Ping, Zhongzheng without deviation, it is called "even"!

Balance, measuring the subtleties of heaven and earth, is called "balance"!

The way of balance is actually the way to maintain the operation of a world. If the balance is lost, the heaven and earth will naturally collapse and the universe will overturn.

These six paths of Hunyuan Jin are essentially a small world, in which the path of balance naturally exists.

There was a hint of understanding in Yang Lie's eyes, and he sensed that when the six-color warrior was operating his martial arts, the six kinds of strength formed a cycle of their own, maintaining a delicate balance.

"Six Paths of Hunyuan Jin, that's it!"

Yang Lie's eyes suddenly opened, he stepped forward and punched out with a fierce punch. Six rays of strange light flickered vaguely behind him, like a disk.

At this moment, the Liucai Warrior happened to attack with a move.

"Bang!"

The two sides exchanged blows, and there was a brief stalemate for a while. Immediately, an explosive force burst out in all directions in a flat shape, causing the air to make bursts of tearing sounds.

Phew, both of them fell back at the same time!

Yang Lie was directly knocked several tens of feet away and hit the ground so hard that his back felt like it was broken. He hissed softly, and the corner of his mouth twitched in pain: "This method of training disciples in the battle tower is really not something ordinary people can tolerate."

If he hadn't cultivated the Nine Lines Battle Body and had a strong physical body, he would never have been able to persist until now. Even so, all the bones in his body felt like they were broken inch by inch, and he broke out in cold sweat from the pain.

Fortunately, this kind of effort is not in vain, Yang Lie has already touched the threshold of the "Hunyuan artistic conception" contained in this martial arts!

"Come again!"

Yang Lie gritted his teeth, tensed his calves, and shot out like a powerful bow and crossbow, striking out with six rays of Hunyuan Jin in one move.

"Bang!"

The Liucai warrior responded with the same punch, the power slightly higher than that of Yang Lie, which was the most accurate "artistic guidance".

"Kaka!"

After a fist collision, Yang Lie heard a clear sound of shattering coming from his body, as if the heaven and earth were opening, chaos exploded, and a ray of light forcibly tore open the dark curtain.

"It's done!"

Yang Lie's eyes were filled with joy, and there was a dense divine light swirling in his eyes. The six colors of green, gold, yellow, white, blue, and red light were constantly flowing, and they were inseparable from each other——

Hunyuan artistic conception!

The power of artistic conception is growing rapidly, and the internal energy in the body is rapidly transformed, increasing by two points in the blink of an eye!

Yang Lie's Neiyuan was already at the ninth level, which was the same as a strong person at the third level of the Vientiane Realm.

A feeling of weakness came over, and Yang Lie knew that this was the result of excessive mental exertion, so he made a prompt decision and activated a trace of sword intent to superimpose on his fist.

After performing the phantom transformation, Yang Lie punched the six-color warrior in the chest while his body moved.

"Snapped!"

The six-color warrior's body froze, suddenly stopped, and then exploded, scattering into countless light spots and disappearing.

"Well, it should be the fourth floor below."

Looking at the long overpass that appeared in front of him, Yang Lie thought for a moment and sat down cross-legged. He needed time to rest, otherwise it would not be wise to break into the tower in his current state.

The elixirs obtained from the den of the Shark Ape without regrets were thrown into his mouth like eating beans. Although these elixirs were not of very high grade, they were more than enough to restore the exhausted spirit.

At this time, outside the tower.

"A stick of incense has passed and there is still no movement. It seems that it will be difficult for Yang Lie to successfully break through the third floor."

"It's no wonder, he is young and his cultivation is only in the Juyuan realm. He got a high-grade mysterious weapon by chance and defeated Luo Bang Hailongxing. His own strength alone is not enough to fear."

"Well, it's a pity that the young man's mind is too unstable. Does he think that high-grade mysterious weapons can guarantee a safe life? How naive! I heard that the leader of the Luo Gang, 'Luo Zhenxiao', has arrived in person. I'm afraid he will inevitably be beaten.

Very humiliated."

"Luo Zhenxiao was able to fight an elite disciple without losing a thousand moves a year ago. Now he must be even stronger. I'm afraid Yang Lie... Hey! Passed!"

Suddenly, the stele lit up with light, and the line about Yang Lie on the penultimate floor disappeared. On the next floor, a line of eye-catching words appeared:

"Yang Lie, sixth level of Juyuan Realm, passed the third level!"

the third floor?

Many people who were sarcastic just now were shocked. Does this mean that the young man can reach the second level of the Vientiane Realm by relying on his own strength without borrowing any external objects?

"Tsk, tsk, I really don't know what kind of trump card he has that can increase his combat power so much beyond his own cultivation level! However, seeing that he just spent so long on the third level, this fourth level is no matter what

It can’t be passed either.”

…

The fourth floor of the battle tower!

"Um?"

Yang Lie paused in his steps and stared straight ahead, a solemn look slowly emerging.

There is a dense black mist in front of you, and you can faintly see a black figure curled up inside. The figure is very blurry, and you can't see exactly how high it is, but a fierce aura is constantly expanding and contracting, and it seems to reach the sky in human eyes!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a violent roar sounded. The figure suddenly bounced up, and amid the roaring sound, a spiral-shaped sharp aura burst forward.

"Star Control Swordsmanship!"

Yang Lie had been prepared for a long time. Nine points of inner energy flashed above his head, and the light of thirteen stars floated, forming a beam and splitting forward in the sky.

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

It was like a high-speed rotating drill bit hitting the steel plate desperately, and tiny bits of Venus flew away. Circles of concussive fluctuations unfolded crazily, shaking Yang Lie backwards.

"Refund!"

Yang Lie looked cold and stern, and suddenly clenched his right fist, and six colors of light suddenly burst out from his palm, and then condensed together——

Six Paths of Hunyuan Jin!

"Yeah yeah!"

The black figure paused for a moment, then let out bursts of eardrum-piercing whistles, flipped upside down in mid-air, and flew out.

With a scoff, a long mark was plowed on the ground. He just stood still and stared at Yang Lie with a pair of yellow eyes.

"hiss!"

Yang Lie couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, his eyes were filled with shock, and he slowly uttered two words, "Monster clan!?"

The guards condensed from the fourth level are clearly monsters!

Although this person looks the same as a human race, both in appearance and figure. But anyone with a little discernment can immediately tell that this is definitely not a human race!

Especially when Yang Lie faced off against the Bo Tian Clan, he was very familiar with the domineering, ferocious, self-centered, and contemptuous aura of this race.

The aura of the monster in front of me is the same as that of Bei Mingchang, the bald high priest and others!

The battle tower came from the Demon Clan's stronghold. Yang Lie had a guess. Maybe it was originally used by the Demon Clan to train disciples? This also explains why the assessment methods on the previous level are so cruel——

Rumor has it that the survival of the fittest within the Monster Clan is extremely serious, and those who can survive are the ruthless ones. Naturally, their methods of cultivating their offspring have nothing to do with gentleness.

At this time, the demon clan figure stood still. He looked like a young man, seven feet tall, and was wearing a dark armor. His figure was thin, especially his face, which was so thin that his cheekbones were visible.

Behind him, he carried a shield, covering his entire body.

"Buzz!"

The shield-armored demon tribe retracted its sizing eyes, and thick black mist billowed out from around him. Gradually, ferocious roars continued to be heard. It was obvious that the martial arts he was about to perform was no small matter.

"Since we are demons, is it okay to--"

Suddenly, Yang Lie's heart moved, and a look of excitement flashed across his eyes. He suddenly let out a soft drink, flicked the fingers of his hands, and countless bunches of inner yuan stabbed out of the void, drawing mysterious trajectories.

Just like a meteor shower falling in the sky, the trajectory of Nei Yuan spans the entire starry sky, and each trajectory is wrapped up with the incomparable power of the stars.

Suddenly, dozens of tracks merged into one and crashed into the shield-armored monster clan with a rumble!

From a distance, it looked like a meteor falling from the sky, its tail feathers dragging a long flame, burning the air with a burning smell.

Meteor strike!

This move is the meteorite critical strike obtained from the Botian Clan, which itself is a Zhongcheng martial arts. Because it comes from the same source as Yuxing Swordsmanship, Yang Lie has always wanted to integrate the two martial arts.

Unfortunately, he never did it.

Seeing that the guards on this floor turned out to be monsters, Yang Lie immediately thought: I wonder if this battle tower can perfectly simulate the artistic conception of a meteorite critical strike. If it can, it will be of great help to his understanding of this martial arts.

help!

"Bang!"

The shield-armored demon clan was hit by the meteorite, and its body fluctuated like water waves for a moment. Immediately, the meteorite disappeared.

He suddenly stopped, the black mist that had been continuously rising stopped, and even the fierce roar coming from around him disappeared, and a thoughtful look flashed rapidly in his eyes.

Suddenly, the shield-armored monster clan opened its eyes, and its tyrannical aura rose like a tide——

Seven points of inner yuan! Eight points of inner yuan! Nine points of inner yuan! Ten points of inner yuan!
To be continued...