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The breeze blew through the meadow, and the fresh scent of grass blew away the smell of blood, leaving only a mess of ground.

Mo Xie also sat down on the ground and gasped for breath, he looked at the dead opponent in front of him, who was turning into points of light and drifting away little by little, and couldn't help but show a happy smile on his face.

Although this battle was thrilling, and even killed as long as one was not careful, Mo Xie still smiled happily, he felt that this battle was the most enjoyable and exciting fight in his life.

Airplanes!

When all the corpses disappeared, a spatial ripple suddenly appeared above Mo Xie's head, and before he could react, he was sucked in at once.

And when he opened his eyes again, the original grassland in front of him had turned into a neat street, and there were many houses next to it, but Mo Xie didn't see any sign of anyone's life, and it was obvious that this was the second floor of the Tower of the Afterlife.

"I... This feels...."

The ink evil let out a strange moan slightly, and his body twisted in an unnatural posture, with a very comfortable expression on his face, which made people only think that the ink evil was a BT.

I moaned for about ten minutes or so.

The tingling sensation in his body gradually faded, and Mo Xie's eyes were still open, and then he stood up, moved his hands and feet slightly, and his movements were extremely brisk, and he didn't see any signs of injury.

"This Afterlife Tower can actually increase the strength of my physical body?"

At the moment when the ink evil activity was finished, his whole person was shocked, because he felt that his physical body was getting stronger, and this strengthening was not that the physical strength was unlocked, but that it was directly enhanced in essence.

Especially in terms of strength, it is a little stronger, although this change is not reflected in the overall aspect.

But Mo Xie knew how difficult it was to go further with his current physical strength.

Even if he could strengthen himself by hunting immortal cultivators and devouring the other party's spiritual roots, if he wanted to do so, I am afraid that no one hundred and eighty people would be able to do it.

"Presumably, the reason why Wang Ye's physical body broke through to the half-step spirit weapon stage is mostly because of the Death Tower, if you calculate it this way, the obedient physical body is probably also terrifyingly strong, and it is very likely that it has already stepped into the spirit weapon stage. ”

Mo Xie's thoughts were like lightning and flint, he understood in an instant how Wang Ye had done that, before he thought that Wang Ye had been created, but now it seems that most of it has nothing to do with the Tower of Death.

But after figuring out this next question, it came one after another, why did the obedient leave the water?

According to reason, he has no reason to release the water, if there is some collusion between him and Wang Ye to deliberately let Wang Ye win, it will be too stupid.

Because Wang Ye's combat power is a big difference compared to himself, what can the two people who don't even match their combat power need to cooperate?

Swish!

Just as Mo Xie was thinking, ripples suddenly appeared in the space behind him, and then a dagger with cold light appeared behind him.

Mo Xie immediately tightened his body, subconsciously staggered a step, twisted his body, and through the afterglow, he saw a man in a black robe, holding a dagger and slashing towards his arm.

"Monk?"

Despite the loss of cultivation, Mo Xie's eyesight was still there, and he clearly saw the blood qi emitted by the other party, although the strength was not high, it should also have the appearance of double or triple blood condensation realm.

"Now it's okay. ”

Mo Xie rolled on the spot and distanced himself from the man, and the spirit that was a little sluggish before instantly entered the battle state, and his eyes kept looking around, but he found that the only opponent he had to face on this level was the person in front of him, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The Blood Condensation Realm, even if it is the Blood Condensation Realm, has stepped into the ranks of monks, and there is a big gap between it and mortals, both in terms of physical defense and physical strength.

For example, if a monk with a heavy blood condensation realm and a mortal who has experienced a hundred battles face each other, then the final result may be the death of the monk, but the other party will definitely not win so easily, and there will even be a scene of bitter fighting.

"This Afterlife Tower is really fucking up, no matter how you say it, you have to let go of my cultivation a little bit. ”

Mo Xie scolded secretly, and his body jumped slightly, originally he thought that he could dodge the other party's attack, but it was obvious that the other party was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and as soon as he made a move, he knew that before he became a monk, he must be a mortal with a lot of combat experience. schoolbag

Hiss!

A cut appeared from Mo Xie's face, and blood rushed out at once, which made him have a toothache, although there was only one person on the other side, but it gave Mo Xie the feeling as if he was facing more than a dozen people, and he had no way to start, so he could only passively defend and wait until the other party showed his flaws.

And on the other side.

Outside the Death Tower, there have been many inner disciples, a piece of black pressing, and above everyone, a translucent screen has appeared, hanging high in the air, as long as you look up slightly, you can see the ink evil in the screen making all kinds of actions that ordinary people can't do, dodging attacks.

Every time it was time for a thrill, everyone would let out an exclamation of surprise, and when they were victorious, they would breathe a sigh of relief, as if the people fighting on the projection were not Mo Xie, but them.

"This ink evil has too much combat experience, and the same mortal is attacked by more than a dozen people without showing any disgrace, and can even counterattack, and the disciple of the inheritance is really worthy of his reputation. ”

"What's so hard about this, I can do it too. ”

"I remember you, you used it hundreds of times when you passed the first floor......

"Who are you, how do you know? Can't you ever spy on me?"

"Brother, it's not that I'm spying on you, but that I've been on a sweeping mission here, and I've seen you every day, hundreds of times, and I think even if it's a pig, I should know you. ”

"Ahem.... Excuse me... Farewell...."

The sound of discussion was like waves, wave after wave, and most of them were disciples who came here to challenge their limits, because the Pagoda of the Afterlife can be opened infinitely and entered infinitely.

But this time, for some reason, the door of the Tower of the Past has been closed, even if they put their identity jade plate on the door, this is the first time that this situation has appeared, making everyone wonder.

Thinking that they would be able to enter after a while, they had been waiting, but at this time, a huge projection with the figure of the ink demon suddenly appeared in midair.

Originally, these disciples hadn't recognized the person on the projection, but then they didn't know who screamed loudly, and the name and status of the ink evil were instantly recalled by these people.

Young people are competitive, especially in the place where the Afterlife Sect is particularly competitive, many people are actually not convinced by the ink evil, but then their unconvinced psychology suddenly disappeared, because they were attracted by the ink evil's fighting posture like flowing water.

A series of exclamations unconsciously erupted from his mouth.

However, some people didn't do this, but took out the core disciples behind them on the link to the communication jade card, and they were constantly reporting something, and it could be seen from the shape of their mouths that they were talking about the amazing combat skills that Mo Xie showed this time.

Zhou Chong was also in the crowd, originally he was ordered by Yu Yu to convey the news to Mo Xie ten months ago, but because Mo Xie was in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at that time, he had to wait outside, who made him not a disciple of the lineage... It's free to enter, so you can stay in it for as long as you want.

After ten months of guarding outside the Scripture Pavilion, he had to meditate and practice to fill the loneliness in his heart, but who thought that he was such a cultivator, and the ink evil left with his eyelids lowered.

When he knew that he was coming, the ink evil had already entered the tower of the afterlife, and he wanted to cry without tears in an instant.

But fortunately, you can see the scene of the battle of the ink evil here, so you can pass the time.

"That's not right, I remember that the second layer is obviously a mortal, how did he become a monk of the Blood Condensation Realm when he came here, and the realms of the two don't match, isn't this asking for human life. ”

Zhou Chong's face was full of doubts, he had been to the Death Pagoda before, and he had successfully broken through the tenth layer, but in his memory, the first ten floors of the Death Pagoda were all mortal levels, and there was no sign of cultivation, and only the tenth to the twentieth floors would really come into contact with the monks of the Blood Condensation Realm.

"This is normal, there is only one answer to this situation, and that is that the ink evil has passed the first layer with a full score, and the Tower of the Dead will formulate enemies based on the challenger's score. ”

A handsome-looking inner disciple around him opened his mouth to answer, but seeing that Zhou Chong still looked confused, he thought that he was a new inner disciple, and in line with the idea that making a friend was a friend, he began to answer patiently.

"There are four points in the Tower of the Afterlife, inferior, medium, upper, and extra-class, each of which corresponds to a different enemy and reward, with the lowest and the highest being the highest, and only a few people in the past generations have been able to reach the special score. ”

"Senior Brother Mo is the sixth, and the one who got the top score in front of him is obedient, but he only maintained dozens of layers of special scores at the beginning, and in the end, he passed with the top score. ”

"Don't underestimate the Superior score, although he is not particularly powerful, but you must know how difficult it is to get all the way from the first layer to the one hundred and eleventh level with the Superior and Superior scores. ”

"Let me tell you this, the opponent you encounter in the inferior score is a small realm weaker than yourself, the middle is flat, the upper grade is a small realm, and the special grade is two to five small realms higher, and the number of opponents will gradually increase exponentially, that is to say, the opponents you will face are not one or two, but five, ten, twenty so many. ”

After Zhou Chong heard this, his expression froze, the young man's words made him clearly understand the gap between people, originally he thought that Mo Xie was just much stronger than him, but he didn't expect it to be so strong, I'm afraid he wanted to kill himself, it's just a matter of a finger.....