Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Tower of the Illusory World

The gate of the Tower of Illusion opens automatically.

Twenty people entered one after another, not knowing what kind of scene it was, everyone was cautious.

After the last person entered, the door slowly closed again.

"Elder Yun, I don't know what the strength of each layer is?"

The old dean asked softly.

Glancing at the elders who came around, Yunyan said indifferently: "The first layer of martial spirits is the seventh order, and each layer is upgraded to a realm. ”

"I see, then it seems that the lowest average can reach the fourth layer."

Elder Lin of Ningbei Academy squinted.

"The treasures of the Brahma Palace are released, and this will not let people take advantage of the loopholes."

A disciple below whispered, his eyes glancing at the elder of Tianyang Academy.

"Maybe you won't even be able to get past the first floor, haha."

The disciples of the Solomon Academy burst into laughter.

Wan Hongyan glared angrily in the middle, if it weren't for the elders of Fenggang Academy, she would have burst out and beat them up a long time ago.

I saw Yun Yan shake his head, "There may be more than one person in each layer, or it may be ten martial spirits of the seventh order." ”

"The Phantom World Tower assesses the ultimate combat power of the individual."

As soon as the words fell, before everyone had time to be surprised, the door of the Phantom World Tower opened, and a figure popped out.

Peng.

Fall to the ground.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with it."

The first to come out was a disciple of the Solomon Academy, who underestimated the strength of the first layer.

"That's an illusion."

I see.

The disciple scratched his head, looked at the gaze from the old man's dean, and said with a wry smile: "Ten Martial Spirit Seventh-Order Splitting Tiger Beasts are besieging it, carelessly. ”

The dean waved his hand and let him go down.

The ninth order of the martial spirit was defeated and withdrew at the beginning, so the kid of the fourth order of the martial spirit?

Everyone sensed that the truth was going in a direction they didn't want to see.

Inside the Tower of the Illusory World.

layer 1.

The surroundings were empty, only five men of the seventh order of martial spirits stood in front of them, all black, covered with black cloth, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

Behind them walked a wooden staircase that led to the top.

Wan Li didn't move, and the five men didn't move, just standing with each other like that.

"Are there five enemies in the other spaces?"

Wan Li didn't know, and muttered.

As soon as the footsteps moved, the five people also moved, as if they were connected, they attacked together, and they also blocked Wanli's retreat.

The vision is different, and the seamless cooperation cannot escape the flaws of a thousand eyes.

Bang bang bang.

Wan Li still had the same leisurely appearance, swaying towards the wooden steps, and the five people behind him fell to the ground in response, like fragments.

On the second layer, ten Martial Spirit Eighth-Order Swift Beasts, like wolves, with sharp teeth and claws, and gray hair.

Still flickering, a few palms burst out and closed his hand, and walked leisurely to the next floor.

On the third layer, there were three black-clothed men at the peak of the ninth order of martial spirits, with majestic qi and blood.

It's still like this, and it's lightning fast.

Invincible steps into the fourth floor.

Fortunately, there is no instrument spirit in this treasure in the Brahma Palace, and no one knows Wanli's performance in it.

For.

Just as Wanli stepped into the fourth floor, the pagoda suddenly lit up.

There were nine beads there, and four are currently bright.

"Someone has reached the fourth floor."

Facing everyone's welcoming eyes, Yunyan exhaled and said.

In such a short period of time, it is not even a quarter of an hour, and after three layers in a row, most of the physical strength will be exhausted.

This kind of is either a reckless man, or the strength is boundless.

"It's too strong, I'm already about to meet the martial arts realm, could it be Senior Brother Jingyang?"

"It's very likely, after all, with the strength of the Martial Spirit Realm, facing the Martial Spirit Realm is too simple." There are disciples who should join the way.

Many disciples were boiling again.

Among them, Wan Hongmian wears a veil, and she is not happy with the disciples of Luomon.

Although the disciple of the Romans beside him was very curious about her, he didn't ask her who she was.

"This fourth layer should be a demon beast."

Wan Li glanced at the fourth layer, and around the empty surroundings, there stood a lonely demon beast, with a thick body, its whole body glowing dark green, and raised spikes on its skin.

"Green Goblins."

Wan Li spit out lightly, the martial arts realm demon beast in front of him was two people tall, and its indescribable appearance could be called ugly.

Without much thought, he reached out and pulled out the spirit sword that had not been used.

At the same time, the green monster not far away suddenly opened its eyes, grinned and roared, and rushed towards Wanli.

Quick fix, no bells and whistles!

This is Wanli's way of fighting.

The spirit sword in his hand moved, and his body was like a flowing shadow, leaving behind afterimages in his actions, and the sword light flashed in the space.

It's hard to imagine that this is something that the fourth order of martial arts can cast.

"Swallow over the gap."

As the sword light flashed, the spirit sword entered the sheath, and the body of the galloping green monster split into two halves.

He was still running ahead of his time, until he hit the edge of the fourth floor, and then he dissipated into pieces.

For.

In another space in the pagoda, the black-clothed young man from Ningbei Academy had an extremely excited face, his eyes were full of blood, and his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring.

"Haha, come on, come on, come on, I'll kill as many as I want."

This is on the third layer, and there are twenty black-clothed people of the ninth order of the Martial Spirit.

Under the impact in turns, the young man in black became more and more courageous, and one punch knocked down one.

It didn't take long for him to stand on top of the fourth floor.

In another space, the natural Wang Xin of the Dao Heart, is full of brilliance, and in his hand is a sharp sword, which can leave traces of light in the air when he swings it at will.

"Sword control."

Wang Xin's eyes froze, and the sword in his hand flew into the air, and the fingering changes controlled the sword, venting his powerful spiritual power, and killing the black-clothed man on the third layer.

In just a few breaths, it is already half a step into the fourth floor.

Looking at Luo Shuang again, what he was holding in his hand was actually the ice sword transformed by his own spiritual power, which was sharp and exuded powerful spiritual power fluctuations.

"Disgusting stuff."

She was on the fourth floor, and like Wan Li, she encountered a green monster.

There are cold words in his mouth, and the moves in his hands are even more cold and ruthless.

Cultivating rare ice attribute spiritual power, he froze the limbs of the Green Demon Beast with one shot, and because he felt too disgusting, he threw the illusionized ice sword towards the Green Demon Beast.

At the same time, his right hand slapped towards the ground, and the surrounding spiritual power fluctuations blew up his hair.

Ice Blast.

I saw that the ice sword was inserted into the body of the green monster, and a frost on the ground condensed rapidly, spreading to the ice sword.

Then the ice sword full of spiritual power exploded the green monster.

There was no flesh and blood flying, it had been reduced to pieces and disappeared.

If it was outside, Luo Shuang would definitely dodge the rear as soon as possible, and this kind of explosion technique would easily disgust him.

Outside the pagoda, it couldn't help but be stunned by the disciples of the Solomon and many elders, and even the Ruyan of the Brahma Palace looked a little surprised.

"The fifth floor."

"The sixth floor."

"The seventh floor."

"The eighth floor."

"The ninth floor!"

In less than half an hour, nine beads on the pagoda had been lit.

This means that someone has gone up to the ninth floor.

And from their point of view, the frequency of the beads lit up is like playing, the kind that lights up when they want to.

"Who is so fierce, the eighth layer, that is already the strength of the fifth order of the martial arts!"

Whoever it was, the situation shocked them.

One after another, the disciples were bounced out of exhaustion, but no one paid attention, they just wanted to know who was brave and upright!