After hearing the voice of the machine spirit, Tianlong couldn't help but be stunned, slowly, looking at the eyes of the people around him, his eyes flashed a strange red glow, and he snorted coldly, and said: "Since you want me to be a Shura again, then I will be a Shura again! Come on, fight with me!" As he spoke, with a move of his hand, the Qinglan Holy Sword immediately appeared in his hand, and with a slight wave, immediately a sword qi turned into a giant dragon, roared, and swept towards the people around Cheng Wuwu.

"You...... Presumptuous, don't hurt the cultivators of Sanssouci City!" Cheng Wuwu looked at it, and seemed to be shocked by Tianlong's actions, his figure flashed, and he immediately appeared in front of Tianlong, and the cultivation in the late stage of opening the sky was running, and it instantly blocked the fierce sword qi that Tianlong shot.

Tianlong is waiting for Cheng Wuwu to make a move, as for the others, he really hasn't thought about their life and death, after all, it is unknown whether these people are real or not, and Tianlong naturally has no need to worry. Seeing that Cheng Wuwu was about to block, Tianlong snorted coldly, flipped his hand, and the immortal chasing crossbow quietly appeared, and then after locking Cheng Wuwu, he immediately pulled the trigger.

A purple light shot out, and when Cheng Wuwu didn't have time to dodge, the purple light appeared in front of Cheng Wuwu's body, penetrating in an instant, leaving a fist-sized hole in his chest, straight through his back. Cheng Wuwu was just about to get close to the Heavenly Dragon Fighting Method, when his movements suddenly slowed down, and a burst of pain suddenly appeared, and then he saw him slowly fall.

"City Lord, City Lord!" Seeing Cheng Wuwu fall to the ground, the people around him who were originally going to protect Cheng Wuwu suddenly flew out, glaring at Tianlong one by one, and even many monks in the ancient realm period had already cultivated at this time, their faces were flushed, and they seemed to be on the verge of going berserk.

Tianlong looked at these people, laughed, and said: "Isn't this thirteenth level just to test my mind? Okay, since that's the case, then I'll kill him without leaving a piece of armor, I want to see if I can pass it!" After speaking, with a wave of his hand, three puppet monks immediately appeared, and it was the only remaining mid-stage puppet of the god realm, and after Tianlong had a thought, these puppet monks immediately flew out, and the cultivation was operational, and began to slaughter the surrounding monks.

"You will be punished...... Help......" Suddenly, all kinds of vicious curses were mixed with the screams that sounded in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, nearly 10,000 monks around them had fallen in a pool of blood, and the strong smell of blood was scattered with the wind, and it was really a river of blood.

Tianlong felt the bloody rain and bloody wind around him, and slowly closed his eyes, strangely, when he closed his eyes, he didn't notice that there was nothing around him, except for himself, only Cheng Wuwu, who was already lying on the ground at this time. However, to Tianlong's surprise, although there were no other people around, Tianlong could still feel the strong smell of blood, which was a unique breath after a large-scale bloodshed and killing.

"This ...... Which one is real?" Tianlong was also at a loss at this time, after all, when it came to his cultivation, he naturally knew faintly that as long as his cultivation was high enough, it would not be difficult to create a group of ordinary people in the illusion world, and even, as long as Tianlong was willing, he could also create an illusion of Yiranzi, so that the illusion would accompany him all day long. It's just that the smell of blood that makes Tianlong fall into deep doubts.

"Little Tianzi, don't be afraid, these are all fake! As long as Cheng Wuwu is killed, we can pass this so-called thirteenth level! Time is running out, do you want to fail?" The voice of the machine spirit came again, with a hint of urging in his tone, making Tianlong's brows frown slightly.

Although Cheng Wuwu fell to the ground at this time, he was not unconscious, but opened his eyes, his eyes were full of gloom, and he tried many times to stand up and fight with Tianlong, but he always failed, the hole in his body had already been stopped by him, but when he watched the three puppet monks slaughter these low-level monks, his heart was like a knife.

"Bastard, you ...... You let them go, they have no grudge against you in the past, no enmity in the near future, you ...... Why do you want to be like this?" Cheng Wuwu gritted his teeth and said word by word.

After all, your son wanted to kill me, and I killed him, and then you wanted to kill me indiscriminately, and now I defeated me, and they dared to intervene in the battle between you and me, so they must have looked down on life and death for a long time, so why should I mind if I kill them all?" After glancing at Cheng Wuwu, Tianlong sneered, and then said: "What's more, for a group of people who may not exist at all, where do I have mercy?"

After hearing Tianlong's words, Cheng Wuwu suddenly trembled, turned his head and looked at the sky tremblingly, and then after taking a deep breath, there was a desperate look in his eyes, and said, "Who told you...... No one here exist......s? Who's to say it's not a world that exists on its own? God, why do you play such a trick on me!"

Tianlong looked at Cheng's carefree eyes, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and immediately asked, "What do you seem to know, about the trial, about this thirteenth layer ......?"

Cheng Wuwu turned his head to look at the three puppet monks in the distance, at this time, the whole city in front of the three puppet monks in the middle of the god realm, there was no resistance at all, almost instantaneously, all the monks here were lying on the ground, and most of them were dead, and the few remaining people were like Cheng Wuwu, dying.

Cheng Wuwu laughed miserably, spurted a mouthful of blood foam from his mouth, closed his eyes, and said: "Since my people are dead, there is no point in me living, let's do it, on the Huangquan Road, don't let my people wait for a long time!"

Tianlong's eyes had already narrowed into a slit at this time, his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something, and suddenly shouted: "Machine Spirit, you come out, I have something to ask you!"

"What's wrong with Xiao Tianzi? If you have anything to say, just ask, I'...... I don't want to be here, or our plans will be affected!You should kill this Cheng Wuwu quickly, as long as we kill him, we will pass the thirteenth level!"

Tianlong suddenly shouted: "Machine Spirit, you get out of here!" The sound was like thunder, and the ground around it suddenly trembled and sank a few inches.

After a few breaths, there was not the slightest sound from the machine spirit, and this guy seemed to be hiding, and he didn't intend to explain it to Tianlong at all. This made Tianlong very annoyed, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in Tianlong's heart, that is, these people, these monks who were killed, most of them were living real people, and the reason why they were killed may just be a trap carefully arranged by others.

As a result, just when Tianlong was about to rummage through the cabinet and pull out the machine spirit from the storage bag to question, the little turtle's voice came out loud: "Little Tianzi, what's wrong with you? What is the purpose of being so angry? Could it be that the old guy of the machine spirit has done something hurtful? Don't worry, I'll catch it." ”

Listening to the little turtle's words, Tianlong's brows furrowed even deeper, for him, it really didn't matter if he broke the formation or not, but now he felt that he was being played with, and he had killed so many irrelevant people, how could this make Tianlong not be depressed and angry. At this time, I couldn't help but think of the last words of the boy in the twelfth level, don't believe anyone's words!

Thinking about it a little more, Tianlong suddenly had cold sweat rippling on his forehead, and he seemed to have been guarding against Cheng Wuwu from beginning to end, but he chose to believe unconditionally in the voice of the machine spirit that suddenly appeared. Although Tianlong still can't tell whether the people he killed are real or not, seeing the despair in their eyes and smelling the smell of blood around them, Tianlong still chooses to believe these a little more.

Thinking of this, Tianlong immediately sat down cross-legged, cursing and moaning at Cheng Wuwu, and for the search and pursuit of several puppet monks, all of them were decisively put aside, and the whole person was like an old monk in a fixed place, and his divine consciousness was also withdrawn, and he was concentrating on recalling every detail from entering the thirteenth level to the present.

An hour later, Tianlong suddenly opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, and then his figure flashed, appeared on a corpse, stretched out his hand, dipped some of the monk's blood, put it on his nose and smelled it, and then the cultivation worked, and his consciousness was released, and he began to observe.

But no matter how Tianlong observed, he finally came to the conclusion that these were the blood of human monks, and there was even a trace of spiritual energy mixed in it.

"What is this thirteenth level for? It's not about slaughtering the city, it's not about defeating the city lord, and I believe it's not about reviving these dead monks, then...... What the hell can be counted as passing?" Tianlong opened his eyes and looked at the three Divine Realm puppet monks who were already sitting cross-legged around him at this time, and the confusion in his eyes was even stronger.

After sitting cross-legged on the ground, Tianlong held his cheeks and thought hard, but with his IQ, he thought for a long time and didn't find anything wrong. Even, Tianlong didn't look up at Cheng Wuwu who was lying on the side, but the other party wouldn't tell him at all at this time.

"Little Tianzi, it's not good, the old boy of the machine spirit really doesn't seem to be here! I just went to Dandong Dingna to inspect it, and I didn't find it at all, you say, where did this old boy go?" Just when Tianlong was depressed and distressed, the voice of the little turtle suddenly came, and his words seemed extremely urgent.

"Hmph, since it has made up its mind to lie to me, I'm afraid it will hide and wait to see the joke at this time! Hmph, don't bother with it, we will naturally have a way to get out of here. Tianlong shook his head stubbornly and said to the little turtle. However, secretly, Tianlong sent an order to those puppet monks, only to see the three puppet monks suddenly get up and go away.

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(To be continued)