supreme lord

"Quick, quick, it's started, you can finally lean in, let's go!"

Seeing that the battle for the Ganzhen Tower was about to start, the people who were ten miles away approached the Ganzhen Tower one after another.

"The rules are the same as in the past. You three sects climb the tower for a while. First, the one who climbs to the top wins. Second, the same floor, the one who lasts longer wins."

"You can choose two temporary guardians of similar age to protect them for a while."

"In the battle tower, life or death...doesn't matter!"

"Half stick of incense time to prepare!"

After the old man finished speaking, he stood aside, looked up at the Qianzhen Tower, fear remained in his old eyes...

这帮小逼源"发；自;小.说,群:9;8、0!2，0；5?8'5：6！！崽子可别遇到那个白衣啊……

"Old Luo, who do you send to help my sect?" Yang Dong hurriedly came to Luo Shu's side and asked eagerly.

Luo Shu rolled the bead chain in his hand, and said without the slightest hesitation: "One night, Tie Nan, you two go."

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

Li Yiye and Tie Nan came to Luo Shu and bowed to answer, then looked at Yang Dong.

Yang Dong glanced at Li Yiye and Tie Nan suspiciously, he couldn't say anything more, so he chose to trust, looked at Luo Shu and said softly: "Old Luo, please, the Qianzhen Tower is very important to my Qianzhen Sect!"

"Don't worry, why are you panicking? One night and Tie Nan are my powerful sons in Wuxin Pavilion!" Luo Shu patted Yang Dong's shoulder and said solemnly.

Tie Nan and Li Yiye pouted their lips and remained silent.

"Ming'er, come here." Yang Dong waved towards the Qianzhenzong camp and shouted.

Immediately a young man walked over quickly and bowed: "Father."

Yang Dong nodded, then looked at Luoshu who closed his eyes, then looked at Li Yiye and Tie Nan and smiled: "Yiye, Tie Nan, this is my son, the current Qianzhen Sect, you should get to know each other first. We will be able to cooperate better in the tower later on."

After Yang Dong finished speaking, he motioned for his son and then backed away.

"My name is Yang Ming, and I'm now the son of the Qianzhen Sect. Later, I will rely on the two of you in the Qianzhen Pagoda!"

Yang Ming was also straightforward, cupped his hands neatly, and introduced himself with a smile.

"Hey, it's easy to say, I'm Tienan, and he's Yiye!" Tienan also cupped his hands and said with a silly smile.

When Tie Nan was about to continue communicating with Yang Ming, the old voice sounded.

"Enter the tower!"

Suddenly, all kinds of noisy voices in the field disappeared.

Nine figures came to the tower gate.

It is the three arrays and six temporary protectors!

Abin, who was guarding the gate of the tower, looked at the nine people in front of him, his eyes flickering. He knew that there was a mysterious person in the tower...

I wish these nine people good luck... He can only care about himself and not others.

After a while, he took the opportunity to run away.

He had a premonition that something big would happen in this battle tower today!

With a creak, Abin pushed open the tower door for nine people to enter.

Yang Ming looked at the deep tower gate, then tilted his head to look at the other two sects, and found that they were also looking at each other with cold eyes.

Then he stopped talking, and without looking back, he softly shouted to Tie Nan and Li Yiye who were behind him: "You two, rely on me! Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed into the tower first!

Tie Nanli and Li Yiye glanced at each other and quickly followed!

The eyes of the other six people turned cold, and they also rushed in quickly!

Crunch... bang!

The tower gate is closed!

The old man arrived in front of the crowd, glanced at the crowd of tens of thousands of races in the outer circle, then looked at the three suzerains who looked a little nervous, and said in a concentrated voice: "Everyone, just wait here with peace of mind."

Immediately, the old hand pinched the seal slightly, and then waved lightly, a light curtain of several feet appeared out of thin air!

Seeing this, everyone stared at the light curtain tightly, without blinking their eyes!

Three identical dots of light appeared on it, which were the three formations, all of which are now on the first floor.

For the Sanzhen Sect, this is related to the power of the Ganzhen Pagoda for three years, it is of great importance!

For the thousands of people in the outer circle, it is related to whether they make a profit or lose money...

Especially the person who bet on 2 amethysts stared at the light curtain with bloodshot eyes, like an extreme gambler.

That's all his burning crystals!

Is it an old woman in the alley tonight or a young and beautiful prostitute in the spring house...

Just look at this game! !

……

The ninth floor of the Ganzhen Tower.

Da da da...

The footsteps are faint,

Dressed in white clothes, he swayed up leisurely.

The surrounding turbulent formations were so frightened that they fled around, not daring to approach, let alone stop the young man in white!

Lu Nanzhuo's eyes were quiet, and he casually glanced around the ninth floor.

This ninth floor is really nothing special.

uninteresting.

He remembered that when he entered the tower, he met an old man who was stubborn enough to stop him...

"Who are you?!" Zhen Lao Lao looked sharply at the young man in white in front of him and shouted.

Lu Nanzhuo didn't even look at him, and walked in with his hands behind his hands.

"Presumptuous! The battle for the Ganzhen tower is not open yet! How dare you enter the tower without authorization? What sect are you from!" The old man became furious when he saw the young man in white ignoring him!

He is the guardian of the Qianzhen Tower in Xuanlingyu, don't you want to lose face? !

Seeing that the young man in white didn't answer, but was still walking in, the old man's face turned slightly ruthless, he circulated his spiritual energy, and the plump purple martial ring under his body flickered, a martial sage at his peak!

The veteran made a quick tactic, and a wave of fluctuations permeated the air, and a miniature formation slowly appeared in the palm of his hand, shining with colorful streamers!

Immediately, it violently threw it towards the back of the young man in white, bringing up a beautiful colorful streamer tail!

Just when the miniature formation was about to plunder the young man in white, a scene that horrified the old man appeared!

The young man in white turned around slowly, looked at him calmly with his quiet eyes, stretched out his left palm, and the two fingers of the middle index pinched his miniature formation precisely and lightly!

This miniature formation of his is unstoppable by ordinary martial saints...

That's right, it was so easy to be pinched by this young man in white with two fingers...

Lu Nanzhuo looked at the gizmo with colorful streamers shining between his index fingers, his eyes were calm.

Then gently squeeze,

click,

The miniature array was shattered under the unbelievable eyes of the old array...

Before the old man could react, an ordinary fist grew bigger and bigger in his pupils, and slammed on the old man's face.

His face was instantly distorted by this punch, and then he flew upside down, landed on the wall of the tower, and then slowly slid down...

Flowing clouds and flowing water...

Finally, the old man passed out.

Lu Nanzhuo put away his fists and looked at the fainted old man, his eyes faint.

It was indeed his fault to break into this formation tower, so he only used one-hundredth of a millionth of the force in this punch, which would not kill the old man, at most he would faint for a while.

Lu Nanzhuo shook his head a little helplessly, feeling in his heart,

This deity is so strong, but still maintains the habit of distinguishing right from wrong, being soft-hearted, alas, so tired...

At that time, when Duotian is resurrected, he doesn't need to do everything by himself.

He is lazy.

……

Lu Nanzhuo walked slowly to the central stone platform on the ninth floor with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the three dusty scrolls placed on the stone platform, his eyes were calm.

Picked up a scroll, blew it lightly, and spread it out,

"Heaven-level high-grade large formation, Zhou Tianxing's battle formation map?"

With a low murmur, it was closed, and it was casually thrown back on the table like throwing garbage, and then picked up a scroll again.

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Chapter 138 Anyone else?

Of these three scrolls, the first Heaven Rank High Grade is actually the highest rank, and the other two are only Heaven Rank Middle Grade.

Then Lu Nanzhuo took the three scrolls into the Tower of Eternal Life.

Anyway, no one can get up to the ninth floor, so it's better for him to accept it first, and see who is pleasing to the eye and give it to whom in the future.

Glancing again, he made sure there was nothing unusual, so he walked towards the lower floor with his hands behind his back...

The dense array around him fluctuated violently, and he was so frightened that he fled around, as if hiding from ghosts and gods.

……

Outside the Ganzhen Tower.

"Excellent, the three sects have all reached the fifth floor!"

"Well, when they step into the sixth floor, the real competition will begin... At that time, the disciples of their respective support sects will also fight!"

"Hey...but I guess it has to be yin and yang..."

"You fart!! I have bet all of my wealth on Qianzhenzong and Lingzong!! I will definitely not lose!"

……

Listening to the discussion from the outer circle, the suzerains in front of the pagoda did not speak, but stared nervously at the red dot on the light curtain.

Only Luo Shu felt a little sleepy, stretched and yawned.

"Old Luo, can you stop being so lazy..."

Yang Dong looked at Luo Shu and said helplessly that his mentality was about to collapse.

...

The fifth floor of the Ganzhen Tower.

The formation is plundering eloquently.

The three sects struggled for a while, occasionally staring at each other viciously.

Behind them, the two figures standing separately are also slightly slumped, but because they are not array masters, they are in better condition than their condition.

"You two, once they step on the sixth floor later, they should be ready to attack...I'm so weak from being crushed by the formation, when the time comes..."

Yang Ming's voice transmission suddenly sounded in Tie Nan and Li Yiye's minds, and the two of them focused their eyes slightly, and said to him through the voice transmission: "Don't worry, you can just take your steps and leave the rest to us."

Listening to the calm and calm words of the two in his mind, Yang Ming's confidence was greatly boosted!

Immediately quickened the pace!

Today he must enter the seventh floor!

Seeing Yang Ming and the others quicken their pace, Yin Yangzong's eyes sharpened for a while, and after signaling to the two people behind him, he also quickened his pace.