The first waste material of all time

"There is still half a month left, so try to practice the Taixu Free Sword Technique to perfection!"

With a thought, Lu Ren sacrificed Shen Yuan's Mingsha Sword. At the same time, the Nirvana Sword of God-Slaying floated above his head. The sword moved as he pleased and began to wield his sword skills.

The reason why Lu Ren gave the Eighteen Taixu Divine Sword to Jian Shiqi was because he had the Divine Sword of his own destiny.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

in the secret room.

I saw silhouettes one after another, transformed into the secret room, and the abyssal sword energy of the Western Zhou Dynasty was everywhere. Then the silhouettes slowly dissipated and turned into a human figure.

Lu Ren raised the corners of his mouth, held the palm of his hand, put away the Shen Yuan Mingsha Sword, and said: "It's almost time, it's time to go to the Shenting Arena!"

As soon as Lu Ren walked out of the room and came to the lobby of Zuixian Pavilion, he saw Wang Tong and three others walking from outside.

Wang Tong walked towards him and frowned: "Junior brother Lu Ren, you have to think carefully. Do you really want to challenge the Shenting Arena?"

"Ok!"

Lu Ren nodded.

"Since you are determined to challenge, I won't stop you. Let's go, I will take you there!"

After Wang Tong finished speaking, he also sighed.

Lu Ren glanced at Wang Tong and smiled coldly in his heart.

This Wang Tong, I'm afraid, has not had good intentions since the beginning. If he really didn't want him to challenge the Shenting Arena and stopped him a month ago, why bother pretending to dissuade him now.

However, Lu Ren didn't point it out and returned to the sect after completing the challenge in the Shenting Arena.

Afterwards, Lu Ren followed Wang Tong out of Zuixian Pavilion, teleported on the streets of Zhentian City, and finally entered a main hall.

In the main hall, there is a giant teleportation circle, and there are several guards from the city inside.

"Before entering the Holy Arena, you must change into uniform clothes!"

After the guard finished speaking, he took out several sets of black robes. On the chest of the black robes, the word "Shenting" was tattooed.

The Westerner put on a black robe, his whole body was covered by the black robe, hiding his identity, and then passed through the teleportation circle and came to an independent space.

As soon as Lu Ren walked out of the formation, he saw a majestic building in the distance.

The building was similar to a castle, dark and gloomy, exuding the aura of steel, but it was huge, more than hundreds of feet high, covering an area of ​​a thousand acres.

Above the gate of the castle, there is a huge plaque hanging with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it, and the Chinese character "West" is carved on it, which is magnificent.

Divine Arena.

Lu Ren looked at the big word "West" and felt that all the fighting spirit in his body was ignited.

At this time, in this special space of Western Zhou, figures wearing black robes flew in one after another, and then entered the castle.

"Lu Ren, let's go in too!"

Wang Tong stared at the castle gate, smiled, then called Lu Ren and walked towards the castle gate.

Lu Ren nodded slightly and followed Wang Tong into the castle.

The castle is spacious and has ten passages.

The ten passages are all marked, representing the nine arenas and spectator passages respectively.

As time went by, more and more people gathered in the castle, at least thousands of people.

At this time, a golden-robed figure appeared at the top of the castle and said: "There is still one hour before the challenger assessment will officially begin. At this hour, those who want to challenge must first decide which arena to attack. When the time comes, go to whichever channel you want to take the assessment!"

Suddenly, the crowd became noisy.

Wang Tong took out the scroll again and opened it, saying, "Junior brother Lu Ren, which arena do you want to attack?"

Lu Ren shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Wang Tong, what do you think?"

"Junior Brother Lu Ren, bloodline is not your advantage in the first place. If you cannot use your bloodline, even if their divine bodies are powerful, you still have a huge advantage. How about challenging the No. [-] Arena?"

Wang Tong asked tentatively.

"Challenge the second arena?"

Lu Ren was startled, then shook his head.

"You don't want to challenge Arena No. [-]?"

Wang Tong frowned. Could it be that Lu Ren didn't want to earn more time stones?

Lu Ren is someone who even dares to take on hell-level missions. How could he be so cautious?

"Junior Brother Lu Ren, if you challenge Arena No. [-], you can earn an extra Time Stone. With your strength, even if you challenge Arena No. [-], you can win [-]%!"

Wang Tong said.

"But I still don't want to challenge the No. [-] ring, I want to challenge the No. [-] ring!"

Lu Ren said slowly.

"what?"

Wang Tong, Wang Guo and Elder Feng all had expressions of disbelief on their faces, and even thought they heard wrongly.

Almost all of the warriors who can come to the Shenting Arena are physically strong, and they are also desperadoes. Those who bet their lives on the Time Stone have three unique combat powers without using their bloodline.

Over the years, except for Han Taiji, no warrior has dared to cross two realms to challenge the Shenting Arena.

"Junior brother Lu Ren, are you kidding?"

Wang Tong asked with some disbelief.

"Hahaha, of course I'm not joking. By the way, where is the Time Stone?"

Lu Ren laughed.

Wang Tong handed a time stone to Lu Ren and watched Lu Ren enter the No. [-] passage.

"Interesting, interesting. I never expected that this guy would challenge the No. [-] ring!"

Wang Tong touched his chin and said: "I have never heard of anyone who dares to challenge across two realms in the Shenting Arena!"

Some powerful sons of gods have three unique or even unique Western combat powers, relying on their bloodline advantage, but without bloodline advantage, their combat power will naturally be greatly reduced.

"Brother, he is the one who wants to challenge the No. [-] arena. You can't blame us. Let's go, let's go to the auditorium to collect his body!"

Wang Guodao.

...

Lu Ren entered the No. [-] passage. Along the way, many men in black robes exuded the aura of the third level of the God Realm. When they felt the fluctuation of Lu Ren's aura, they were all shocked.

A warrior at the first level of the Heavenly God realm dared to challenge the No. [-] arena.

Lu Ren walked out of the passage and came to a circular arena. The arena was huge, hundreds of feet long.

Everyone came to the ring and waited patiently.

An hour later, ten people gathered on the ring.

At this time, a golden-robed figure flew out and said: "Everyone hands in a time stone and then fights in the ring. The last person standing on the ring is qualified to challenge on the third ring!"

The ten people took out a time stone one after another and stood in the ten areas of the arena. Their eyes shrouded in black robes shone fiercely.

Anyone who dares to challenge the Shenting Arena is not a good person, they are not willing to die, and they are not afraid of death.

Now, only one person among ten people can step into the ring. No one dares to be careless, but no one is afraid.

But no one is confident, claiming that they will be the last to stand in the ring. They are all warriors from the Western Divine Realm. They do not have strong bloodlines and work hard to cultivate their divine bodies just for this day.

"start!"

As the golden-robed figure announced, except for Lu Ren, nine people burst out with the aura of divine bodies and divine power.

Powerful aura fluctuations intertwined throughout the arena, making the entire arena feel depressed.

But the golden-robed figure's eyes fell on Lu Ren, and he said in shock: "A person at the first level of the God Realm dares to challenge the No. [-] arena? This is the second person besides Han Taiji!"