Profound Dragon Warlord: Advanced Tournament Field

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The flame spar turned into ashes, but Shen Longxuan's cultivation base rose steadily until the last spar was absorbed. Although Shen Longxuan did not break through, it was not much worse.

I believe that it will not take a few days for the cultivation base to be promoted again, so he needs more flame spar.

In the following time, he continued to follow his steps. Although his cultivation level did not break through, he became more and more condensed and exerted more power.

The cultivation of Xuanlong Transformation is still going on. He can now go to the deeper part of the lava to practice, and the golden rune will soon cover his whole body.

Ning Yuan Gong can already condense the spiritual energy within 30,000 feet, and can condense one hundred middle-grade spirit stones every day, and remove the wind and thunder beast eaten. It takes about two months to advance the battle spirit.

The martial art of Feng Lei Dong has already reached the perfect state, and he is not far from the realm of the smallest, and his control of the wind is still strengthening.

The five-element swordsmanship has become more and more proficient, and it has broken through to the realm of great success, and its power is second only to barbaric collision.

This is the strength of Shen Longxuan at this stage. He is confident that he can deal with the nine-layer disciples of the martial arts realm without losing.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when the martial arts field opened again. Shen Longxuan smiled slightly. He is going to challenge a hundred victories today. Although he may not be able to achieve it, he still wants to give it a try.

"Little brother, you look very good now, do you know how many people envy you?"

"Yeah, why take the risk anymore, if you fail, you will have nothing now!"

Ren Laifeng and Gan Dalei are eagerly persuading Shen Longxuan, but it is obvious that there is no effect at all. Several people have already reached the high-level competition field.

Ren Laifeng had no way to say to the deacon elder at the door: "Elder, do you think my junior does not meet the criteria for entry?"

Of course, the deacon elder also heard about Shen Longxuan. This kid went all the way from the low-level competition grounds to the intermediate-level competition grounds, winning a record of 80 games in a row.

Strength has reached the qualification to enter the advanced competition field. He has always thought that realm is the criterion for judging strength. This is the boy who broke this statement.

Obviously there are only four levels of martial arts realm?

The deacon elder ignored the winking Ren Laifeng, and said: "I look forward to you winning a hundred games in a row and becoming a candidate for the owner of the valley."

Shen Longxuan was actually released!

Ren Laifeng's heart is so angry, but the strength of the deacon elders is there, one finger can crush them, and it is helpless and worthy to follow Shen Longxuan into the competition field.

This is the first time for Ren Laifeng in this competition ground, because their strength is only the bottom here, and they are also for nothing.

The setting of the venue is not much different from that of the intermediate competition field, except that there is a huge defensive mask on the battle platform. This mask is colorful and extraordinary.

The level 7 or above of the martial arts realm is already a senior martial artist, and the destructive power they produce is amazing. The battle platform of Baizhang simply can't stop the aftermath of the battle, so this is the setting.

"Little Junior Brother, let's take a look at the strength of these people first, and then decide to challenge after we understand it, how about?" Ren Laifeng persuaded.

"Good!"

At this moment, more than two hundred people have entered the field one after another. Each of these people has a faint aura and unpredictable strength.

When the cultivation base reaches this state, he spends most of his time in retreat, and the contest is just to test his progress.

"Little Junior Brother, although I don’t come here often, I know some people here. Have you seen the man in the blue shirt?"

Following Ren Laifeng's guidance, Shen Longxuan saw a man in a blue shirt sitting in the stands, tall and tall like a sword that rushed into the sky, with an imposing imposing manner.

"He is the Blue Jade Sword, the nine-layer cultivation base of the martial arts realm. It is said that he is about to enter the Purgatory Tower. After success, he can leave Yangu. He is a disciple of Long Miaozong and his status is not low."

Shen Longxuan was convinced that he was the member of the Lanyushan clan that he killed. If he had encountered him before, he might only have a chance to escape, but now, he has infinite fighting will in his eyes.

Ren Laifeng was startled, "Little Junior Brother, don't get excited, we can't afford that guy. The strength of the Lan clan is not much weaker than the three sects.

It is said that there are more than a dozen people at the top of the Martial King realm in their family. The Lan family ancestors have been in seclusion for many years and may have broken through to the Wuzong realm.

This blue jade sword is the best of their generation. He didn't come here to be punished, but to hone his life. He also came with his brother Lan Yushan.

But I heard that it was killed, this blue jade sword is looking for the enemy to kill his brother, threatening to break the enemy into thousands of pieces! "

It is the second time that Shen Longxuan has heard of the Lan family. It is hard to imagine such a behemoth. How did the Three Sects tolerate it growing up?

There must be hidden secrets!

Then let Ren Laifeng continue to say: "There is also the big man with a sky-opening axe on his back. This guy is extremely powerful, although he only has the eighth level of cultivation in the martial arts realm.

However, with the power of the physical body and his cultivation level, he can be undefeated in a battle with the nine layers of the martial arts realm, so he is also considered a master. "

Ren Laifeng seemed to have an interest, and he kept introducing the great characters among the more than two hundred people. Shen Longxuan really wondered how this guy knew?

"Have you seen that dwarf scorpion? Sitting there is like a vegetable pier, very funny, but he is a martial artist in the 9th layer of martial arts, and his defense is almost invincible.

Except for a few people, no one of Yangu's disciples could hurt him. "

"The beautiful woman sitting next to him is his junior sister. The eight-fold cultivation base of this female warrior realm is vicious, vicious, and good at making spiritual things. Every one of them is extremely poisonous.

So people call her the Poison Lady, and few people are willing to fight her. "

"..."

I kept talking for half an hour, and stopped when the air was dry, because the battle had already begun in the field.

Shen Longxuan probably has some understanding of the people on the field. The two people fighting on the battle platform are two people from the seventh level of the martial arts realm.

One person uses a sword in black. Although the sword technique is not very exquisite, it is surprisingly fast, one sword after another, and the sword is endless.

The other person is also wearing a black cloth with a sword, the sword is in a big opening and closing, brave and unparalleled, and a wave of fierce swords screams on the spot.

"Swordsmen will lose within three strokes!" Shen Longxuan asserted.

"Where did the yellow-mouthed kid come from, this man has an endless sword intent, and his aura is like a rainbow. How can he be defeated? Hey, how did you come in, a guy of the fourth level of the martial arts realm?"

A man in white at the seventh level of the martial arts realm next to him asked rhetorically, with disdain in his eyes, then said.

"It's nonsense that a kid from the fourth level of the martial arts realm came to evaluate the contest of the seventh level of the martial arts realm."

Shen Longxuan ignored this person and continued to watch the martial arts competition, but counted: "One, two..."

"Boy, what shall I ask you, what are you counting on there?"

The person asked loudly, but when Shen Longxuan counted to three, there was a scream from the battle platform, causing the man in black with the sword to fly out and fall to the stage.

"What? This...how is this possible, really defeated?" The white-clothed man murmured to himself. When he looked at Shen Longxuan again, his eyes turned from shock to anger.

"Huh, arrogant kid, would you dare to come on stage and fight me?"

This person barked around the three of them like a fly. Shen Longxuan had long been unaccustomed to listening, and was about to promise to teach this person.

This is Gan Dalei who stood up suddenly and said angrily: "You are really weird, you want to be beaten, right, but since you are not worthy of my younger brother, I will be enough!"

There was no one on the battle platform at the moment, and Gan Dalei flew down first, "Screaming kid, dare you come down?"

The man in white glanced at Shen Longxuan and shouted: "Why don't you dare!"