"Suffered!" Qing Ling knew that the situation was not good when he heard it. What she feared might have happened. When the Demon Shadow Ancestor noticed the existence of the Spirit Ice Attack, he would definitely lure it, and the Spirit Ice Attack's desire for strength at this time might really fall for the Demon Shadow Ancestor's way!

Qing Ling sped up, trying to catch up with Ling Bing as soon as possible and stop him.

The eighteenth, nineteenth, and twentieth floors are all guarded by monsters, and with the help of Feng Xuan's real name, Qingling has passed smoothly again and again.

Qing Ling felt that the distance between her and Ling Bing was getting closer and closer, maybe he was on the next layer!

The twenty-first floor is inhabited by two silver-armored zombies who have opened their minds, and their strength is not weak. Qing Ling threw the Storm Thunder Pill over without hesitation, created a big explosion in this layer, and rushed into the twenty-second floor of the trial tower while the chaos was in chaos. A familiar figure appeared in front of him, "Ice attack, stop!"

At this moment, Ling Bing Attack got the approval of the ghost creature on the twenty-second floor, and he could walk up smoothly, and was about to start to climb to the twenty-third floor, when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, "Stop! cough ......"

Qing Ling only cared about chasing forward, but ignored the ghosts in this layer, and was caught off guard by a sneak attack, a small mouthful of blood rushed up, his throat was sweet, and a bloody mark appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Qing Ling is injured!

When Ling Bing heard her cough, he immediately reacted, and was about to turn around and come back to save her, but he was forcibly pulled by a suction force at the entrance of the twenty-third floor, and slowly pulled him up.

"Don't go any further! Danger!" Qing Ling warned with a torn voice covering his chest, his eyes fixed on Ling Bing's body, and he also noticed that he seemed to be unable to help himself when he was pulled up.

"No matter how many floors you go up, I'll rush up to find you!" Qing Ling's tone was affirmative, deeply forgetting that Ling Bing glanced at him, and at this time he was still pulled into the twenty-third floor of the trial tower.

The battle on the twenty-second floor was about to break out, and Qing Ling understood that if he wanted to go up, he had to deal with the two ghosts here first. She found that the strength of the two ghost ghouls here was not weaker than that of the mid-stage cultivators of distraction, so it was no wonder that the sneak attack just now could hurt herself.

Qing Ling, a ghost thing with such strength, can't be put in her eyes yet, but to solve it, it still takes a lot of effort, she can't delay any more time, she must rush up as soon as possible, just now the spirit ice attack was pulled upwards The move told Qing Ling that the Demon Shadow Ancestor may have taken action in person, if it is really like that, she will have no time to delay!

"Kill-" The dragon spirit sword flew out from the center of the eyebrows, bringing a streamer of light towards one of the ghouls, Quanquan's strength could not leak here, Qing Ling personally shot, Zhenyuan condensed in his hand, forming a cluster of red fireballs. The flames had solidified more than ten times under her control, baking the eerie aura in the trial tower and gradually evaporating it, and more than a dozen fireballs flew towards another ghoul from all directions, each fireball followed by wind blades.

Wind helps fire, this spell is a compound spell, the wind blade makes the fireball more powerful, and the fireball is infected with the wind blade's aura and is more likely to hurt the enemy.

Qing Ling didn't hide his strength, he shot with all his might, and almost in a moment of time, he had already cleaned up the ghoul who was blocking the way, turned into a cloud of flying ash and dissipated. And the Dragon Spirit Sword has been nourished in Qing Ling's body for a long time, even if it is not controlled by Qing Ling, he has long known how to kill the enemy on his own, and he can quickly get rid of a ghoul.

"Little sister, there is demonic energy on it!" Quanquan's voice suddenly sounded in Qing Ling's ears. Qing Ling looked up, and at the entrance to the twenty-third floor of the Trial Tower, a gray gas formed a wall to block the way!