Stunning beauty

On the fifth floor of the Burning Heart Pagoda, the stormy sea was raging. In order to get out, Yan Xiaoyu no longer suppressed her cultivation, and used all her combat power.

The vast white divine light soared into the sky, and Yan Xiaoyu used the magic of the temple, and the astonishing coercion roared forward.

In front of him, facing the desperate Son of God, Bai Wangyu didn't dare to be careless, and pointed at the sword, also at full strength.

The awe-inspiring righteousness surged, blessed the ancient sword of Taiyi, and the mighty sword pressure appeared unswervingly.

"The oracle of light!"

"The wind of a gentleman!"

Amidst the deep shouting, two amazing forces collided, and suddenly, the wind was like a wave, and the fog on the entire five-story building was shaken away.

Bai Wangyu and Yan Xiaoyu were hit by Yu Jin, the corners of their mouths turned red at the same time, and they took several steps back.

With an instant chance to get away, Yan Xiaoyu glanced across the entire fifth floor, saw the entrance of the next floor, stepped on it, and rushed over quickly.

Seeing this, Bai Wangyu chased after him without hesitation.

On the sixth floor, Yan Xiaoyu skimmed into the mist and quickly disappeared.

Bai Wangyu chased after him, but he couldn't find any trace of the former.

"Running really fast."

Bai Wangyu waved his sword away, and didn't chase after him in a hurry.

After delaying the God of Heaven for so long, it was almost enough.

What's more, just now, Yan Xiaoyu shot with all his strength regardless of the disturbance of her inner demons, so she must have suffered a lot of backlash.

I just don't know where Brother Li has gone.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Bai Wangyu staggered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

It is inevitable that the inner demons will turn back, and just now he made a full-scale attack, which was stronger than the Confucian brother, and he also suffered serious injuries.

"This time, it cost money."

Bai Wangyu smiled wryly, and reached out to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth.

If Brother Li doesn't get the chance to engrave his name in the Heavenly Book like this, he will be at a big loss.

Fight for it!

"I'm exhausted baby, I'm exhausted baby!"

On the No.17th floor, Li Ziye was lying on the stone steps, panting heavily, his clothes and hair were soaked with sweat, and he didn't even want to move a finger.

Isn't it about the demons? There are no bullshit demons. This is better than anyone else's physical strength!

If I had known earlier, would it be good for him to exercise more.

"Why did it stop again?"

Outside the Burning Heart Pagoda, the onlookers raised their heads to look at it, and said anxiously.

Under the seventeenth floor, as the fog less and less, the younger generation of powerhouses are also faster and faster to find the entrance to the next floor, but they are restrained by their inner demons and dare not do their best.

However, even so, the young powerhouses gradually caught up.

Of course, those who can persist until now are almost all the best of the younger generation, and those who are slightly insufficient in strength or willpower have been sent out of the tower.

If Li Ziye hadn't run fast enough to get in front of everyone, he might have been beaten out long ago.

On the No. 17th floor, on the stone steps leading to the No. 18th floor, Li Ziye wanted to climb up, but he couldn't move a single step. His whole body seemed to be suppressed by Mount Tai.

On the top floor of the Burning Heart Pagoda, an old figure sat at the table, drinking tea quietly, but raised one hand, and the invisible force spread, suppressing someone like a mountain of five fingers.

This kid, you can't make it so easy for him to come up.

The mist was useless to him, and the demons were useless to him, too, which was incredible.

Doesn't this kid have anything to fear or regret?

"Did you hit a ghost?"

On the No. 17th floor, Li Ziye struggled a bit, but couldn't move, and couldn't help being stunned.

Why can't I move?

The last floor is coming soon. At the critical moment, you can't lose the chain, otherwise, you will be too sorry for Little Red Riding Hood!

At the bottom of the seventeenth floor, a group of strong men from the younger generation tried their best to catch up, and they were about to catch up.

"This breath!"

Suddenly, the young strong men on the No. 14th floor felt the aura passing by behind them, and their expressions were shocked.

So strong!

It is already the peak of the second realm, and it is not far from the third realm.

In this Burning Heart Pagoda, there are not many people with such cultivation.

"It's the Son of Heaven's Mandate Palace!"

In the gradually dissipating fog, someone saw the figure passing in front of him and said in shock.

"So fast!"

Before he could react, Yan Xiaoyu's figure flew by in the mist and rushed directly to the next floor.

"Come on!"

Seeing this, the strong men of the younger generation immediately followed.

No.15 floor, there are obstacles in front and chasing soldiers behind, Yan Xiaoyu and the young generation of strong people gather, the fog has reached this floor, and there is not much left, everyone looks at each other, and their swords are on the verge of breaking out.

"Work together to stop him!"

On the No.15th floor, the younger generation of powerhouses saw Yan Xiaoyu who was already ignoring her and fully cultivated, and immediately prepared to join forces to stop her.

No one knows if anyone has reached the next level, but they know that if they can't stop the God Son of the Temple of Heaven again, they will have no chance in this test.

"It's up to you!"

Yan Xiaoyu looked at the people blocking the front, looked cold, and said, "Alright, I will eliminate you all, and I will save a lot of trouble."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xiaoyu let out a deep drink, his whole body was blazing with divine light, and the dazzling white brilliance rose up, illuminating the entire fifteenth floor.

"The oracle of light!"

The Heavenly Mandate secret technique reappeared, and its power was extremely majestic. In the fifteenth floor of the Burning Heart Pagoda, all the young strong men who rushed forward were all sent flying by this extremely majestic force, and suffered heavy injuries.

"puff!"

After a move with all her strength, Yan Xiaoyu finally couldn't suppress the backlash of her inner demon, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Outside the Burning Heart Pagoda, the brilliance could be seen flickering, and several figures fell to the ground.

"A few more were eliminated, it seems that there are only four people left in the tower!"

Outside the tower, everyone looked at the top of the Burning Heart Tower with expressions on their faces. Who will win in the end?

The person on the No.17th floor has not moved for a long time.

On the No.15th floor, Bai Wangyu rushed over, and after seeing Yan Xiaoyu who had disappeared at the entrance of the next floor, he immediately chased after him.

On the No.16 floor, the fog is almost very thin, and the entrance to the next floor is faintly visible.

Yan Xiaoyu came, just about to rush to the entrance of the next floor, but saw a figure in a Confucian robe at the end of the mist.

"Confucian disciples?"

Yan Xiaoyu's expression sank, she didn't dare to delay, and continued to rush forward.

From behind, Bai Wangyu caught up and rushed to the next floor at the same speed.

After counting interest, four people gathered on the No.17 floor.

As a result, the scene became a little weird.

"Cultivate Confucianism?"

Seeing the Confucian disciples on the seventeenth floor, Bai Wangyu said in surprise, "You're here too."

"Big Brother."

Wen Xiuru bowed respectfully and addressed him.

"Brother Li, why haven't you gone up yet?"

At this time, Bai Wangyu also noticed Li Ziye lying in front of the entrance of the No.18 floor, and was puzzled.

"Old Bai, you are finally here, save me quickly, I can't move!"

Seeing Little Red Riding Hood arrived, Li Ziye raised his strength and shouted anxiously.

"It turns out that they are all acquaintances."

Yan Xiaoyu glanced at Bai Wangyu and Li Ziye in front of the entrance of the last floor, with a slightly cold expression, and said, "It's just right, I will deal with you together."

"Xiu Confucianism, join hands?"

Bai Wangyu looked at his junior brother at the side and asked.

"also may."

Wen Xiuru nodded, waved his sword, his righteousness surged, and his cultivation was not much inferior to the two of them.

Not far away, on the stone steps, Li Ziye was shocked when he saw this. Isn't this the guy who attacked him on the first floor?

so smart?

"Bai Wangyu, Wenxiu Confucianism, Confucian first disciple and second disciple, very good, let's come together!"

Seeing this, Yan Xiaoyu's expression sank completely, he turned his palms over, and an incomparably blazing divine light surged out.

The white waves are surging and mighty. Facing the two strongest descendants of Confucianism, Yan Xiaoyu dare not hold back even a bit, and his combat power has reached its peak.

According to the eyes, the figures of the three passed by at the same time, and the two swords joined hands to fight against the God Son of the Temple of Heaven.

In an extremely fierce battle, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the strength of the palm is shocking. The three people who are also at the top of the second realm show the most astonishing ability.

Outside the battle, Li Ziye's eyelids twitched as he watched this amazing battle.

Didn't it mean that you will be affected by the inner demons here, and it will be difficult to do your best? What's going on with these three people, they are too fierce!

"The oracle of light!"

With one against two, it's hard to gain the upper hand. Yan Xiaoyu doesn't want to fight for a long time, so the move is a shocking move. The vast divine power is like a wave, covering the battle situation.

"The wind of a gentleman!"

Seeing this, Bai Wangyu and Wenxiuru pointed at their swords at the same time, with a surge of righteousness, the two swords passed by, cutting a sword path in the turbulent waves.

"boom!"

Amidst the earth-shattering collision, blood spurted from the corner of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth, and two swords pierced through his body, bringing out a cascade of dazzling blood.

As strong as the God Son of the Temple of Heaven, with one against two, he eventually fell into a disadvantage.

However, being seriously injured, Yan Xiaoyu's expression did not change at all, he grabbed the arms of the two with both hands, and his eyes were blazing.

"This is?"

Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru felt the sudden sense of crisis, and their expressions changed.

Divine oracle!

How is it possible, isn't the Divine Mandate of God only qualified to practice by great practitioners in the fifth realm?

"Ok?"

Just when Yan Xiaoyu was about to use the Divine Mandate of Heaven, in a temple far away in the Western Regions, a scholar dressed in green stood quietly, looking at the east, with a strange look on his face.

Yan Xiaoyu was forced to such an extent!

who can that be?

"boom!"

At this moment, above the No.17 floor, the wind was like a wave, and the thin mist frantically gathered, and there were faint lightning and thunder.

"God Punishment!"

With a loud shout, Yan Xiaoyu manifested the Divine Mandate of Heaven for the first time, and in an instant, the three of them were in the sky, and thunder descended, galloping and engulfing the three of them.

"Old White!"

Outside the battle situation, when Li Ziye saw this, his face showed a look of rage, he broke free from the restraint in an instant, his figure flew by, and rushed forward.

Chun Jun unsheathed, the sword energy was dazzling, and a bright stream of light was drawn in the Burning Heart Pagoda.

"Flying Immortal Jue, the air general will do it with one sword!"

Furious, the unreserved sword, like a blazing meteor, was as fast as the limit, and in just a blink of an eye, it swept into the three-person battle.

"Uh!"

A sword pierced his body, and blood spurted out. Yan Xiaoyu looked at the long sword protruding from his chest, and coughed out a mouthful of vermilion, with a look of shock on his face.

how come!

In the thunder, the silhouettes of the three people gradually faded away, and their injuries were too serious. In order to save the lives of the three people, Tianshu will send them out of the tower.

"Brother Li, a gentleman can't do it with a sword behind his back!"

Before disappearing, Bai Wangyu looked at Li Ziye behind Yan Xiaoyu, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "However, you did a good job this time!"

On the side, Wen Xiuru also showed a smile on his face, and nodded in greeting.

Big brother is indeed a big brother, and the friends he makes are so different, it seems that he still needs to continue to study.

The next moment, outside the Burning Heart Pagoda, three figures fell from the sky, fell heavily to the ground, and passed out.