The fourth floor trial tower.
Xia Ping relied on the power of illusion technique to hide in this abyss battlefield for a full hour. Although there were times when he was discovered on the way, he still escaped without danger.
With a beep, the voice of the trial tower came over: "Pass the fourth-tier trial tower survival trial, and the trialer Wu Wudi passes, and is allowed to go to the fifth-tier trial tower."
"Finally passed."
Xia Ping exhaled deeply. At this moment, the surrounding abyssal world illusion was shattered, like glass, shattered every inch, and he himself appeared in an ordinary dojo in an instant.
I saw that this was an ordinary dojo, empty, surrounded by all kinds of weapons.
"Is this the fifth-tier trial tower? What trials will there be?"
Xia Ping was very curious, each of the first four levels of the trial tower was extremely difficult, and the elements of the test were different.
The first-tier trial tower tests the soul. If the soul is not strong enough, it will be defeated in an instant.
The second-tier trial tower is a test of defense. If the defense force is not enough, it will be pierced by the sword, and there will be no bones.
The third-tier trial tower tests mana, an endless wave of beasts surging in, and every beast is extremely powerful, although it does not exceed the strength of the trialer itself, the problem is that there are too many.
If the mana of the tester is not strong enough, far beyond ordinary people, even if it can last for a period of time, sooner or later, he will be trampled to death by infinite beasts and become fertilizer for the beasts.
The fourth floor of the trial tower is a test of survival. It is not enough to have tyrannical strength. It also requires wisdom and a little luck. Even if the strength is strong and has enchanting aptitude, it cannot survive and grow to a certain height. It is of no use, many peerless evildoers have failed at this level.
But what will be the trial content of the fifth-tier trial tower? !
At this moment, Xia Ping was very curious, looking at the appearance of the surrounding dojo, waiting for the trial to come.
Boom~~
At this moment, a burst of energy fell from the void, and finally quickly condensed into a person.
This man is burly and strong. He is two meters tall. He is an old man with eight pack abs and wearing loose white exercise clothes. The most eye-catching thing is his big white beard, like a beard, like an ancient warrior. Huang Zhong is average.
Standing with his hands on his back, standing still, he exudes an elegant atmosphere, like the sea, unfathomable, and like a fairy from Penglai, high above the world, floating on the earth.
But his eyes were extremely sharp, like a high god, like a big hand crushed down, like a mountain, instantly squeezing a planet, piercing the void, trembling.
This old man with whiskers is one of the best among the strong people Xia Ping has seen. The only one who can compare with him is probably his master Beiming Saint, who is equally unfathomable and unimaginable.
The creatures such as fierce beasts, savage beasts, and abyssal demons were completely incomparable with this old man with whiskers, and they did not exist on the same level at all.
"Old man Panwu saint."
The old man with a beard opened his mouth and said: "It's just not the real Panwu saint, it's just a projection left by the Panwu saint in the trial tower, responsible for the trials of the fifth floor of the trial tower.
As long as you can defeat the old man, you will be able to obtain the treasures of the Panwu saint in the trial tower. Of course, even if you fail now, there will be treasures, but the treasures are not so precious. Of course, the old man will lower his cultivation base to the same realm as you-the Golden Core Realm Consummation, and will not bully the small with big things. Not much nonsense, let the trial begin. "
As soon as the voice fell, the projection of the Panwu saint began to do it. He didn't show any body skills, nor was he jumping, nor was he flying. He just took a step forward, upright, and overwhelming.
A punch blasted out, like a mountain crushed, and the void exploded.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Xia Ping was shocked immediately, his hairs erected, and he immediately saw tens of thousands of solid fists exploded in front of him, emitting an earth-yellow light, rolling over mountains and seas.
This seems to be not a fist, but a large khaki mountain, densely covered with earthen runes, filled with heavy, suppressed, destroyed and other terrifying atmospheres.
The big mountains were bombarded down, blocking all the gaps, and there was no way to escape from the sky and the earth. This was a punch that was upright, heavy, and powerful.
Martial arts supernatural power-the mountains are pressured!
Beiming body protector!
In an instant, Xia Ping used his body protection supernatural powers, centered on his body, and immediately turned into a blue sea, with countless Kunpeng runes wandering, exuding an aura of devouring everything.
With this magical power just now, he easily defeated the endless sword energy of the second-tier trial tower.
But these fists bombarded them completely differently. The bombardment of the mountains seemed to completely fill up the blue sea and razed to the ground in an instant.
Even that fist contained the terrifying will to suppress, seal, destroy, etc., directly penetrating the energy shield, infiltrating his soul, and entering the depths of the Purple Mansion.
This kind of boxing power is terrifying, almost making people unable to breathe, especially the oppression of the spiritual will, the weaker creatures will immediately be chilled, and no longer have the power to fight.
boom!
With just one blow, Xia Ping's entire body was blasted off, flying for tens of kilometers, rubbing the ground horizontally.
Although Beiming's body protection power weakened 90% of his boxing power, he still coughed up blood, suffered trauma to his lungs, and even a slight crack appeared in the bones of his body.
However, with his strong resilience and a few breaths, these injuries disappeared and he returned to his peak state again.
"How can you have such a tyrannical mana?"
Xia Ping was very surprised. He thought that his mana in the Golden Core Realm was far superior to ordinary people, even the descendants of divine beasts, but the mana of this Martial Saint was still no less than his own, which was simply unbelievable.
"Panwu saint was known as an invincible saint in ancient times. His mana is earth-shattering, far surpassing saints of the same rank, and he is infinitely powerful. He claims to have the power of Pangu. Even some of the beasts' mana is not comparable to him. It is said that he has practiced a powerful and mysterious. There are only a handful of creatures that can possess boundless mana and can compare with him."
Cat Xianren introduces some information about Panwu saint.
"Is there such a thing? No wonder the mana in his body is so strong that it is almost overflowing."
Xia Ping could feel that every inch of muscle in the old man with whiskers contained terrifying mana, as if every cell formed a sea of dantian Qi, and the surrounding void seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure of mana, and it was constantly twisting.
Fortunately, this is just a ray of projection. If it were his body, he wouldn't know how terrifying it would be. I am afraid that a little breath would form a cosmic storm and become a disaster.