The entire mountain-moving tower has a light black luster like a layer of black water patterns covering the tower body, making it appear eerie and mysterious.
The two elders stopped together, their faces turned pale, and there were big beads of sweat on their foreheads.
"Everyone enters one by one with their identity tokens."
Sect Master Liu's eyes narrowed and he shouted in a deep voice.
The first inner disciple's eyes were excited. He walked up to the Mountain Moving Pagoda with his identity token in hand, and gently pressed the identity token against the tower.
Buzz~~
The water patterns on the surface of the tower flooded for a while, and then the inner disciples were directly sucked in.
Then the second, the third, the fourth...
When Chen Ling entered, the space in front of him turned and he appeared in an extremely spacious room.
The room is arc-shaped with rounded walls and looks very solid.
Chen Ling looked around the room, and suddenly a light flashed in the center of the room.
A slender figure slowly condensed out of the light.
"It's really the same."
Looking at this figure, Chen Ling's pupils shrank.
The other person looked exactly like him, and even the aura on his body was not unfamiliar at all.
This mountain-moving tower is so magical.
Chen Ling's eyes were filled with shock.
Phantom suddenly blinked: "Hello, Chen Ling."
"Phantom has come to the first level of the Mountain-Moving Trial. I am your opponent. Only by defeating me can you advance to the second level."
Chen Ling glanced around and saw that there was no passage.
If you want to reach the second level, you must defeat yourself in front of you.
Fight with yourself?
interesting.
Chen Ling took a deep breath, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"Are you ready?" Phantom said with a faint smile.
"Let's get started."
Chen Ling's eyes were focused and he was waiting with all his strength.
boom!
The phantom's eyes are sharp, the aura and blood elixir are perfect, the familiar aura, the familiar infuriating energy, the familiar power...
Chen Ling narrowed his eyes, spun his steps, and shot out with a violent punch.
The illusion is also a punch.
Bang!
Both of them took three steps back.
"Same power, same speed."
Chen Ling's face looked a little ugly.
continue.
Swish!
The room was immediately covered in afterimages, and the muffled sounds of the rough exchanges filled my ears like thunder.
After a hundred inner disciples entered the Mountain-Mounting Tower, countless warriors outside could see dense light spots emerging from the black light patterns on the surface of the Mountain-Mounting Tower.
Each point of light represents a warrior.
At this moment, one hundred light points are all surrounding the first layer.
"Lao Jiang, how far do you think that boy Chen Ling can get to?" Butler Huang said with a smile.
Jiang Lan stared at the Moving Mountain Tower closely, her eyes flashed, and she said slowly: "At least we can reach the eighth floor."
"The eighth floor, the strongest person in the last trial was only on the sixth floor." Deacon Huang was slightly surprised.
"Haha, how can my disciple be like ordinary people?" Jiang Lan glanced at Butler Huang arrogantly, with disdain on his face.
"Damn it." Butler Huang rolled his eyes angrily.
Ever since Chen Ling showed his terrifying talent and strength, Jiang Lan has been showing off more and more.
"I don't believe it. The illusion of the eighth level is already 50% stronger than itself. If Chen Ling can get through the eighth level, I will give you 500 true spirit pills. If Chen Ling can't get through the eighth level,
, how about you give me five hundred true elixirs?"
Jiang Lan's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and glared at Butler Huang: "What do you mean? I said that I broke through to the eighth floor. You tell me that you broke through to the eighth floor?"
Deacon Huang grinned and said, "Hey, it's just a word difference. Don't you still have confidence in your apprentice?"
Jiang Lan gritted his teeth and hesitated.
"Tsk, tsk, ugh." Deacon Huang beside him shook his head and sighed softly.
Her.
Jiang Lan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's bet."
"Boy, you must get through the eighth floor for me."
"Sect Master, do you think that kid can get through the eighth floor?" The second elder couldn't help but murmured after hearing the bet between Jiang Lan and Lao Huang.
"The eighth floor." Sect Leader Liu couldn't help but take a deep breath, but he said with some hesitation on his face: "The eighth floor is suppressed by fifty percent of one's own strength. Although that kid is a monster, he has overcome it.
The certainty of the eighth level is probably only half and half at best."
"Half and half, it's already very high."
The second elder's eyes flashed, but he suddenly thought of the scene when Chen Ling broke through the blockade of the Earth Pill Perfection expert when he was still in the Chen family.
Maybe, this kid can really surprise them.
"Someone broke through the first floor, so fast."
"With such a fast speed, it must be Senior Brother Chen."
"I don't know which level Senior Brother Chen can reach. I remember that the strongest one in the last session seemed to have reached the sixth level."
"Senior Brother Chen will definitely be able to surpass the previous record."
A point of light suddenly jumped to the second floor, causing a burst of discussion among the crowd.
"Second Elder, see if this kid is Chen Ling." Sect Leader Liu suddenly said.
The second elder looked puzzled. The first person to be so fast must be Chen Ling.
However, he still took out a palm-sized pocket tower, which was like a miniature version of the Mountain Moving Tower.
This is the symbiosis of Moving Mountain Pagoda, which can be used to control and sense the main body of Moving Mountain Pagoda.
After sinking into his mind for a moment, the second elder said in astonishment: "Sect Master, the first one is Lei Shuo."
"Lei Shuo."
Sect Master Liu was also surprised: "It's him. Where is Chen Ling? What is he doing?"
The second elder was silent.
This is indeed unexpected.
Although the stronger the strength, the stronger the illusion, but the first level of the illusion everyone faces is the same combat power as themselves.
At this time, in the Moving Mountain Tower, Chen Ling was still discussing with the illusion.
Yes, it is indeed a competition.
To be more precise, he is trying to figure out everything in the illusion.
However, what disappointed him was that the illusion was exactly the same as him, with exactly the same martial arts, bloodline, and strength.
"Want to defeat the illusion? It's not that simple."
Chen Ling struck up with a palm.
"Blood explosion."
"Blood explosion."
A phantom-like explosion of blood came.
boom!
The two staggered and clashed again.
Chen Ling frowned.
"Wind God Legs."
boom!
Chen Ling rose into the air, creating a violent storm with his legs.
The illusion is also the use of Wind God Legs.
However, at this moment, Chen Ling suddenly withdrew all his true energy. As he fell, his true energy surged again and rushed towards the illusion.
With this change in the lightning and flint, Chen Ling suddenly saw a flash of confusion in the eyes of the illusion.
"it works."
Chen Ling's heart was filled with joy, and he did not care about the repercussions of the forced move, tearing the air with his big hand and directly inserted into the violent leg shadow storm.
"The Eight Wastelands Return to Yuanshou."
Boom!
The leg shadows scattered all over the sky, and the phantom body turned into stars and disappeared in mid-air.
"The first level passed."
Chen Ling slowly fell down and let out a sigh of relief.
He had this illusion, and so did the illusion. The previous long confrontation allowed him to fully understand that the illusion seemed to be fighting at his rhythm.
Hence, his lightning-like changing rhythm just now. (To be continued)