Liang Zicheng didn't pay attention to Zhao Zhiwen, but walked directly towards the iron gate on the seventh floor.

When Zhao Zhiwen and the other monks saw it, they all looked at Liang Zicheng.

None of them thought that Liang Zicheng would be able to enter the seventh layer.

The pressure emanating from the iron gate was definitely not something that Liang Zicheng could withstand.

Even if Liang Zicheng is talented and can withstand the pressure at the iron gate.

That iron gate is definitely not a chasm that Liang Zicheng can cross.

Liang Zicheng came alone to the steps in front of the iron gate.

Liang Zicheng, who was standing on the steps in front of the ten-zhang high wide iron gate, only felt that the pressure on his body was extremely great, and that kind of terrifying power was overwhelmingly surging towards him. Shroud him in it.

He tried his best to stabilize his mind, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to keep the spiritual platform clear, not to be pressed down by the majestic momentum.

Although the awe-inspiring majesty of the breathtaking power made him feel fearful and fearful, he always insisted on refusing to back down and bow his head.

Then, he lifted his trembling right leg and stepped up a step.

Just the simple act of stepping on the steps consumed his physical strength and mind extremely much, and immediately made his forehead sweat.

One step, two steps, three steps, he only felt that his legs were as heavy as lead, and his whole body was shrouded in the restraint and oppression of the power of ten thousand jun, and every step he took had to make extremely hard efforts.

It was only nine steps, and by the time he stepped through the nine steps and came to the gate, he was already drenched in sweat, his face was red, and his eyes were full of stars.

After stepping through the nine steps, all his mental and physical strength had been consumed, and the whole person seemed to collapse.

Still, he gritted his teeth, struggled to raise his head, stretched out his hands, and slowly pushed the rusty iron door in front of him.

The power of the Avatar Monk is so powerful.

But at this time, he used all his strength to push the gate several times, but the iron gate did not move.

"Haha, Liang Zicheng, you don't have to try, this iron door is not something you can open at all..."

"If you can open this iron door, I won't be condensing the Yuan Infant Divine Power today..." Zhao Zhiwen laughed when he saw that Liang Zicheng couldn't open the iron door.

Wang Jihua also followed at this time and said: "Senior Brother Liang, let's find a room on the sixth floor..."

"This seventh-layer iron gate has not been opened by a monk for thousands of years..."

In the midst of everyone's disapproval, Liang Zicheng looked at the iron gate, and then found a keyhole in one place.

Liang Zicheng had a key in his hand.

Zhao Zhiwen and the others looked at Liang Zicheng suspiciously, not understanding what Liang Zicheng was doing with this key.

"Look, there's a keyhole in there, it's either the key or the key that opens the iron door." Gouli pointed to one place in surprise and said.

Many monks looked there one after another, only to see that there was a keyhole there, and the size of the hole was exactly the same size as the key in Liang Zicheng's hand.

Liang Zicheng inserted the key into the hole.

With a slight twist of his hand, a click was heard.

Immediately after that, the iron door, which was said to never open, slowly opened.

Dead silence!

Everyone stared at what was happening in front of them in amazement, and almost didn't pop out their eyes.

Those wide-open eyes were full of shock and incredulity.

What the hell is this...... What is the situation?

Everyone couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Isn't this an iron gate that no one has been able to open for thousands of years?

Isn't this an iron gate that even the Avatar Venerable can't do anything about?

Why was it so easily opened by Liang Zicheng today.

"This, what's going on.." Dog Li's eyes were full of shock.

"Where did the key in Liang Zicheng's hand come from?" ？

"I don't know about that." ？

"How can Liang Zicheng have the key to the seventh layer of the Chaos Tower." ？

"The iron door of the seventh floor was actually opened"?

Especially Zhao Zhiwen, who said that Liang Zicheng could open the iron door, he was not condensing the Yuanying supernatural powers.

He had a completely doggy expression on his face at this time.

Even Wang Jihua and Jiang Hui were stunned, they didn't expect this scene at all.

Liang Zicheng didn't pay too much attention to those monks, and directly pushed open the iron door and directly entered the seventh layer.

"Hiss......"

Everyone gasped, as if they were going to suck the air dry.

This Liang Zicheng really entered the seventh layer.

The seventh layer, which no one had been able to enter for thousands of years, was actually entered by Liang Zicheng.

Incredible!

"Quick, we're on the seventh floor too.." Niu Li reacted first, and then prepared to enter the seventh layer.

It's just that Niu Li just came to the second step and was knocked out by a huge force.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up to the third level.

The other monks were not much different from Niu Li, they could only wander on the second and third steps, and they could not enter the iron gate at all.

"How can this Liang Zicheng be so much taller than us." Niu Li's eyes were full of shock.

In the past, he thought that Liang Zicheng was taller than him, but it was just a little bit taller, but now after seeing these nine steps, he knew the gap between Liang Zicheng and him.

Liang Zicheng was able to enter the seventh layer unharmed.

And Niu Li can only stand on the second step.

"Hey, Zhao Zhiwen, where are you going.." Gou Li suddenly saw Zhao Zhiwen walking towards a room, and immediately shouted loudly.

Zhao Zhiwen's face changed, and he didn't answer Gou Li's words, but quickly walked to a room.

"Didn't you say that when Liang Zicheng entered the seventh layer, you wouldn't condense the Yuan Infant Divine Power?"

"Yes, I didn't say that." Zhao Zhiwen was reluctant to entangle with too much dog power, and directly entered a room.

"Haha..". Gou Li smiled proudly when he saw Zhao Zhiwen's appearance.

After Han Xue'er swept the nine steps of the seventh floor, she also walked to a room.

The other monks also entered a room on the sixth floor.

This entrance to the seventh floor was not something they could enter at all.

It's better to choose a room on the sixth floor and condense the Yuan Infant Divine Power.

The space on the seventh floor of the Chaos Tower was only about thirty square meters, but there were three futons in the center of the seventh layer.

The rest of the place was empty, with no things or furnishings at all.

Liang Zicheng glanced at the thirty-odd square rooms, and then sat down on the futon.

He felt the concentration of the aura in the Chaos Tower, as well as the speed at which the aura recovered, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

Immediately after Liang Zicheng stretched out his hand, a spirit beast bag appeared in his hand.