As long as there are people in the nine story tower, the corresponding floor will light up.

Before, the seventh floor has been on for a long time, but now the eighth floor is finally on, indicating that one of them has broken through the seventh floor.

"It's Liu Zhenglong."

"I don't know if I can go any further."

"If you can reach the Ninth level, or even pass, then he is a black iron qualification."

"Although the black iron level is not qualified to worship the holy land, it is not difficult to enter the Shengdan realm or even the sect of the real world."

"This is a chance for a fish to leap over the dragon's gate."

"I envy you."

People were talking about it, and many of them were jealous.

Ling Han was surprised. What can be envied by the sect of Shengdan or Zhenyi?

Oh, he soon realized that this was not a starfish. The martial arts environment here was extremely mature and stable, and the nine levels of Xiantu were well-organized and hierarchical.

The living Dan realm is just slag.

Therefore, for the building of the foundation environment, it is a lucky thing for the zongmen who can worship the Shengdan realm. As long as they feel that their strength has improved, they will go to the nine storey pagoda for a trial.

However, if you fail to challenge after entering the nine storey tower, you will not be able to challenge again within half a year, so that people will not be too addicted to the challenge.

However, Liu Zhenglong was not able to pass through the nine story tower, or even the ninth floor was not qualified to step on. Soon, the light of the eighth floor was dimmed, and the door at the bottom of the tower opened, and a man in distress came out.

"Unfortunately, Liu Zhenglong still failed."

"Alas, it is so difficult to achieve the qualification of black iron. It is really hard to imagine how powerful those one star talents are."

"Ha ha, if you are a genius, you are qualified to worship in the holy land."

"In fact, if you are really a genius, it's better to go to xiaozongmen and get more attention. There is a saying that it is better to be a chicken head than a cow's tail. "

"If you are wrong, even if you are an ordinary disciple in the holy land, you will have more confidence than Xiaozong's Taoism."

The people said again, and each had his own opinion.

It's just a talent. Is it that hard?

Ling Han thinks about it again. In the original imperial capital, the eldest prince and Hong Tianbu could be called star talent. Princess Bixiao was also a star genius after monkey brother opened her blood.

Such a contrast, a star genius is indeed rare, no wonder can be directly accepted as a disciple of the holy land.

He originally thought that the conditions set by the holy land of Jin and Yuan Dynasties were too low, and he could go to the holy land as long as he was a star genius. Now he thinks that the reason why there were so many people at that time was that there were too many tourists from the stars. That was basically the strongest descendant of the sect level power and the stream of descendants. Naturally, he was a bull.

Although Liu Zhenglong failed to break through the barrier, he still got the support of the public. It is extraordinary to be able to climb the eight storey tower, and it is worth making friends.

For a while, no one went to the tower again. After all, if the strength is not as strong as that of Liu Zhenglong, there is no need to join in the fun. It will definitely be washed down. Instead of being unable to challenge in the next six months, it is better to wait until the strength is stronger.

No one?

"You wait here." Ling Han told the seven baby girls that as long as they grew up normally, they could improve their accomplishments. As early as two months ago, when they were still in the starry sky, they set foot on the fairyland one after another.

There is no torture, as if they were originally building the foundation, but only to practice again.

With the strength of the seven baby milk, there is no protection from Ling Han, but Ling Han is worried about whether they will beat anyone up.

"Good dad." The seven baby babies are all full of milk and milk, because they have stepped into the fairyland, and even the six children can control whether or not to manifest their body shape. Finally, they no longer need to be invisible people, and they are always ignored.

Ling Han started, just took a few steps, whew, saw a figure flying down from the sky, landed at the gate of the tower.

"Flying with the imperial apparatus!" The crowd exclaimed.

If you want to fly in the xuanyuexing imperial instrument, only one person can do it in ten environments at most. No one can do it here, so I am naturally shocked.

It was a young man who looked at most twenty-four or five years old. He had just put away a magic sword, and with a proud look on his face, he swept them one by one, full of disdain.

"Hiss, that's Han Qian!"

"What, Han Qian of zifangzong?"

"He's known as a genius, but he didn't expect to be able to fly with his weapons when he first set foot on the foundation."

Someone recognized this person, said the head, immediately attracted people's hot discussion.

Ling Han frowned. He didn't care what he came from, but he couldn't stick in his own team.

"Line up at the back!" He said, displeased.

Han Qian was stunned. He didn't walk into the fairyland for a long time. He just learned how to fly with imperial weapons. He was very satisfied. He thought that the world's heroes were no more than that. His self-confidence expanded to the extreme.But now, how dare someone ask him to queue up in the back?

"Ha ha!" He sneered, "what a mystery! First, you can't pass the test of the nine story tower. Second, what qualifications do you have to order me? "

"Han Qian, you have gone too far." There was a sudden sound.

People are looking at the voice of the people to see, what is the matter today, first there is a Ling Han, then this person, actually dare to challenge Han Qian?

It was a middle-aged man with a slender figure and a big bow on his back.

"Juan the hunter!" Someone exclaimed.

Hearing this name, Han Qian showed his fear.

Juan is an old-fashioned foundation state. It is said that he has built the foundation stone of heaven, which is far stronger than him.

"First come, then come, that's the minimum rule. Don't you understand it?" Juan said faintly.

"What brother Hu taught me is." Han Qian squeezed his fists and forced down his anger.

The martial arts world is very realistic. Whoever is strong has the right to speak.

He retreated obediently and didn't try to be brave.

Ling Han nods to Hu'an. It's rare to see a man who speaks up for justice these days. Although he can kill Han Qian with one punch, he still warms his heart to see that someone can stand up and say a fair word.

He strode into the tower and the door closed.

It's a closed space, but it's not dark. There's an unknown light source that's shining through it.

The space is not small. It is round with a radius of about three feet and a height of only ten feet. The surrounding walls seem to be cast by black iron, emitting a cold light of metal.

In the middle of the iron room, there was a black iron human figure, only five feet high.

Hum, black iron man's eyes suddenly lit up, and immediately sent out a strong breath.

Well, this is actually an iron man who built a foundation. It looks like a war statue, but the war statue is much more powerful than it.

Ling Han casually flicked his finger, PA, the iron man was hit and flew out by him, hit the wall heavily, and fell down creaking.

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