On the second day, the Holy Land Competition began.
The disciples of the Holy Land of the Beginning and the Temple of Darkness gathered in a central square in the Holy Land of the Beginning. This square is simply boundless. The ground is extremely hard, and the tyrannical forbidden formations are arranged. Even if the saint wants to destroy the land here, it takes nine It can be done only by the power of Niu Erhu.
And in the center of the square stands a super huge tower, standing on top of the earth, lying in the void, exuding incomparable power, and full of endless information of laws.
This huge tower is impressively the Demon Tower of Sacred Tool Town!
All the holy land disciples arrived near the town demon tower, no matter what the cultivation level, they felt that the mountain stood still, as if they saw the end of the Tao, and saw a supreme existence.
This huge tower is filled with almost complete laws of the universe, as if it is a universe in itself, even if it leaks a little breath, it can shake all the people present to death.
"My God, this is the artifact, this is the end of all magic weapons dream!"
The green bull and cat immortals who stayed on Xia Ping were also roaring wildly, excited, as if they had seen their ultimate idol, the demon tower in front of him surpassed all the existence of magic weapons and spirits that could be imagined.
It is as if ordinary people have seen the invincible saint, this is the existence that stands at the pinnacle of the universe, the true cosmic hegemon, invincible vertically and horizontally, the end of all cultivators.
Say not to be excited, not to be excited, that is impossible.
"This is the artifact!"
Xia Ping squinted his eyes and looked up to see the Demon Town Tower standing on the ground in the distance. Although he had vaguely seen a little bit when he was in the illusion before, how could he see it so clearly now.
He could clearly perceive the complete laws of the universe contained in this demon town tower, with chaotic air currents everywhere, and could communicate with the origin of the universe at all times. It seemed that no matter what power he used, he couldn't break the defense of the demon town tower.
Fighting against the town demon tower is like fighting against a universe.
He deeply felt the power of the artifact, no wonder it was the magic weapon of the human race.
If he had magic weapons comparable to the Demon Town Tower, I am afraid that he only had the Spear of Hell and the Reincarnation Pen. Unfortunately, their power was sealed, and now it was completely unable to counter the power of the Demon Town Tower.
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
At this moment, wormholes were opened in the depths of the void, and then a series of stalwart figures came out. These people were sages of the human race, densely packed, at least thousands of people appeared.
Among them, a few elders with celestial spirits and bones appeared, exuding an overwhelming aura, as if they were a world in themselves, and they were always fighting against the laws of the universe.
These elders are truly the cosmic overlords at the level of the ancestors of the human race.
Xia Ping looked around, but found that there was a familiar figure standing next to these human ancestors, obviously his master Beiming saint, and he also appeared in this place.
This time the Holy Land Competition has attracted the attention of many saints.
Many disciples in the Holy Land of the Beginning and the Temple of Darkness were extremely excited. They had no idea that there would be so many saints in the big competition this time. This was simply their best opportunity to become famous.
If it can be appreciated by a certain ancestor, I am afraid it will be a shocking adventure.
"The main content of this Sacred Land Competition is to break into the demon tower. You are not allowed to use any magic weapons, and you are not allowed to use any auxiliary methods such as one-time talisman. You can only use your own magical powers."
At this time, a saint elder opened his mouth and said: "If anyone is seriously injured, or if someone chooses to surrender, you will immediately be teleported out of the town demon tower.
Every time a monster is killed, there will be a corresponding level of score according to its strength. There will also be reward points for passing through a layer of the town demon tower. The entire town demon tower is covered by the virtual network of the universe, and it is monitored all the time and in all directions. So you don’t need to worry about the calculation of the scores incorrectly. Okay, let’s not talk too much nonsense. Go in and fight hard. The higher the score, the more rewards you will get. "
As soon as the voice fell, he waved his big hand, and with a bang, he saw the town demon tower shake, and a beam of light fell from the void, covering the entire square, covering every holy land disciple.
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
In the next second, all the disciples of the Holy Land, including Xia Ping, were immediately teleported into the world on the first floor of the Town Demon Tower. The entire square disappeared, and there was no sound.
And these saints and elders are only left around the square.
"Which one do you think will get the first place in the Holy Land Competition?"
"I think Zhang Ruixuan is very hopeful. He has a seven-orifice exquisite body, extraordinary comprehension, and the best combat power. He has also fought against saints in the early days of immortality, and escaped calmly regardless of victory or defeat. Except that he has no immortal body, His combat power is no less than that of the saints at the beginning of the Immortal Realm, extremely powerful."
"No, no, no, in terms of combat effectiveness, Cha Guangliang in the Dark Palace is stronger. He was born in the Dark Palace and has three thousand space clones. Each clone has 80% of the body's strength. Who can resist this is the real son of space. There is a certain hope of becoming an ancient saint, and even becoming an ancient saint is not impossible."
"Che Guangliang is indeed extraordinary, but when it comes to real combat, Huang Yong is more powerful in terms of real life-saving ability. He has a half-immortal body, and he can continue to recover from his injuries as long as he has a breath.
This time there will be many demons and ghosts in the town demon tower, and they will attack them in groups. As far as life-saving ability is concerned, Huang Yong is more hopeful to pass through the ten-story town demon tower. "
"Indeed, Huang Yong is really extraordinary when it comes to towering ability alone."
Many saints talked about it.
"No, you have said so much, but there is still one person missing. That person is the close disciple of Fellow Beiming Daoist Xia Ping. This person is quite tyrannical, and his soul power is beyond imagination. He is a born illusion master."
At this time, a sage elder opened his mouth and said: "He had just joined the Holy Land of the Beginning. It was only the cultivation base of the peak of the Faxiang, and he could easily suppress a group of inner disciples in the Holy Land of the Beginning.
Now after a year of cultivating, he is probably already promoted to the Thunder Tribulation Realm, and his strength is advancing by leaps and bounds, but I think he has a certain hope to win the top spot, after all, the power of the illusion master is not trivial. "
He mentioned Xia Ping's name.
"There is such a thing? Fellow Daoist Bei Ming, what do you think?"
Many saints looked at the saints of Beiming, and they all respected this newly promoted invincible saint, and Xia Ping was the other's close disciple, so all saints would pay more attention.
In the universe, the relationship between master and disciple is sometimes deeper than the relationship between parents.
After all, in the long years, parents will decay and die because of the relationship between the years, but the master who is a saint will live forever and always be with each other, so the natural relationship will be unusual.
The ancestors of the human race, such as Xiaoyao ancestor and Kongkong ancestor, all looked at the Beiming Saint, and they were also very interested in the disciple of the Beiming Saint, and Xia Ping's name was more or less spread to their ears.
"Let's take a look. Although my apprentice is a little capable, he is still too young. Let's see how many floors he can get. It's not bad if he can get to the eighth floor."
Saint Beiming smiled slightly.