"Eyes?" Lan Yao's figure is embedded in this hazy fog, and his appearance is still light and elegant.

"That's right, it's about the eyes." Suddenly, a piece of jade in front of Lan Yao moved, and it jumped up from the quaint shelf with a thud, and its whole body was full of gray breath.

"yes, eyes." Another voice sounded, and the stone statue beside her side moved, the stone statue was heavy and heavy as a thousand gold, and every step left a deep imprint on the floor.

Immediately afterwards, the books in front of her, the lampstand, the clothes behind her, calligraphy and paintings, and everything that could be incorporated into the eyes all moved as if they were alive.

"Leng Hui." Lan Yao had been forced into a small corner, she had to summon Leng Hui, looking at these objects staring at her, she frowned. These objects, even if they can be turned into spirits alone, are not afraid, but these thousands of objects really make her fearful.

A startled cry Leng Hui jumped out of Lan Yao's body, every feather of it was shiny, and its small and sharp beak was filled with flames, looking vigilantly at the various objects in front of it.

"Spitfire." Lan Yao gave the order without hesitation, and with her order, the huge flames rushed straight to the top of the tower, and the loud phoenix roared endlessly. The brilliant three-flavor true fire pierced through the fog and illuminated the entire seventh layer, and Lan Yao finally couldn't stop being surprised.

The seventh layer is truly boundless, and there is no end in sight. And in the same way, the countless treasures that Lan Yao had seen before seemed to her were just the tip of the iceberg of this huge treasure.

Even if Leng Hui constantly spewed out flames to destroy the treasures that attacked her, but the treasures still attacked in an endless stream, Leng Hui destroyed one and then came three, Lan Yao took out the ice glass ribbon and joined this tough battle.

If Leng Hui alone alone, it would be exhausted and die sooner or later, this is a war of attrition, even if these treasures do not have large-scale lethality, but with the sheer number of them, Lan Yao and Leng Hui will be exhausted.

"What to do? Master. Leng Hui spewed flames as she stared at the woman fighting below.

Her demeanor is outstanding with the momentum of a king, the ice glass ribbon is like an ice blade, her hands are up and down, and objects are torn apart, she seems to be an emotionless killer, swinging her claws to destroy the enemy in front of her.

"Leng Hui, you are in the sky to investigate, there must be a mechanism here that controls all objects, go and help me investigate." Lan Yao was only slaughtering at the moment, and she was overwhelmed by the treasures that poured in from all directions in front of her, and she couldn't spare extra energy to investigate the situation.

"Okay." Leng Hui gradually slowed down the speed of the flames, its body constantly hovering in the air, flying in this boundless seventh layer, she had to hurry, the more time she had, the more danger her master had.

No, why not!

Why is there no end, and there is no mechanism to be found!

As time passed, Leng Hui felt that the three flavors of true fire in her body were about to be consumed, but she still couldn't find anything suspicious.

It flew around and wanted to return to Lan Yao's side to report the situation.

But I saw the owner who was calm and calm on weekdays, covered in blood, and those treasures that were as many as cow's hair were tireless, not afraid of life and death attacks.

The blood flowers that bloomed on Lan Yao's white robe were as gorgeous as the colorful glow on the horizon.

"Master, Seventy-Two Monarchs! Summoning the Seventy-Two Monarchs! Leng Hui suddenly remembered the seventy-two picture scrolls that the master had subdued, and reminded him repeatedly.

"Seventy-two kings obey the order and meet the enemy with me." Lan Yao, who was only thinking about fighting, hurriedly summoned the remaining seventy-two monarchs after Leng Hui said this.

In an instant, the battle situation improved, and the beautiful men were holding their own weapons, each with their own strengths to deal with the dead thing in front of them. Leng Hui breathed a sigh of relief, so that she had more time to find things.

"Master, I'm 'ugly'." The man who was almost burned by Leng Hui that day suddenly approached Lan Yao, he still seemed to be smiling, the corners of his mouth were sneering, his eyes were countless stars twinkling, and the shallow appearance of the pear nest was shining.

"What, want to come to me for a theory?" Lan Yao struggled to deal with these treasures, and the spiritual power on her body was almost overdrawn, and she breathed a sigh of relief under the cover of the other seventy-two monarchs around her.

"It's not." Hate helped Lan Yao block most of the attacks, and he could see that Lan Gongzi didn't have much spiritual power anymore, and if she continued like this, she would inevitably be exhausted by these debris, and finally had to be forced out of the pagoda.

"What does that mean?" Lan Yao's eyes were crooked, and the beads of sweat on his face slid down, and they burst on the ground with a click.

"I have a keen sense." After hating it, he began to demonstrate his ability in front of Lan Yao.

"Can you sense where the switch is that controls all this?" Lan Yao was surprised, this is the boundless seventh layer, even the ancient divine beast Leng Hui has been looking for an hour, and he has not been able to come back to recover his life, how can this picture scroll have this ability?

Lan Yao moved his hand joints, and waved the ice glass ribbon with a flick of his fingers, at this moment he could only believe in him, create a pure land for him to calm his mind, Lan Yao protected his hatred by his side, and began to launch a new round of attacks.

Hate closed her eyes with reassurance, and suddenly a gust of wind blew around him, the wind floated this unruly face, stirring her red hair, she couldn't help but admire.

But then, the breeze turned into a violent wind, setting off wave after wave of hurricanes, and the wind was so strong that it swept away countless treasures in the posture of sweeping thousands of troops, and seemed to be reluctant to entangle with these dead things in the air.

Lan Yao's body was forced to withdraw from the surrounding area of hatred, and she was afraid that she would be swept into a hurricane in the next second. And now that Hate is firmly wrapped in the center of the hurricane, she can't be hurt at all, and she is not so worried.

"Lan Gongzi, I found it!"

Hate the cold voice with a hint of joy.

Lan Yao looked over and saw that the hurricane around him had dissipated, and those objects that had been blown into the air by the hurricane before were shattered and shattered, and they couldn't see their original shape.

"Where?" Lan Yao flew a few times, and his body flew to the side of hate.

"On you." The depths of hatred in the eyes that cannot be dissolved, like black roses blooming in the dark night, the petals slowly blooming.

"On me?" Lan Yao breathed a breath, and a cold chill penetrated into her bones.

"Lan Gongzi, didn't you notice that all the objects were attacking with you as the center? Where you are, where the objects gather the most, the only way to break free is to leave the seventh level. "I hate wearing a purple silk robe, which makes his face even better-looking.

"No, if I don't solve all this, I won't be able to enter the eighth layer at all." Lan Yao shook her head slightly, and sighed in her heart, she hadn't seen the appearance of the eighth layer yet, how could she stop here.

What to do?

There was silence in Lan Yao's gloomy eyes, this is the seventh layer, whoever comes, who is the switch to start all this.

So what about her leaving?

Does it mean that everything is calm?

Lan Yao has always had a bold conjecture, since the Na ring can swallow all things, is it the same as a living body?

The corners of her mouth hooked up into a leisurely smile, and her white fingertips grabbed the hateful hand, and the ring was unexpectedly put on his hand.

"Lan Gongzi ······" With the appearance of hating and stopping, he didn't know why Lan Gongzi suddenly looked so confident.

"If you come up the stairs in a while, go up and you'll be left to yourself." As soon as Lan Yao's words fell, the whole person disappeared in front of hate, hating to open those beautiful eyes, he couldn't believe why a living person disappeared in front of him.

It really can!

Lan Yao, who fell into the ring, looked at the world in front of him.

It was like a small world in the ring, with mountains and rivers, and all kinds of jewels she had thrown in, silk and satin, and the Ferrari. Lan Yao stepped into the car and comfortably touched the comfortable leather chair, which was really comfortable.

However, she didn't be happy for long, and immediately meditated into a new round of recuperation, just now she had consumed most of her spiritual power, if she entered the eighth layer, I am afraid that there are more situations waiting for her, she must recover her physical strength as soon as possible, although she has just advanced to the merger, she has not had time to refine this part of the spiritual power.

"Where's the master!" Leng Hui suddenly found that the object that was originally attacking frantically suddenly returned to its original position and returned to its original state, and she thought that the master had found a solution, and immediately flew back to the location where Lan Yao was just now, but found that there was no shadow of her here at all! Only the picture scroll that was almost ruined by her.

"Lan Gongzi she ······"

"You have a rebellious heart, and you quickly hand over my master!" Leng Hui stared at his face to interrupt his hatred, as if if he dared to do anything to Lan Yao, he didn't need to live.

"Lan Gongzi should be here." Hate raised his finger and pointed to the glittering ring on his fingertips, according to his guess, the master deliberately hid the whole person in order to break the rules of the seventh layer.

When Leng Hui heard this, she immediately made contact with Lan Yao's divine sense, but she didn't see a response from her master.

"You lied to me!" Leng Hui had a fireball in her mouth, and was about to devour her hatred, when suddenly the floor clicked, and a ladder made of stone appeared! It is connected to the eighth layer.

Leng Hui has followed Lan Yao for many years, and as far as the current situation is concerned, Hate really didn't lie.

She swallowed the fireball, she watched Hate calmly step on the stone stairs, step by step, slowly and elegantly, he carefully guarded the ring of his fingertips, as if it was the treasure of the world, Leng Hui followed without hesitation.

Hua Baisui and Ji Xuansheng, who had already made it their habit to eat snacks in front of the pagoda as their usual habit, suddenly saw the eighth floor of the pagoda lit up, and hurriedly got up from the comfortable soft collapse, and exchanged looks between the two of them.

But in just two months, Lan Yao actually reached the top of the tower!