"Don't want to escape—"

Accompanied by Xia Qingyang, the primordial spirit of the rules of the game was squeezed out. This side of the space also shattered.

The surrounding flow rate resumed, and what the audience saw was that Yu Zuo's body fell downward.

Spectator:?

Wait, wait, they didn't blink or slip away, why did the Grim Reaper, who had the upper hand one second, lose his breath the next second??

"What just happened, which of you can see clearly......"

"The Sword Saint made a move to kill the Grim Reaper? Ha? I must be dreaming. ”

"Lao Tzu's money, Lao Tzu's Aura coin! Ahhhh ”

【…… Objective: Climb the 100th floor of the Tower (completed)]

Xia Qingyang didn't care what the audience's reaction was.

She noticed that neither of the two inspectors stopped. Even when they saw the Grim Reaper defeated, they immediately teleported back to the Demon Tower.

It seems that compared to the victory or defeat of this duel, "the inviolability of the magic tower" is the most important thing.

According to the plan, Xia Qingyang should also teleport back to the magic tower at this time, find the general teleportation array that controls the magic tower, and there, modify the teleportation circle of the entire magic tower.

Who would have thought that plans could not keep up with the changes.

Before she could step into the teleportation array, the teleportation array suddenly disappeared in front of her eyes.

At the same time, there was an uproar in the auditorium—it turned out that not only the teleportation array on the prisoner's side had disappeared, but also the teleportation array in the auditorium.

The scene of the duel was covered by a protective shield. Once the teleportation array is gone, it means that none of them can leave.

However, the unrest in the auditorium did not last long.

Soon, a jailer came forward and said that there was some unexpected situation inside the magic tower, and for everyone's safety, they needed to wait for the situation to be resolved before letting them go.

Although there are still a lot of whispers, after listening to this explanation, most of the audience calmed down-

Having just died, they didn't want to get involved in any trouble.

"Sword Saint, please come here to rest first."

At this time, a jailer nodded and walked towards Xia Qingyang.

The audience's eyes also returned to their new top level, the sword saint Xia Qingyang.

Anyway, being idle is idle, and the audience discussed Xia Qingyang's victory.

Some people are curious about how Xia Qingyang killed the god of death.

Some people want to know who is the owner behind Xia Qingyang, or how to become her owner.

There are also people who sweep their lustful and greedy eyes, and they almost write the words "want to possess" on their faces.

- There is fanaticism, inquiry, curiosity, and greed in people's eyes.

But there is no reverence.

Yes, in the final analysis, these powerful "adults" chase the strong and chase the prisoners who have reached the top of the magic tower, just like a new toy.

Why reverence? No matter how strong these prisoners are, can they still jump out of the magic tower?

People are accustomed to pride, as if this authority will never be subverted.

Then, they saw their new top rank, Miss Sword Saint, tilting her head slightly, her gaze getting colder.

Well? Why are you not very happy when you are at the top? The audience thought.

No one expected that in the next second, she suddenly raised her knife and swooped towards the protective shield that enveloped the entire space-

Wait a minute, towards what? Protective covers?

Before people could come to their senses, they only felt that the auditorium they were in was shaking violently, as if there had been an earthquake.

The staff were all dumbfounded, and no one came to stop Xia Qingyang for a while.

Of course, no one dared to stop her.

Xia Qingyang didn't split the protective shield when he saw that he didn't cut the knife, and he didn't hurry.

She raised her eyebrows and gently slashed the surface of the Yuehua knife with her two fingers, crossing a thin layer of faith power on the knife.

Slash again!

I saw that this pure power, like a silver needle pierced on a balloon, instantly pierced the protective shield as thick as a city wall.

After the rumbling sound, the shield opened a huge opening in front of her eyes.

"At this point, you should wave behind you and throw down the phrase 'From today onwards, I will take over this magic tower!' Something. ”

As soon as I heard it, I knew what strange types of online articles and movies and television Daojun was watching recently.

Xia Qingyang had already jumped down from the gap at this time, and he didn't bother to care about the audience's reaction.

When everything is done, Hongying will clean it up.

-

And, at this moment, inside the magic tower.

Hongying and Ying Luo Demon Venerable stood with their backs to each other.

Opposite the two of them were Yuanji Zhangjiao and Yangping Holy Monk who hurried back from the scene of the duel.

The current temporary stalemate between the two sides is obviously because of the confrontation just now, and there is no obvious winner or loser.

But the stalemate will not last forever.

Hongying's thumb wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth hard, but the pain and pleasure that had been pressed for an unknown amount of time were intertwined under her eyes.

"Ying Luo, don't worry about here." She whispered to Ying Luo Demon Venerable behind her, "Go pick up the Sword Saint and take her to correct the formation." ”

Ying Luo Mozun was dressed in a black python robe, and he still had the aura of murder.

His hands had turned into claws, and the claws were dripping with blood, showing how tragic the fight had just been.

"Whatever? Joke, if I didn't come in time, you would have been killed by the two old guys by now. ”

"If you want to go, you can go quickly."

"Why, this is not your enemy alone."

“……”

Hong Ying was so angry that she wanted to kick Luo Mozun's ass.

When has this been, still playing the game of living and dying together. What she wants is revenge, even if she loses her life, it doesn't matter!!

In fact, Hongying's judgment was correct.

In essence, the magic tower is a tower-shaped magic weapon.

If they didn't take the formation over, they would be equivalent to being in a powerful magic weapon, fighting against the owner of the magic weapon.

If you persist like this, you will only die here together.

It is necessary to take control of the Demon Tower from the Yuanji Sect and the Yangping Holy Monk.

Hong Ying's heart was horizontal, and he forced out a pale golden demon pill from his arm, and recited an unknown mantra in his mouth.

Ying Luo Demon Venerable, who is also a demon clan, immediately understood what she wanted to do.

"Would you rather sacrifice your cultivation than delay time? You're really crazy. ”

"Now that you understand, don't go quickly!!"

OK, OK, OK.

Ying Luo Demon Venerable couldn't beat her.

He raised his foot and was just about to leave, when he suddenly felt a violent shock under his feet.

At the same time, the faces of the Yuanji Sect Leader and the Yangping Holy Monk on the opposite side changed greatly.

"Someone is in the center of the formation!" Yuan Ji Zhangjiao Chaoyang Ping Holy Monk shouted, "Hurry up and solve it!" ”

The holy monk of Yangping didn't say a word, and was about to leave.

But the next moment, he was stumped by an extremely powerful demonic force-

It's Hongying.

"Don't even think about leaving." A cold and excited gaze poured out from under Hongying's eyes.

It seems that Xia Qingyang has already found the position of the formation center, and it is not Hongying and Ying Luo Mozun who are in a hurry.

"Want to run?" Ying Luo Demon Venerable simply turned into his original form and shook his head, "The deity is a dignified Demon Venerable, and even entering this Demon Tower is voluntary. You put the deity and Haocheng in the same dueling arena and asked the deity for his opinion?! ”

Yuan Ji Zhangjiao and Yangping Holy Monk were entangled by Hongying and the two, and no one could leave for a while.

Yuan Ji was mad, but he still took a deep breath and pinched a law and threw it out-

Never mind. He thought. Anyway, Emperor Haocheng is already dead, and no one can move the formation. Deal with these two guys first, and then go and kill their accomplices.

As soon as this thought crossed my mind, my feet trembled again.

More intense than just now.

"Yuan Ki!" The Yangping Holy Monk shouted in shock, "I can't sense the central formation!" ”