Zhang Zheng had previously explored the palace rules in the phantoms surrounding the main hall. Zhang Zheng never thought that when the Heritage Hall was actually opened, it would be such a shocking sight.

The sky is filled with streams of light, rushing towards the palaces scattered everywhere.

Ji Qingyun's eyes flashed with a smile that was sure to win, and he said: "Let's go."

The five people turned into streams of light and flew towards one of the palaces, with Zhang Zheng following closely behind. In less than half a quarter of an hour, they landed on the stone steps outside the palace.

There is a stone tablet standing in front of the hall, on which are two large ancient Chinese characters carved with knives and axes - Qi Dian.

Next to the stone tablet is an unfolded bamboo slip. On the bamboo slip, the rules for inheriting the inheritance of the Qi Palace are written in the font of today's cultivation world.

"Those who want to inherit the inheritance should arrive at the weapon refining room, extract the weapon recipe, and the weapon refining materials will be provided by the weapon palace. Those whose finished product quality meets the requirements of the weapon palace can inherit it."

"Treasure hunter, there are treasures hidden in the seven towers of the Qi Palace, whoever comes first gets them, and the Qi Palace doesn't care about life or death."

Zhang Zheng and his party were not the only ones in front of the Qi Palace. There were about a dozen teams. Almost all the teams were familiar with the rules. The moment the palace door opened, everyone rushed into the Qi Palace.

Among the seven towers of the Qi Palace, the first tower you enter is called the Wu Qi Pagoda. The space inside the tower is extremely spacious and can accommodate almost ten thousand people at the same time. A total of thirteen teams came here to seize the treasure, and they all gathered here.

The top of the tower is the exit, with small words hanging on the side explaining the rules, "The first tower, no weapons, the treasure hunter is not allowed to wear magic weapons and spiritual treasures, all members compete, and they will exit the competition if they admit defeat. Team members with longer average survival time will be given priority to select treasures."

, and give priority to enter the next tower."

The moment they saw the rules clearly, the thirteen teams quietly distanced themselves from each other. The atmosphere was tense and tense.

Magical weapons are not allowed to be worn. This is undoubtedly a great restriction for monks such as sword cultivators and sword cultivators who specialize in one weapon. In contrast, losing the magical weapon does not have much disadvantage in terms of legal and physical cultivation.

There are nearly two hundred monks present. There are too many uncertain factors in the melee. Serious injuries or even death are inevitable. This is the first tower. If the combat power is lost in this tower, the rules of the next six towers are still unclear. Even if you enter first, it is very likely that you will be killed.

Feeling helpless in the face of the treasure.

Obviously, most of the monks had thought of this and were deadlocked. A male monk in white who looked quite famous took the initiative and said, "I have an idea. Do you think it's feasible?"

"Our thirteen teams have a minimum of six people. If each team sends three people to conduct three rounds of competitions, a ten-mile radius will be designated as the competition venue. If you leave the venue, you will be deemed to have given up. According to the rankings of the three rounds of competitions,

After adding up, the ranking will be carried out. The smaller the ranking number, the earlier the team will enter the next tower. When the final ranking comes out, all teams will admit defeat in order. What do you think?"

After thinking for a moment, the thirteen teams reached a unanimous agreement.

The candidates for the contest were quickly finalized, and Zhang Zheng was not among them. It was said that "she is here to help, and this kind of competition does not bother her." In fact, the real reason was known to both of them, but they were just worried that Zhang Zheng would not use his full strength to cause trouble.

They just missed the opportunity.

However, this was exactly what she wanted. She could win the treasure without having to fight to the death. She was happy and free, and she also took the opportunity to observe their strength.

The candidates for the first round of competition have already been listed, and the male cultivator who made the suggestion is also on the list. Our competitor is Nan Yulin.

As the first battle, almost all of the strongest players from each team will be sent out. They are bound to achieve a great victory in the first leg and get off to a good start.

A group of mages among the monks launched a formation disk. The formation disk rose into the air, and spiritual light poured out from the formation disk, covering a ten-mile radius to form a ring. All contestants stepped into the spiritual light.

There is no need to introduce each other, just give the order, and the contestants in the formation have already begun to show off their skills. The sky is full of magic light, raging fire, golden blades, water arrows, earth thorns, wooden vines... all kinds of five element spells are on the stage, competing for splendor, and the competition is in full swing.

In just a few breaths, two people had already fallen out of the ring surrounded by auras.

In less than half an hour, only three people were left in the aura.

Nan Yulin and the man in white were among the three. Both of them were calm and relaxed, not at all tired. The other one was even more embarrassed, with parts of his clothes burned and blood stains all over his body.

The three people retreated to three sides, and there was a stalemate. Although the embarrassed monk was unwilling to accept it, after looking at the other two people, he said with regret: "I will take the initiative to withdraw from the competition. The two Taoists can compete to their fullest. It is also called

Let’s see the true strength of these two.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had withdrawn from the aura.

The male cultivator in white smiled cheerfully, cupped his hands towards Nan Yulin and said: "Since everyone dislikes us for fishing in troubled waters, I have to use some strength. Go to the Jinguan border and Meng Shushan to ask fellow Taoists for advice."

As soon as these words came out, most of the monks onlookers laughed, and the grudge that arose in their hearts because he could only avoid attacking in the melee also disappeared.

Nan Yulin's expression was indifferent, but he returned the gesture and said sternly: "In the stroke spirit world, Nan Yulin, I would like to ask fellow Taoist Meng for advice."

Zhang Zheng concentrated on the melee, and Nan Yulin mostly protected himself from being attacked. Although it can be seen from his ability to dodge the airtight spell attacks, his strength is not outstanding, but there is no comparison.

It's more intuitive to attack her!

The battle was about to break out, and Meng Shushan took the lead to take action. Several earth walls rose from the ground, standing like dangerous peaks, and the spikes on them were like jagged rocks. They were obviously earth thorns, but the cold light shone all over them.

He was seen moving forward with palms together, and the earth wall rushed towards Nan Yulin, so fast that it was difficult to see the afterimage.

The tall earth wall that towers over the sky blocks the figure of Nan Yulin and also blocks the figure of Meng Shushan.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, raising their hearts nervously.

"boom--"

The earth wall hit the motionless Nan Yulin, stirring up dust all over the sky. In the dust, a figure came through the air. The figure was faster than the earth wall, and no trace of it could be traced under the cover of the dust.

The giant sword of golden light appeared out of thin air, and its power was like a giant jun, tearing through the sky and slashing down with an explosion.

This sword, without the blessing of sword intent, can move forward in an indomitable way. It can cut mountains and cut off water simply by relying on its thick and solid metallic spiritual power.

There were monks outside the formation who were so frightened that their eyes were splitting and their limbs were trembling. It is even more conceivable what kind of terrifying pressure Meng Shushan must have faced when facing this sword.

Zhang Zheng was so nervous that she didn't dare to say a word. She compared herself with herself. With this sword attack, there was a 50% chance that she would not be able to escape intact.

Under the gaze of everyone, Meng Shushan's figure remained as still as a mountain. He looked up at the giant sword that was slashing at him, as if he was frightened by the pressure and found it difficult to move.

The giant sword was only an inch away from Meng Shushan. The golden light surged, and the roaring wind brought by it seemed to tear him apart. Looking closely, he saw thousands of sharp swords flying and piercing in the golden light.

The golden light deceived the body, and everyone saw that Meng Shushan's hair was cut off, and there were blood marks all over his body, making him look like a bloody man.

"Brother!"

Someone outside the array exclaimed.

The next moment, just as someone closed their eyes because they couldn't bear to see the tragic scene, the giant sword finally struck down with a roar, and even the center of the tower was cut into a one-foot deep pit, sending dust flying everywhere.

Someone's legs were weak and fell to the ground. Zhang Zheng stared at Nan Yulin and her surroundings without blinking. He was not dead yet, she was sure.

Nan Yulin also expected it. His usual calm expression suddenly changed drastically, and he suddenly retreated. The golden light turned into a sword and shield around him. His eyes were colder than ever before, and a golden light appeared in his hand. It was a sword that was so pure that it was dazzling just by looking at it.

Although the solid golden sword is small in size, its power is more terrifying than the huge sword just now.

The earthen wall with a big hole in the middle collapsed suddenly, and dust flew up and spread throughout the space.

In the dark yellow sky, there is only one spot of golden light that is as bright as a broken bamboo.
Chapter completed!