"I have decided, don't have to stop it, I have never been afraid before, and I am not afraid now! I don't believe in God's will! I must set foot on the ninety-ninth floor! If I shrink back, I won't be called Luo Xingchen! "
Luo Xingchen was as firm as iron. In a word, eight horses could not return.
Seeing this, the Tiangong Beast sighed helplessly.
Immediately, Tianmang Beast said: "I want to say a few words to Ta Ling, Chen Ye, you go ahead first, I believe that with your ability, the Sword Demon Race can't stop you!"
As a result, the ink wheel blade flew out, and Qinghong also rose up from the ground. The two disappeared in this space. These Sword Demon Races surrounded Luo Xingchen again, seemingly unaware of what had happened before.
"Human race, your body of ants is high enough. To be buried under our sword today is your ultimate destiny!"
A group of Sword Demon Races are all in the late Lingyuan Realm, and even the pinnacle.
Luo Xingchen grasped the Frost Ice Sword, released the Ice and Fire Sealed Heaven Formation, and released the Five Holy Slaying Demon Formation, stepping on the fascinating formation, and began a fierce attack.
At the same time, in a certain corner, Molundao and Taling Qinghong looked at each other, and the two gods spoke.
Qinghong glanced at the radiant shadow of the Skylight Beast, and said, "The reason why I didn't let him continue is for his good. You should know that his body is already overloaded. If this continues, he is very likely. Will die suddenly! What do you think?"
The Tiangong Beast sighed: "Oh... I know that this tower, the natal Xuan Ling tower, is a top-level Taoist artifact, and it's only one in the sky, and it's unique.
Everyone who loses below the 90th floor still has a second chance to break through the tower, but after the 90th floor, that opportunity will be cancelled!
I want him to reach the ninety-eighth floor, because the Profound Spirit Pagoda can bring him luck! On the ninety-eighth floor, that is the extraordinary luck that is enough to set foot in the realm of the gods!
As for his injury, I can help him recover, but there is only one opportunity, I don't want him to miss it! "
After saying this, the Skylight Beast was very dignified and silent.
Qing Hong nodded and said: "You are good for him, and I am good for him, but you did not expect that he insisted on entering the ninety-ninth floor. That is a place where the domain masters can be completely devastated! So you Now, do you have any regrets?"
Tianmang Beast sighed: "I really don't want him to go to the end, but I'm afraid I can't persuade him! Alas..."
Qing Hong said: "His Dao heart is rare in the world! What a pity! A proud disciple of Feng Henxi, I am afraid that he will be ruined in this mysterious spirit pagoda!
I concluded that the ninety-nine floor was where he died! "
The Tiangren Beast gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "This kid is the one I admire the most! He is ten thousand times stronger than those high-pitched imperial bloodlines! I want to help him!"
Qing Hong curled his lips: "How do you help?"
The Tianmang beast has a resolute expression: "My little master had done everything in the first place. It's enough. Maybe this era doesn't belong to me anymore! It's a big deal. If he really sets foot on the ninety-nine floor and spy on the distress of the heavens, I will replace him. He carries it!"
Qing Hong shook his head and said, "I admire you a little! You are worthy of being a descendant of the light!"
The Skylight Beast smiled calmly: "Hehe, I hope he is well, I also have a little selfishness, I hope I am dead, he can help me destroy the Nether Clan, during the battle of God, kill Han Ji and avenge me!"
Qing Hong smiled lightly, and said calmly: "I can't control your private enmity. He is eaten back by the heavens, and I can't control it. I'm just a tower spirit. If anyone can take me away, I am someone!
The master abandoned me a long time ago. He said that I will experience thousands of catastrophes, and then I will have to meet destined people and seek vitality to gain my true soul.
I have no emotions, anger, sorrow, or joy. I don't know what I can pursue. I am the tower spirit, and the world is destroyed, and I will follow it. I am just a soulless tool spirit.
The fate of this kid depends on God's will! I go too..."
Qinghong left without a trace.
The Tiangong Beast turned into a ray of light and returned to Luo Xingchen's side. At this moment, Luo Xingchen was fighting endless battles with the Sword Demon Clan, strangling it constantly, with determination and unyielding.
He has been killed until the sky is dim, the tower shakes, and the blood is as cold as ice.
"Master Chen, Xiaoye is back to help you, haha..."
The Tiangong Beast smiled, concealing the pain in his heart, pretending to be nothing, flew into Luo Xingchen's hands, Luo Xingchen held the sword again, and the honorable weapon blessed him, his aura surged!
"Kill!" Luo Xingchen shouted, his eyes were blood red, and his cheeks were covered with fleshy scars!
He doesn't know what pain is, he only knows his way! Dao! Dao! Ten thousand days unstoppable!
Get in the way, eradicate, eradicate, eradicate!
"roll-"
A roar, shaking the earth, this roar is comparable to the sound waves that smashed through the three Spirit Abyss realm under the anger of the Tiangang mad lion!
Xingchen got angry, the blood-red magic sword sword light cut by the Sword Demon Race shattered one after another, and the body was cracked with a series of wounds. Luo Xingchen took a strange step and killed it. These Sword Demon Race showed a cold chestnut color. The body couldn't help but began to tremble!
Luo Xingchen killed the swords and swords together, two phantoms pierced the sky and the earth, one move killed ten Sword Demon Races, and the rest of the Sword Demon Races retreated one after another!
Later, Ta Ling's voice came: "Luo Xingchen, give you three days to regain your strength, continue to break through or leave, you decide for yourself!"
As a result, Luo Xingchen sat cross-legged on an ethereal tower, releasing a totem of withered flowers glowing with a faint light, and his luck was slowly restored.
Three days later, he healed from his injury, got up, passed the summon of the light curtain, entered the ninety-fifth floor, facing the blood demon clan!
"Hey... Hey, here's another one."
These blood demons looked proud, licking their tongues, they were very playful, and they talked a lot.
"Oh yeah... How come these alien races are so not afraid of death. Just now, the supreme divine beast has already been defeated. This kid thinks he can be invincible if he understands a few formations
I really doubt whether the Star Demon Clan, Yao Demon Clan, Sword Demon Clan, and Sword Demon Clan were all merciful just now. With him, he could actually get here! "
"Fuck him, in the level of our blood demon clan, it's useless to come!"
"It's just a pity, this mysterious spirit pagoda master insists on imposing a damn restriction. We just dealt with that kid, we are all forces in the quasi-celestial and human realm, but now, we have been suppressed in the spiritual abyss, unhappy, too unhappy. Up!"
Luo Xingchen held the sword in both hands and said indifferently: "Are you over? Let's start!"
"Hehe... In such a hurry to die! To make you perfect! Come on!"
"Shoo, hoo..."
A series of blood-colored figures flew out, too fast, not knowing how many peers could be killed in seconds.
Luo Xingchen summoned the Ice Silver Armor, smiled coldly, and formed an array instantly, and the ice spread. Even if the blood demons were not completely frozen, their speed slowed down, and Luo Xingchen stepped out of the maze. Come without a trace, go without a trace, slash fiercely!
Not long after, he chopped off the head of a blood demon!
Not long after, the body of a blood demon clan was cut across by the power of a sword, and it was torn apart!
Not long after, a sword pierced the Dantian of a blood demon tribe, and the whole body exploded directly!
Kill, kill, kill until the yin and yang cut the dawn, kill the arrogant demon, kill the endless butcher!
Humans and demons are not at the same time, and the demons invade the territories of the human race not once or twice. Luo Xingchen will not be merciful even if he just stands on the position of the human race!
The extreme flames penetrated the bodies of these blood demon races, riddled with holes, they had been strangled before they got close to Luo Xingchen!
Along the way, Luo Xingchen's strength has not improved much, and he has always maintained his skills in the battle against the late Lingyuan Realm. However, he has gone through the bloody killing and battle experience, and he has already increased countless times!
He knew that these demons were also flesh and blood people, and they would also be afraid!
Luo Xingchen once again killed the blood demon clan with fear, their plan of sucking blood failed!
Even if one or two teeth were bitten on Luo Xingchen's neck, the next moment, Luo Xingchen smiled coldly, but the person's head had been silently cut off!
Because Luo Xingchen was too firm, didn't know the pain, and wouldn't be mentally numb, these blood demons wanted to use the same method to deal with him, thinking too much!
As a result, the Blood Demon Race was finally embarrassed and defeated Xishan. Luo Xingchen repaired again for three days, and then stepped into the ninety-sixth floor.
Ninety-sixth floor, Heart Demon Race!
The heart demon clan is best at bewitching people's hearts, and a word of them can make a warrior with a firm Dao heart collapse. Their mental power is like a curse!
In front of them stood a group of people from the Heart Demon Race, with cold eyes and indifferent expressions.
They sneered, trying to probe Luo Xingchen's consciousness with their minds, but the next moment, they were violently backlashed, vomiting blood and seriously injured, their expressions were shocked!
"How is it possible! Why is his Dao Heart so strong! No—"
A group of heart demon races united their minds, and a huge demon shadow appeared, with a body about several tens of feet tall, and a pair of deep and endless eyes, cold and terrifying.
"Ants, my Demon Race was born hundreds of thousands of years later than the Human Race, but now, we have been tied with the Human Race, and we have half of the world! Are you ashamed? The Human Race is incompetent and will be ruled by the Demon World sooner or later! Surrender—hahaha..."
These voices were as terrible as ghosts and evil spirits, entangled in Luo Xingchen's mind.
Luo Xingchen's will remains unchanged, holding the knife indifferently, and roaring: "I surrender to your grandma—"
"boom-"
Luo Xingchen carried the black ink wheel knife of the venerable weapon level, cut it down with a single blade, shining hundreds of feet, and flocking to the mentality pseudonym of the heart demon race!
The next moment, the pseudo-body shattered, these heart demons also wailed and screamed, and their bodies began to explode...
Ninety-seventh floor, Famozu!
The Demon Race is a group of extremely cold people. They don't know what love is. They only know that the survival of the fittest is the survival of the fittest. In the Demon Race, the strong live and the weak die. They make harsh rules. Mistakes, even your own father, can be killed mercilessly!
They are so cold and insensitive.
Wanting to retreat from the magic demon clan is as difficult as dealing with the soldier skull clan.
How to make sense with ruthless people
Luo Xingchen didn’t move, the ink wheel blade flew out, the skylight beast phantom appeared, stretched out its paws, pointed at this group of magic demon race, displayed its poisonous tongue, cursed calmly: "Look at you one So, the Yintang is darkened, sinful, ruthless, insensitive, insensitive, unrighteous, unfaithful, and unfilial. There must be a mess in the clan. You can kill your own son, your father can kill, and the mother who gave birth to you can kill, why not Endless
What are you doing while still alive, does it make sense? Don't hurry up and reincarnate, break into the livestock road, be a pig and a dog! Be a cow or a horse
Pooh! How do you match up with pigs, dogs, cows and horses? You are inferior to beasts, more beasts than beasts, deprived of conscience, self-righteous, sooner or later you will fall into endless hell, no no no, hell will not accept you, you will become lone ghosts, you are not worthy of going to hell!
A group of scum, stupid pigs, bastards, scumbags, bastards! Hurry and die! Kill your little master for fear of dirtying my knife, roll, roll, roll—"
The skylight beast exudes endless laws of light, and a mighty righteousness descends, pouring into the minds of the Famozu, one by one, their faces are pale, their headaches are splitting, and they are confused, crying and wailing, and drew their swords to commit suicide!
Luo Xingchen was very excited when he heard it, and finally frowned, and cursed at those Famozu who were still alive: "How did I see the mongrel? I'm going back to wash my eyes, it's too dirty..."
"Ah—" These Famozu chose to explode their bodies, exploded into flying ashes, with no bones left!
That's it, the ninety-seventh floor, over!
Then, on the ninety-eighth floor, the Xing Mozu, a giant, as strong as a blood slaughter, stepped on broken mountains and rivers with one foot!
Luo Xingchen's body leapt, swiping a knife and slashing...
On the ninety-eighth floor, after ten days and nights of bloody battles, a giant fell down, corpses all over the field.
Luo Xingchen shouted at Ta Ling Qinghong: "I want, go to the ninety-ninth floor!"
"Boom!"
In an instant, the tower began to sway violently, and a nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps appeared, and the edge could not be seen at a glance.
Qing Hong said: "When you step on the steps, you step into the coffin with half your foot. After walking the steps, your life may be gone..."
Luo Xingchen resolutely stepped forward, with endless pressure and nerves, every time he walked nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, there was a huge illusion, waiting for him...