"Boom!"
In an instant, Ye Xingchen felt that the old man Wu Kong in front of him seemed to have disappeared, and was replaced by a battlefield with yellow sand flying and blood spilling in all directions!
The endless sound of fighting and the clash of swords came fiercely. As far as the eye can see, there are ferocious and crazy faces, covered in blood, but they are moving forward indomitably. Either you die, or I die!
A fierce battle broke out. The soldiers on both sides were holding mortal weapons, and they were all monks. But the iron blood and the fierceness kept attacking Ye Xingchen's mind like a violent storm!
At this moment, Ye Xingchen seemed to feel that he had become one of them. Holding a broken spear stained with blood, he kept exchanging blood with the other soldiers, and exchanged lives for lives, until the day turned to night, the night turned to dawn, and the day turned to day. Appear again!
Suddenly, the confused Ye Xingchen was shocked to see Yimu appearing in front of him!
In the middle of the battle between soldiers from both sides, a man walked across the sky and punched his right fist downwards at the same time. Suddenly, a terrifying wave of power spread out from the man. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers present were affected by this wave. The power fluctuated and everyone looked up!
"Buzz!"
The boundless momentum rose, and a surging fist force spread straight through the ninth heaven. Ye Xingchen's heart was shocked, because the monstrous fist force actually formed an extremely strong wind field, and finally condensed into a An unparalleled storm!
In this storm, Ye Xingchen felt an unruly and boundless fighting spirit and an endless punching spirit that could overwhelm the heroes!
It seemed that at the next moment, under this punch, there was no soldier on the battlefield, only this huge fist that suddenly attacked, continuously enlarging, with boundless cruelty and iron blood!
It seems that as soon as this punch is released, countless living beings will be destroyed!
"storm……"
A sound like thunder exploded in Ye Xingchen's ears, waking him up instantly. What kind of battlefield, soldiers, and broken spears were there in front of him? All these illusions disappeared!
The only thing left is the fist in front of me that is constantly enlarging and carrying endless fist power!
Domineering and domineering!
"Ouch!"
At the critical moment, Ye Xingchen bit the tip of his tongue and looked sharply!
Immediately afterwards, a majestic dragon roar resounded, and he instantly activated the two-pole star. The silver sun behind him was shining, and his combat power was fully activated. His right hand was also clenched into a fist, and the holy energy surged like a tide. A tragic momentum spread out, and Ye Xingchen also punched out!
"Boom! Boom!"
The two fists clashed in the void, and boundless air waves suddenly erupted. Huge power poured out. Ye Xingchen's face suddenly changed, and his body retreated. His right fist instantly became dripping with blood. What's even more terrifying was that from behind the right fist, Ye Xingchen's face suddenly changed. Uploaded is an endless fist force full of extermination and destructive power!
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Xingchen didn't stop until he hit the wall. His face instantly turned pale, and his body was being violently destroyed by the fists of the old man Storm, like thousands of spears piercing his heart. He was extremely uncomfortable, as if he would be killed at any time. Burst open!
With just one punch, Ye Xingchen was seriously injured. If it weren't for his physical strength, he would have been blown up by Old Man Storm!
"What a terrifying storm punch...it's really powerful!"
Spitting out a mouthful of bruised blood, Ye Xingchen stabilized his body, but his eyes became a little confused at this moment. It seemed that his mind was completely occupied by the punch of the old man Storm, and then his eyes closed naturally, and his mind was chaotic and clear. Extremely weird.
Seeing that Ye Xingchen not only received the punch, but also fell into such a state, the old man Wukong immediately showed a smile of appreciation.
After a long time, Ye Xingchen slowly opened his eyes, but there was a hint of depth and heat in them!
"It seems you have realized it!"
When Ye Xingchen opened his eyes, old man Wukong's voice sounded.
The depth and heat in Ye Xingchen's eyes disappeared, and he regained his energy. Although he was seriously injured, his mental state seemed to be particularly good.
At the same time, Ye Xingchen looked at the old man Wukong with a hint of gratitude in his eyes, and then he cupped his fists and bowed deeply!
After receiving this punch, Ye Xingchen understood the true content of the seventh level trial. Being able to successfully receive Old Man Wukong's punch is just one of the criteria. The real purpose is whether the tester can understand the true meaning of Old Man Wukong's stormy punch!
If you can understand something, it means that your understanding is extraordinary and you will have a huge harvest.
Now Ye Xingchen has fully understood it and turned it into his own trick.
Moreover, this punch of the old man Wukong is not some special fighting skill, but a mysterious and profound punching intention that he has learned through thousands of years of study!
The power of this fist intention is endless. As long as you have a deeper understanding of this fist intention, the greater the power you can exert!
It is definitely an extremely rare and advanced technique.
The first six levels were successfully passed, and this seventh level is no exception.
"Hahahaha! You can understand something from my punch. That is your own ability. There is no need to thank me. Now you have also accepted my punch, and you understand that the seventh level trial is also considered That’s done, you can move on to the next level.”
"However, before that, I would like to answer your question first."
Seeing Ye Xingchen bow to him, old man Wukong said with a smile.
Ye Xingchen's eyes suddenly lit up, knowing that Old Man Wukong was going to answer his question about who was the person who had also reached the seventh level before him within 3,500 years.
"call out!"
I saw old man Wukong pointing his finger at the golden scroll in the void!
Immediately, the light emitted from the golden scroll became more intense, almost boiling in the blink of an eye. Under Ye Xingchen's gaze, the scroll slowly unfolded, and finally turned into a golden list!
On this golden list, there are a total of five lines of characters!
Ye Xingchen started to read attentively from the first line and read softly.
"Three thousand four hundred and ninety-eight years ago, Xing Rufeng broke into the seventh level with a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Nether Soul Realm, received a punch from the storm, and understood the realm of Dacheng."
"Three thousand four hundred and ninety-five years ago, Zhao Donglai broke into the seventh level in the middle stage of the Nether Soul Realm, received a punch from the storm, and realized the Dacheng Realm."
"Two thousand three hundred and fifty-one years ago, Sin broke into the seventh level at the late stage of the Nether Soul Realm, received a punch from the storm, and understood the realm of Xiaocheng."
"Two thousand three hundred and twenty-three years ago, Li Shengxiao reached the seventh level in the late stage of Nether Soul Realm, received a punch from the storm, and understood the realm of Xiaocheng."
"Two thousand one hundred and fifty-six years ago, Chu Tianya reached the seventh level in the middle stage of the Nether Soul Realm, received a punch from the storm, and understood the realm of Dacheng."
The few five lines of words were all taken into Ye Xingchen's eyes. He was shocked in his heart, his eyes condensed, and then there was a touch of heat!
"Senior, these five people are all..."
Although he already had a guess in his mind, Ye Xingchen still confirmed it to the old man Wukong.
"The five names listed on this gold list are the contemporary geniuses of the Beidou Dao Ji Sect in the history of the Tower of Trial. Each of them can receive a punch from me, which makes me amazed. So I will list their names. Stay on the seventh floor of the Tower of Trial and arrange them in chronological order so that you, the later disciples, can remember their names."
Old Man Wukong looked at the five names on the gold list from a distance, with a trace of memory flashing in his eyes.
As soon as these words came out, the heat in Ye Xingchen's heart doubled!
But Ye Xingchen's eyes immediately flashed and he focused on the name in the last column on the gold list.
"Chu Tianya... Tianya..."
Reading the name silently again, Ye Xingchen couldn't help but guess that he had a feeling that this Chu Tianya should be the current leader of the Beidou Dao Ji Sect...the Holy Lord of Tianya!
"Shua"
The next moment, the old man Wukong smiled with a smile on his face, pointed with his right hand, and a bright light enveloped Ye Xingchen, and the next moment, the injuries in Ye Xingchen's body were recovering quickly.
This light is comfortable, warm and intoxicating!
"Buzz!"
At the same time, the huge light door appeared again, and Ye Xingchen once again bowed gratefully to the old man.
Then he stepped into the huge light door and entered the eighth floor.
What Ye Xingchen didn't know was that the moment he stepped into the huge light door, the sixth row of characters appeared on the seventh floor of the gold list...
