The black dragon and the silver phoenix rushed towards each other, this was a fierce collision of two ancient heavenly beasts, in an instant, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, thunder and lightning flashed, and the powerful shock wave shook Zhang Mochen far away, Rao was able to resist 500,000 catties of force, and after falling to the ground, he couldn't stand up with his chest covered for a while.

Inside the tower, no matter what floor they were on, the other nine people were all trembling, and the horror in their eyes was difficult to suppress, what was the situation? Why was there such a violent fluctuation?

Outside the tower, Wei Zhong's face was extremely serious, and the high-level Yuan General's aura completely exploded, and at the same time, he shouted urgently to the other five elders: "Suppress!"

The pagoda shook violently, and it took a few minutes for the elders to slowly calm down under the full force of the elder group. Wei Zhong let out a long breath, the sweat on his forehead had condensed into droplets, and when he looked at the other five elders, the faces of the latter were all white to varying degrees.

Wei Zhong snorted lightly and ordered to continue to slowly inject the vitality into the pagoda, but the shock in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time, and after thinking about it carefully, his white eyebrows jumped violently, "Who made the phoenix so violent?...... Is that the kid?"

Qian Jiang, Qian He, Qian Youyou, and Qian Lan, these four people are the most outstanding juniors in the family, but Wei Zhong is sure that with their strength, they can't anger the phoenix at all, so since then, there is only one person left, and that is Zhang Mochen.

Qian Feihong hurried back with someone, he should have sensed something, and after exchanging glances with Wei Zhong, the latter nodded solemnly, making him take a deep breath, and then stopped leaving, his eyes locked on the fifth layer.

The storm gradually subsided, the space on the fifth floor slowly calmed down, and Zhang Mochen, who had eased up, stood up, and when he looked at it, the corners of his serious mouth finally surfaced with excitement and happiness.

The phoenix disappeared, and the silver sword turned into a body and was slanted into the ground, constantly emitting bursts of faint humming, which was sincere and admiring.

Wu Feng also retracted the appearance of the black dragon, and there was a very conspicuous sword mark on the frustrated sword, but it was still slowly flying above the silver sword, like a victor looking down on his own defeated men.

The silver sword slowly lifted the ground, intending to stick to Wu Feng, but Wu Feng didn't seem to have any interest, and flew towards Zhang Mochen with a swish. Seeing this, the silver sword let out a clear roar and followed closely with a swish.

There is no blade in his left hand, a silver sword in his right hand, Zhang Mochen stood stupidly in place, happiness came a little fast, and it made people a little speechless, where are these still two blades, with wisdom, one seems to be a cold beautiful boy, the other seems to be a persistent beautiful girl, after the fierce competition, Zhang Mochen staged a good show of beauty and hero.

Zhang Mochen smiled, "Wufeng, you have company!"

Wu Feng suddenly hummed, as if complaining, while the silver sword made a clear sound, as if he was smiling lightly.

"I'll call you Phoenix in the future!" Zhang Mochen smiled, the silver sword trembled slightly, and seemed to nod in agreement.

The phoenix is light, although it is a divine soldier, it is not suitable for Zhang Mochen, who is open and closed and offensive like thunder, so Zhang Mochen did not enter the master for the first time, but he already has a plan, and he still owes Wang Yuyan a token of love.

"You can only carry one thing out of the tower, and it seems that the rest of the time can only be used to attack the high-level generals with all your might. "Summoning Wu Feng and Phoenix into the Qiankun bag, Zhang Mochen smacked his mouth, this is only the fifth layer has encountered a divine weapon, so aren't the things in the sixth and seventh layers even rarer?

The corners of his mouth continued to wipe out a self-deprecation, Zhang Mochen laughed at himself for being a little 'insatiable', and then shook his spirits and walked towards the stairs on the sixth floor, "Yu Yan will definitely like it." Hey, hey!"

In fact, Zhang Mochen's idea was wrong, from the astonishment of Qian Feihong and Wei Zhong, I learned that the phoenix was the top existence in this martial arts hall, if it hadn't taken the initiative to give Zhang Mochen a chance to become the master, even if it climbed to the top, it would be useless.

As soon as one foot stepped up the first step, the mighty coercion swept towards Zhang Mochen with a strong wind.

"This sixth time is really extraordinary, and the pressure at the staircase is so strong. Zhang Mochen gritted his teeth and took the other foot steadily against the wind.

Bowing his head and stepping, Zhang Mochen is like a walker who carries a heavy load, although his steps are a little difficult, but his eyes are extremely resolute.

In just a few dozen steps, Zhang Mochen walked for ten minutes, and when he slowly raised his eyes with the joy that he was about to step onto the sixth floor, a shadow appeared in front of him. "Qianlan!"

At this time, Qian Lan's breasts were rising and falling violently, her already white little face was getting whiter and whiter, and the beads of sweat were sliding down rapidly, soaking her sideburns and forehead, and when there was a heavy footstep behind her, she used all her strength to lift her right foot up a step, and looked back slightly by holding on to the railing, when a delicate and stubborn face was introduced into her eyes, under the wet eyelashes, a pair of beautiful big eyes were a little complicated.

With a touch of his eyes, Zhang Mochen continued to bow his head and stride, and when he walked behind Qian Lan, he took a slight step across and then walked forward.

There was a sudden frustration in her big eyes, looking at the thin back that had already surpassed her by one position, a trace of bitterness welled up at the corner of Qian Lan's mouth, and of course, self-deprecation, however, just as she was about to give up climbing the tower, a slender hand grabbed her wrist tightly, which made her subconsciously shrink her hand back.

"There are still a few steps to reach the sixth layer, wouldn't it be a pity to give up at this time?"

Qian Lan looked at the back that did not turn around in a daze, and when a strong pull came from her wrist, she pursed her lips, and finally gave up the mustard that was in contact with her skin, and stepped out.

After five steps later, Qian Lan finally stepped on the sixth floor, and the pressure of the storm and waves suddenly surged, but fortunately, Zhang Mochen blocked most of the impact for her.

There was also a shadow near the staircase, sitting cross-legged at this time, when he saw Zhang Mochen and Qian Lan holding hands and walking up the steps, the dignified eyes that were pressed by the space vitality were slightly stunned at first, and then a touch of joy poured out.

Zhang Mochen also saw Qian Youyou's gaze, and then pulled Qian Lan over.

"Okay?" Zhang Mochen asked with concern, Qian Youyou is just a high-level Yuan Master, and being able to step into the sixth layer on her own is enough to prove her good tenacity, and after seeing the latter's nod of difficulty, she looked back at Qian Lan, whose face became more and more ugly, "You two are cultivating at the top of the stairs, if you can't hold on, you might as well go downstairs as soon as possible." ”

Qian Lan shook her head slightly, as if she didn't even have the strength to nod, and then sat down next to Qian Youyou with Zhang Mochen's support.

In this regard, Qian Youyou didn't mind at all, on the contrary, he moved his position and completely blocked Qian Lan from the downwind.

"Sister!" Qian Lan was grateful with tears, and felt even more guilty in her heart.

Qian Youyou took Qian Lan's hand and smiled slightly.

"Did you see the two of them?" After settling Qian Lan, Zhang Mochen breathed a sigh of relief and then asked.

"They're on the seventh floor!" Qian replied solemnly.

Nodding, Zhang Mochen was a little surprised, Qian Jiang was expected, but he didn't expect that Qian He, a junior general, also went to the seventh layer.

"Take care!" Zhang Mochen commanded, dividing his vitality and pulling out a circle of enchantment, but the mighty Gangfeng immediately pushed him several steps away.

"Leave us alone!" the two girls exclaimed in unison.

Zhang Mochen stabilized his center of gravity and smiled slightly, but still finished arranging the enchantment, and then his brows sank, bent over, against the wind, step by step, and walked towards the stairs on the seventh floor.