"Guest, I want to remind you that not everyone can take this floor of my cangxuan building."

The young man's face sank slowly. He stared at Wang Xu very seriously and said word by word:

"No, it should be said that only a few people are qualified for any force in the whole Xuankong city. It's not just the number of spirit stones that can determine it. And I see the guests face to face, obviously you can't be one of those few people

"I know. You're right. I'm not."

"Besides, in my cangxuan building, life is the least valuable. You have to think about it carefully. Once you are sure to go to the first floor, you have to prove your qualifications. And in the process of proof, I won't say too much. Once upon a time, wuzun fell on the way. "

The young man's voice turned cold.

Wang Xu's eyes flashed, nodded faintly and said:

"I know."

After three simple words, nothing else.

"Good!"

"Then come with me."

The young man took a deep look at Wang Xu and said nothing more. Then he turned and walked on the back Pavilion.

His strength is not strong, only innate three grades of martial arts cultivation. But at the moment, the sense of killing out of his body is far more than ordinary people, as if this young man had experienced countless tragic life and death fights.

I'm afraid that few people can fight against him in the same realm.

Fight to death!

Wang Xu and Wang Xu followed.

Soon.

Three people came to the top of the pavilion, but here, it is not the sky, but a misty fog.

Without any pause, the young man just pinched a seal and went straight into the fog.

This piece of fog is the fog of space.

Wang Xu looks calm.

There was no accident, leading Chu shuliu to step into it.

But in one step.

There were huge waves in the fog, as if there were a pair of big hands caressing, the fog quickly dispersed and faded away.

What appears again in front of the three people is a large area of pavilions, houses and buildings.

And these pavilions and houses are totally different from the architectural style of the Chinese world. They are all made of special wood materials with a slight metallic luster and intricate and exquisite patterns.

And every ten pavilions and houses, you can see a misty open space that fluctuates like water. Obviously, there are no other places connected behind.

Wang Xu and Chu shuliu have all seen similar scenes for a long time, and there are many in Kowloon college.

These mists are a kind of special places similar to the teleportation array. However, it is more advanced than the general transmission array. Without special opening means, it can't be transmitted at all, and it will only fall into a maze.

"This is the secret place of my cangxuan building. Ordinary guests are not qualified to enter. I also only have the ordinary qualification. When I get here, I can't lead you forward any more. But I've also sent a message that someone else will take over. " The young man explained.

Sure enough.

As soon as his voice fell, three figures appeared in front of him.

"After three hundred years, who dares to take the first floor of cangxuan building?"

Among the three, an old man and two middle-aged men.

The old man is silver haired, wearing a dark red robe and carrying both hands. Although he is old in appearance, he is as powerful as an adult tiger.

And two middle-aged men, one of them is tall, holding a bloody sword in his hand, dressed in black clothes, with eyes like falcon, and full of evil spirit. It seems that at the last moment, he was still fighting and had just come back after killing.

The other is smiling, slightly fat, and his eyes narrowed into a slit. He looks like a smiling Buddha.

"Guest, these three are the three elders of our cangxuan building. They are the elder Xu Wufeng, the second elder Zhang Fandao and the Third Elder Zhao San." The young man whispered.

The voice of the old man is a big elder, Xu Wufeng. The second elder Zhang Kuangdao is the middle-aged man holding the blood dripping long Dao. Zhao San, the third elder, is a chubby middle-aged man.

"Three elders, my name is Wang Xu."

Wang Xu nodded lightly and calmly introduced himself. Just at a glance, he saw the realm of the three.

Xu Wufeng, the great master of Jiupin.

Zhang Hongdao and Zhao San are the great masters of eight grades.

But this is just the realm of martial arts cultivation. Among the three, Zhao San, who makes Wang Xu feel the strongest, is the smiling Buddha.

"Boy, it should be you. However, I want to ask, "do you know what it means to have me on the first floor of cangxuan building?" Xu Wufeng stares at Wang Xu, his eyes slowly narrow.

For a moment, he could not see through Wang Xu.

Wang Xu's exposure to the outside gives him the feeling that he is only a great master of liupin, but how can he be so weak if he dares to go to the first floor of cangxuan?

"Naturally, it's a rule set by the first person at the beginning of the establishment of cangxuan building to want the first floor. If you want the first floor, you must be in charge of cangxuan building." Wang Xu light way.

When the cangxuan building was established, the yellow class forces among the four ordinary people became the venerable forces above the ordinary people in less than 500 years. This rule accounted for 300% of the reasons.

It can be said that today's cangxuan building is the beginning of the cangxuan building, but it is no longer the cangxuan building.

The owner of cangxuan building has been changed for 500 years. I don't know how many. The first building owner, the grave grass is as deep as a forest.

"Since you know the rules of my cangxuan building, are you going to join me in cangxuan building, to take part in the cangxuan killing scene three days later, and to fight for the qualification of the successor of the next generation of building owners?" Zhang Kuang Dao squinted and asked slowly.

"It's ok if I'm a man of cangxuan, but now I'm a stranger. If I want this building, I must have the power to suppress it."

Smell speech, Wang Xu smiles, he slowly shakes his head.

"So, no..."

Word by word.

"I'll kill him!"

All of a sudden.

Xu Wufeng, Zhang Kuangdao and Zhao Sanquan's faces changed, and their eyes twinkled, staring at Wang Xu.

It's not hostility.

I can't believe it!

First, the contemporary cangxuan building owner is a subordinate wuzun. Wang Xu wants to kill him. Are you kidding?

Second, all of the three people present did not look at their faces, but at their bone age. Wang Xu's appearance, which was only twenty-four or five years old, naturally could not escape their eyes.

At this age, those who can enter the realm of wuzun are all the super geniuses among the top forces. They can't have the power of cangxuanlou in their eyes, and they can't waste time on their power.

Of course, Wang Xu is the possibility of Wu Zun, and the three never thought about it at all.

"Boy, are you sure? The rules of our cangxuan building are special, but the contemporary landlord is an inferior wuzun. Will you kill him? This joke is not funny at all Zhang Kuangdao was the first to question.

Zhao San is silent, just deeply staring at Wang Xu.

Xu Wufeng was silent for a while, and then he said slowly: "the contemporary landlord has been in charge of cangxuan building for three hundred years. In these three hundred years, the young master is the first outsider who dares to come to the first floor..."

At this time, he changed his name.

The attitude of the three people, Wang Xu see in the eye, look at Zhao San one more.

I don't know if it's an illusion. He feels that Zhao San seems to be killing him.

But just then.

A voice came suddenly.

"He is Wang Xu, my new disciple. It seems that the three elders have already met him..."