Chapter 1681

The fourth floor of the trial tower.

Relying on the power of the true solution of illusion, Xia Ping hid in this abyss battlefield for a full hour. Although he was discovered on the way, he escaped without any danger.

With a beep, the voice of the trial tower came over: "Pass the fourth-floor trial tower survival trial, the trialer Wu Wudi passed, and is allowed to enter the fifth-floor trial tower."

"Finally passed."

Xia Ping took a deep breath. At this moment, the illusion of the surrounding abyss world was shattered, like glass, shattered inch by 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 floor of the trial tower? What kind of trials will there be?"

Xia Ping was extremely curious. Each of the first four floors of the trial tower was extremely difficult, and the elements of the test were also different.

The first floor of the trial tower tests the soul, if the soul power is not strong enough, it will be defeated in an instant.

The second floor of the trial tower is to test the defense. If the defense is not strong enough, it may be pierced by the sword energy and there will be no bones.

The third floor of the trial tower tests mana, and an endless wave of beasts surges in, and each beast is extremely powerful. Although it does not exceed the strength of the tester itself, the problem is that there are too many of them.

If the mana of the tester is not strong enough, far superior to ordinary people, even if he can last for a while, he will be trampled to death by endless beasts sooner or later, and become the fertilizer of beasts.

The fourth floor of the trial tower is a test of survival. Strong strength alone is not enough, wisdom and a little bit of luck are also needed. Even if the strength is very strong and has the aptitude of evildoers, it cannot survive or grow to a certain height. It's also useless, and many peerless evildoers fail at this level.

But what will be the trial content of the trial tower on the fifth floor? !

At this moment, Xia Ping was very curious, looking at the appearance of the surrounding dojos, waiting for the arrival of the trial.

Boom~~

At this moment, a beam of energy descended from the void, and finally quickly condensed into a person.

This man is tall and strong, with a height of 2.2 meters. He is an old man with eight-pack abs. He is wearing a loose white exercise suit. The most eye-catching thing is his big white beard, which looks like a beard, like an ancient warrior. Huang Zhong is average.

He stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the same spot, but exuded a refined aura, like the sea, unfathomable, and like a Penglai fairy, high above, floating in the world.

But his eyes are extremely sharp, like a god high above, as if crushed down by a big hand, like a mountain, it can crush a planet in an instant, and his gaze pierces the void, making people tremble.

This old man with beards is one of the best existences among the strong men that Xia Ping has seen. The only one who can compare with him is probably his master Beiming Saint, who is also unfathomable and unfathomable.

Those beasts, savage beasts, abyssal monsters and other creatures that I encountered before are completely incomparable with this bearded old man, and they are not at the same level at all.

"Old Master Pan Wu Sage."

The bearded old man said: "But it's not the real Panwu Sage, it's just a projection left by Panwu Sage in the trial tower, responsible for the trials on the fifth floor of the trial tower.

As long as you can defeat the old man, you will be able to obtain the treasures left by the Panwu Sage 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 level to the same level as yours—the Golden Core Realm is complete, and he will not bully the small with the big. No more nonsense, let the trial begin. "

As soon as the voice fell, Panwu Shengren began to shoot. He didn't show any body skills, nor did he jump, let alone fly. He just took a step forward, dignified and overwhelming.

With a punch, it was like a mountain crushing and exploding in the void.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Xia Ping was startled immediately, his hairs stood on end, and he immediately saw tens of thousands of solidified fists blasting out in front of him, emitting a khaki-yellow light, crushing mountains and seas.

These seem to be not fists, but earth-yellow mountains, densely covered with earth-type runes, filled with thick, oppressive, destructive and other terrifying auras.

The bombardment of mountains after mountains blocked all the gaps, and there was no way to escape from the sky and the earth. This is a punch that is upright, powerful and overwhelming.

Martial arts supernatural power - the mountains are crushing!

Beiming body protection skill!

In an instant, Xia Ping used his body protection magical powers, and with his body as the center, it immediately turned into a blue sea, with countless Kunpeng runes wandering around, exuding the aura of devouring everything.

With this supernatural power just now, he easily defeated the endless sword energy of the second trial tower.

But the bombardment of these fists was completely different. The bombardment of the mountains seemed to completely fill up the blue sea in an instant and razed it to the ground.

Even that fist contained terrifying will to suppress, seal, destroy, etc., directly penetrated the energy shield, penetrated into his soul, and entered the depths of the Zifu.

This kind of fist strength is terrifying and boundless, it is almost impossible to breathe, especially the oppression of the spiritual will, the weaker creatures will immediately become terrified, and they will no longer have the strength to fight.

boom!

With just one blow, Xia Ping's entire body was blown away, flying for tens of kilometers, and rubbing against the ground.

Although Beiming's body protection skill had weakened 90% of his fist strength, he was still coughing up blood, his lungs were injured, and even the bones of his body were slightly cracked.

However, relying on his strong resilience, these injuries disappeared after a few breaths, and he returned to his peak state again.

"How can you have such tyrannical mana?"

Xia Ping was very surprised. He thought that his mana in the Golden Core Realm was far superior to ordinary people, even if he was a descendant of a divine beast, but the mana of this Pan Wusheng was still no less than his own. It was simply unimaginable.

"Sage Panwu was known as an invincible saint in ancient times. His mana was earth-shattering, far superior to saints of the same level. He was infinitely powerful. He claimed to have the power of Pangu. Even some divine beasts could not match him in mana. It is said that he practiced a tyrannical and mysterious There are only a handful of beings who can possess boundless magic power and can match his strength."

Maoxianren introduced some information about Panwu Sage.

"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 the old man's body contained terrifying mana, as if every cell formed a sea of ​​Qi in his dantian, and the surrounding void seemed unable to bear the pressure of mana, thus constantly twisting.

Fortunately, this is just a ray of projection. If it is his body, I don't know how terrifying it will be. I am afraid that even a little breath will form a cosmic storm and become a disaster.