Five of the six Da Luo Jin Immortals in the first echelon survived, and there were still seventeen Da Luo Jin Immortals in the second echelon who were climbing upward, and there was confusion in their eyes from time to time, as if they were fascinated by illusion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Xiang Tian secretly thought to himself: "On the twelfth floor of the high platform I occupy, the Blood Lotus Seat is unique, and it is also the most central inheritance of the Dusk Emperor. There are four seats on the 11th floor, all of which are currently vacant. As for the tenth floor, there are a total of twelve seats. ”

"When I went up before, there were two Jinshi clan powerhouses occupying two seats, and there were ten seats left. Now there are five more people coming up, and there are only five empty seats left, plus there are four empty seats on the eleventh floor, and the next seventeen Great Luo Golden Immortals, I am afraid that eight more people will die in order to truly reach the final conditions for opening the inheritance of the Dusk Emperor. ”

"No-!" Just as Xiang Tian was thinking, a Great Luo Golden Immortal did not withstand the tempering of the phantom array, and his face revealed a look of indescribable horror.

However, the frightened look of that Da Luo Golden Immortal didn't last long, and he fell to the ground below, and his entire body exploded.

"Hill!" At the same time, the strong female who was climbing couldn't help but cry out when she saw her companion die. But just when his heart was grieving, he was invaded by the phantom array, stepped into the footsteps of the Da Luo Jin Immortal powerhouse, and died.

"Do you still have to die?" In a few breaths, two powerhouses of the Great Luo Golden Immortal level fell, and Xiang Tian couldn't help but be a little stunned. At the same time, an inexplicable anger rose in his heart.

The inheritance of the Dusk Emperor is to find the right person for him, although he can do so to make waves and find people who are really capable of getting his inheritance. But in doing so, he also caused a lot of killing.

It can be said that seventy percent of the Daluo Golden Immortal masters who entered the Blood Demon Emperor Mausoleum were directly or indirectly related to the Central Imperial Mausoleum.

If it weren't for the Spirit Deer Jiaolong who gave up his body and nourished those Great Luo Jin Immortal level blood demons, then these powerhouses would not have lost from more than 10,000 people to more than 3,000 people; if there were no dangers on all sides of the central imperial tomb, the remaining 3,000 people would not have directly lost half of them; if there was no twelve-story platform, among the remaining 1,600 people, it would be impossible for only more than 700 people to survive.

Why? Why does Emperor Dusk manipulate the life and death of others according to his own inheritance! Even if those people fail to reach the top, it is a big deal to deprive them of their qualifications, why should they be wiped out? Could this be the way the Blood Demon clan survives?

The world needs rulers, but also the mediocre and the low-level workers. The three are inseparable, and no link can be lost. But Emperor Dusk's approach is obviously too extreme.

There are only 700 seats, and if you don't get it, you have to die!

Isn't it the inheritance of an immortal emperor? What's so remarkable! There are hundreds of complete imperial tombs in Lao Tzu's hands, even if they are all opened one by one, they are better than yours when put together!

Just when Xiang Tian was angry in his heart, the fifteen strong men who were climbing fell down one by one. The remaining fourteen Great Luo Golden Immortal powerhouses all successfully climbed to the tenth layer.

Twelve seats, twenty-one people. Obviously, nine of them had to either climb voluntarily or be forced to continue climbing, or they would have to die here.

These twenty-one powerhouses cultivated for ten days with a tacit understanding, and when the blood sun rose on the eleventh day, a fierce aura erupted on the tenth layer.

Everyone is a master, and they can judge the winner or loser until the point is reached. In order to conserve their strength as much as possible, their battle lasted only half a day.

Half a day later, the nine masters of the Great Luo Golden Immortal level began to climb, and what surprised Xiang Tian the most was that the powerhouses of the Two Golden Stone Clan, who were originally in the tenth layer, were also in the climbing sequence at this time.

They had been on the tenth layer for a long time, and their energy and strength were much higher than those of other Terratopian powerhouses, so why did they enter this team?

After thinking about it, Xiang Tian also understood, although the Jinshi clan was strong, its weakness was not small. At the very least, people attack high and defend high, but the speed is too slow, and it is easy to be restrained.

Just like the Night Warriors, the exercises they practiced were like black holes, constantly devouring any objects around them, similar to Xiang Tian's ability to decompose all things. If they want to deal with the Jinshi clan, they will be completely hand-to-hand.

As these nine Great Luo Golden Immortal powerhouses climbed, Xiang Tian's eyes were as cold as ice, silently watching everything here, as if he was not the one who was fighting for the inheritance of the Dusk Emperor, but a bystander.

One hundred zhang, two hundred zhang...... When it was the fifth hundred zhang, there was finally a strong man of the Mosang clan who was overwhelmed and fell down, just before his body shattered, there was still a trace of unwillingness on his face.

In the sixth hundred zhang, a strong man fell again, and when he was dying, he couldn't help but let out a resentful roar, cursing the survivors for not dying well.

In the six hundred and fifty zhang, another person fell, and when he fell, he even dragged another strong man, and died with the latter's roar.

At this point, four of the nine people have been folded, and the remaining five have reached the eleventh layer one after another.

The eleventh floor, four seats, and in the end, the powerhouse of the Night Clan was jointly targeted by the remaining four people, and had to choose to climb up to the twelfth floor. And there, there is still a Xiang Tian eyeing the tiger.

"I didn't expect that I, Muster, would actually die here! Not to mention that the heavenly method is weird, just this twelfth floor, it is definitely not something I can climb up. The Night Warrior smiled bitterly, but on the surface he quietly put his hands on the stone wall.

Jingle bells!

Suddenly, an arm-thin chain came down from the top and stopped right in front of Muster.

Seeing this, Mu Shi couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately looked up, only to see Xiang Tian grasping the other end of the chain with one hand, staring at the former with a face like frost.

Rivals!?

For a moment, Muster's head was a little unable to turn. But before he could react, the chain wrapped around his waist like a snake, and then Xiang Tian's arm shook, and he directly pulled him up!

"Damn!Xiang Tian, what does that mean!?" On the high platform below, I don't know how many strong people are watching all this dumbfounded, wondering if this day is a fool to save his competitors.

As a party, Muster was also blinded at this time. But before he could speak, he saw Xiang Tian stretch out his hand and point behind him, and said lightly: "The inheritance of Emperor Dusk is not suitable for me at all, but the attributes on your body are suitable." The seats are there, and if you don't want to sit there, you can jump off again. ”

...... (To be continued.) )