Ruyi Tower, others don't know, how can an elder who is a dignified cultivator not know, when Fang Xingdao took out the Ruyi Tower, Shanzi Chang blurted out in surprise.

Ruyi Tower, a high-level elemental weapon, is only a small level away from the high-ranking venerable weapon, and it also has a special role, that is, trapped people, which can also be called prisoners.

This tower has a total of seven floors, the top layer can be imprisoned into the spiritual realm, whether it is a human or other beasts and plants, as long as it is into the spiritual realm, it can be collected into the top layer of the tower.

The second layer can imprison the Spirit Shape Realm, and so on, the sixth layer can imprison the strong people of the Dao Venerable Realm, and as for the bottom layer, the legend can imprison the Divine Venerable Realm, but I just don't know if it's true, the power of the Divine Venerable Realm is unimaginable.

However, it is definitely possible to imprison the Dao Venerable Realm, which is clearly written in previous history, and it is impossible to be false.

"It's not really a Ruyi Tower, it's preventive, but it also has half the power of the real Ruyi Tower!"

"Not really?" Shan Zichang looked at the Great Elder strangely.

"Of course not, are you doubting the old man's vision?" the Great Elder flicked his sleeves and said angrily.

"Ahh

"The Great Elder is right, it is indeed false, it is estimated that it can trap a living creature under the Dao Change, and it is also a rare low-level elemental weapon!" Feng Hou nodded, affirming the Great Elder's statement.

No matter what the elders of the elders say about the appearance of this wishful tower, and no matter whether this wishful tower is true or not, our eyes will eventually intersect on the playing field.

The light emitted by the Ruyi Tower sensed the breath of the sword man, and as the tower body shook for a while, a portal opened. And from inside the portal again, an incomparably dazzling bright light emanated.

With a whoosh, it shot directly towards Cheng Liang.

For this strange scene, Cheng Liang's heart was alarmed, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he swung three swords at the strong light, and then quickly retreated, so as to be able to avoid this strange strong light.

But in the next scene, Cheng Liang was dumbfounded, Qiangguang was like a puppy you brought with yourself, and he kept following behind and didn't want to let go.

Cheng Liang was anxious in his heart, but the strong light was a maggot attached to the bone, and he couldn't shake it off.

"Admit defeat, as soon as the bright light touches your body, you will be sucked into the Ruyi Tower, this is just a game, you don't have to do that. Fang Xingdao shouted to Cheng Liang, who was busy.

Cheng Liang frowned, thinking about the other party's words, but in this stunned kung fu, the strong light quickly approached, Cheng Liang was shocked, and hurriedly shouted.

"Okay!

As for the match between Zhou Dian and Qiao Yu, it was more direct, and within three seconds of coming on stage, Qiao Yu gritted his teeth and directly admitted defeat.

Zhou Dian is too strong, so far he has not come up with any real skills, not to mention that there is a backhand, such an opponent Qiao Yu has no certainty of victory, and even at the moment when facing Zhou Dian, he can't afford to fight, how can he fight.

If you are fortunate enough to admit defeat directly, you can still get the favor of the other party, if you don't fight, you will lose, and if you fight, you will still lose, so why fight again? It can be said that Qiao Yu made the wisest choice.

At the end of the second round, Si Cheng, Zhou Dian, Fang Xingdao, Feng Yuxiang and Zhao Xinchen with a bye became the winning group, while the remaining six people drew lots again in the losing group to fight in pairs.

There is no doubt that Mingsheng, Ji Chongjun, and Qiao Yu were defeated, and with comprehensive strength, Mingsheng and Ji Chongjun missed the top ten, and of course there was a Liu Fengyuan, because Liu Fengyuan could not participate in the competition, so Mingsheng and Ji Chongjun had to compete for the last place in the top ten. As for Qiao Yu, it is to be determined for the time being.

The three victories were divided into the victory group and the draw again, Si Cheng drew the number one, I don't know who the opponent is this time, but according to the regulations, it will not be their turn until Mingsheng and Ji Chongjun fight to determine the tenth place, so they can be adjusted slightly for the time being.

"Ah, look, they're coming!"

When Si Cheng and the others left the combat area and walked outside, someone shouted outside.

"Senior Brother Zhou, sign for me! You are so strong!"

"Senior Brother Feng is invincible, win the first place!" and many disciples on the other side shouted again and again!

"What? Senior Brother Feng won the first place, what should Senior Brother Fang do? Everyone shouted to me, Senior Brother Fang was the first!"

"It's obviously Senior Brother Zhou who is the strongest! Senior Brother Zhou is definitely the first!"

The huge flow of people surrounded Si Cheng and the others, and just when Si Cheng was slightly relaxed when he heard that he didn't call his name, a disciple stopped in front of him.

"Senior Brother Si, I'm the leader of the sect's news group, what do you think about competing for the top three!"

A woman looked at Si Cheng very seriously, her big eyes full of expectation.

Si Cheng couldn't cry or laugh, and was about to ignore it and turn to leave, when Si Cheng suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Because he saw the woman's expectant eyes, just like on that warm morning.

"Brother, can you teach me to practice?"

"Does Ling'er really want to learn?"

"Well, my brother will coach Ling'er!"

A seven-year-old girl's eyes were full of pleading, and when she came back to reality, she coincided with the woman's eyes, how similar they were.

Si Cheng seemed to hear a childish voice echoing in his ears.

"Brother, teach me how to practice!"

"Brother, teach me how to practice......

"Hey, hey, why don't Senior Brother Si speak!"

Si Cheng was taken aback, instantly retracted his thoughts that had drifted to a distant place, and smiled awkwardly.

"I'll do my best to finish in the top three, and even if I fail, I have no regrets!"

Then he resolutely turned and left.

The woman stayed for a long time, and it was not until half an hour later that she said, "I have no regrets about a good one!"

Walking outside the crowd, Si Cheng looked up into the distance, and his thoughts drifted to infinity for a while.

"Ling'er, next time you come back, my brother will definitely teach you to practice!"

What Si Cheng didn't know was that not far from him, there were two women walking into the distance, if Si Cheng saw it, he must be very excited, because one of them was the Liu Ruyu he wanted to see.

"Senior sister, why don't you look at it, the Si Cheng I met in Tianbaolou last time is also there! and he looks very strong, and he is in the top ten!" asked the woman next to her, puzzled.

Liu Ruyu was silent with a cold face, and the woman next to her didn't ask again, so the two figures gradually disappeared, and finally disappeared completely.

With a deep sigh, Si Cheng returned to the competition venue, because he still had to compete below, no matter what the final result was, just like what he told the woman, I have no regrets!

The competition venue was still very lively, but at this time, the battle between Mingsheng and Ji Chongjun was also coming to an end, because Ji Chongjun also had a dao weapon in his hand, and it was also the big knife he always used, which undoubtedly made him feel like a tiger.

Every time the knife comes down, Mingsheng has to resist it desperately, this is a battle for tenth place, although the ranking is the bottom of the storage zài. But the tenth place is also the top ten, and the top ten is very different from the eleventh place.

There is a high chance that the tenth place will be favored by the elders to become a personal disciple, but the eleventh place is not necessarily the case, and the difference here is sometimes like a chasm.

Rumble!

Ji Chongjun slashed down again, Mingsheng's chest was stuffy, the wolf bèi retreated, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out, but he forcibly swallowed it.

"Ji Chongjun, today I admit defeat, but I don't accept it, if you don't have a Taoist weapon in your hand, how can you be my opponent, I don't accept it!" Ming Sheng roared and shouted at the injustice of losing.

"Hmph, don't forget, we are cultivators, there is nothing to disobey, defeat is defeat, if it is a fight of life and death, you are already a dead man!" Ji Chongjun shouted loudly.

Si Cheng nodded, this is a good thing, the cultivator is talking about a strength, and having a good magic weapon is also a part of strength, sometimes even luck is part of strength, in short, as long as you can win, no matter what method you use, this is your strength.