For most people, being proficient in two or even more things is just hard, but ......

Fu Jinyun gritted his teeth, some people are talented, as long as they are willing to understand, they can master anything perfectly.

Don't think he didn't find out the news that Ling Niantian could also refine the pill.

The people on the seventh floor did not produce a moth, and they were all good at cooperation, and the seventh floor passed without danger.

In the dark past, the number of people on the eighth floor was obviously much smaller than that on the seventh floor, and at a glance, it was full of fresh faces.

Oh, except for the strange man who is not a mage master but has passed through the sixth floor alone.

"This formation is quite humane." Fu Jinyun sighed.

I don't know how the formation is determined, the Zhao Zhao people who have not yet stood with them on the seventh floor appeared next to them when the eighth floor was opened, and they were obviously considered to be a group of people.

The anger in this layer is much heavier than the previous layer, and even a few people are scarred, and they don't have the idea of wanting to communicate, so they go directly to see the extra materials.

Fu Jinyun: "......" Is this going to rely on luck?

He knew the cause of these people's injuries.

"Hey, there are actually six plates of tribute on the desk!" Someone noticed the front and spoke in surprise.

They were all wounded, and their tribute had long since been consumed.

"Hey, that's three more chances to get wrong."

Fu Jinyun thought for a moment and didn't speak.

At the seventh layer, their tributes add up to thirteen plates, and after discussion by several of their mages, the tributes have the right to belong, that is, if the sacrifice plates are not used by this team, even if the next layer will expand many people, these sacrifices can only prevent disasters for the people of this team.

And they had two games left, and Zhao Zhao and several people were included in their team, because they directly selected the non-weapon master, one of them was not moved, and the remaining one was the single man's.

In other words, if someone else moves something they shouldn't do, they deserve to die.

Sure enough, after a while, I heard a scream, the man was stained with blood, he was no longer breathing, and he also implicated the people next to him, but fortunately, they were only injured, not life-threatening.

When you reach the eighth layer, you may not be very proficient in formations, but they are not stupid people, and you can understand what is going on after a little thought.

Fu Jinyun raised her voice at the right time, "A word of advice, if there is no sacrificial plate left in this team, it is best not to act rashly."

Unfortunately, most of them don't have sacrificial plates.

"If there are no objections, let's all tell us the clues we know."

"Why!" Someone choked, "What are you, why are we listening to you, and how many sacrifices do you have?"

Fu Jinyun smiled slightly, "No, five of them are ours."

"Each team has a maximum of three sets, how can you have five?!" The man asked, then looked at the others, "Tell me, how many sacrifices do you have!"

Those who came into contact with his gaze bowed their heads slightly.

Man: Did he misunderstand the "......" formation, which is not a consumable type, but a philatelic type?

Fu Jinyun, who had grasped the initiative, was finally more down-to-earth in his heart, otherwise he would be afraid that he would be killed here by these people.

"Now let's talk about your experiences."

The sun had gone down at some point, and the moon, which was not bright, hung high in the night sky, and people entered the black and white halls one after another, and then died for unknown reasons.

The serene secret realm is shrouded in blood.

Fu Jinyun and the others had reached the ninth floor two days later, and this time the darkness was longer than the previous combined, and when their eyes brightened again, the scene in front of them had changed.

Blue sky and white clouds, green grass, except for the exact same refining furnace, how can there be a little bit of the same place as the black palace.

"Hmm, we're the only team here, so does the ninth layer have to be cracked by a single group?"

Fu Jinyun was not surprised, "The ninth layer is obviously a refining weapon, and multiple teams will definitely have infighting, so there is no need."

"That said, ninth

Only those who know how to refine weapons can crack it?"

They couldn't help but think of the man who didn't know how to refine weapons and was silent.

However, when Cao Cao arrived, a figure not far away slowly approached, and it was that person.

The ninth floor is also for multiple teams?

"How are you selling here?" Zhao Zhao couldn't help but ask.

It came out of nowhere, but it shouldn't have been with them, otherwise it wouldn't be so far away.

The man was also a little embarrassed, "My last sacrifice was broken, and I appeared here, don't get me wrong, I'm just lucky, maybe you have the highest probability of clearing the level, and I'll appear here with you."

After all, he doesn't know how to refine weapons himself, and the ninth layer is ironclad, and his luck against the sky directly sent him here.

Fu Jinyun: "......" Is this the reason why you have survived so many layers by yourself unscathed?

"If you mind, I can leave." The man said again.

"I don't mind." Ling Nian tilted his head, "It's just that we're quite curious about your luck, can you tell us about it?"

She is sensitive to strength, and can clearly feel the difference in the strength around this person.

Qi luck is also a kind of power, but this power cannot be cultivated, nor can it be used actively, but sometimes the effect is unexpected.

For example, men are equivalent to very strong luck power.

The power of a normal person's luck can hardly affect a person.

"There's nothing to talk about, I've been like this since I was a child."

The man's name was Si Qi, his mother died because he was difficult to give birth to, and his father thought he was ominous, so he discarded him, but he didn't die a few days after he was born, and was picked up by a family that had just died not long after the child.

But the good times did not last long, and the mistress of the family became pregnant, and he was discarded again.

In this way, for more than ten years, he went around and around, and suffered everything, but he was lucky and never died.

"Actually, if my good fortune is the result of someone else's suffering, I'd rather not." Si Qi said.

He is not afraid of death, but he feels that it is good to die, and it is better to exchange his life for the lives of those who have died.

"Young man, you think too much about this, luck is such a thing, unless you use evil magic, otherwise it can't be transferred, you use evil magic?" Ling Niantian asked lightly.

Si Qi shook his head.

"Isn't this over, this kind of lucky person's physique can't be asked for by any number of people, it's good for you, don't cherish it if you have it."

Everyone's luck power will fluctuate, but except for a very small number of evil arts, it can't be transferred at all, Si Qi feels that the people next to him are very unlucky, but it's just because his luck is too good.

Si Qi was stunned, "So it's not because of me that they're unlucky?"

"With your luck and strength, if you can plunder, you won't be able to find a living person within a few miles."

Ling Nian sighed in her heart, she really didn't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings, if this luck power was given to her, now she would go and single out the Xiahou clan!