In the ancient city of Wild Sand, where day and night are reversed, in the deepest part of the inner city, the fog gradually disappears, and the phantom drifts away, leaving only a towering bluestone minaret, which cannot be seen from the top. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The flow of people like a tide quickly approached the entrance of the ancient tower, and some cultivators had the idea of rushing into the upper floors through the windows from the beginning, and as soon as they flew up, they crashed into the closed windows in the air outside the ancient tower.

Suddenly, such opportunists all hit their heads and broke their blood, screaming and screaming.

Lu Zheng, who was running a little behind, stopped his feet in time in mid-air, turned around, obediently landed, and stepped in from the entrance of the first floor of the ancient tower.

Outside the ancient tower is a sea of people, but inside the ancient tower is a vast space and sparsely populated.

The group of cultivators who entered from the entrance of the ancient pagoda didn't know where they were all scattered, and for a while, Lu Zheng looked at it, and there were only a dozen cultivators around.

Obviously, the space inside the ancient tower is strange, and the space at the bottom of Rao is also so unpredictable.

Suddenly, a figure quickly approached Lu Zheng from the side.

"Bang. ”

With the muffled sound of wiping the eardrums, the flowing fire sword in Lu Zheng's hand rested on the neck of the person who came.

The visitor was taken aback, as if he didn't expect Lu Zheng's reaction to be so quick and "excessive".

In fact, Lu Zheng, who had been assassinated in various ways for half a year along the way, would have been stabbed through with a sword long ago if he was really too radical.

"Hey, brother, don't get excited! I just want to find you to form a team!

Lu Zheng glanced at this cultivator with a smile on his face, his cultivation was only two stars worse than him, and his eyes were slightly cunning, so he couldn't tell if he was uneasy and kind.

Withdrawing the sword, Lu Zheng left without looking back.

"I'm sorry, I like to be alone. ”

Behind Lu Zheng, the rejected cultivator was not annoyed, but gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "Brother Tai, you cow!"

A thin cultivator on the side ran forward and whispered, "Boss, what now?"

The cultivator who was rejected by Lu Zheng scratched the back of his head and said, "What else can I do? Try to find as many lonely people as possible to form a team, there are many dangers in this ancient tower, and multiple people have multiple guarantees." ”

While the two were talking, Lu Zheng had already turned a corner and came to another corner of the first floor of the ancient tower, which was also empty and rarely populated.

Seven or eight cultivators were scattered and looked around.

Lu Zheng's arrival did not attract everyone's attention.

No matter how large the space of the ancient tower is, there is an endless stream of cultivators coming in, and there are constantly new people entering, so there is nothing unusual.

"Boom. ”

A clear sound of the door closing sounded in all corners of the ancient tower, followed by the sound of scolding outside the tower.

The time for the trial of the ancient tower to open each time is long and short, and it is not fixed, as if it all depends on the mood of the ancient tower itself.

And at this time, the trial Gu Tawu closed himself.

The people outside can't get in, and the people inside can't get out for the time being.

Once the ancient tower is closed, it will not be opened again unless it is the next day and night. And the people who entered the tower could not stay until that time. The length of time that the same group of people who enter the tower can be said to be closely related. When the last person in the tower is completely unconscious, the ancient tower will teleport everyone in the tower out, and the location of the teleportation is uncertain, it may be the end of the earth or the inner city outside the tower.

Because of this special rule, although there are often fights in the tower, they generally do not take people's lives, and everyone wants to stay in the ancient tower of trials for a longer period of time, even when they are not conscious.

Lu Zheng is very exploratory, and along the wall of the tower, he walked through all the spaces on the first floor of the ancient tower.

The time in the tower seems to be a little abnormal, so that people gradually lose their sense of time, and soon, they don't know what year it is.

The secluded vicissitudes of the ancient tower are pervasive, and people's hearts are slowly dyed with a sense of vicissitudes.

Some of those who were weaker in cultivation and whose minds were not strong even sat down on their knees, hid their faces and wept, and could not get up again.

But at the same time, these people who had no hope of breaking into the tower had layers of ripples on their bodies, and it was visible to the naked eye that wisps of impurity black qi slowly flowed out from them.

Lu Zheng caressed the stone wall that gradually fluctuated with his palm, and his eyes were thoughtful.

"It seems that the Ancient Tower of Trials is really very generous, and it is also so kind to the loser. "From this, the reward for cultivators who persist and climb to higher levels is not to mention.

At this moment, the tower wall under Lu Zheng's palm suddenly moved violently, and the entire Trial Ancient Pagoda suddenly shook, and all the cultivators in the tower were dizzy and dizzy for a moment at that moment.

Fix your eyes again, the first floor of the tower has changed.

It was originally a stone wall closed on all sides, but in the blink of an eye, dozens of stone steps were silently changed to climb up.

Lu Zheng, who looked around and didn't find the way up, because his palm had been propped up on the stone wall, the stone wall was stone steps at this moment, and the sudden change almost made him fall to the ground with an unstable center of gravity.

"It's a staircase!

The sound of the tide surging suddenly came.

On the empty floor, countless excited cultivators suddenly poured out from all directions.

Everyone rushed to the stone steps.

Just as these streams passed by Lu Zheng, Lu Zheng saw that the bodies of some of the cultivators were actually shaking step by step, looking very vain.

"Bang!"

Just when the two vain cultivators seemed to inadvertently run forward with him on the left and right, Lu Zheng suddenly slammed out a palm, blasting the two of them away in an instant.

The moment the two landed, their figures shook and disappeared in an instant.

"Ahh

At this time, a miserable scream sounded from behind Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng turned around and saw that more than half of the cultivators who had rushed the fastest before had fallen into the deep cliff stream that suddenly appeared.

The stone steps that had been leading in all directions a second ago had become a life-devouring purgatory at this moment.

And on the edge of purgatory, batch after batch of vain figures rushing forward without a trace, slowly let out a cruel smile, turned into smoke in an instant, and dissipated.

"It's an illusion! It's an illusion of murder!"

"Damn it!"

"Hurry back, these passages are all fake!"

Screams and curses followed, and the sound of thumping and thumping followed suit.

Most people don't know whether the strangers around them are illusions or human cultivators, so they just shoot directly. As soon as they make a move, it is difficult to control the force, and both sides want to kill the other.

For a moment, a chaotic fight took shape.

Lu Zheng jumped up, threw out the hat, and scattered all the figures rushing towards him, and then stood on tiptoe, borrowed his strength in the air, and flew directly to a high place.

The many stone steps placed in front of everyone's eyes are not entirely illusions, many of them are real, but there are many deadly mechanisms implied in this reality, but mortals step on them, and the next second the mechanism will be activated, and the real stone steps will become an abyss of devouring.

In this way, the road on the ground is impassable.

At the top of the bottom of the first layer of the tower was a hard black rock, which was slashed dozens of times by Lu Zheng with a sword, leaving only a shallow white mark.

Some cultivators who had the same intention of flying into the sky as Lu Zheng couldn't help but take a few steps back when they saw this.

Lu Zheng turned around, scraping the black rock at the top with his sword, while his own body was like a nimble ape, climbing all the way, sliding along the black rock to the edge of the top of the first layer of towers.

When Lu Zheng slid to the edge of the void where the top of the tower connected with the virtual and real stone steps, he smiled slightly, and as soon as the Flowing Fire Sword was forced, the tip of the sword rubbed fierce sparks on the turning edges and corners of the black rock, and the person was like a great peng spreading his wings and jumping vertically above the edge.

Landing again, upside down, Lu Zheng was already at the corner of a stone step.

The sound of fierce fighting was faintly heard beneath his feet, and the second floor of the ancient tower loomed above the stone steps. (To be continued.) )