Bang!

Suddenly, these headless corpses, all over their bodies, burst out like fireworks.

Boom! Boom...... Rumble!

One after another headless corpses, the continuous explosions made the entire pagoda full of gloomy aura, as if this was the underworld.

However, Deng Jiuling had already stepped into the book of life and death at the moment of the explosion.

The dense explosion lasted for more than a minute before it stopped.

"The damn lamp, actually plotting against me like this!" Deng Jiuling was a little angry.

The explosion just now was so violent, let alone Grandmaster Dacheng. Even if the Eighth Rank Grandmaster came, he would be killed instantly.

The first layer of the pagoda is so difficult that he didn't believe it when he killed Deng Jiuling.

This shows that the Ancestor of the First Light must have moved his hands and feet, allowing Deng Jiuling to enjoy the highest level of difficulty.

"An old bald donkey, I'm afraid you wouldn't have dreamed that I am the descendant of the king of hell!"

Deng Jiuling's eyes were cold, and he began to meditate cross-legged.

Whoa!

The yin and evil qi in all directions is like flowing water, constantly swallowed by the thin of life and death.

"It's a fantasy, but the sinister aura is real, and I devour it in a soul way. It's equivalent to cultivating in the underworld!"

Deng Jiuling's eyes lit up, and he was a little excited.

Deng Jiuling is a person from the yang world, who used to devour the yin and evil qi, and can only be purified through the thin book of life and death, and the efficiency is not high.

Life and death are the treasures of the underworld, and only the soul body is in the underworld. In order to maximize the efficiency of cultivation.

What even Yideng Ancestor didn't know was that he deliberately wanted to kill Deng Jiuling, but he achieved Deng Jiuling.

Because of this special cultivation environment, Deng Jiuling was like cultivating in the underworld, and his cultivation efficiency was increased by more than ten times.

Those yin and evil qi in all directions entered the thin of life and death, and they were not purified, they were directly turned into nutrients and devoured by Deng Jiuling.

As time passed, I don't know how long it took, but I saw a boom, and Deng Jiuling woke up from meditation.

"It's just a moment of cultivation. The strength of my physical body has actually increased again?" Deng Jiuling was a little excited.

Although the intensity of this increase was not large, it made Deng Jiuling discover that the nine-story demon tower that others feared like a tiger was a great supplement for himself.

Wow!

When Deng Jiuling walked out of the life and death book, he immediately found that the illusion around him had disappeared, and his soul had returned to his physical body again.

Bang!

At the same time, the stone door leading to the second layer of the stupa on the first floor was opened.

A staircase that rotated forward appeared in front of Deng Jiuling.

"The first layer is so much replenished, and the second layer will definitely double the efficiency!" A smile of excitement curled up at the corner of his mouth, and Deng Jiuling stepped on the stairs.

At the same time, outside the stupa.

"Deng Jiuling, he went to the pagoda for five minutes, and he didn't even pass the first floor, it's really embarrassing. Mo Hu sneered.

"Young master, this kid can only talk about cannons, the first level of alchemy and the second level of drawing a sword, it's just luck. ”

"That's it, the third level of the trial is more real than kung fu, this kid is a piece of garbage, definitely not good. ”

The crowd talked and sneered.

"Sister Xiao Wu. I'm afraid. Mo Ruxue was a little scared.

"Don't be afraid, Deng Jiuling must be fine. Mo Wu's tone was pale.

"Big brother, you must come on!" Mo Fei clenched his fists, his eyes full of nervousness.

"This kid doesn't know what to do, the first layer is enough for him to die. Gently stroking the white beard, a lamp Old Ancestor sneered.

The first level of Hell difficulty. Even Mo Yu, the son of the South China Sea, was fully prepared in advance before he dared to step into it.

Deng Jiuling didn't prepare anything, and when he was suddenly detonated by the evil aura, he would naturally be tragic.

However, the next moment, a bright light. It spreads out from the first floor of the stupa and lights up the entire sky.

"Jin Mang!"

"God, this ...... Yes, the perfect place!"

In this golden ray, which was brighter than the scorching sun, everyone couldn't help but gasp and collectively fell into a petrified state.

Golden Mang. It means perfection.

The light of the Trial Tower, from low to high, is white, green, blue, orange, and gold, for a total of five colors.

Even the black-robed old man who had fallen could only urge Lan Mang.

But Deng Jiuling actually gave birth to the ultimate perfect golden mang, which ...... That's too much of an exaggeration, right?

"Even if it was the son of the South China Sea back then, it was only orange. In the crowd, there was a trembling exclamation from the children of the Mo family.

"Isn't this Deng Jiuling's talent, higher than Mo Yu?" Mo Hu's face was ugly.

"You don't have to think about it, this is just the first level, when Mo Yu Gongzi passed three levels in one go, all three levels were orange, even if this kid was golden in the first level, maybe the second level was black and failed. Yideng Ancestor said coldly.

Bang!

As soon as the words of the ancestor fell, in the second layer of the pagoda, there was a bright golden light.

This golden mang, as vast as pure yang, shook everyone's faces sluggishly, and they fell into a petrified state.

Syllable!

It's like being slapped in the face. The smile on the face of the Ancestor of the First Light was stiff, and his eyes were hideous.

Others thought that Deng Jiuling, like them, was a difficult tower.

Only the First Light Ancestor himself understood that Deng Jiuling's difficulty was the same as Mo Yu's, representing the ultimate hell difficulty.

And because Deng Jiuling didn't have any preparations in advance, he didn't have a light ancestor protector. The difficulty of breaking through is actually greater than that of Mo Yu.

But in this kind of lore situation, Deng Jiuling can actually counterattack?

I'll it!

This...... That's too much of an exaggeration, right?

"Damn, isn't this kid's talent even more powerful than that of Moyu Gongzi?" This incredible thought appeared in the heart of Yideng Old Ancestor.

Mo Yu passed the three levels in one breath back then, and it was only three levels of orange.

But Deng Jiuling had two levels of gold at once. That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

Shock!

At this moment, Mo Ruxue and Mo Wu couldn't help but open their mouths wide, and the cherry mouth was enough to stuff two big eggs.

Mo Fei was trembling with excitement, and his eyes were full of monstrous excitement.

However, Mo Hu sneered and began to pour cold water: "The first and second levels are generally difficult. The third level is the key, Deng Jiuling will never be perfect in the third level!"

"That's right, even if Deng Jiuling can pass the third level, he won't be able to shine brightly!" Yideng Old Ancestor nodded and said affirmatively.

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, on the third floor of the stupa. The golden mangs spread out all over the sky, shaking so much that everyone couldn't open their eyes.

At the same time, on the top of the nine-story demon tower, a phantom of a bronze ancient bell suddenly appeared in the void.

Knock! Knock!

In an instant, the crisp bronze bell filled the entire sky, resounding for millions of miles.

The bell rang melodiously, striking three times in one breath, and it was clearly transmitted to the three hundred and sixty islands in the Tongtian River Basin.

All the children of the Mo family who heard the bell walked out of the room one by one and looked in the direction of Seven Star Island.

Even the elders of the Mo family who were meeting on Tongtian Island were all shocked. They all walked out of the Tongtian Hall and looked at the nine-story demon tower in the distance in shock.

"The bell rang three times, which means that someone has passed the trial tower of hell difficulty with perfect results in a row without interruption!"

"In the hundred years since my Mo family entered the South China Sea, no one has ever been able to reach this point. Even Mo Yu, the son of the South China Sea, is only orange in three levels of hell in a row. ”

"Who is this person, and his talent surpasses that of Mo Yu Gongzi?"

Shock!

These top elders of the Mo family looked at each other one by one, and they all fell into great terror.

Among the many islands of the Mo family, one by one the island owners fell into a state of shock.

On the snowy mountains of Frost Island. Mo Yu was dressed in white, letting the wind blow his long hair.

Airplanes!

Mo Yu was carrying the long sword behind his back, and he was in a trembling state all the time, and the sword in the scabbard burst out with monstrous battle intent, as if he was ready to unsheath it at any time to slash the enemy.

"Childe, your Dao heart is in turmoil. "The charming voice of the beautiful woman in the red dress. Suddenly it sounded from behind.

"Yes, this son really didn't expect that this Deng Jiuling's talent is so high, but if you want to make this son upset, it's impossible. Mo Yu laughed loudly, and the tiger's eyes were full of disdain.

"Childe, I'm not talking about this, I'm saying that you have jealousy in your heart, you are unhappy that Deng Jiuling's talent is higher than yours, you are unhappy that Deng Jiuling took away your favorite ink dance!"

"My eldest sister Mo Wu is arrogant and never looks at men in the world, since she can choose Deng Jiuling, it means that this kid is indeed very strong. ”

Mo Yu's tone was flat, and he said coldly: "But even if this kid's talent is higher than that of this son, it only represents talent." ”

"Maybe Deng Jiuling is a peerless genius, but this son is a peerless powerhouse. ”

"Before geniuses rise, they are all used to be trampled, and there is a risk of falling at any time. ”

Mo Yu was indeed shocked by Deng Jiuling's talent.

But Mo Yu was only slightly shocked by Deng Jiuling, nothing more.

Mo Yugui is the son of the South China Sea, shining like the sun in the South China Sea, and he is a peerless powerhouse who has attracted much attention.

But what almost no one knows is. Before Mo Yu was seven years old, his talent was sealed by the "old master" of the Mo family, and he was almost reduced to waste.

From the age of three to seven, Mo Yu endured humiliation, endured countless white eyes, and was almost killed.

In that nightmarish childhood. Mo Yu understood one thing, and that was ...... There is no shortage of genius in this world.

In this world, what is really lacking is the innate powerhouse who can step on the country under his feet and stand in the clouds and overlook the common people.

And Mo Yu's pursuit is the innate realm!

In addition to the innate martial artists, there are only three-step martial artists who can make Mo Yu a little jealous.

But within three steps, that is a realm that Mo Yu has not even stepped into, what are you Deng Jiuling?

Therefore, no matter how talented Deng Jiuling is, Mo Yu will not be disturbed.

"Deng Jiuling, unless you are highly talented, unless you step within three steps, in the eyes of my son, you are just an ant. ”

Mo Yu stood with his hands in his hands, his tone as indifferent as a god.

……

At the same time, the third level of stupa leads to the stone gate of the fourth level. It's finally on.

"Fourth floor!"

Deng Jiuling's eyes burned and he stepped on the stairs.