On the 92nd floor, dozens of Yao Demon Races launched a fierce attack on Luo Xingchen. Rounds of scorching sun burned the sky, killing all quarters, the fiery flames melted the ice, and the Five Sacred Demon Array showed great power, one after another. The town killed four or five people, and Luo Xingchen himself was also scarred.
The Yao Mozu each held a holy demon hybrid sky thorn, with pointed ends, rotating handles, and waving in the wind, possessing the scorching breath of the scorching sun.
They hit from the sky to the earth, and from the earth to the sky, their silhouettes constantly moved, colliding with qi.
Luo Xingchen roared, burning his will, tirelessly, to the jealous, to the madman!
"There will be as many as there are, Demon Race, I don't share the same spirit with you! Kill—"
While speaking, Luo Xingchen's sword penetrated the heart of a Yao Mozu. This Yao Mozu trembled, his heart stopped instantly, his mouth opened wide, and he fell slowly.
"laugh!"
A Yao Demon clan behind him took advantage of the situation and inserted the Saint Demon Hybrid Sky Spear into Luo Xingchen's back. Fortunately, Luo Xingchen shook his body so that he wouldn't be hurt to the point!
He gritted his teeth without looking back, but slammed backwards!
"Boom!"
The bodies of the two were attached to each other, the two pointed ends of the holy demon hybrid sky thorn, the other end had been inserted into the heart of the Yao Demon clan!
Luo Xingchen used this fierce move more than once or twice.
His will finally frightened these Yao Mozu, making their hearts tremble.
In this world, it turns out that there are people who can not fear life and death, and go forward courageously. Luo Xingchen becomes crazy, and it seems more terrifying than these demons!
Luo Xingchen pulled out the holy demon hybrid thorn from his chest, slowly stepped away from his bloody body, stepped on his feet, sneered, with blood in his mouth and his eyes as violent as a beast!
"Come on! Your grandpa is here waiting for you to give away your head!"
"boom-"
Luo Xingchen turned into a bloody light and slammed into it. Some of these demons were already forced to retreat step by step...
On the ninety-fourth floor, the Emperor Peng transformed into a Dragon Peng, smashing into a blood-red sharp sword of the Sword Demon Race with its domineering scales. These sharp swords are blood-stained by killing, devilish energy, domineering and sharp!
Huangpeng used the law of space, strangling quickly, and he was exhausted, and his body was also scarred. Even though the purple dragon body was domineering and strong, the magic sword should not be underestimated.
In the end, he killed these sword demon races and began to be afraid. The sharp claws smashed the sword body and pierced the body of the sword demon race. The speed reached the extreme Huangpeng, and the five sword demon races could be wiped out in an instant. Had to tremble.
In the end, the Sword Demon clan retreated, Huang Peng laughed wildly, his pupils could penetrate the void!
"Ah—ninety-five floor, come on—"
Huang Peng's bloody body descended on the ninety-fifth floor.
On the ninety-fifth floor, the demons that appeared were blood demons. Everyone had a pair of natural bloodthirsty fangs.
Their nails are long and sharp. This is their weapon!
The blood demon race is even more rampant and domineering, giving birth to fire dragons, drinking dry phoenix blood, crushing spirit beasts, and crushing human races!
Their blood is extremely pure, as if they have been tempered by a sea of blood, a kind of coercion, within a few hundred feet, makes people's hearts trembling.
Huang Peng calmly took out a bottle of healing medicine that he had previously exchanged for two thousand points, drank it all in one sip, and poured the eight-stage spirit liquid into his internal organs, and the internal organs soon became hot and boiling.
The flesh and bones of the living dead, this eight-grade spirit liquid, has super regeneration ability.
Huang Peng's energy and blood quickly recovered as before, rekindling his fighting spirit, staring coldly at the blood demons in front of him.
After that, Huang Peng rushed up, fought the blood demon clan, opened his true body, and rushed away strongly. However, the blood demon clan evaded its edge like a bloody shadow, and then seized the opportunity to hold his body. He opened his mouth, bared his fangs, and bit down fiercely.
Huang Peng struggled hard, flicking his tail, but couldn't get away. He felt the blood in his body running away, dizzy, exhausted, eyes closed, and lethargic.
Huangpeng let out a faint sound and was relieved: "I have tried my best. Perhaps the ninety-fifth floor is my limit. I will set foot on the Great Sage in the future to protect my clan..."
Squeezing the jade amulet lightly, he was sent out by a light curtain, and everyone outside the sky formation tower could see clearly.
The moment they saw Huangpeng's true body, they all felt the blood of the whole body was suppressed, and the bones were about to tremble.
"very scary… "
The expressions of everyone were shocked, and they realized at this moment that the one who could reach the ninety-fifth floor and possess the potential of the Great Sage was not the human race, but the supreme god or beast race!
The answer at this moment has already been revealed. On the ninety-third floor, who is still fighting in blood, besides Luo Xingchen, who else
Huangfuhao, the tyrant, the West Wind Lie, Jiang Xiao, and even Tong Fazheng had already personally arrived, and his heart was full of shock.
Tong Fazheng's heart still carries a trace of envy.
At the beginning, he was at the level of the evildoer, but he stopped at the eighty-ninth floor. At that time, the rest of the evildoers were left behind by him, and the second place only stopped at the eighty-fourth floor.
But now, the times seem to have changed.
Huangfuhao, Xifeng Lie, and Savage Tyrant, all have achieved a level that is not weak, the tower of proof is their glory!
What's more terrifying is that Luo Xingchen is still on the ninety-third floor, and I don't know how long he will be able to walk.
Tong Fazheng can no longer give birth to a trace of pride. He understands that there are outsiders and there are outsiders. His array talent is even worse than the West Wind, and it is even worse than Luo Xingchen!
However, Tong Fazheng strengthened Dao Xin, clenched his fists, looked up at the Sky Formation Tower, and yearned for it.
Sky Formation Tower, everyone has two chances to break in in his life! The ninety-eight layer is a barrier that separates the world from the earth. For so many years in the spiritual world, it seems that no one can step past it.
He is upright, and there is one chance left. One hundred years later, he must make another breakthrough and see how big a breakthrough he will have!
When Huang Peng's body fell on the ground, the ground was shattered and a large area collapsed.
The loud sound, deafening, the coercion of the true dragon and the true peng, almost triggers heavenly punishment!
The people dispersed one after another, facing such a terrifying Divine Beast Supreme, no one dared to disturb.
This young man from the orc race with two supreme bloodlines said that there was no protection from the strongest behind him, and they did not believe that he was killed!
Everyone has subconsciously raised Huangpeng's status to the same level as Qin Yang.
They can only sigh, can only envy, shake their heads and sigh, they have nothing to say...
At this time, another month passed!
In the Sky Array Tower, the last spot of light is definitely Luo Xingchen, undoubtedly Luo Xingchen, breaking through the ninety-three barriers and reaching the ninety-fourth floor, Sword Demon Race!
Luo Xingchen at this moment is even more sharp.
In the previous battle, he used the ink wheel knife to defeat the sword demon clan and advanced strongly.
This level is another new challenge.
However, Luo Xingchen came up, his qi and blood were weak, and his face was slightly pale and weak.
He was like a sickly tiger, his prestige was still there, but he was exhausted.
A group of sword demons surrounded him, staring at him, and was about to launch an attack!
Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed in, and these Sword Demon Race stiffened their bodies, stopped their movements, stunned and kept their original posture, as if they could not move.
Luo Xingchen looked surprised and somewhat puzzled.
"call out!"
When Ta Ling Qinghong's figure fell, Luo Xingchen only felt a sudden surprise. The person in front of him had an indescribable sense of familiarity. He seemed to have seen it before, and he didn't seem to have seen it.
"Who are you?" Luo Xingchen frowned, very shocked.
These Sword Demon Races, could it be stopped for time? I won't move anymore!
Ta Ling's beautiful face showed a spring-like smile.
"Hehe, kid, you surprised me too much. I have guarded the Sky Formation Tower for nearly a million years. You are the dumbest and most thoughtful person I have ever seen. Have you discovered that your internal organs are all covered now? Confusion? If you continue to fight, you may win, but you may not live long!"
Qing Hong said very seriously.
Luo Xingchen said intently: "Why?"
Qinghong stared at Luo Xingchen, circled left and right, stopped on his side, and said in a deep voice: "You were a useless person, understand the formation, you can use the formation against the enemy, but in the big formation, these demons The clan is too strong, you have to be distracted and use martial arts to deal with them.
You can't bear this kind of super load.
Over time, you have become numb to the pain, and you are very brave, but the means of hurting the enemy a thousand and self-damaging 800 will seriously destroy your spiritual roots.
The sea of qi is broken, the stronger the person, the more difficult it is to repair, while the spiritual root is destroyed, and it is more difficult to repair it.
I'm almost the same, already able to determine your death date. "
Luo Xingchen looked solemn and remained silent.
He knew his own situation, and indeed he was forcibly hypnotizing himself, desperately trying to reach the end.
He didn't know how much he was hurt, he felt that the meridians in his body were reversed, and his internal organs were about to be broken.
In other words, he was supporting him with a powerful mind, so that he would not let himself fall.
In fact, he should have let go and stopped to rest long ago.
Ta Ling is worthy of being Ta Ling, a sentence points out the key.
Luo Xingchen clenched his fists and whispered: "How long can I live?"
Qing Hong said indifferently: "It can be as short as three years, and as long as ten years. When your old illnesses come back, you regret it again, it's too late."
Luo Xingchen calmly said: "Is there any room for recovery?"
Qing Hong said: "Yes, you quit now, think about repairing it, you are not dying, and you still have a rescue. But if you continue to persevere, you may be injured more severely, maybe a year or a half, you will die suddenly. Is it worth it?"
Luo Xingchen was silent again.
The Sky Mang Beast flew out with the ink wheel knife, and yelled at Qinghong: "Your grandma's, are you messing up again? Nonsense!"
Tiangong Beast turned around and said to Luo Xingchen: "Master Chen, don't worry, you can reach the ninety-eighth floor with peace of mind. By then, you will have the qualifications to advance to the true god.
As for your injury, Xiaoye has a way to save you! The little master is not talented, but this ability is still there! "
Qinghong interrupted and said, "This kid can judge whether my words are true or not.
I don't want him to continue to rush, because I don't want to harm him. Anyhow, it's also an evildoer. I don't want him to be abandoned like this! "
Luo Xingchen didn't have any waves on his face, pondered for a long time, and then calmly said: "I have come to this point, and I don't want to quit suddenly. I swear that I will only go to the tower once in my life, the ninety-ninth floor, and I will also step into it and take a look. What's the obstacle that no one can overcome!"
"I rely on..." Tianmang Beast's entire face was black.
"Hey... Um... Lord Chen, let's think about it. It's OK to reach the ninety-eighth floor! Don't go to the ninety-ninth floor..."
Tiangong Beast suddenly changed his words and said.
Luo Xingchen smiled slightly: "Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, only one step away, what's the difference?"
Tianmang Beast had a black face: "Then you still don't go, the ninety-ninth floor, I'm afraid you can't bear it."
Qinghong said: "I also advise you not to go to the ninety-ninth floor. There is a secret secret. You may die if you take a look!"
Luo Xingchen's brain was buzzing, and he felt a little strange when he heard the weird conversation between Tiangong Beast and Qinghong.
Why did the Tiangong Beast just supported him, but now it doesn't support him
The ninety-nine floor, what is so terrible