"Let's go!"

Before the words fell, the gate of the tower made of huge stones burst open, and the monks who were waiting for the opportunity to move rushed over like hungry tigers eager to find food, and several people met each other before they entered the tower gate.

As for the struggle of the cultivators, the disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect neither advocated nor stopped it, and completely stood by and watched.

The monks rushed in, and the huge stone gate suddenly seemed narrow and cramped, and those with lower cultivation were squeezed to the back, scolding and scolding to express their grievances in their hearts.

Jiang Luo and Chu Yunyan were not in a hurry, and only after everything had gone in did they float into the tower, not because they were not interested in the inheritance of the ancient tower, but because they knew the rules of the game.

When thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge, you'd better not fight or grab, watch from the sidelines, and wait for the masters to lose both before shooting, and the chance of success is relatively large.

After they entered, there were only eight white-clothed disciples left outside the ancient pagoda, as well as Xue Ning and the three.

The eight people looked at the stranger opposite boredly, with more contempt in their eyes than curiosity, only as if the three of them were snake gall rats, they felt bored after looking at it for a while, and looked away.

"Boom ......"

The stone gate was closed, temporarily cutting off the connection between the inside and outside of the ancient tower, and Xue Ning and the others became more and more bottomless and uneasy.

The first layer of the ancient tower is piled with countless spirit stones and spirit coins, the second layer of the ancient tower is full of high-grade magic weapons and elixirs, and the third layer is composed of several dreamlike pictures of the spring palace of beautiful women.

After some monks saw the spirit stone spirit coin, they couldn't walk and desperately put it into the storage space, intending to make a small fortune.

However, these things were forbidden to fly away as soon as they were touched, and the monks had to chase them around, completely forgetting that the original intention of entering the ancient pagoda was to obtain Tian Wuji's inheritance.

A monk with a slightly higher cultivation can't look down on a layer of small wealth at all, but he can't resist the temptation of the elixir and the spirit sword, and he usually spends tens of thousands of silver, but he may not be able to find a high-grade elixir, there are so many in front of him, who can not be tempted?

"Sonorous!"

When the crystal jade spirit sword reached the monk's hand, he didn't listen to the call, and suddenly turned the sword around and plunged it into the monk's heart.

And the monk who swallowed the elixir was not spared, and died of exhaustion after a few seconds.

In an instant, the ancient tower was full of corpses, and it was a mess.

Only fifty monks resisted the temptation of the first or second floors, but when they saw the picture of the spring palace, they were lustful, their Adam's apple was sensational, and they couldn't help but start to untie their clothes.

Jiang Luo sighed, the color is a bone-scraping steel knife, why can't they see through it?

Half an hour later, including Jiang Luo and Chu Yunyan, only twenty-three monks saw through the appearance of temptation and flew up unswervingly.

Unlike the victims below, these monks are very clear-headed, and automatically stagger a distance to prevent sudden plots and other people's thoughts.

Finally, when they reached the fourteenth floor, the seven monks roared, and their bodies burst into flames, and they could not help themselves to plant them.

If you look closely, the source of the fire is a permanent lamp inserted in the groove, and the jumping flames seem to be able to swallow the entire city.

There is no doubt that the seven unlucky ones were born with a fear of fire and fell victim to it. However, when they jumped to the bottom, the flames were extinguished, and their lives were not in danger, but they lost the confidence and courage to compete.

At this point, there were only sixteen competitors left, Chu Yunyan held Jiang Luo's hand, and a trace of sweat appeared in his soft palm.

Jiang Luo didn't shake it off, and said with a smile: "Sister Yun, don't worry, I have everything with me." ”

"Thank you", Chu Yunyan smiled smartly, pretending to be relaxed.

On the recess of the fifteenth floor of the wall, there is an ice lotus, which is brilliant and fragrant, and the cold air emitted is no less than that of a thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain.

Soon, the nine monks shivered from the cold, and one accidentally fell to the bottom of the tower.

At this time, there are only seven people left, and everyone has a thousand pounds of burden in their hearts.

A gorgeously dressed male cultivator slowed down, his eyes flickered, his right arm flickered, and he sacrificed two spirit swords.

He has estimated for a long time that if he starts in this position, he can definitely kill two competitors, and at this critical juncture, one less opponent will have one more chance of winning.

With a sweep of his gaze, he set his eyes on Jiang Luo and Chu Yunyan, the other few people are all masters with the support of major sects, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps, only these two people look like rookies.

"Whew!"

Two spirit swords burst out of the wind and pierced the back of the two people's heads, like bamboos, and it was difficult to resist.

Jiang Luo had already noticed it, clenched Chu Yunyan's small hand, and suddenly retreated backwards to see the spirit sword that was coming from the roar.

In a flash, the spirit sword shot towards the two male cultivators, who were moved by the wind and looked at the young man in fancy clothes with anger.

"I ...... It's not intentional, I want to kill that pair of dog men and women", the young man in Chinese clothes had an idea, stretched out his hand and pointed at Jiang Luo, "This kid seduces my sweetheart, this girl is even worse, betrays his hue, and seduces my old man." ”

When Chu Yunyan heard this, he was furious, and said: "Miscellaneous, you can kill people openly and brightly, why do you want to engage in these deeds and give us An trumped-up charges?"

Of course, the two male cultivators didn't believe this nonsense, raised their eyebrows, and shouted: "Zhu Shengkai, if you are tired of squeaking, our brothers will fulfill you and don't do anything behind your back." ”

After the two finished speaking, they ignored him and continued to fly upward.

Chu Yunyan wanted to fight to the death with Zhu Shengkai, but Jiang Luo held down his shoulder, "Sister Yun, it's not worth delaying the business for this kind of mental retardation, let's continue to fly up, maybe we can be selected." ”

"Okay", Chu Yunyan nodded, gathered his energy, and followed Jiang Luo straight up.

The young man in a fancy costume with a bad stomach didn't dare to make a rash move, judging from Jiang Luo's reaction just now, he was not a person to be messed with, he could only hold his breath and follow behind everyone.

Finally, they reached the top floor of the ancient tower, which was the eighteenth floor.

Looking at it, the eighteenth floor was empty, there was nothing, and all the cultivators were a little disappointed.

A bearded monk couldn't hold his breath and questioned, "Could it be that the Mixed Yuan Sect has set up a game to trick us? There is no ancient pagoda inheritance at all?"

"No way, people are decent, there is no need to do such a degrading thing," one monk retorted.

"Don't pretend to be confused, aren't there many things lacking in morality that famous and decent people have done these days?"

Several monks quarreled with each other.

"Hahaha, everyone, don't quarrel", the old voice sounded, and it was not difficult for sharp-eyed people to notice that an old man in fluttering clothes jumped out of the elixir, rising rapidly like a meteor, and reached the top floor in an instant.

The old man was actually just a phantom, but it was condensed like substance, and from a distance it was not much different from the entity.

Jiang Luo blurted out, "You are Tian Wuji?"

"That's right, the old man is Tian Wuji", the old man's gaze swept over everyone, and he unexpectedly glanced at Zhu Shengkai more.

"The descendants of the Suzaku clan are really worthy of their name", the old man did not hesitate to praise him.

Zhu Shengkai was proud, "Thank you for the compliment." ”