The effective range of the distress signal is within the upper and lower floors.
Those who can send signals at 308 should be between Xuanling Master and Spirit King. It is good luck for them to meet Feng Xingying, a passing innate realm.
After receiving the distress signal, Feng Xingying did not dare to delay and quickly urged: "Xigua, speed up, go to the 308th floor."
"Miss." Yunxiang also looked excited: "If someone is injured, please let me save them first, okay?"
"Yes, but you are not allowed to use the original power."
"Yeah." Yunxiang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. In terms of medical skills, what Feng Xingying told Yunxiang the most was to tell her not to rely on her magical original power to save people, because her original power was limited. This is not a long-term solution. If you want to learn medical skills well, you still need to get rid of this dependence.
Even Qin Molin came out of the space after receiving the distress signal, looked ahead quietly, and suddenly said:
"If you can save them, go ahead and save them. These seven-story magic towers should all be the work of those seeking help."
"You mean, they cleaned up layer by layer?" Feng Xingying was also stunned.
The number of demons on the first floor of the Ten Thousand Demon Tower is enough for thousands of people of the same level to try, but humans have always been good at offense, defense and strategy. Even if one person is hidden well, he can often engage in harassing battles, but it is difficult to sweep them away.
Such a large-scale sweep, and seven consecutive floors, was really a generous move. Feng Xingying also began to wonder, what kind of person has such ability, or should I say, what kind of team.
This kind of thing probably requires a team to do.
Xigua moved forward at full speed, and with just a few breaths, he led Feng Xingying and others to the 308th floor where the distress signal was sent.
After arriving at this level, there was no need for Feng Xingying to look for them. There was an arrow on their tower entry sign, guiding the direction of the distress signal.
Feng Xingying did not dare to delay and moved forward at full speed in the direction of the arrow.
This floor is really lively compared to other grassroots floors. Not only were a large number of demons gathered, but there were also hundreds of humans. The two sides were obviously in a stalemate.
The humans were excited when they saw someone coming, but when they saw there were only three people from a distance, they started shouting to them:
"Escape quickly, the demons are rioting, and we can't hold them back. You should retreat first before we are surrounded."
There is some loyalty.
But why does this voice sound familiar
A smile appeared on Feng Xingying's face, causing Xigua's speed to increase again.
"They're coming! It's a pity that there are only three of them. I should have known better if I didn't ask for help. It would have been a waste of time for others." The person who sent the distress signal shook his head helplessly.
Their team has more than 500 people, and the formation is very complete. Because of their strong command and cooperation, they are currently advancing and retreating reasonably. However, according to the current tide of demon soldiers and their crazy attacking posture, they can neither retreat nor retreat. Can't last more than an hour.
After an hour, if there is no strong reinforcement, these people will probably die here.
This is the cruelty of the Ten Thousand Demons Tower.
"Why does that mount look so familiar to me? It looks like the boss's."
"Stop dreaming, the boss is dead, and everyone in the continent knows it."
"But, that turtle."
"There are many people using turtle mounts. Don't think that these are not available. We must fight to the end and not embarrass the boss!"
"right!"
The man commanding over there took a moment and shouted to Feng Xingying from a distance: "If you are really serious, please go to a few more floors to help issue a help signal. We will try our best to persist. In such a scene, Lingzong must can be solved.”