At the same time, in the deep sea area of the South China Sea, an unmanned, but still moving keel, was looming among the clouds.
On the front splint, the majestic old man stands with his hands in his hands, quietly looking into the distance.
Wow!
A gust of wind blew through, the dark clouds split, and the bright sun poured over the sea.
In the sky, white clouds suddenly appeared.
Boom!
The sky is soaring with sea water, and the waves of light and shadow between the sea and the sky transform into a nine-story pagoda.
"A mirage?" Behind the majestic old man, the old slave holding a sword suddenly shrank his pupils and said silently.
"Unexpectedly, in my Mo Family Tongtian Island, the trial tower guarded by layers of formations would actually have a mirage?" The old slave holding the sword, inhaled air-conditioning, feeling incredible.
"The heavens and the earth will collapse, the demons will dance in a wild, and all kinds of chaos will naturally appear. It seems that the hundred-year catastrophe of my Mo family is about to come." Caressing the white beard, the majestic old man suddenly sighed.
"My lord, my Mo family has a thousand years of endowment. It is so hard to come up with a South Sea master, Mo Yu, and you have cultivated him for more than 20 years."
The old slave holding a sword asked with some doubts: "Could it be that with the power of Young Master Mo Yu, he can't resolve a hundred years of calamity?"
"Mo Yu may be able to resolve it, maybe not, but the old man does not want to entrust the future of the Mo Family to the ethereal luck,"
Caressing the white beard, the majestic old man said lightly: "If the innocent wants to destroy my Mo family, my life will be up to me!"
Boom!
Hearing this, the old slave holding the sword suddenly changed his expression.
…
Mojia, Tianshuang Island, Snowy Plateau.
At the top of Luolong Mountain, heavy snow flies and the chill is pressing.
A handsome young man in a white robe is standing barefoot on the ice and snow, like a god.
This young man in white robe looked deep and vast, quietly looking into the distance.
In the pupils of the white-robed youth, an island gradually appeared, shrouded in formations, misty and misty.
"That's Seven Star Island." A sweet sound of heaven suddenly resounded through the sky.
As soon as the voice fell, a red dress was like fire, and a graceful young woman appeared beside the white robe youth.
The beautiful woman in the red skirt is extremely beautiful. She should be about 30 years old, but she looks only about 18 years old.
A delicate and elegant face, with a perfect body that is hot and sexy, plus a look that seems to be able to make water.
The existence of the beautiful woman in the red dress can absolutely turn all living beings upside down, and has the amazing charm that makes Zhou Youwang all light a bonfire, just to win the smile of the beauty.
The beautiful woman in red dress and the young man in white robe stood side by side, like a couple of gods and goddesses, the picture is bright and dazzling.
"It is said that on the day when the seven stars join the pearls, there will be a peerless powerhouse. I don't know if I can wait until that day." The white-robed youth stood with his hands in his hands, his tone indifferent like a god.
"My son, you can definitely do it, I'll wait for you." The beautiful woman in the red skirt smiled slightly and smiled.
Wow!
A gust of wind blew, and the figure of the white-robed youth was scattered with snowflakes and disappeared.
In the wind, only the beautiful woman in the red dress was left, and a long sigh was left.
…
The next day, nine o'clock in the morning.
Wow!
On the speedboat, Deng Jiuling stood with his hands in his hands, quietly looking ahead.
Wherever the speedboat went, military fortresses continued to appear.
One after another battleships were erected on top of them, densely packed with turrets.
Soldiers with guns and live ammunition walked back and forth on the battleship, heavily guarded.
Rumble!
In the void, there are constantly helicopters patrolling back and forth.
On the island ahead, a majestic tower appeared in front of Deng Jiuling.
"Brother, this is the trial tower, it is the landmark of Seven Star Island, and the only meaning of Seven Star Island," Mo Fei explained when Deng Jiuling's eyes were kept intently.
"The above ancient spirit gathering array is a guide, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered in a radius of a hundred miles is all poured into the trial tower."
Deng Jiuling's eyes were burning, and he admired and said: "Such a thousand years of power has finally made this tower aura and contain spirituality."
"Brother Deng, this is the first time you have come to the Mo Family. How did you know this?" Mo Ruxue looked shocked.
"Naturally I can see it." Deng Jiuling said with a smile.
Deng Jiuling has a poor life and death, and has a certain understanding of the formation method. With the cooperation of the gods, he can naturally see the clues.
It's just that when Deng Jiuling said the truth, everyone smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously.
This is the secret of the Mo family, if Deng Jiuling can tell at a glance, then this is too ridiculous
"This trial tower actually existed as early as the Tang Dynasty."
Zhu's lips opened slightly, and Mo Wu explained: "More than a hundred years ago, my Mo family entered the Tongtian Island. Initially, I only discovered that Tongtian Island contained the Spirit Gathering Array, and developed this island into the core island of the Mo family."
"But not long after, my Mo family discovered Seven Star Island again, and found that the Spirit Gathering Array here is not inferior to Tongtian Island."
After hearing this, Mo Ruxue was a little curious: "Sister Xiaowu, then why does Qixing Island have no owner, but only a trial tower?"
"Because the aura of Qixing Island's heaven and earth is too violent, enter under the martial arts master, and within a few hours, you will be killed." Mo Wu said solemnly.
"Even if the martial arts master is on the Seven Star Island, it can't stand still for a long time." Mo Fei said solemnly.
Qixingdao flying sand and rocks, misty clouds, very violent aura of heaven and earth, and great temperature difference between day and night.
Under this harsh natural environment, there is a trial tower, which is a very miraculous thing.
However, with the Mohist's understanding of Seven Star Island, he finally understood how precious the trial tower is.
Because of this nine-story pagoda, you can actually manufacture martial arts masters in batches!
"Made in batches?" Deng Jiuling was immediately moved after hearing this.
Every martial arts master is a great figure like a dragon in the clouds, no matter where he goes, he is a great existence with respect and status.
Even if the South China Sea has a strong style of martial arts and there are many martial arts masters, the status of the master is still noble.
But the Mo family's trial tower can actually produce martial arts masters, which is no ordinary horror.
"The environment of Qixing Island is harsh, but the sword's edge is sharpened. The more difficult the environment, the more it can stimulate people's potential and make a breakthrough between life and death." Mo Fei explained.
Although the Qixing Island aura was violent, but within the trial tower area, it was very safe.
There are nine floors in the trial tower. As long as you can pass the first floor, you will enter the realm of the martial arts master in the future 100%.
As long as you can break through the second level, you can step into the fourth-rank grandmaster realm!
As long as you can break through the third level, you can step into the seventh-grade grandmaster realm!
"The reason why Mo Yu asked you to reach the fourth floor in a row is that your cultivation level must reach the realm of the eighth-rank grandmaster." Mo Fei said with a wry smile.
"It turns out that the fourth floor of the trial tower corresponds to the realm of the eighth-grade master." Deng Jiuling suddenly realized.
Obviously, on Tianshuang Island yesterday, Mo Yu looked down on Deng Jiuling at all and thought Deng Jiuling was rubbish.
In fact, apart from Mo Yu, there are no disciples who can step into the seventh-ranked grandmaster within the age of twenty.
Deng Jiuling is only 19 years old this year. If he can really step into the realm of the eighth-grade master, then it would be a bullshit.
Because even Mo Yu, the son of Nanhai, could not pass the fourth floor of the trial tower before he was twenty!
This is Mo Yu's contempt for Deng Jiuling!
In other words, if Deng Jiuling can really pass the fourth layer, it means that Deng Jiuling's potential has surpassed Mo Yu.
Since Deng Jiuling was more talented than Mo Yu, Mo Yu would naturally not deal with Deng Jiuling.
So Mo Yu didn't kill Deng Jiuling yesterday, not because he couldn't kill him, but because he disdained killing.
Mo Yu wanted to use the trial tower to openly kill Deng Jiuling, leaving Mo Wu speechless.
This is Mo Yu's plan!
"If you fail the trial tower, what will be the consequences?" Mo Ruxue said nervously.
"The failure of the first three levels will only cause injury, but not life-threatening, but the fourth level..." Mo Wu said worriedly.
Mo Wu didn't finish her words, but the meaning in her words was very obvious.
"Don't worry, I will definitely pass the fourth floor!" Deng Jiuling laughed, his eyes full of pride.
What Mo Yu couldn't do. If I, Deng Jiuling, did it, how happy would it be
"What shit Nanhai son, I don't believe I'm inferior to you!" Deng Jiuling's eyes were full of confidence.
According to Deng Jiuling's speculation, if nothing else, at Mo Yu's age, he would be stronger than him.
But it's a pity that time doesn't wait for me, Deng Jiuling doesn't have so much time.
When Mo Yu was 19 years old, his cultivation was slightly stronger than Deng Jiuling, and he was a half-step great master.
At the age of twenty, Mo Yu stepped into the realm of a seventh-grade grandmaster and became a grandmaster.
Mo Yu is not only the only martial arts master in the history of the Mo family who broke through to the realm of great success before the age of twenty.
This record is also the martial arts record of the entire Nanhai.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
But at this moment, in Deng Jiuling's heart, he had already made a decision that he must break Mo Yu's record.
…
On the top of the snow-capped mountain, a white robe wins Xue Moyu standing with a sword, quietly staring into the distance.
The trial tower in the distance, under the first ray of sunlight in the morning, bloomed with brilliant golden light, just like a living Buddha.
"The son." A red dress fluttering, the sexy and beautiful woman in a red dress quietly appeared again.
"Hong Fu, you are the wife of the Patriarch, we need to avoid suspicion, you'd better not come to me." Mo Yu said lightly.
"The son is joking, that bad old man is not good at all, so how can you have a son?" The beautiful woman in the red skirt giggled, smiling beautifully, with a natural charm.
"Presumptuous." Mo Yu was furious when he heard the words, and said coldly: "Similar things, don't mention them in the future, otherwise don't blame this young man for cleaning the door."
"Yes, son." The beautiful woman in the red skirt saluted quickly, but a hint of disapproval flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"My son, the wild man from Mo Wu today is about to step into the trial tower, won't you go and see it?" Seeing Mo Yu didn't speak for a long time, the beautiful woman in the red skirt broke the silence.
"Don't look at it, this person is arrogant and vainly trying to compare with this young man. He will only take his own humiliation and will definitely die today." Mo Yu said lightly.
"Yes, even if that kid can stand shoulder to shoulder with Tian, but son, you have the ambition to go against the sky, he is naturally inferior." The beautiful woman in red dress nodded and looked at Mo Yu in admiration.
"I can't help my fate, even if this kid is the sky, this young man can kill him with a single sword." Mo Yu nodded, the tiger's eyes filled with fierce light.
At the same time, Deng Jiuling and a group of testers were already standing under the test tower.