Return of the War God

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The Tower of Trials, the seventh floor.

The huge door of light flickered out, gradually becoming clear, and Ye Wuque's figure stepped out from it!

At this moment, there is no trace of confusion and excitement on his face just now. Some are just like a knife, and there is no expression. Only the depths of a pair of bright eyes flash with tenacity and perseverance from time to time.

After passing through the sixth floor and Kong's words, Ye Wuque seemed to have been baptized again. The fire in his heart did not burn more and more, but slowly condensed into a kind of fire, buried deep in his heart. gestation, precipitation.

When this kind of fire breaks out completely one day, it will instantly radiate a mighty flame that burns the eight wastes!

"This is……"

After Ye Wuque officially entered the seventh floor, brilliant golden rays of light flashed in front of his eyes, and when he looked at it intently, he found that there was a scroll like a picture scroll in the void!

The whole body of this painting is golden, about ten feet in size. It is carved like gold. It is full of an ancient and vicissitudes of life. It seems that it has been stored in the void here for thousands of years.

However, at this time, the picture scroll was not unfolded, but was still rolled into a scroll, as if waiting for someone to open it again.

"A golden picture scroll, what does it mean? Does this seventh floor trial require me to open this picture scroll?"

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, staring at the golden scroll above the void, a little puzzled.

Because this time, the icy, dead voice that would appear on every floor on time had not sounded for a long time, as if the silence had completely disappeared.

There is no guidance, no sound, this seventh floor looks very strange in Ye Wuque's eyes.

Just as Ye Wuque was about to take down the golden scroll above the void, his eyes suddenly narrowed, his eyes turned, and he suddenly looked at one place!

At the end of his gaze, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then walked slowly!

This is an old man with a vicissitudes of life, as if after thousands of years of time, a pair of eyes seems to see the prosperity of the world, read the vicissitudes of life, shining with wisdom, wearing a pale coat, tall, walking like a dragon .

However, the moment Ye Wuque saw this old man, he was startled that all the hairs on his body stood up!

Because he felt that the person walking from the opposite side was not an old man in grey clothes, but an ancient grey tiger full of evil spirits!

Although he didn't say a word, he said a word, but he walked slowly, and behind him was like a battlefield full of slaughter!

"Time has passed, and it's gone in a flash. I didn't expect someone to break into the seventh floor. Boy, you are the second person in the past five hundred years. The old man's name is Sansha, and you are the guardian of the seventh floor of the Tower of Trials. !"

The old man in blue clothes stood still and opened his mouth. Although his voice was old, his voice was full of vigor, and his face was even more red. When those wise eyes saw Ye Wuque, they were like a tiger in the forest seeing its prey, and there was a kind of joy.

It was as if the old man in grey clothes, named Three Kills, had been lonely for too long.

"Three kills..."

Ye Wuque chanted this strange name, but a doubt flashed in his heart, but he immediately folded his fists and bowed.

"Disciple Ye Wuque, I have seen the three kill seniors!"

In any case, the people who can appear in this tower of trials must be the seniors of the holy way of the heavens, and Ye Wuque, as a newcomer who has just entered the holy way of the heavens, should bow to him.

Moreover, Ye Wuque could see that the three-kill old man in front of him was not a living person!

Instead, it exists in the seventh floor of the Tower of Trials in a very special way.

"Haha, it's a polite little doll!"

San Sha laughed, looked at Ye Wuque, and seemed very satisfied with the attitude of this child in front of him.

"Dare to ask the three-kill senior, you just said that the kid is the second to break into the seventh floor in the past five hundred years. Is it possible that before the kid, within a thousand years, someone has opened the fourth floor of the tower of trials. Level up?"

The doubt in Ye Wuque's heart was precisely this.

Just three kills Zeng Yan said that he was the second to break into the seventh floor in the past five hundred years, indicating that there was another person before him who also opened the fourth floor, and at least broke into the seventh floor, maybe all the way to the ninth floor. Floor.

But according to the feeling he got from breaking through the tower along the way, combined with what Sora said at the beginning, this tower of trials should have been sealed for thousands of years, and no one should have broken through during this period.

After hearing Ye Wuque's question, the three-kill old man smiled slightly, but did not answer directly, but said: "As the guardian of the seventh floor, since you can break into the seventh floor, then you are qualified to know this first floor. The trial content of the seventh floor."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuque's expression became positive. Although the three-kill old man didn't answer his question directly, what he said was what he cared about the most.

"Also ask the seniors to give pointers!"

Ye Wuque clasped his fists and looked respectful.

"The fourth floor of the tower of trials is the torture of the soul, the fifth floor is the physical strength test, the sixth floor is the qualification test, and the seventh floor guarded by this old man is the test of comprehension...!"

"A test of comprehension?"

The words of killing the old man three times moved Ye Wuque's heart.

"Cultivator training, aptitude is naturally the top priority, which determines the upper limit of the final achievement a cultivator can achieve in his life. If you can break into the seventh floor, naturally you don't need to say more about your aptitude, so the next thing you have to face is to cultivate another way. An equally crucial condition... comprehension!"

"Whether it is to practice all kinds of unique skills, or to become a battle formation master, a forbidden master, an alchemist, an alchemist, etc., you all need comprehension. If you don't have enough comprehension, what others can learn in one day, you need three days, five days or even more. In ten days, the difference is self-evident."

Ye Wuque nodded while listening to the three-kill old man talking eloquently.

As the three-kill old man said, for a cultivator, comprehension is no less important than aptitude, and it is also the most important cultivation condition.

A cultivator may not have high aptitude, but if he has a strong understanding, he can also go far. There are too many precedents on this point.

"If you want to pass this seventh-floor trial, you must take a punch from this old man!"

"If you can take it, you can pass the seventh floor. If you can't take it, not only will you fail the trial and be ejected from the tower, you will be seriously injured and your mind will be destroyed. Although you won't die, you will not be able to talk to people for at least a month. Hands-on, you need to cultivate quietly."

"Of course, you can also choose not to accept it. It also means that the trial fails, but you don't need to pay the price of mental defeat and serious injury."

"This old man's punch, below the Origin Soul Realm, there are only thirty-seven people who can take it in history, and there is no one below the Power Soul Realm."

The words of killing the old man three times made Ye Wuque's heart tremble!

If you can't take it, not only will the trial fail, but you will be seriously injured, and you will not be able to do it for a month!

Doesn't that mean that once you fail, you won't be eligible to participate in the Human Ranking Challenge after three days!

The three-kill old man seemed to see the awe and hesitation in Ye Wuque's heart, and he stood with his hands behind his back, with a sharp smile in his eyes, pointed at Ye Wuque, and said, "So, this old man, do you want to take it or not? ?"