God Level Demon

Level 4 trial tower.

With the power of illusion and true understanding, Xiaping hid a time in the abyss battlefield. Although discovered along the way, there was still a frightening escape.

Drip, the sound of the test tower came: “Through the fourth level of the test tower survival trial, the tester is invincible, allowing access to the fifth level of the test tower. ”

“Finally passed. ”

Xia Ping exhaled deeply, and the abyss world illusion around this moment was broken, like glass, inches broken, and he himself instantly appeared in an ordinary dojo.

It is a common dojo, empty and full of weapons of all kinds.

“Is this the fifth level trial tower? What kind of trials are there? ”

Xiaping is incredibly curious, the first four levels of the trial tower, each layer is incredibly difficult, and the elements of the test are different.

The first level of the trial tower tests the soul. If the soul is not powerful enough, it will be crushed instantly.

The second level of the test tower is a test of defense. If the defense is not strong enough, I'm afraid it will be pierced by a sword gas hole, with no bones.

The third level of the trial tower tested magic, infinite tide of beasts came, and each beast was extremely powerful, although it did not exceed the strength of the tester himself, the problem was that there were too many.

If the power of the tester is not strong enough, far from ordinary people, sooner or later they will be trampled to death by infinite fertilizer beasts.

The fourth level of the trial tower is a test of survival. Strong and transcendent strength alone is not enough. It also requires wisdom, and a little bit of luck. Even if it is strong and has demonic qualities, it cannot survive, cannot grow to a certain height, and is of no use. Many extinct demons fail on this level.

But what will the trial content of the 5th level trial tower be?!

At this moment, Xiaping is curious, looking at the surrounding dojo, waiting for the trial to come.

Boom ~ ~

At this point, an energy falls from the void and finally quickly condenses into one person.

This strong figure, two meters and two, is an old man, eight abs, wearing a loose white exercise suit, most notably his round of white beard, like a beard, as if it were an ancient fierce general Huang Zhong.

He stood with his hands in the same place, but it gave off an elegant smell, as if it were the sea, unpredictable, as if it were a Penglai immortal, high and dusty.

But his eyes were so sharp, like the gods above him, that it seemed like a giant hand was crushing down, like a mountain, instantly crushing a planet, his gaze holes through the void, marvellous.

This old man is one of the stronger than Xiaping has ever seen. The only one who can compare with this is probably only his master, the Northern Pluto, just as unpredictable and unpredictable.

Previously encountered creatures such as beasts, barbarians, abyss demons, and this old man is completely incomparable, not a hierarchy at all.

“The old man is a saint. ”

The old man said, "But not a true saint of Panwu, just a projection left by Panwu saints in the test tower, responsible for the trial of the fifth level of the test tower.

As long as you can defeat the old man, you will get the treasure that Panwu Saints left in the trial tower. Of course, even if you fail now, there will be treasure, but treasure will be less precious. Of course, my husband will fix it down to the same level as you - the Golden Dan land is full, and it will not be bullied. No more bullshit, let's start the trial. ”

As soon as the voice fell, Panwu Saint began to project, he did not show any form of body law, nor jumped, much less flew, just took a step forward, the hall was straight, to pressure people.

One punch, like a mountain crush, exploded in the void.

Knock, knock! Knock, knock!

When Chapington was in shock, the sweat rose and immediately saw tens of thousands of fists in front of him instantly burst into substance, emitting a luminous yellow light, and the mountains crushed down the sea.

It's like it's not a fist, it's a huge, earthy mountain filled with earthy symbols, and it's full of horror, repression, destruction, etc.

A mountain was bombarded down, blocking all voids, and there was no escape from the heavens and the earth. This was a decent, powerful punch.

Wudao Shentong - Mountain Pressure!

Northbound Body Guard!

Between moments, Xiaping operated a protective talisman, centred on his body, immediately turned into a azure sea, and countless peng fuwen wandered, emitting an atmosphere of devouring everything.

With this magic, he easily broke the infinite sword of the Second Trial Tower.

But these fists bombarded down quite differently, and a mountain bombardment seemed to completely fill and flatten this azure sea.

Even that fist contained the horrible will to repress, seal, destroy and so on, penetrating directly through the energy shield, penetrating into his soul and into the depths of the Purple House.

Such punches are frightening and almost impossible to breathe, especially the oppression of the spiritual will. Weaker creatures are immediately cold and powerless to fight.

Boom!

With just one blow, Xiaping's entire body was blown out, flying dozens of kilometres across the floor.

Though he lost 90% of his punch, he still coughed up his blood, traumatized his lungs and had a slight crack in the bone.

However, thanks to his strong resilience, a few breaths disappeared and the wounds returned to their peak.

“How can you have such a powerful power? ”

Xia Ping was very surprised. He thought that his powers in the kingdom of Jindan were far more than ordinary people, even the descendants of the gods and beasts, but the power of this martial arts saint was still no less than that of himself, it was a fantasy.

“In ancient times, Panwu saints called themselves invincible saints. They were amazingly powerful, far superior to their peer saints. They claimed to possess the power of Pangu, and even some gods and beasts could not compare to him. He is said to have practiced a powerful and mysterious technique, to possess infinite powers, and to be able to compare the spirits of his power, are among the finest. ”

Cat Cactus introduces some information about Panwu Saints.

“Something like that? No wonder his powers were so thick that they were almost spilling out. ”

Xiaping can sense that every inch of muscle in the old man has terrible powers, as if each cell formed a Dantian Qi Hai, and the surrounding void seems unable to withstand the pressure of magic, thus constantly distorting.

Fortunately, this is just a projection. If he appeared, he wouldn't know how horrible it would be. I'm afraid if he breathed a little, it would form a cosmic storm and become a disaster.