The expressionless old man on the platform made everyone retreat one hundred meters away.

The old man represented that mysterious force, so after hearing this, all of them retreated to a place a hundred meters away from the high platform.

When the medicine market was first held, some people who thought they had strong cultivation came to make trouble. Those people even wanted to directly steal the treasures of heaven and earth brought out by the mysterious forces.

However, in the end, all those who took action were killed by that mysterious force. Even if the other party had the support of the top forces behind it, the mysterious force would not give any face at all.

Back then, a top force wanted to find the mysterious force to have an explanation, but the top force that stood up was directly destroyed.

After all, it was not the mysterious force that was wrong from the beginning.

Standing at the end of the crowd, Li Rongxuan told Chen Feng these things with a voice transmission, and in the end she emphasized that she could not kill people in the medicine market.

This is the rule set by the mysterious force. Those who once violated this rule were also killed by the mysterious force.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were all focused on the platform a hundred meters ahead.

For the cultivators in the Soul-Shaping Realm, this distance is nothing at all. They can clearly see the high platform and also clearly hear the old man's voice.

The moment the old man swayed his sleeves, a red light burst out on the ground next to the platform.

Then, a huge red tiger phantom, more than 30 meters tall, appeared in the place where the light burst.

An extremely ancient aura emanated from this red tiger. Even if those people stood a hundred meters away, their hearts did not beat faster, and there was a feeling of depression in their bodies.

The old man standing on the high platform said, "This is the phantom of the ancient red roaring tiger."

"However, there is indeed the blood of the ancient Red Roaring Tiger in this phantom, so it has a certain blood pressure of the ancient Red Roaring Tiger."

"This initial screening is very simple. As long as you step within a hundred meters of the ancient Red Roaring Tiger, the monk will feel the horror of this phantom Red Roaring Tiger."

"If he can walk to a distance of only fifty meters away from the ancient Red Roaring Tiger, then he can participate in the second round of monk battles."

"From now on, I will wait here for three hours, during which all the cultivators in the Soul-Sculpting Realm can come to participate."

"Of course, if your cultivation has not reached the Soul-Shaping Realm, but you think your combat power is stronger than that of the Soul-Shaping Realm cultivators, then you can also try it."

"However, I would like to remind you here that if the cultivators in the Soul-Sculpting Realm come to participate in this preliminary screening, they will not die in the end, but they may no longer be able to move forward on the road of cultivation."

After saying that.

The old man condensed the rules into fonts one by one. He let the fonts float above the platform so that everyone who came here could see them.

"You can start." The old man sat down on the platform casually, looking like he was dozing off with his head down.

Now all the monks present are a hundred meters away from the ancient Red Roaring Tiger, so they did not really feel the horror of the phantom of the Red Roaring Tiger.

This time it is a bit different from the first screening in previous years.

Soon, a cultivator at the fifth level of the Soul Shaping Realm could not hold back anymore, and took the steps under his feet and said, "Get out of the way, I'll try this so-called ancient red roaring tiger."

When he stepped within a range of 100 meters from the ancient Red Roaring Tiger, his face suddenly changed, and his whole body became a little bent.

This cultivator at the fifth level of the Soul-Shaping Realm was desperately pursuing the skills in his body, and his steps were struggling to step out. Those who stood a hundred meters away from the ancient Red Roaring Tiger could not feel what the cultivator was experiencing?

It took a few minutes later.

This man had only walked about three meters. At this moment, he was like a cooked shrimp. His face turned red and his body was even more curved.

Suddenly.

“Ah~”

A scream came from the throat of the fifth level of the Soul-Sculpting Realm. A trace of blood was spilling out from his nose, ears, eyes and mouth.

Then, he flew backwards and fell heavily on the ground in the crowd, falling directly into a coma.

Those present saw that the cultivators at the fifth level of the Soul Shaping Realm could only walk about three meters. They deeply realized the terrifying difficulty of this preliminary screening.

Luo Zhuang's face flashed with excitement. He looked at Li Rongxuan and said, "Miss Li, I'll try it."

While Luo Zhuang took the steps, many cultivators in the Soul-Sculpture Realm moved. This time, most of them were cultivators in the Ninth Level of the Soul-Sculpture Realm acting.

Among them, only Luo Zhuang and another young man with a little temperament, whose cultivation level did not reach the ninth level of the Soul-Shaping Realm.

Luo Zhuang's cultivation is at the seventh level of the Soul-Sculpture Realm, while another young man with a bit of temperament is at the eighth level of the Soul-Sculpture Realm.

However, although Luo Zhuang and the young man had weaker cultivation than others, their steps were taken one after another, completely surpassing those cultivators at the ninth level of the Soul-Shaping Realm.

Among the crowd outside, someone pointed at the young man who was walking with Luo Zhuang and said, "He seems to be Yang Cheng, the son of the Lord of the Star Flow Temple."

"I didn't expect that he came to the Medicine Market, too. I heard that his combat power was extremely powerful. Many old-fashioned cultivators at the ninth level of the Soul-Shaping Realm were all defeated by him."

...

After hearing the discussion in the crowd, Shen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't expect that things would be so coincidental.

Even the son of the Lord of the Star Flow Temple is here.

Li Rongxuan's eyes were on Yang Cheng, and she said to Shen Feng: "Young Master Shen, Yang Cheng's combat power is extremely good. It seems that Luo Zhuang may not be able to help me win the Jiutail Center this time."

Luo Zhuang and Yang Cheng led the way. When they got closer to the ancient Red Roaring Tiger, only forty meters away, their steps slowed down and even began to gradually stop.

Some of the cultivators at the ninth level of the Soul-Sculpture Realm behind walked to a place that was only fifty meters away from the ancient Red Roaring Tiger, which was a preliminary qualification.

Some cultivators in the ninth level of the Soul Shaping Realm, although they can get a distance, they cannot reach the qualification line at all, so they are extremely miserable and bounced away.

This made many cultivators below the ninth level of the Soul Shaping Realm afraid to try it.

After waiting for a while, Shen Feng saw that no one was trying, so he took the steps forward.

Seeing this, Li Rongxuan frowned and said, "Mr. Shen, what are you doing?"

Chen Feng replied casually: "Of course I want to try to get closer to the phantom of the ancient red roaring tiger."

Upon hearing this, Li Rongxuan thought that Chen Feng was too overestimating her abilities. After all, she always thought that Chen Feng had the sixth level of the Soul-Sculpture Realm by urging seedlings to grow.

Without waiting for her to persuade, Chen Feng had already stepped within a range of 100 meters from the ancient Red Roaring Tiger, which made her lose the opportunity to stop her.

Any monks who participate in the screening of the Soul-Sculpting Realm war zone cannot disturb others. This is stipulated by the mysterious force.

Those who have given up this Soul-Shaping Realm war zone, when they saw Chen Feng, a guy at the sixth level of Soul-Shaping Realm, dared to try such a terrifying place.

For a moment, a disdainful sneer flashed on their faces. In their eyes, Chen Feng was another clown who came forward to amuse people.
Chapter completed!