The monk who was called the head of the tiger was about two feet tall, and his physique was several points stronger than that of ordinary troll monks, and the most peculiar thing was that he had two pale cyan horns on either side of his forehead, and four arms under his ribs.

"The Raging Lan Sect actually has a disciple of the Tongjian Remnant Clan!"

Xiao Yufan, who was on the canopy, looked at the four-armed tiger head, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart, to say that this Tongjian remnant clan can be classified as one of the oldest demon clans, it is the rare demon clan that is similar to the Heavenly Demon Clan and has a strong natural ability.

It is rumored that among the five domains of the Demon Realm now, there are no more than a thousand remnants of the arms, and I can't imagine that they can actually see it in the Nine Tribulations Medicine Realm.

The Remnant Clan of Tongarm is born with divine power, and its advantage in strength is several points stronger than that of the Troll Clan, and Jing Ming obviously knows the mystery because he ordered him to push the door.

But he said that the tiger's head came to the closed gate, stretched out his arms and pressed on it, and his mouth made a thunderous explosion, and suddenly burst out with amazing power.

Under the impact of this huge force, there was a heavy metal mopping sound from the wrestling door, and there was already a hint of pushing.

But this is the extreme that he can achieve with one push, the tiger's head is red at the moment, and two white smoke are spewing out from his nose, but it is no longer possible to shake the door of wrestling.

This couldn't help but make the hearts of the cultivators who were watching the excitement on the side feel refreshed, if the Wild Lan Sect tried it and couldn't enter, it was very likely that when they tried, they would be the first lucky ones to enter the spiritual root blessed land.

And at this moment, Jing Mingyin on the side frowned and ordered: "Tiger head, don't keep your hands, use all your strength." ”

The tiger's head, which resembled a humanoid tank, was unambiguous when he heard this, and let out a strange roar similar to the roar of a beast, and the other two thick and powerful arms under his ribs also slammed into the door of wrestling.

Exhaled and spoke, the four arms converged at one point, and the power that burst out in an instant was several times stronger than Fang Cai.

A dull creaking sound slowly came out, and the door of wrestling, which had not been moving for a while, was shaken by this terrifying force, and slowly opened to the sides, and when it opened to a gap of about half a foot or so, it did not move.

From the four arms exposed by the tiger's green tendons and his gritted teeth, it is not difficult to see that this is the limit of his own strongest strength.

"Senior Brother Qin, you are advanced. After Jing Ming was pushed open at the wrestling gate, he immediately rushed to the same door of the reggae clan on his side.

When the reggae clan monk who was called "Senior Brother Qin" heard this, without saying a word, he had already conjured up two afterimages, flashed into the door, and disappeared in a purple light in an instant.

And after he entered, an irresistible force passed out from the door, purple light flashed, the huge body of the tiger head had been bounced out of more than ten zhang away, and the door of wrestling returned to a closed state again.

The tiger head was not injured because of this, but Fang Cai's actions obviously consumed him a lot, and he swallowed a spirit pill that replenished qi and returned to the yuan, and then recovered.

Jing Mingyin led the remaining few fellow disciples to the body of the tiger head, and smiled and said to the monks around him who showed a shocked light: "Fellow Daoists, this is the gate of the ancient forbidden wrestling, which can only be opened with great force. ”

"The above information is given to you for free, if any Taoist friends want to try, just come forward, our people from the Wild Lan Sect will try again in half an hour. ”

As soon as Jing Ming said this, it immediately caused a chill in the hearts of the surrounding monks who did not know the threshold of the ancient forbidden secret door.

But there were also many squads of monks with bright eyes that swept towards the wrestling gate at full speed.

A certain troll monk who claimed to have amazing divine power pressed his palms on the wrestling door at this moment, took a sharp breath and poured all his strength into it and pushed it forward.

"Open it to Lao Tzu!"

But when he heard his roar, he responded with a flash of purple light, and he was directly bounced out of the distance, with a blue nose and swollen face, it was obvious that his strength was far from comparable to the wild power of Fang Cai's tiger head.

"Fellow Daoists, go up together, I don't believe that I can't push this broken door. ”

After the troll monk was ejected, there were ten people at the same time, a total of two monk squads worked together to exert force on the wrestling gate, but before these ten monks could exert their strength, there was a flash of purple light on the door, and the forbidden giant force bounced the ten people around mercilessly.

At this time, Situ Yue, who had not said a word from beginning to end, suddenly spoke: "Friends of the well, have you forgotten to tell everyone that there is still a limit to the door of wrestling, that is, it can only be effective if it is pushed open by the power of one person."

Jing Mingyin on the other end said with a faint smile when he heard this: "I remembered when Situ Daoyou said this, there is really such a limitation." ”

The conversation between the two of them was really listened to by the cultivators present, and the people who were still eager to try it suddenly died down.

The vast majority of people showed disappointment in their eyes, after all, not everyone could have such earth-shattering divine power as the Remnant of the Arms, and at the same time, the cultivators' perception of Jing Mingyin had also begun to decline.

At this moment, the Burning Invincible, who occupied a corner alone, moved.

But seeing that his feet were like the wind rising, and in an instant he was already stepping in front of the wrestling gate, and his arrival had a striking momentum, which made several half-step foundation building monks who were originally stranded in front of the wrestling gate involuntarily retreat a few steps backwards.

"This is the territory of the Northern Regions Flame Demon City, and it is not the turn of the Western Regions Raging Sect to play a prestige here. ”

Burning Invincible was facing the wrestling gate, and said lightly: "If the Reggae monk who just went in meets me, he will die." ”

When the words settled, Burning Invincible had already slapped a palm on the wrestling door, and when the palm was raised, a huge palm print was condensed and pressed.

At the same time, the golden light around the Burning Invincible Body flashed, and the spiritual power fluctuations after the high-grade spirit runes were burned came out.

A monk who was closer felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Pull out the mountain talisman!"

The "Mountain Pulling Talisman" is a high-level spirit rune that can cause monks to exert great power in an instant, which is very rare on the market and is worth millions of high-grade spirit crystals.

Once burned, the monk can be equipped with ten thousand divine powers, as the name suggests, the power can pull out the mountain.

With just one palm, the wrestling door suddenly opened, and the gap after opening was even a little wider than the one pushed open by the tiger's head just now.

And at this moment, a black shadow suddenly burst out from the oblique force, and wanted to rush into the door before the Burning Invincible.

"Ignorance!"

Burning Invincible snorted coldly in his nose, and his unmoved left hand rolled up his sleeve, and a touch of green flame condensation blade slashed out, rushing to the monk who wanted to speculate half a step in front of the door.

The end of the blade fell, and the flames scattered.

The crisp and neat second kill made everyone present feel the "invincible" of burning invincibility.

After that, Burning Invincible didn't dare to stay longer, and the divine power given to him by the "Mountain Pulling Talisman" worth millions of high-grade spirit crystals was only three or two breaths, and he immediately flashed into the door, and was passed into the spiritual root blessed land.