Time passed slowly, but Lu Ming had not appeared yet.
More than ten minutes, half an hour, an hour, until two hours later, Lu Ming still didn't show up.
Some people are already a little anxious.
"Wochao, what's going on? Lu Ming hasn't shown up yet. What are you doing?"
"Did he die inside?"
"No way. If Lu Ming dies inside, the strong men of Tianshen Sect will definitely know about it. Now that the strong men of Tianshen Sect are silent, it means that Lu Ming is not dead yet!"
"Then why does it take so long?"
After so long, even some people who were optimistic about Lu Ming were a little shaken.
Previously, Lu Ming defeated Mr. Lin with a strong victory, which made some people very optimistic about him. They thought that even if Lu Ming could not get the first place, he would probably be in the top three.
But now, many people are shaken.
Some people even speculated that Lu Ming might have used some kind of secret technique to increase his combat power in a short period of time during his battle with Mr. Lin, but it had huge side effects. At this time, most of his combat power was exhausted and he was struggling to hold on.
As time goes by, this view is accepted by more and more people.
Lu Ming didn't know all this. He was still in the void passage, fighting against the attacks from all around.
Now, he is constantly weakening the power of the Prison-Suppressing Heavenly Art, mainly using artistic conception to fight and hone his artistic conception. As time goes by, his understanding of the artistic conception of water is getting stronger and stronger, and the feeling that he is about to break through is getting stronger and stronger.
The stronger.
A few hours passed, and suddenly, the blue light in the five-color artistic conception surrounding Lu Ming suddenly became strong.
The blue light represents the artistic conception of water.
The artistic conception of water has broken through and reached the fourth level of perfection.
Now, there is only one kind of artistic conception of the earth left, which has not reached the fourth level of perfection.
If the artistic conception of the earth also breaks through to the fourth level of perfection, then as long as Lu Ming finds time to continuously swallow and refine the raw stones, Lu Ming's cultivation will be able to continue to break through and reach spiritual perfection.
Of course, it is not that easy to reach the supreme level. You need to transform the artistic conception into the prototype of the field.
The breakthrough in the artistic conception of water has slightly improved Lu Ming's combat power. Although it is not too much, it is still better than nothing.
"That's it!"
Lu Ming showed a smile, pressed his palm, and with the blessing of the five-color artistic conception, the power of the Prison-Suppressing Heavenly Technique surged.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lu Ming's palm was like a prison-suppressing monument, suppressing the heavens.
All around, those figures and the offensive power formed by the formation were defeated one by one.
Lu Ming's speed was getting faster and faster, and he couldn't stop him at all.
In less than three minutes, Lu Ming rushed through the ten-mile journey. There was a platform in front of him, and Lu Ming stepped onto it.
"It was Lu Ming who made it through, he made it through!"
As soon as Lu Ming appeared, there was a commotion all around.
"It took more than two hours to get through, haha!"
Some people sneered and sneered.
Poof! Poof!...
When Lu Ming's figure appeared, the light spots that appeared in the first and second levels collapsed one by one like bubbles.
In the end, only ten people passed this level.
"Um?"
As soon as Lu Ming stepped onto the platform, he glanced around and saw Xie Nianqing, Long Chen, Eden, Bingkong and others.
He and Xie Nianqing looked at each other, the two of them smiled in unison, and then nodded in agreement with Long Chen.
And the eyes of Eden, Bingkong, Jianzhan and others also fell on Lu Ming one by one, some were solemn and some were contemptuous.
In the void, ten people formed a circle, suspended in the air, looking at each other.
At this moment, a light point floated out from the center of the ten people. Slowly, a battle platform condensed and floated in the center of the ten people.
It seems that this round of duel between ten people will begin on this fighting platform.
Suddenly, two of the platforms flew towards the battle platform.
"Eden and Tiehong!"
Everyone's hearts moved, and the two people flying toward the fighting platform were Eden and Tiehong.
After the two people flew to the fighting platform, the platform under their feet automatically dissipated, and the two people automatically landed on the fighting platform, standing opposite each other.
It seems that the duel is random. Which two people fly to the fighting platform will be the duel.
"Eden, let's fight!"
Tiehong's eyes revealed fighting intent, and the muscles and skin all over his body were as colored as divine iron, emitting a cold light.
"bring it on!"
Eden opened his mouth, it was very simple, he held it in the air with one hand, and his true energy condensed into a nine-stringed harp.
"You don't need real spiritual soldiers?"
Tie Hong's eyes turned cold.
"I will use it when I need it!" Eden said, his voice calm, but showing his strong confidence in himself.
"Humph, you are so arrogant, don't regret it!"
Tie Hong snorted coldly, and the muscles all over his body squirmed and swelled, and the metallic luster became even richer.
A pair of gloves appeared in his palms. He stepped hard on the battlefield, and his body turned into a black light and rushed towards Eden.
With one punch, the entire battle platform was shaking violently.
"Keng, Keng..."
The nine-stringed harp in Eden's hand was suspended in front of him. He played the harp with one hand, and the sonorous sound filled the air, like an iron horse and thousands of troops conquering.
The sound of the piano is filled with cold murderous intent.
Tie Hong's expression suddenly changed, he shouted loudly, and punched the air with his fists continuously.
Dang! Dang! Dang!...
Tie Hong bombarded the air, making bursts of sounds of gold and iron intersecting. Sparks shot out from his fists.
Buzz!
Around the battle platform, there is endless energy surging, which is extremely sharp.
Fortunately, there was a layer of light around the battle platform, blocking these attacks.
Whoosh!
Tie Hong was in mid-air, his body shook, and he took a few steps back.
The nine-stringed harp in Eden's hand also buzzed and vibrated, and he slid back one meter.
"So strong!"
Many people were trembling in their hearts.
The brief confrontation allowed them to see the strength of the two.
Tie Hong's cultivation has actually reached the astonishing peak of the eighth level of the Spiritual God. He is stronger than Leng Leng, Ji Hongchen and others, and not weaker than Mr. Lin.
Eden, on the other hand, is even more unfathomable. In the previous fight, many people did not see the depth of Eden at all.
"Come again, the divine iron will break the sky!"
Tiehong roared, and his whole body became completely metal. Like an invincible god of war, he rushed towards Eden and displayed his artistic conception martial arts.
Keng! Keng! Keng!...
The sound of Eden's piano also began to become more rapid, and the scene looked like there were hundreds of millions of strong men fighting, with a murderous aura that was astonishing.
This kind of attack kills people invisible and is absolutely terrifying.
Dang! Dang! Dang!...
Waves of roars echoed continuously in the air, denser than blacksmithing.
In an instant, hundreds of voices rang out.
The roar of iron is like a bell, and the battle becomes more fierce. Sometimes, he completely ignores defense and launches a crazy attack.
His body is a supreme spiritual weapon with unparalleled defense and unparalleled attack power.
"Defeat me!"
There was a ferocious look in Tie Hong's eyes.
He is the most talented person in Shentie Continent. He is confident and will not be weaker than anyone. He will defeat even the most talented person in Shenxu Continent.