Luo Qingchen roughly told what happened, although she also knew very well how the scholar on the sixth floor of the Soul-Eating Tower went to the third floor to find Xingpu.
But after hearing what he said, the scholar's eyes suddenly became enlightened.
He took out his essence with his bare hands and handed it to Luo Qingchen. He looked at her and said, "You are very powerful. In my eyes, you are the second blazing Vulcan. But I appreciate you more than the Vulcan."
"Hmm?" Luo Qingchen took the essence from him without any embarrassment.
"Because you could have directly used the Xingtong incident to force me to give way, but you didn't do that." He chuckled and said, "You used fighting to solve it neatly."
"You're right. Just like what you call a phantom, I'm actually quite shameless." Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes and said, "But you are still a man."
As soon as the sound fell, Luo Qingchen took his essence and opened the way to the seventh floor of the Soul-Eating Tower.
This is a road that even the original owner has never walked, and today she walked it.
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At the same time, at the entrance of the Soul-Eating Tower.
In the center of the wilderness, wind and sand raged. Thousands of thunders flashed in the sky, striking the Soul-Eating Tower one after another.
There was a chilling atmosphere in the air, and Ye Xuanji stood with his hands behind his back, worry in his eyes.
After he finished killing the people in Heaven, he rushed to the wilderness as quickly as possible.
At this time, the Soul-Eating Tower was inaccessible. If Luo Qingchen had not come out of the Soul-Eating Tower before today, she would be imprisoned in the Soul-Eating Tower for a thousand years until it appeared again.
There were only three hours left before midnight. He stood in the wind, closed his eyes, and tried his best to sense half of his soul in her body.
But neither he nor Luo Qingchen expected that the demon on the seventh floor of the Soul-Eating Tower was actually a child.
Luo Qingchen could certainly feel the power of the child in front of her, but if he hadn't attacked her, she didn't know how to start.
The child standing in front of him hummed softly and danced back and forth.
He seemed to have done nothing, but Luo Qingchen could feel the huge force pressing her forehead bit by bit, making her breathless.
"Damn-" She squatted down, holding her chest and breathing rapidly.
"Sister, be careful, the agency is coming!" The childish voice sounded like a kind reminder, but also like a conceited pride.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless dark red triangular nails attacked in her direction.
She turned sideways, but still got four or five hits.
A mouthful of sweetness followed by a mouthful of blood.
"Sister, here we go again—"
"Sister, there are also mechanisms here—"
"Sister, be careful—"
…
In less than a quarter of an hour, her whole body was almost covered with wounds, and blood fell drop by drop.
She raised her right hand with difficulty, and the golden light of the exquisite ring circled her fingertips twice before dimming.
At this moment, she only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. I want to resist, but I don’t even know where this child’s fate lies.
Is she going to die here? Is she going to be unable to take revenge
"Qingchen, heart—"
Just when she fell into despair, Ye Wuji's voice sounded in her ears. Red light instantly filled the entire space, and the child exclaimed: "Devil—"
The next second, Luo Qingchen's Feng Wu sword stably passed through his heart.
In just this moment, a golden light pierced the sky. Her whole body was filled with golden light, and the Flower of the Other Shore between her eyebrows became clearer and clearer. The Flower of the Other Shore transformed from her feet and spread throughout the Soul-Eating Tower bit by bit.
A brand new god has come to this world. You can call her the God of Flowers from the Other Side, or you can call her the God of Blazing Fire. (To be continued)