front of Xin Fang, as if it had grown directly from the dimensional space. Even Xin Fang could not determine its source in Risen Energy's environmental sensing.

The Great Sacred Flame involved the entire Nian Sorrow Chong Sword, Xin Fang stepped into the air, and threw out the Nian Sorrow Chong Sword in the pursuit of the big fist, which contained a profound human sword method, and the Nian Sorrow Chong Sword suddenly struck the big fist, causing the latter to collapse.

At the same time as the big fist collapsed, a middle fist that had been condensed by nearly half broke through the broken magic path of the big fist and slammed into Xin Fang. Xin Fang had already taken precautions, he quickly ran the spell routine, cast the sword with people, and the sword suddenly struck his fist like an attack that cut through the space of the plane area.

Thinking of the sword and the middle fist, this is a shocking confrontation between the face and the point.

The sword intent unleashed a lightning reaction, almost destroying the structure of the middle fist in a state of devastation. Xin Fang frowned, vaguely feeling that winning the confrontation at this moment was too hearty, very weird, with the unfathomable puppet cultivation of this Sun Chasing Demon Tiger, it was a shocking joke to make such a mistake, so the light defeat of the middle fist must contain a secret offensive. Sure enough, just as Xin Fang was thinking in an instant, a small fist suddenly swept out of his middle fist, and he fiercely held the Nian Chou Chong Sword, brewing the law.

It was a control involving the Fa Dao, and Xin Fang's face suddenly changed, which he had not expected. The small holy flame at the tip of his right sword-type fingertip had already cracked, and the entire body protection defense had appeared full of holes. Xin Fang hurriedly resisted, and for a while weakened the remote control of the Nian Chou Chong Sword. The small fist, or the Sun Chasing Demon Tiger, took this opportunity to shift and hold the hilt of the magic weapon of the Nian Chou Chong Sword, and truly controlled the Nian Chou Chong Sword.

The small holy flame that swirled around the fingertips of Xin Fang's right hand suddenly burst, and his left hand quickly raised the sword style, outlining the small holy flame. The small holy flame automatically disintegrated the fire form as it radiated out the sword-like fingertips of Xin Fang's left hand, and instead formed a circular plane, on which there were continuous circulation of magic runes.

"With a human sword!" Xin Fang shouted violently, and the five fingers of his left hand were all opened, provoking the small holy flame that was originally only a small area to stretch for a hundred steps, directly penetrating the small fist that controlled the sword of Nian Chou. At the same time, Xin Fang's left palm pattern crossed a dark light, and a heart-penetrating coolness passed through the meridians of his left hand.

In the distance, the five fingers of the small fist clenching the sword suddenly opened, and the movement of each knuckle was the same as Xin Fang's left hand. Xin Fang's left hand was closed and clenched, and the five fingers of his small fist were closed again. Although its form was exactly the same as before, it was now in line with Xin Fang, completely in his senses. The Little Holy Flame Dharma Dao Totem contracted and recondensed onto Xin Fang's left hand, quietly invisibly. Xin Fang fused his small fist in the air, remotely controlled the sword of Sorrow, and re-faced the Sun-Chasing Demon Tiger on the top of the mountain.

The loss of control of the little fist did not seem to have any emotional fluctuations for the Sun Chasing Demon Tiger, it still looked down at Xin Fang arrogantly, and its eyes seemed to have indescribable vicissitudes and desolation, which made Xin Fang couldn't help but feel compassion when he saw it.

However, Xin Fang still firmly grasped the Nian Chou Chong Sword, and the small fist was restrained again before it could break free. After the killing of the country, Xin Fang has a firm belief and a will to be refined, which is even more powerful for him than the master of the Yuan Shen.

The psychedelic glow of the Sun-Chasing Demon Tiger's eyes began to precipitate, it looked at Xin Fang in surprise and solemnly, and said, "Human, you can actually see the soul that kills me!" The Sun-Chasing Demon Tiger's psychedelic eyes once again released a psychedelic light, sometimes like a river roaring, sometimes like a wind and rain drifting away, sometimes like a galloping horse, sometimes like a ghost howling in the middle of the night. Under the influence of its eyes, the entire level seems to be in a drunken dream. In the level changes, a hundred figures slowly appeared in front of the Sun Chasing Demon Tiger. Each of them is like a ghost, with a fierce eye but a lack of aura.

One hundred puppet guards.