An Qing stepped forward and wanted to say hello to the old man, but he didn't think that the old man wouldn't even look at it, but while sweeping the floor, he said in a hoarse voice: "Who asked you to come." ”

An Qing said: "Dean Jin Ci." ”

The old man paused, turned his head to look at An Qing, and said, "Give me the token and go in by yourself." ”

An Qing handed out the black token given by Dean Jin Ci and asked curiously, "What's in it?" ”

The old man glanced at the token in his hand and showed a meaningful smile: "You will know when you go in, why bother to ask me?" ”

An Qing glanced at the old man who continued to sweep the floor, and was a little speechless in his heart.

It's because I haven't gone in before I ask you, and I still need to ask after I go in?

I'm not blind.

He shrugged, bothered to inquire further, and walked towards the entrance of the Black Tower.

As soon as I entered the Black Tower, it was pitch black inside, passing through a layer of ripples, and it was also dark in the eyes.

The earth is black, the sky is also black, and the heaven and earth reveal a sense of slaughter.

An Qing only felt that his will was also infected, and couldn't help but reach out to hold the wooden sword.

Jian Ye suddenly said, "Hehe! There's a bit of an interest here. ”

An Qing asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Jian Ye said: "There seems to be only killing here. ”

An Qing was puzzled: "Why?" ”

Jian Ye said: "You'll know later, there is killing everywhere, and only killing can break through." ”

An Qing was about to ask a few more words, when a black stone tablet suddenly arched from the ground in front of him, and after reading the words on the giant tablet, An Qing smiled coldly, "That's true." ”

The stele reads: The first floor of the Tower of Trials, endless killing!

At this time, on the slope of the distant mountain, a group of strange black creatures suddenly appeared, almost covering all the slopes in the distance.

The strange creatures were pitch black as ink, tall and long, and their hands were full of pitch-black swords, and they were so numerous that they made the scalp tingle.

An Qing grinned and pulled out the wooden sword.

Suddenly, a strange creature drew its sword and roared, and all the strange creatures raised their weapons in response, and they all rushed towards An Qing's side.

It was as dense as black waves, and even the earth trembled.

"Play cotton, play cotton, half a pound of cotton pops up a ......"

Just when An Qing was about to rush over, Jian Ye suddenly burst out with a singing voice that made people laugh and cry.

An Qing didn't stand firm and almost fell to the ground.

An Qing said angrily: "Sword Master, what are you doing? ”

Jian Ye smiled embarrassedly: "It's nothing, I feel it, you continue, continue to ......"

The corners of An Qing's mouth twitched, he took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality again, looked at the army of strange creatures that were about to reach his eyes, burst into a loud shout, and raised his sword to cut out.

Boom!

A strange sword light fell, splitting a straight line of strange creatures in half, An Qing rushed in with a sword on his expressionless face.

In the face of so many strange creatures, An Qing did not have the slightest fear, and swept thousands of troops with his sword, and all those who came were killed!

Strange creatures swarmed up, slashing at An Qing, the divine light in An Qing's body erupted, blocking everything, and the wooden sword burst out with An Qing's unyielding sword intent, and the sword light was like a meat grinder, and all the enemies who would commit crimes in the future were ambushed under the sword.

Strange creatures fell one by one, wave after wave rushing down the hillside, as if there was no end.

An Qing was sweating profusely, and the corpses of strange creatures were piled up, but there was no sign of exhaustion on his face, but an indifferent smile.

The clock is ticking.

An Qing didn't know how many he had killed, he only knew that he would kill one by one, two by two, and one by one.

There was no longer any extra space on the ground, and the corpses of strange creatures were all over the body.

His Dao Yuan had been depleting all the time, but there was not the slightest replenishment of Spirit Yuan in the black space.

Once he sensed that the Dao Yuan was exhausted, An Qing would take out the top-grade Spirit Yuan Crystal to absorb it, or chew the elixir he had picked from the Spatial Crack Medicine Garden in his mouth.

An Qing is not only killing, but also constantly honing his sword intent.

Sword cultivation, each of them is experienced in a hundred battles, and with no experience in killing enemies, how can he sharpen the strongest sword intent?

Therefore, An Qing ran the peerless sword sutra to the extreme, and shouted: "The sword qi is thousands! ”

Swing your sword!

Sword Intent!

The sword aura was overwhelming, like a raging storm.

All the strange creatures that attacked were pierced through their bodies by the sword qi and fell in pieces.

Finally, the strange creature stopped rushing from the hillside, and An Qing had a chance to breathe, and the sword was stuck in the corpse of the strange creature, half-crouching with his chest heaving.

He glanced at the dense corpses around him, and then at the mountains of corpses behind him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Roar!

However, at this moment, a trembling roar suddenly sounded on the side of the hillside, which shook the whole world and the earth, and then the footsteps of "bang bang" came from far and near.

An Qing's eyes narrowed, staring at a certain location on the hillside.

After a while, a huge figure stood on the top of the mountain, like a giant.

It was more than ten feet tall, burly and full of rage, holding a jet-black mace in one hand and a jet-black knife in the other, with a jagged mouth looking up to the sky and roaring, striding towards An Qing.

Each step creates a large crater that shakes the earth.

Rumble!

The jet-black mace smashed like a mountain collapsing, An Qing's figure flashed back, and the ground where the corpses were piled up was smashed into a large pit, and the air wave overturned the vicinity of the big pit, and the limbs of the strange creatures were splashed.

The giant misses a blow, then steps out and slashes with a large sword.

An Qing stepped to the side, and the wave of qi wrapped in the big knife slashed on the ground, splitting a large crack dozens of zhang long.

Although the giant is tall, his body is unusually vigorous, and after the two attacks were dodged by An Qing, he roared angrily, and the horizontal knife slashed again.

The broadsword dragged on the ground, and the corpses of strange creatures were broken and dirt flew with an astonishing momentum.

An Qing couldn't help frowning when he saw it, the sword qi wrapped the wooden sword, and slashed towards the big knife with both hands.

While!

With a loud bang, An Qing was knocked out by a giant like a baseball, crashing into the distant hillside, and suddenly hit a big hole, and the earth and rocks splashed.

After a while, An Qing flew out of the big hole and stood in mid-air, his eyes staring at the giant tightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he muttered, "What a strong force." ”

Roar!

The giant roared angrily and ran towards An Qing again.

It seems that An Qing is still alive, which is the biggest insult to it.

Seeing the giant coming, An Qing smiled slightly, put away the wooden sword, burst into a shout, the golden light on the surface of his body bloomed, and he clenched his fist again, his figure flashed, dodging the big knife swung by the strange creature, and smashed it heavily on the giant's huge head with a punch.

With this punch, An Qing blew half of the giant's face.

The giant, who had lost half of his face, let out a scream, but still fiercely swung his mace and smashed it at An Qing.

An Qing dodged the attack with one leg back, and rushed forward again and threw several punches in the giant's chest, the giant's chest was dented, and he let out a sad cry of "woo" and fell back.

Rumble!

The giant finally fell.

Seeing that the giant was still struggling on the ground, An Qing was ruthless in his heart, and rushed to the top of the giant's head and punched the other half of the giant's face again, and the giant stopped moving.

After falling to the ground, An Qing looked around and exhaled a long breath.

Although the giant is infinitely powerful and not slow, An Qing's speed is faster and his fists are hard enough, so he is defeated, and if it is someone else, it may not be.

At this time, the handwriting on the black stone tablet disappeared and transformed into a portal, An Qing took a short break and walked towards the portal with a smile.