On the second day, the holy land competition began.
The disciples of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning and the Temple of Darkness gathered in a central square of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning. This square is boundless, the ground is extremely hard, and a tyrannical restraining formation is arranged. Even if a saint wants to destroy the ground here, it will take nine Only with the strength of two tigers can it be done.
And in the center of the square stands a super giant tower, towering up to the sky, straddling the void, exuding unparalleled divine power, filled with endless law information.
This gigantic tower is the Tower of Demon Suppressing Artifacts!
All the disciples of the Holy Land arrived near the Demon Town Pagoda, no matter how they cultivated, they all felt that they were looking up at the mountains, as if they had seen the end of the Tao, and saw a supreme existence.
This giant tower is surrounded by almost complete laws of the universe, as if it is a universe itself, even a slight leak of breath can kill all the people present.
"My God, this is the artifact, and this is the end point that all magic weapons dream of!"
Qingniu and Maoxian who stayed on Xia Ping's body were also roaring and excited, as if they had seen their ultimate idol. The demon-suppressing tower in front of them surpassed the existence that all magic weapon spirits could imagine.
It's as if ordinary people saw the invincible saint. This is the existence standing on the pinnacle of the universe, the real overlord of the universe, invincible in all directions, and the end point of all practitioners.
It is impossible to say that I am not excited, not excited.
"This is the artifact!"
Xia Ping squinted his eyes and looked up to see the Demon Suppressing Tower standing in the distance. Although he could see a little bit indistinctly when he was in the fantasy world, how can he see it so clearly now.
He could clearly perceive that the demon-suppressing tower contained complete laws of the universe, and the chaotic air flow was permeating everywhere, and could communicate with the origin of the universe at all times. It seemed that no matter what power he used, he could not break through the defense of the demon-suppressing tower.
Fighting against the Demon Town 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 has magic weapons that can compare to the Demon Suppressing Tower, the only ones are the Spear of Hell and the Samsara Pen. Unfortunately, their power has been sealed, and now they are completely unable to compete with the power of the Demon Suppressing Tower.
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
At this moment, wormholes opened in the depths of the void, and then tall figures walked out. These people were obviously human saints, densely packed, at least a thousand people appeared.
Among them, a few old men with immortal demeanor appeared, exuding an overwhelming aura, as if they were a world in themselves, fighting against the laws of the universe all the time.
These old men are the cosmic overlords at the level of the ancestors of the human race.
Xia Ping took a look, but found a familiar figure standing next to the ancestors of the human race. Obviously, it was his master Beiming Saint, who also appeared in this place.
This time the Holy Land Competition has attracted the attention of many saints.
Many disciples from the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning and the Temple of Darkness were extremely excited. They had never expected that so many saints would appear in this competition. This was simply their best chance to become famous.
If it can be appreciated by a certain ancestor, I am afraid that it will be a shocking adventure.
"The main content of this holy 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 means such as one-time talismans. You can only use your own magical powers."
At this time, an elder saint said: "If anyone is seriously injured, or if anyone chooses to surrender and admit defeat, you will be sent away from the Demon Town Tower immediately.
Every time a monster is killed, there will be a corresponding level of points according to its strength. There will also be reward points for passing through the demon town tower. The whole town demon tower is covered by the virtual network of the universe, and it is monitored all the time. So you don't need to worry about the score being calculated incorrectly. Okay, enough nonsense, go in and fight hard, the higher the score, the more rewards you will get. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his big hand, and with a bang, the Demon Suppressing Tower shook, and a ray of light descended from the void, covering the entire square and every disciple of the Holy Land.
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
In the next second, all the disciples of the Holy Land, including Xia Ping, were teleported into the world on the first floor of the Demon Town Tower, and all the figures in the square disappeared, and no one made a sound.
And around the square are only these saint elders left.
"Which one do you think will win the Holy Land Competition this time?"
"I think Zhang Ruixuan is very promising. He has an exquisite body with seven apertures, extraordinary comprehension, and the best fighting power. He once fought against a saint in the early stage of immortality. He escaped calmly regardless of the outcome. Apart from the fact that he has no immortal body, His fighting power is no less than that of the saints in the early stages of the Immortal Realm, and he is extremely powerful."
"No, no, in terms of combat power, Che Guangliang from 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 it? 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 actual combat and real life-saving ability, Huang Yong is stronger. He has half an immortal body, and as long as he breathes, he can continuously recover from his injuries.
This time, many demons and ghosts will appear in the Demon Suppressing Tower, and they will attack them together. In terms of life-saving ability, Huang Yong is more likely to pass through the ten-story Demon Suppressing Tower. "
"Indeed, when it comes to the ability to break into towers alone, Huang Yong is really extraordinary."
Many saints talked about it.
"No, you have said so much, but there is still one person missing. That person is Xia Ping, the closed disciple of Fellow Daoist Beiming. This person is quite tyrannical, and his soul power is beyond imagination. He is a born master of illusion."
At this time, a sage elder said: "He just joined the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning before, and with only the cultivation base of the peak of Faxiang, he was able to suppress a group of inner disciples of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning with ease.
Now after a year of subterranean training, he may have been promoted to the Thunder Tribulation Realm, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. I think he has a certain hope of winning the top spot. After all, the power of a master of illusion is no small matter. "
He mentioned Xia Ping's name.
"Is there such a thing? Fellow Daoist Beiming, what do you think?"
Many saints looked at the Beiming saint, and everyone respected this newly promoted invincible saint, and Xia Ping was the other party's closed disciple, so he was even more valued by all saints.
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 of time, but the master who is a saint will live forever, and he is often accompanied by him, so the natural relationship will be unusual.
Patriarch Xiaoyao, Patriarch Kong Kong and other human ancestors all looked at the Beiming Saint, and they were also very interested in the disciple of this Beiming Saint. Xia Ping's name more or less spread to their ears.
"Let's take a look. Although my apprentice is a bit capable, he is still too young. Let's see how many floors he can get to. If he can get to the eighth floor, it will be considered good."
Saint Beiming smiled slightly.