Chapter 242： Evildoer?

Chapter 242

"Look, the ninth floor is lit up! Someone is on the ninth floor!"

More and more people were eliminated outside the tower, but everyone did not leave, but kept paying attention to the situation inside the tower.

Whenever someone enters the next floor first, that floor will light up.

"It's been only half a day, and someone actually made it to the ninth floor! Who is so great!

"I just made it to the fourth floor when I was eliminated, it is already considered fast, the ninth floor is too awesome!"

"Oh, the harder you get to the back, it's hard to laugh until the end!" someone said sourly.

"Hold the grass and look! The tenth floor is lit up!"

"Hold the grass!"

At this moment, the tenth floor of the tower suddenly lighted up, and the speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping and unbelievable!

"My mother! This... how long is this? The time for half a stick of incense is not up!"

"Where is the half-pillar incense? There is clearly only time for one cup of tea!"

"Why does this man get stronger as he gets behind? Too tough!"

"Is it more courageous as you fight? I'm afraid this is a killer!"

"What's the matter, why is this person getting faster and faster!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on the tenth floor, and they couldn't wait to see the movement through the tower.

Some people continued to be sour: "Who knows how many people are? Maybe the same people from the sect entered the tenth floor together. What's so great!"

"Haha." Someone immediately sneered at this person.

"I laughed to death. From the third floor, the illusion has become a single player, and I also cooperated with the people of the sect. It is funny!"

"You are eliminated from the first and second floors at first glance. Is it so difficult to admit that others are good?"

"Do you think everyone is as weak as you?"

The man was flushed, and he squeezed out the crowd and changed places without saying a word.

Soon, the eleventh and twelfth floors also lit up within an hour.

However, at dusk and sunset, the thirteenth floor of the tower has been dimmed.

There is only a piece of white snow in front of me.

The biting cold invaded his body, Mu Wushuang holding the long sword, stood still in this illusion for three days and three nights.

On the first twelve floors, she has a killing sword, and she is invincible.

But on the thirteenth floor, it can't be cleared by killing.

"You are too murderous, too bloody, when will you wake up, when will you clear the level." An old tree said to her.

So she stood facing this tree for three days and three nights.

Suddenly, her phoenix eyes opened, showing a sneer:

"I am murderous and bloody, so I should wake up? Old tree, you are wrong. My killing kendo lies in my heart, my heart is good, kendo is good, my heart is evil, and kendo is also evil. Sword is controlled by me, And I am not at its mercy. Killing a thousand wicked people and killing a thousand good people cannot be confused. Therefore, it is you who should wake up!"

"Rainy!"

Suddenly, the old tree moved, an icy leaf flew towards her, and she easily caught it.

This is a leaf of ice that will not melt. There are not a few pieces on the old tree. She doesn't understand why the old tree would give her this leaf.

"Congratulations, you passed the thirteenth level." The old tree's old voice sounded.

At the same time, the fourteenth tower was lit up.

"Thank you." Mu Wushuang bowed to the old tree and walked to the fourteenth floor.

At this time, Elder Changdong, who had been closing his eyes and resting outside the tower, suddenly opened his eyes, and the old but spirited gaze was straight to the thirteenth floor.

He suddenly smiled: "This old guy, goose off and plucking hair, likes to confiscate the baby of the trespasser the most, this time it's not bad, he even sent the natal **** leaf out, it is rare.

"Wow! It's over!"

"Look! The fourteenth floor is lit up!"

"This time it took three hours! Oh my god, it took only eight hours for that man to break through fourteen levels!"

"Only five levels left! Only five levels left!"

Everyone was talking excitedly.

At this time, there were thousands of people eliminated outside the tower, and the number on the bronze nameplate at the gate was reduced to 361.

The more difficult it is to get to the later levels, now, on average, twenty people are eliminated in a stick of incense.

"Who is that person? Which sect's disciple is it? It's too tough!"

"Mother, there are sixteen hours left. This person will definitely pass the eighteenth floor!"

"I heard that even a disciple of the Guangming God Sect took eleven hours in the shortest time. You said, is it possible for this person to break the record of a disciple of the Guangming God Sect?"

"How is this possible? The five most difficult levels within three hours? Dream!"

"I think even sixteen hours is enough, but the last five levels are **** difficult!"

Everyone's discussion is getting louder and louder.

"Let me go, take a look, we eliminated more than 40 people! My mother!"

Everyone squeezed toward the disciple who had just been eliminated and asked about the situation.

After asking, they were all eliminated on the ninth floor! Most of them are the cultivation bases of the Spirit King Realm!

"The ninth floor is terrible, it is impossible for anyone to pass!" a disciple said with lingering fear.

There was another person who was angry: "I think this kind of level is clearly awkward. The old man of Guangming God teaches that he doesn't want us to pass the level at all. It is only the ninth level. It is so difficult. Who can make it?"

"That's right, that's not a level that people can pass at all. If someone can pass the ninth level tonight, I will take off my head and kick it for you!"

The surroundings were suddenly silent.

This person thought what he said made everyone think deeply.

"Man, are you serious?" a crowd of onlookers asked.

"Of course!"

"Hahahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and someone pointed to the light on the tower to show him: "There are people who have passed thirteen levels, and are breaking through fourteen levels. Brother, hurry up and take your heads off and give us a kick! Hahaha!"

"Laughing at me hahaha!"

"Hurry up and take your head off!"

The man looked up, his face flushed red, and a disciple of the same sect as him was next to him, and quickly took him away.

"Hey……"

Someone wanted to stop him, but at this moment, thousands of people breathed in at the same time.

"hiss!"

The 15th floor of the Buddha Tower is lit up!

Is that human being? This is a monster! ! !

Off the court.

Xiao Xuanxi had fallen asleep in Wujizi's arms, even though his voice was loud, he still slept soundly, his face blushing.

Since Wujizi knew that Xiao Xuanxi had a habit of cleanliness, he was no longer sloppy. At this time, he looked at the fifteenth floor of the Buddha Tower with bright eyes and smiled from ear to ear.

He didn't even notice that a handsome man came over step by step and sat beside him.

"Your new apprentice is very powerful. He passed the fourteenth floor of the Buddha Tower so quickly."

He didn't notice a strange man sitting beside him until a voice came in his ear.

The moment he saw his looks and eyes clearly, Wuji frowned: "His Royal Highness of the Tianhu Clan, is actually also interested in the Jiuliu Zongmen competition?"

"His Royal Highness is not interested in the Jiuliu Zongmen competition, but Wushuang is an old friend of His Highness. Your Highness should care about her."

Are the princes of the Tianhu clan and his disciples old friends?

Wu Ji Zi was surprised inside.

Before he could speak, he heard the prince of the Tianhu clan continue to say: "I heard that soon after hearing that your Qingyun Sword Sect will recruit disciples, the head of Wujizi, what do you think of this highness?"