This kind of breath made everyone feel breathless, and so did Yang Qianming, so he had to carefully mobilize the divine power around him.

When the divine power flowed around his body a few times, Yang Qianming felt a little relaxed, and the feeling of oppression became almost negligible.

Yang Qianming can't use the power of the demon god here, so he has to use the divine power that is not much different from the power of wisdom, at least this way will not be discovered lightly.

Not only did Yang Qianming do this, but several people also resisted the oppression of the old man.

The woman in the red dress not far away mobilized the mysterious power of the fire god in her body to resist the coercion. And the woman in white standing beside her also exerted an unknown force to resist the coercion.

Not only them, but a white-clothed young man standing at the end of the crowd also had his eyes slightly closed, and many small swords appeared on the surface of his body to relieve the pressure.

The most peculiar thing was Xiao Feng standing behind Yang Qianming, just looking at his eyes wide open, and a layer of fine hair rising from his body, in order to relieve the majesty of the Holy King Ronan.

Yang Qianming didn't notice this, he just resisted the coercion wholeheartedly.

Even a man in white wearing a mask seemed to be able to resist the coercion of that breath.

Ronan, who was standing in the center of the high platform, narrowed his eyes slightly, where could the people below who could resist the coercion of his aura escape from his eyes.

Secretly remembering these people in his heart, Ronan was pleasantly surprised to find two people who could resist the pressure of his breath.

The two of them were dressed a little specially, they were both dressed as high priests, and Ronan also remembered them deeply. Of course, he was also very happy, this time the talent doubled so that he could complete the goal assigned by the emperor.

"I'm the ruling elder of the Inquisition, my name is Ronan, don't talk nonsense, I guess you have also seen the battle pavilion boulder on the six high platforms, the first trial, this is it. Ronan paused as he spoke, and continued slowly: "The rules are very simple, use all your strength, as long as you can leave traces on this Battle Pavilion boulder, then you can pass the level!"

After saying this, Ronan deliberately raised his voice, and that deep voice could be conveyed thousands of miles away: "The trial is the beginning!"

At the sound of the order, everyone below was shocked.

However, there was no riot, Na Tianming's previous methods were deeply shocked into the bones of every contestant, and no one wanted to die unjustly like the man in Tsing Yi.

Thus began the orderly trial, with a total of six long teams, each under six high platforms, each starting from scratch, one after the other.

Yang Qianming was in the middle position, not moving forward or backward, only to see Ronan say that, a person jumped out of front of his team, and floated directly to the battle pavilion boulder in the middle of the high platform.

Under Na Tianming's gaze, the man began to gather the wisdom of his whole body, and summoned the beast ring.

I saw two beast rings slowly rising from under his feet, two thousand-year-old beast rings of yellow and yellow.

And Yang Qianming's strength is only in the early stage of the emperor's realm, but Yang Qianming is still more interested, wanting to see what kind of doorway this battle pavilion boulder is hiding.

But when the man showed his strength, Yang Qianming saw a hint of ridicule and a look of waiting to see a joke in Na Tianming's eyes.

This made Yang Qianming feel very uncomfortable, and he was very angry at his contempt for others.

"Boulder Collapse!" the man shouted, and the second thousand-year-old beast ring suddenly bloomed with yellow light, and a halo of wisdom suddenly appeared on top of his fists.

Then the man suddenly exerted his strength, manipulating the fists that emerged from the boulder phantom, and bombarded the boulder of the Battle Pavilion.

"Boom!" Suddenly a burst of gunpowder smoke rose, and when the gunpowder smoke dissipated, there was only the man's disappointed and tired look on the spot, and the battle pavilion boulder was unexpectedly undamaged.

Seeing this scene, Na Tianming waved his hand contemptuously to signal the man to leave, and then beckoned to Yang Qianming's team: "Next!"

A strong man with long red hair sat on the high platform like a tiger, Yang Qianming saw that his strength had reached the middle of the emperor's period, and secretly guessed in his heart that such strength should be able to leave traces on the boulder.

At the same time, Yang Qianming not only began to pay attention to it, after all, it was the first time he had seen such a strange boulder.

He didn't allow himself to fail, because what he was burdened with was not only his father's blood feud, but also Zhang Ruoxue's Phantom Divine Pill.

The above burdens do not allow Yang Qianming to fail once, so he must work hard and carefully observe the boulder in front of him, and be ready to face the belief of going all out.

I saw that the red-haired strong man had a shining beast ring under his feet, a yellow and a green beast ring hovering under his feet, and the red-haired man used his strength as a point to blast into the battle pavilion boulder with a punch.

"Bang!"

The fist slammed into the boulder, and suddenly the red-haired strong man performed the second beast ring bone technique, and after a burst of dazzling light, the muscles of the red-haired man's whole body bulged slightly.

On the fist that was attached to the boulder, a small light suddenly flashed, and under the force of the red-haired strong man, the small light slowly expanded.

"Boom!", the fist of the red-haired man clinging to the boulder actually advanced a little.

Na Tianming nodded slightly and said, "Congratulations!

The red-haired man didn't seem to come to his senses, and when he withdrew his fist, he found a tiny white mark on the boulder.

"Ahh

Ronan next to him nodded with a slight smile when he saw it, while Na Tianming said in a cold voice with an impatient face: "If you have successfully passed Guò, please go to the Venerable to receive the Spirit Rune Codex and prepare for the second trial!

Hearing this, the red-haired man reacted, didn't care about the former's indifference, and still walked off the stage very happily.

Yang Qianming was also happy for him, after all, he hadn't given up participating in the Inquisition Competition when he was forty, and it was normal for him to reach the early stage of the emperor's strength at such an age.

You must know that in the entire Changtian Continent, some people have passed a lifetime, and there are a large number of people whose strength has always stayed in the realm of Martial Emperor, Martial Saint, Emperor and so on.

Most of these people have given up their cultivation, and it is extremely rare for a strong red-haired man to be so persistent.

Just as he passed the first item, and then luckily succeeded to the second term, but the third item would certainly stop him there.

However, the red-haired man will also be content, because the court has made a rule, and those who pass the first two trials can be called incumbents in the court.

Given the position of a first-class sanctioner, the red-haired strong man is only forty years old, and he is naturally satisfied to get this honorary profession.

But only if he can pass the second trial in order to live this profession.

Although he hoped so much in his heart, Yang Qianming was still not very optimistic that the red-haired strong man would be able to pass the second trial in Tongguò.

"Congratulations, you have left a mark on your success!"

"Failed to leave a trace!

After the continuous congratulations and the sound of failure alternated, Yang Qianming estimated that the proportion of people who were stopped by this first item was as high as eight out of ten.

In other words, only 20 out of 100 people can successfully leave a mark on the boulder.

"Next!"

Yang Qianming got up angrily and jumped onto the high platform, and after meeting Na Tianming's eyes, he clearly felt a trace of surprise flashing in the former's eyes.

I don't know if it's his own strength or what makes him feel this kind of surprise, but Yang Qianming is not interested in knowing.

Angry dantian, Yang Qianming's strength at the peak of the Emperor Saint suddenly burst out, and the eyes of the audience instantly converged on Yang Qianming's body.

Attracted by this young man who had reached the peak of the Emperor Saint at the age of nineteen, they all guessed which family's genius son this was.

On this occasion, Yang Qianming would never let the excess beast ring burst out, otherwise he would be killed, and the gain would outweigh the loss.

So Yang Qianming hid all the five beast rings, and only two beast rings were revealed on the surface of the body.

The green and cyan 10,000-year and 100,000-year beast rings swirled out, and Yang Qianming was engrossed in the battle pavilion boulder in front of him, and began to recall the laws he had observed before.

The methods of those who pass through guò are naturally included in Yang Qianming's eyes. These people are all those whose strength has reached the peak of the emperor, or who has the true strength of the peak of the emperor.

But there are some people who don't know how to skill, and they still fail miserably. This technique Yang Qianming also noticed carefully, that is, after the first attack, the party that had to attack continuously again may leave traces on the boulder.

It's like the red-haired strong man before, obviously after the first attack, he activated the continuous bone technique to bombard, which can only rely on the skill to leave a slight trace on the boulder.

This is still his lack of strength, if his strength is enough, Yang Qianming feels that what he leaves behind will not be as simple as a subtle white mark.

Of course, it does not mean that if you master the skills, you can pass the guò test without fail, of course, strength is still the most important foundation, and it is in vain if you are strong without strength and skills.

Speaking of skills, Yang Qianming must think of his own physical skills to dominate.

Identifying a position on the boulder, Yang Qianming first raised his right fist and slammed it out, and the golden fist mark slammed into the position he had identified before.

Lightning and flint, before the bombardment was completed, Yang Qianming's left fist flashed out again, and it turned out to be a bully attack that was smashed out, and the position was the same as the one attacked by the first bully attack.

Not only is it the same, it's almost the same distance.

After the first golden fist mark hit, the Battle Pavilion boulder suddenly shook, and made a muffled sound of "bang!", and when the second blow of the bully blasted over, the sound of "Bang!" sounded even louder than the rest of the people before.

The first reaction after hearing this voice was that Yang Qianming felt that he had passed, and a hanging heart was also relaxed.

When the smoke cleared, a palm-sized white mark was left on the Battle Pavilion boulder, the largest damage area ever caused.

Ruling Saint King Elder Luo Nan was slightly stunned, and then there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, obviously he liked Yang Qianming's qualifications very much.

"Congratulations on your success!" Na Tianming's face became very gloomy for some reason, as if he was deliberately suppressing the killing intent.

Yang Qianming, who was very sensitive to killing intent, naturally noticed the change in Na Tianming, although he wondered why in his heart, Yang Qianming didn't think much about it.

After stepping off the stage, Yang Qianming punched Yang Qianxun and Xiao Feng who were about to enter the arena with a victorious fist, and then walked to the high platform according to the explanation, and went to receive the second item of the Spirit Rune Codex from His Holiness.

Yang Qianming was confident in the strength of the second brother and Xiao Feng, and he also informed the two of the skills he observed, so I believe they would not have any accidents.

Behind the high platform, there is a courtyard, but there are many wooden buildings with four mirrors in the courtyard.

Yang Qianming saw a familiar back in front of him, and this back reminded him of Lan Mei'er who fell off the cliff.

"Mei'er?" Yang Qianming couldn't help but call.

The man's whole body was shocked, and then he turned his head slightly, and a rabbit mask was displayed in front of Yang Qianming.

After knowing that he had made a mistake, Yang Qianming hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person." ”