My life of martial arts training

After that, two more people entered the venue in a low-key manner. Wan Haichuan ranked sixth and Yi Ping ranked seventh.

"Amitabha...."

There are bursts of Buddha's sounds, and golden lotuses surge from the ground.

The way Kasyapa appeared was undoubtedly the most eye-catching. He was dressed in pure white cassock and walked barefoot, with golden lotuses emerging from his feet to support his figure.

His image is also very different from ordinary monks, with red lips, white teeth, and eyes like stars.

He took a look around and walked towards Shen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Shen, I would like to express my gratitude to you for dealing with ghosts and Buddhas last time."

"Fellow Kasyapa, you're welcome."

Chen Yuan smiled and replied: "Everyone can find the strange ghosts and kill them."

Kasyapa was surprised. Under the perception of 'Buddha's Heart', he did not feel that Shen Yuan was lying, but that he was sincere.

"What a wonderful person." He thought to himself, and after exchanging a few words, he waited for the Zhenwu Tower to open.

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clang!

A mighty bell resounded throughout the world.

For a moment, the world was quiet.

Everyone looked together and saw two men in brocade robes, one behind the other. The man behind was holding a small golden bell in his hand. The sound of the bell just now obviously came from the other party.

The two fell from the sea of ​​clouds.

The terrifying pressure caused silence within dozens of miles.

Refining God!

"I have met Venerable Wu Yuan."

There are many people who are refining their qi, refining their bodies and performing rituals. No matter whether they are from the imperial court, aristocratic families, or Taoist, Buddhist or demonic forces, they dare not show disrespect here.

Refining God cannot be humiliated.

As the top existence in the world, every god-refiner has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. What's more, Xiang Yuan is not an ordinary god-refiner, he is an extremely famous existence in the world.

The juniors, who were shocked by the pressure, also reacted and saluted one after another.

Xiang Yuan did not respond and sat on the cloud.

Xiang Jun stepped forward and casually put the golden bell in his hand into the void.

"If you haven't entered the Zhenwu Tower within a quarter of an hour, you are not qualified to participate in the battle."

After the words fell, the gate of Zhenwu Tower opened.

The next moment, many Blood Refining Realm warriors rushed forward and climbed the stairs with all their strength.

The first group of people who walked up the steps suddenly bent their backs and felt a great pressure.

After that comes the realm of bone forging and body tempering... The higher the realm, the stronger the pressure you face, but it basically remains at the same standard.

To Shen Yuan's relief, An Hongti and others all passed the stairs and entered the Zhenwu Tower.

Although the five of them came from the barren Qinghan Prefecture, their foundations were solid enough to pass the ladder.

Two hours later.

The screening of the first six realms has ended, and the next step is the body refining realm.

As Xiang Jun controlled the golden bell, the seventh floor of the Zhenwu Tower opened: "Go."

A group of body refining realms flew into it.

On the way in, a sneer came into my ears:

"Boy, hide it, don't let me find you."

Shen Yuan glanced at him, and it was none other than Tianyou Sect's contemporary saint, You Shiwan, who was provoking him.

His eyes were as calm as water, as if he were looking at a dead person.

Wait until everyone has entered the body refining realm.

"Fellow Taoists, let's start drawing lots." Xiang Jun took back the golden bell, put it upside down in the palm of his hand, and said calmly.

There are twenty-five people in the Qi Refining Realm participating in the Zhenwu Battle.

The Qi Refining Realm adopts a one-on-one arena battle. After all, putting so many Qi Refining Realms into the melee may cause considerable damage to the Zhenwu Tower. This is something Zhenwu Sect has to consider.

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"puff!"

A space-distorting arm broke through all the defenses, instantly strangled You Shiwan's neck, and plucked off her beautiful head under her horrified gaze.

"You...you..."

You Shiwan's eyes were full of fear, daring and disbelief, and she barely used the remaining essence to pronounce the last syllable.

Isn’t the other party a Zhiyang warrior? Why are the powers used so different.

Why was the other party's spiritual thoughts so terrifying? She didn't even have time to react.

"I don't know what it means." Shen Yuan's eyes were cold, he took off the storage ring, burned the clothes, and froze the body.

Buzzing....

The Yin Yang Soul Killing Knife greedily sucks in the remaining souls.

The corpses in the body refining realm are also a rich resource, so naturally they cannot be wasted.

After entering the Zhenwu Pagoda, I don't know if it was due to fate. The two happened to be not far apart. Shen Yuan's powerful spiritual sense immediately spotted You Shiwan, but You Shiwan did not notice him.

Then came the all-out assassination. Divine thoughts first shocked the opponent's consciousness, making You Shiwan unable to use her thoughts and teleported away.

The terrifying power of shock broke through the defense, and the whole process was smooth and smooth, without any obstruction, and he easily took off the opponent's head.

"Huh?" Shen Yuan raised his brows, his eyes bursting with golden light, and his gaze penetrated the thick fog and looked at the peeping figure.

The latter's heart suddenly shrank and he left quickly.

Each Zhenwu Battle has a different environment, and the current foggy forest is the most annoying terrain.

This is no ordinary fog. It can not only suppress spiritual thoughts, but also sight and perception.

However, there are ten beams of light rising into the sky that anyone can see.

Those are the beams of light emitted by the top ten tokens. The thicker the tokens, the higher the ranking. As long as you can get the token and hold it until the end, you can get the quota for true meaning infusion.

The first ten tokens will emit light beams, but the next twenty tokens will not, giving the other warriors some opportunities.

Shen Yuan did not go directly to fight for it, but took out the positioning compass. There were two looming light spots on it, which were relatively scattered.

It was the traces of Yan Kuang and Wang Junfen.

However, under the cover of the fog, the positioning compass was weakened a lot, and it could only determine the direction of the two people, but not the exact location.

After determining the direction, we started looking for them.

The space inside the Zhenwu Tower is not small, and there are many ferocious beasts and traps.

Faced with these dangers, Shen Yuan moved forward in a straight line, and all the warriors he encountered during the process were sent out by him.

As for the ferocious beast, he killed it with great momentum.

A few hours later.

The crisp sound of the sword came, accompanied by two angry curses.

Two men with the same appearance broke through the fog and were overjoyed when they saw Shen Yuan: "Fellow Taoist, behind is Chen Ping of Tianjian Villa. Why don't you and I work together to send him out?"

Shen Yuan struck out with a palm, and violent real energy surged out, like a small sun, with blazing heat.

The expressions of the two men changed and they hurriedly defended themselves.

"boom!"

The ring-shaped flame wave exploded, and the surrounding trees uprooted and turned into charcoal in the air. The two of them flew out. Before they could be surprised, a sharp sword energy struck from behind.

Both of them looked unwilling to give up, but in the face of this murderous calamity, if they didn't leave, they would lose their lives here.

Before leaving, he glared at Shen Yuan fiercely.

A white light flashed and the two of them were teleported out.

The sword energy flew for a while and dissipated ten feet in front of Shen Yuan.

An elegant figure appeared, his whole body filled with sharp sword intent. The sword intent was like substance, transformed into several long swords.

The person who came was none other than Chen Jian.

Shen Yuan looked calm and continued to fly forward regardless.

The two are getting closer.

Chen Jian's face was extremely solemn, and the hand holding the sword loosened and tightened, then tightened and loosened.

It wasn't until Shen Yuan completely disappeared that he breathed a sigh of relief, and his back was wet with sweat: "It's really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."

He had a hunch that if he had chosen to take action just now, his chances of winning would be slim.