Jian Lu pointed from afar.
Jianxin and Jiangu's eyes shone with a unique radiance.
The path of death inside the tree trunk was immediately seen by the two of them.
"Lower Real God?"
Even though Jian Lu's target was not clear, Jianxin and Jiangu noticed Luo Zheng immediately.
After all, Luo Zheng's cultivation was the lowest among all the Real Gods.
"Hehe," Jian Lu smiled, "Of course."
Jianxin and Jiangu stared at Luo Zheng for a while.
Luo Zheng's figure was like the wind. Every time a black beetle came close, his fist flashed in front of him, and all the black beetles were easily smashed away like cannonballs.
"This little guy's strength is not bad …" Jianxin praised.
"He's the best among the lower Real Gods, the top disciple of a wealthy family," Jiangu said calmly.
If other clans saw such a Lower True God, they would most likely be greatly astonished.
However, they were the Sword Tribe, the second biggest wealthy family on the floating island. What kind of genius had they not seen before?
Hearing Jian Lu's words, Jian Lu smiled, "The standard of a wealthy family's top disciple? Is there any lower Real God in the Sword Tribe who can fight with him? "
"Mo Ruo Feng, Mo Hui and the rest should not be weaker than him," Jiangu said calmly.
Jianxin observed for a while and shook his head, "Not necessarily. This little guy obviously suppressed his ability. Mo Ruo Feng and the rest might not be his match."
"Hahaha …"
Seeing that it was about time, Jian Lu laughed, "Do you know who he is?"
"Who?" Jianxin was curious as he looked at Jian Lu's mystifying look.
"If I'm not wrong, the corpse of the swordsman servant is still in his hands," Jian Lu said with a hint of sadness on his face.
The position of the seven sword-bearing elders in the Sword Tribe was second only to the sages and quasi-sages in the Sword Tribe. They had a good relationship with each other. The death of one of them was a great loss to the Sword Tribe.
Jianxin and Jiangu thought for a while after hearing what Jian Lu said.
Jiangu reacted the fastest. His eyes flashed and he said, "He's Luo Zheng!"
"That anonymous person in the Arena of Gods!" Kenshin's eyes lit up slightly.
Sword Slaughter smiled. "If you keep watching … the situation is more complicated than you think."
"Complicated?"
Both of them were confused.
Although there was no enmity between the Sword Race and Luo Zheng, the Sword Race had a clear understanding of Luo Zheng due to the death of the Sword Servant. This was a problem that the Sword Race had to investigate.
They knew Luo Zheng's strength was extraordinary, and they also knew that he took out a jade seal from the forbidden area of the Sea of Time.
However, he did not know what Sword Slayer meant by 'complicated'.
Under the gaze of the three Perfect Real Gods of Sword Tribe, Luo Zheng was surrounded again.
After all, Luo Zheng could not fly like other upper true gods.
Even if the black beetles were smashed away, the thick-skinned insects quickly gathered together again.
The infuriated black beetles would not stop until they were dead. Not long after, there was a large group of them and they chased after Luo Zheng.
When the other upper true gods saw this scene, they were afraid that they could not avoid it. They could not understand how Luo Zheng could attract so many black beetles.
"Oh no, that boy is going to be surrounded to death!" Jianxin shouted.
Jiangu frowned slightly. Since the Sword Servant's corpse was still in his hands, he naturally could not watch him die.
However, if he were to die …
Wouldn't the jade seal fall into the hands of the Sword Race?
The Sword Race had always disdained to do such things. However, if Luo Zheng were to die by accident, the situation would be different.
After all, the Sword Race could not ignore a belief treasure.
"He is still not willing to crush the sword token," Jiangu said. He saw that Luo Zheng's body was floating and he still had no intention of giving up.
Jian Lu's face was still relaxed. "You will know if you continue watching!"
Just as he finished his sentence.
Luo Zheng's body started to become erratic.
A strange aura was emitted from his body.
Under the influence of that aura, Luo Zheng's body twisted and he used a strange posture to get out of the group of beetles.
"This is!"
Jianxin and Jiangu's eyes widened slightly.
They clearly felt a different aura from Luo Zheng's body.
Although this aura was only a trace and ordinary true gods could not distinguish it, it was enough for them to see that it was unusual.
"The aura that the boy is emitting … is it a type of True Meaning of Dao?" Jianxin asked uncertainly.
Jian Lu nodded, stroked his beard, and said seriously, "Yes! If I am not wrong, that is the True Meaning of Dao. There are only a few words recorded in the 'Twelve True Meaning Mental Cultivation Method'. According to the method written in it, it is very similar, very similar … "
The 'Twelve True Meaning Mental Cultivation Method' was compiled by an old senior of the Sword Race.
It was a collection of the Sword Race's harvest from the Dao Battles over the years, summarizing the twelve True Meanings of Dao discovered in the Domain of the Gods!
However, since it was an "incomplete record," it was originally not complete. Most of the explanations were just conjectures, but to be able to summarize the twelve True Meanings of Dao was already quite difficult.
"Dao of Dao …" Jianxin murmured. "I wonder how much he has practiced this technique. He actually came to participate in the Dao Battle this time. Will the Dao Battle this time be like what Big Brother said?"
"It's about time." Jian Lu nodded. "It's time for the Dao Battle this time to unveil the curtain."
"Sigh …" Jianxin let out a long sigh. "After so many years, the countless true gods in the Domain of the Gods have long gotten used to this kind of peaceful and stable life. Sometimes, I really hope that this kind of life can continue!"
Jiangu sneered. "Dream on! If we don't think of a way, this ship will sink sooner or later. When that time comes, everyone will be finished! "
"I'm just unwilling. If the Saint Mountain descends the next time, I still have a chance to be canonized as a saint!" Jianxin's face revealed endless regret.
"With so many secondary saints eyeing us covetously, even if the Saint Mountain really descends, I'm afraid you won't have a chance," Jiangu sneered.
"Am I really afraid of those secondary saints …" Jianxin said, unconvinced.
As they bickered, their gazes were still fixed on Luo Zheng.
In such a short time, Luo Zheng had already walked a great distance in the Death Trap. He had already passed the second stage and entered the third stage.
In the first stage, about ten percent of the true gods crushed their sword tokens and chose to give up.
In the second stage, the number of true gods who gave up increased to half. Among them, about three to four hundred upper true gods died in the Death Trap and became food for those black beetles …
The Death Trap was divided into a total of five stages.
In the first four stages, ninety percent of the true gods would be eliminated.
As for those who could truly pass the fifth stage, there were usually only three to five people.
The three paragons were still discussing what to do if Luo Zheng did not pass the selection …
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