Chapter 594: Battle of Honor on the Eightieth Floor

Outside the Immortal Spirit Pagoda, thousands of students also sighed when they saw Tang Ximen's defeat.

"I thought Senior Brother Tang would be able to lie down a few more layers."

"This brother, you have gone too far. Senior Brother Tang has worked very hard, and those things are not under his control! I think the hard-working Brother Tang is so majestic! ”

"I feel the same way, I feel the same way, I think that people who work so hard like him may be half-step gods next year, and they can rush to the campus Hall of Fame!"

The students were still discussing, and at this time Tang Ximen had woken up leisurely.

His body still has the tingling feeling of being pierced by thunder, and there is even a feeling of facing death remaining in his body. I have to say that the battle simulation of the Fairy Spirit Tower is very powerful, which can maximize the combat ability of the trialist, and he has learned a lot in that extreme battle.

It's a pity that he began to retreat so early.

Tang Ximen set his eyes on An Lin and the others, and on the water curtain screen, how gorgeous and brilliant their battle was, which made people yearn for it.

An Lin and the others passed the test, and before they knew it, they had reached the eightieth layer.

Zuo Qiubing unfortunately lost on the 77th floor, and he made a decision in his heart that he must break through the 80th floor and enter the campus Hall of Fame before graduation.

Now, An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, Xuanyuan Cheng, Su Qianyun, and Liu Qianhuan have come to the eightieth floor.

This floor is the watershed of the Fairy Spirit Tower.

Success, then fame, power, and all kinds of wealth, are there.

If you fail, you can only get some elixirs and spirit stones, and then leave the field gloomily.

"The strength of this eightieth layer battle god is probably the peak of the middle stage of returning to the void, not only can it use all kinds of high-level spells, but even their Dao can be presented, the strength is very strong, don't be careless." As soon as he came to the eightieth floor, Liu Qianhuan couldn't wait to introduce him.

Su Qianyun and the others' expressions became solemn, in fact, the first few layers of them who were half-step gods, they already felt struggling, and the Zuoqiu soldiers were also half-step gods, but they were defeated on the seventy-seventh floor. Now the eightieth floor is obviously another watershed, and it seems that it will be a bitter battle.

Bang!

Suddenly, five figures with vast breaths condensed in the void.

The battle divine thoughts of the peak immortals in the middle stage of returning to the void, each of them was shrouded in some kind of divine light, like a god descending to the earthly world, noble and powerful, and terrifyingly powerful.

An Lin could even feel that aura of pride in them.

The five Heavenly Immortals who had condensed their battle divine thoughts began to rush towards An Lin and the others.

An Lin's opponent was a woman dancing with a red silk thread, and as soon as she pounced, she released dozens of colored silk and wound towards An Lin.

The red color silk is all-encompassing, and there is earth, wind, water and fire in it, or murderous, or condensed besieged.

For a moment, An Lin felt that he was wrapped in a seamless killing array, and he was completely at a loss to deal with it.

But he soon realized that these were just illusions, and as long as the strength was enough, nothing could not be broken.

He looked at the overwhelming red-colored aya, a golden lotus appeared on his forehead, and the golden light of his fist lingered, containing the power of the earth, and he slammed forward.

The terrifying power of the golden fist tore the red aya into pieces.

The woman was shocked, dancing and wrapping around her body with colorful silk crossed and wrapped in front of her.

Bang!

The golden light fell in front of the woman and exploded.

In a scattered red shard, the woman's figure quickly regressed.

"Huh, you blocked it? That's what's interesting......" An Lin's eyes lit up.

The previous opponent was too unchallenging for him, and it was basically a second kill.

This one opponent is very strong, and he can probably warm up once.

The woman's slender arms waved, and when her graceful figure turned, a series of red-colored silk suddenly rose to the sky, spiraling and winding in the void, forming sharp spiral spears.

At this moment, a terrifying murderous aura filled the entire space, like a death declaration.

Bloody Killing Spear!

One by one, the spears were shrouded in red qi, tearing through the space, and stabbing at An Lin with the power of shattering everything.

Divine Identification! An Lin's eyes suddenly turned snow-white, and the speed of all the spears slowed down.

In fact, it didn't slow down, but his divine soul was highly concentrated, so the movement of all foreign objects was extremely clear, and the trajectory of the spear and the flaws in the attack were undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

An Lin's body moved like a ghost, and red spears roared on the ground, but they couldn't stab his body.

An Lin took advantage of the dodge and quickly approached the woman.

Seeing this, the immortal's face changed, and he was about to cast a spell to defend himself.

At this time, An Lin's fingertips were already flashing with thunder, slightly hooked.

Pulling thunder, increasing thunder!

Not only did he induce the Golden Void Thunder of the Returning Void level, but he also used the increase of the Thunder Enhancement Technique, and the thick golden thunder and lightning exploded from the void, instantly slashing the woman's head.

Bang!

The terrifying thunder and lightning energy exploded, and the devastating thunder energy flowed through the woman's delicate body, causing her body to tremble and show signs of collapse.

At this time, An Lin had already rushed in front of her, and the golden light fist fell.

The earth-shattering roar, accompanied by the shattering of the woman's body, the battle finally came to an end.

He turned his gaze to the others and found himself the quickest to solve the battle.

Xu Xiaolan held the long sword condensed by the Vermilion Bird Saint Flame, and drew a series of gorgeous and stunning sword slashes, and soon slashed the hostile sword immortal under the sword, and the second one passed the trial.

Followed by Senior Sister Liu, she still didn't use her sword at the moment, but brandished her six-feather staff, unleashing powerful and changeable spells, which caught the enemy off guard, was injured again and again, and was finally bombarded by the golden flash and died.

Senior Sister Liu hit the eighty-seventh floor last year, and An Lin has nothing to worry about her.

He turned his gaze to Su Qianyun and Xuanyuan Cheng.

Both of them have only been promoted to half-step gods for a long time, no matter how good their talent is, no matter how strong their bloodline is, they can't go anywhere against the sky. So it's not easy for them to win this battle.

Su Qianyun's situation is better than Brother Cheng's, her body is extremely smart, like a moon rabbit in the palace, constantly jumping on the ground to move her position. The jet-black hair danced like a waterfall, and the white and delicate little hands drew a line of pure white moonlight, slashing towards the enemy.

Her enemy is a sword cultivator, and his attack method is domineering, and every blow has the potential to open mountains and crack the ground, but unfortunately, her body technique is not as fast as Su Qianyun's, so depending on the situation, she should be consumed to death by Su Qianyun sooner or later.

Seeing this, An Lin breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze to Xuanyuan Cheng.

As a result, as soon as he saw Brother Cheng, his face changed slightly.

Because, he saw that Brother Cheng had fallen behind.

Brother Cheng's opponent is a strong man who has cultivated his physical body to the extreme, and his speed and strength are extremely terrifying, constantly bombarding Brother Cheng without giving him any respite.

Brother Cheng switched from offense to non-stop defense, and just when he was about to reach the limit, a cold glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.