Zhenxian Tower, 35th floor.

An old man in a gray robe who was as thin as a bamboo pole looked solemn and looked at the Qinglian Immortal on the opposite side.

A passionate sound sounded, and a large area of extremely sharp blue water blades shot out, instantly reaching his face.

The gray-robed old man was not in a hurry, and offered a small black banner the size of a palm, flying around him.

After a terrible ghost cry of "woo" sounded, countless black yin qi surged out, covering the gray-robed old man.

The dense blue water blade sank into the black yin qi, as if it had been punched on the soft cotton, and no sound came out.

The void fluctuated, and a giant blue palm several feet in size suddenly appeared, quickly slapping towards the place where the gray-robed old man was.

A black ghost claw several feet in size suddenly flew out of the yin qi and slapped towards the blue giant palm.

Thundered!

The black ghost claw was smashed, and the blue giant palm slapped into the black yin qi, and the black yin qi suddenly exploded, and the gray-robed old man disappeared.

A large area of black yin qi emerged dozens of zhang away, and after a blur, it suddenly turned into the figure of an old man in a gray robe.

As soon as the gray-robed old man appeared, a blue sound wave swept in, and instantly arrived in front of him.

He smashed his right fist towards the void, and countless yin qi gushed out, turning into a black giant fist several feet in size, and met it.

With a loud bang, the blue sound wave was smashed to pieces, and a powerful wave of qi erupted.

The gray-robed old man couldn't strike a blow, and hurriedly used other magical powers, and for a while, the explosion continued, and the waves of anger rolled.

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On the thirty-sixth floor, with a deafening roar, a charred corpse fell from the sky and smashed to the ground.

Gongsun Martingale flew to the ground with an indifferent expression.

The golden light flashed, and the machine spirit appeared.

"Another idiot, it's really so easy to break through the Zhenxian Tower. ”

The machine spirit sneered and put away the corpse.

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Outside the Zhenxian Pagoda, seeing that the aura on the thirty-sixth floor had dimmed, all the monks had disappointed expressions on their faces.

So far, six interlopers have made it past the thirty-fifth floor? But the three of them died on the thirty-sixth floor? Ye Haitang and Wang Qiuming both broke through the thirty-fifth floor.

Ao Qing's eyes were gloomy, and the demon clan sent a lot of masters? Except for his grandson? The Wufeng clan also sent a master.

There is also a demon clan in the Yudan period, and Ao Qing is full of expectations for him.

He glanced at Li Tianyang and the other Yuanying monks? The eyes of Li Tianyang and the others were focused on the thirty-fifth floor of the Zhenxian Pagoda.

"This time, the difficulty of the Zhenxian Tower is much more difficult than before, and only six interlopers have broken through the thirty-fifth floor? Three trespassers died on the thirty-sixth floor. ”

Huangfu said with a frown? glanced at Wang Changsheng.

The Huangfu family also sent a master this time, but it didn't send the core disciples, the Huangfu family once sent the core disciples, but most of these core disciples died in the Zhenxian Tower? Only a few left the Zhenxian Pagoda alive.

Can you become the core child of the Huangfu family? Which one is not arrogant, they are overconfident, they all want to break through the thirty-sixth floor, throughout the ages, there are a large number of young heroes who have died on the thirty-sixth floor.

Huangfu Rong once entered the Zhenxian Tower? He also tried to break through to the thirty-sixth floor, but he didn't succeed? Cast some kind of secret technique and temporarily have the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage? Teleported by the machine spirit, he didn't get anything.

This time the Zhenxian Pagoda is alive? The best-performing Emperor Fu's child made it past the thirty-fourth floor? Two died on the thirty-fifth floor.

Qinglian Immortal is the biggest obstacle for other trespassers? Although the children of the Huangfu family who broke into the Immortal Pagoda were not core disciples, nor were they comparable to ordinary Jiedan monks, they were not the opponents of the Qinglian Immortals.

So far, as many as fifteen people have died on the thirty-fifth floor, and the number is still increasing.

"Be self-aware, self-confidence is a good thing, blind self-confidence is not a good thing, thinking that you are better than your predecessors, one accidentally lost his life, and died. ”

Wang Changsheng said meaningfully, he said this to Huangfu Rong, and also to Wang Qiuming.

In order to break through the thirty-fifth floor, Wang Qiuming gambled a lot, at the cost of being seriously injured and needing to recuperate for more than ten years.

He wanted to prove himself too much, but fortunately he had multiple third-order puppet beasts around him, otherwise he would have died.

Wang Qiuming lowered his head in shame, in fact, he recalled the process of breaking through, and he was also afraid for a while, but if he had to choose again, he would still choose to break through.

He didn't want to live in the shadow of his grandparents for the rest of his life, he wanted to surpass his grandparents.

Li Tianyang nodded and said: "That's right, you have to be self-aware, but no matter how much we talk to the juniors, they may not listen to us when we enter the Zhenxian Pagoda." ”

In fact, all forces have told their juniors, some people follow the advice of their elders, and some people enter the Zhenxian Pagoda and forget the advice of their elders, most of the latter died in the Zhenxian Tower, and those who leave the Zhenxian Pagoda alive will naturally become the key training objects of the forces to which they belong, and there is no big problem in getting a baby.

Win or lose, but that's it.

"Look, someone has broken through to the thirty-sixth floor, this is the seventh person to break through the thirty-fifth floor, three people died on the thirty-sixth floor, and I don't know if this person can succeed. ”

"I think it's more hanging, for more than 10,000 years, only Gongsun Martingale has broken through the thirty-sixth floor. ”

"That is, throughout the ages, I don't know how many grades Junjie died in Zhenxian Tower, another megalomaniac. ”

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The monks were talking, their eyes fixed on the thirty-sixth floor.

Wang Changsheng looked at the thirty-sixth floor, his eyes showing a bit of curiosity.

For more than 10,000 years, only Gongsun Ying broke through the thirty-sixth floor, which shows that the thirty-sixth floor is not so easy to break through.

On the thirty-sixth floor, the gray-robed old man's face was pale, his left arm was missing, and a three-foot-long black scissors flew around him, making a "woo" ghost cry.

The surface of the black scissors had a lifelike hideous ghost head, emitting amazing fluctuations in yin qi.

Lingbao Demon Scissors, a treasure of a certain demon sect in the Great Qin Dynasty, Zhou Sihong opened a killing ring in the Dayan Dynasty, in addition to devouring other Yuanying monks to restore his cultivation, he mainly collected all kinds of treasures to facilitate his future actions.

If it weren't for the opening of the Zhenxian Pagoda this time, Zhou Sihong would have planned to take these things to open the spatial rift.

It was precisely because of the spiritual treasure in his hand that the gray-robed old man was able to defeat the Qinglian Immortals, but he also paid a heavy price, broke his arm, and suffered a lot of trauma.

The gray-robed old man pinched his magic trick, and the black scissors suddenly made a "woo" ghost cry sound, and in a dazzling black light, it turned into a black grimace more than 100 zhang large, and the surface of the grimace was covered with dense human faces, and these people's faces showed painful colors and let out all kinds of miserable screams.

"Woo!"

The black grimace pounced on Gongsun Ying, and before he could get close, he spewed out a gray silk thread.

Gongsun Martingale controlled the spirit beast to meet it, the red peacock's wings fluttered, and in a burst of piercing eardrums, dense red feathers flew out, and after a blur, they turned into hundreds of red flying swords more than two feet long, hitting the black grimace.

Thundered!

A deafening roar rang out, the flames soared into the sky, and the air waves rolled in.