With the words of the ancestor of a lamp, this time it was Master Xinghuo, who walked towards the pagoda with a solemn face.

"Taoist friends Buddhism is profound, remember that the sea of suffering is boundless, and you should not be attached to everything. ”

It seems that because they are all Buddhist cultivators, the ancestor of Yideng has a good impression of Master Xinghuo, and bows slightly.

"Yes, Senpai. Master Xinghuo bowed respectfully and stepped into the stupa.

Soon, among the pagodas on the first three floors, green light was lit up in turn, and the green ones were very beautiful.

White simply means passing. Green is a symbol of excellence, which means that the cultivation of the Star Fire Master is obviously much stronger than that of the Fire Master.

However, not long after stepping into the fourth floor of the pagoda, a black light instantly filled the air.

Black, for failure!

Wow!

The next moment, the streamer flashed, and the embarrassed appearance of the Starfire Master appeared in front of everyone.

"Seniors, poor monks don't have enough Dharma, ashamed. Master Starfire was a little ashamed.

"It's good that you're on the fourth floor and not hurt, next one. "An old voice of the ancestor. Resounded throughout the audience again.

Next, six or seven more trialists walked towards the stupa one by one.

But these people, without exception, all failed in the fourth layer.

Time passed like water, and two hours passed quickly.

Now. Except for Deng Jiuling, only one black-robed old man did not participate.

"Big brother Hei, I'm tired. Mo Hu said with his fists clenched.

"The old man is also an eight-rank grandmaster, and this time he will definitely not disappoint you, Young Master Tiger. The black-robed old man said proudly.

Among the trialists just now, there were actually eighth-rank grandmasters, but they all failed to break through the fourth layer.

But the old man in the black robe is from the Western Regions, he is a horizontal training grandmaster, and he is the peak of the eighth grade, which is very powerful.

This person can be designated by the Mo family to Mohu, which is naturally not trivial.

In front of everyone's eyes, the black-robed old man strode towards the trial tower.

"Friends of the underworld. I wish you success!"

Even the one-lamp ancestor who had been looking at the dead fish face of the group of heroes couldn't help but smile a little more in his eyes when he looked at the black-robed old man.

Even the ancestor of the lamp affirmed the old man in the black robe, and the heroes all sank in their hearts, understanding that today's champion must be the old man in the black robe.

"Mo Fei, in front of this young master, you will always be a scum!" Mo Hu triumphantly raised his middle finger.

"My eldest brother will definitely win the championship, who can have the last laugh, that's not necessarily!" Mo Fei retorted unceremoniously.

In front of everyone's eyes, the black-robed old man stepped into the trial tower.

After a stick of incense, in the first three layers of the pagoda, all the blue light was bright, which made everyone's eyes a little distracted.

"Blue light, this is the realm of perfection!"

"It's too strong!"

"The champion of the third level of the Battle of Inheritance must be Master Mohu!"

The heroes shook and were all amazed.

Seeing that the black-robed old man was so powerful, Mo Hu couldn't help but smile and be proud.

However, in the next moment, a brilliant red light lit up the fourth layer of the pagoda.

Bang!

This scene was shocked.

Red, representing death!

The black-robed old man was among the heroes. The comprehensive strength is the highest, and he actually died tragically in the fourth-floor stupa?

Hiss!

The heroes who watched this scene shook and couldn't help but gasp.

"Next, Deng Jiuling. The indifferent voice of the ancestor resounded through the sky in an instant.

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the heroes. Like a tide, Qi brushed and looked at Deng Jiuling.

The collapse of the eight masters in a row, as well as the tragic death of the black-robed ancestor, made everyone's hearts secretly pinch a cold sweat for Deng Jiuling.

"Brother Deng, my little sister lives and dies with you. If you die, I will not live alone. Mo Ruxue smiled miserably.

"Deng Jiuling, I don't allow you to die, I want to die with me, you with you!" Mo Wu was also pretty and her face was pale, and her delicate body trembled.

"Big brother, or we give up. It's a big deal for me to give up the inheritance sequence and leave the Mo family. Mo Fei said excitedly.

"Ruxue, Mo Wu, Ah Fei, you can rest assured, I will definitely win. ”

Deng Jiuling laughed loudly, his eyes were full of contempt and pride: "Just for the two beautiful wives and a good brother who are timid, I, Deng Jiuling, will also succeed!"

After speaking, Deng Jiuling didn't say anything more, carried the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, and walked all the way to the trial tower.

Everywhere they went, everyone shook their heads, looking at Deng Jiuling's eyes, full of pity and ridicule.

When Deng Jiuling passed in front of Yideng Ancestor, Yideng Ancestor suddenly spoke:

"Deng Jiuling, you have a good talent, if you are willing to kneel and surrender, you will be a dog for my Mo family. The old man can accept you as a disciple and persuade Moyu Gongzi to let you go. ”

Bang!

As soon as these words came out, the heroes shook.

Even those Mo disciples are incredible.

Among the three hundred and sixty ancestors of the Mo family, the ancestor of Yideng may not be the strongest ancestor, but he is the top three ancestors.

Even Mo Yu, the son of the South China Sea. You can scold the white-eyed ancestor like a dog, but he still respects the ancestor of the lamp.

And more importantly, Yideng Ancestor is the ancestor of the Mo family, and his seniority is very high.

If the First Lamp Ancestor really wants to accept Deng Jiuling as a disciple, then Mo Hu's internal inheritance qualifications will encounter a challenge from Mo Fei!

If Deng Jiuling really became a disciple of the First Light Ancestor. Then all the crises encountered by Deng Jiuling will be solved.

Even with the help of Yideng Ancestor, Deng Jiuling married Mo Wu and became the head of the Mo family, which is also possible.

This abrupt change in painting style made Mo Hu's face pale. Looking at Deng Jiuling's eyes, he was full of resentment and resentment.

Such an earth-shattering temptation, as long as it is a normal man, he will know how to choose.

However, in the face of the scorching gaze of the Ancestor, Deng Jiuling laughed loudly and said proudly: "I, Deng Jiuling, would rather stand and ask for food. And definitely don't kneel to be a dog!"

After speaking, Deng Jiuling no longer paid attention to the Ancestor of the First Lantern and proudly stepped into the trial tower.

Bang!

The next moment, the stone gate closed, and Deng Jiuling's figure disappeared.

"What an arrogant little doll, since you are obsessed, the old man will not let you leave this tower alive!"

A lamp of the old ancestor's eyes was hideous, and a true qi turned into a strong wind, and instantly fell on the stone tablet with the word "Demon Tower" written on it.

Click!

What no one noticed was that the location of the nine-story demon tower had changed its angle in an instant.

What I didn't know was the difficulty of the trial tower. In fact, there are many levels.

The first difficulty is Normal!

The second difficulty is the hard difficulty!

The second difficulty is Hell difficulty!

Ordinary Mo disciples only need to pass the ordinary difficulty to obtain resources. Enjoy the benefits.

And the trialists from the outside world, as well as these foreign aides today, are enjoying the difficulty of difficulty.

As for Mo Yu, the son of the South China Sea, he challenged the difficulty of hell.

When he was twenty years old, the reason why Mo Yu was able to become a grandmaster was because he challenged the difficulty of hell.

Hell difficulty for Mo Yu. It's an opportunity and a challenge, and for others it's a hellish nightmare!

"You kid is only nineteen years old, even if Tianfang is the same as Mo Yu, it is impossible to break through the fourth layer!" caressing the white beard, Yideng Ancestor sneered.

When Mo Yu was nineteen years old, he could only break through the third layer of Hell difficulty. Finally, the fourth layer was defeated.

Even if Mo Yu is a twenty-year-old grandmaster, he still can't break through the fourth layer of hell difficulty.

Moreover, when Mo Yu broke through, the Ancestor of the First Light was the protector of the whole field, as soon as he saw that the situation was wrong, he would immediately stop the mechanism, so that Mo Yu could teleport and escape.

Yideng Old Ancestor originally felt that Deng Jiuling had a good talent and was an extremely rare talent, so he moved his heart to accept apprentices.

Unexpectedly, Deng Jiuling didn't know what to do, he was ashamed to speak, and he didn't give any face, so that Yideng Ancestor was embarrassed in front of the heroes.

Annoyed, Yideng Ancestor naturally moved with murderous intentions, and secretly modified the difficulty of the trial, intending to kill Deng Jiuling with the help of the trial tower.

The ancestor of a lamp is kind, but this kindness is only very good to the Mo family and friends.

For potential enemies, the Ancestor of One Light has always been decisive in killing and will not leave any trouble.

Chop the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows!

Deng Jiuling is a peerless genius who has a chance to step into the pinnacle, if he doesn't get rid of him now while he is not strong, then when Deng Jiuling becomes strong in the future, it will be very troublesome to get rid of Deng Jiuling.

This is the plan of the ancestor of the first lamp!

At this moment, Deng Jiuling, who didn't know everything, was standing in the pagoda in a daze.

on the walls of the stupa. A portrait of King Jizo appeared.

On the left side of the portrait, it is written: "Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha." ”

On the right side of the portrait, it is written: "The king of Hades is above, and the little monk worships clothes." ”

The horizontal batch reads: "Protector of the Underworld." ”

"Could it be that the King of Jizo is the person of the King of Hades?" Deng Jiuling was a little incredulous.

Wow!

Between contemplations, the sky is full of dark winds.

The ground cracked. Headless corpses rose from cracks in the ground.

It's not an illusion!

Through his eyes, Deng Jiuling was stunned to find that these were real scenes!

"What a weird pagoda!" Holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand, Deng Jiuling had a serious face.

"Slash!"

Tear and pull!

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and Deng Jiuling's monstrous sword technique instantly lights up the pagoda.

However, after the sword, these headless corpses still jumped forward without any effect, and rushed towards Deng Jiuling fiercely.

"I understand, the Zeng world I am in is not real, but the world of spiritual power virtualization!"

Deng Jiuling's pupils shrank, and he finally understood what was going on.

All this in front of me is actually an illusion.

But unlike the illusion encountered by Deng Jiuling in the past, it is in this illusion that Deng Jiuling is also virtual.

Because everybody is virtual. So everybody is real, too.

In other words, Deng Jiuling's soul has now been separated from his physical body, and his soul has entered the illusionary realm.

If Deng Jiuling dies in the illusion, his soul will also die, and his body will soon wither and turn into a corpse.

Even if Deng Jiuling didn't die, if he couldn't leave the illusion, he would still turn into a living dead.

"Yideng this old thief, he is definitely in the trial, which has increased the difficulty!"

Deng Jiuling was not a fool, he guessed the truth in an instant.

Even Deng Jiuling picked up the trial token and looked at it, and found that he couldn't crush it, and he couldn't teleport it at all.

"Such a vicious old horseman, he even cut off my escape route!" Deng Jiuling looked furious.

Truly!

In the midst of contemplation, those headless corpses had already surrounded Deng Jiuling and began to launch a thunderous attack.