Raised a god

The black mist is like a formidable enemy, facing the enemy from the front and back, unable to escape for a while, the man in blue grabbed the void forward with his hands, and there were bursts of screams in the black mist, the screams were mixed with sound waves, the man in blue slightly Frowning, he shouted to the disciples behind him: "Cover your ears, protect your mind."

Everyone is busy with luck.

The man in blue exerted force on his hand, the scream became more and more horrific, the black mist became thinner, and finally the man in blue's palm was the center of the vortex, and was completely sucked in by that man.

After the black mist dissipated, the blue-clothed person showed his face, the lighthouse was dim, the person stood at the turning, his face was still a little blurry, although he was called a senior brother by the two female cultivators, he was probably only sixteen or seventeen years old It was nothing more than a young man, obviously wearing the same blue door uniform, but this person had a different temperament. With a slight movement of his fingers, the gold-rimmed folding fan that was originally covered by everyone flew back to the person's hand, and the light dimmed.

Everyone was relieved, and the female cultivator who had been at odds with Qin Wanwan before took the opportunity to say: "Brother Bai, Qin Wanwan's reckless behavior has caused such harm!"

Qin Wanwan was so angry that her eyes turned red, she glanced at her classmates who were probably watching coldly, she bit her lips and said aggrievedly: "Senior brother, I was just doing it out of good intentions, it's obvious that Gao Anxiu deliberately obstructed me, even the master said that we should unite as one and defend against foreign enemies together, Gao Anxiu, what are your intentions!"

Gao Anxiu raised her eyebrows and sneered: "What's my intention? You're taking a bite out of it, so let everyone judge. Just who caused that filthy thing..."

"All right."

The boy frowned slightly and opened his mouth.

Since he opened his mouth, the two nuns couldn't continue, and stopped.

The young man took a few steps forward, and finally reached the place where the lights were flickering, revealing his true face, flawless and unsullied, his complexion was a little cold and pale at this moment, but the warm red light illuminated this cold face a bit. Come on.

Even though everyone watched too much, they always lost their minds. This is really an indescribable face.

No matter who it is, no one will deny that this is a peerless face. Only a stroke of genius can make such a stroke, and nothing better can be found.

He is only about 16 years old. If he waits for a few more years, he will be at the prime of his life, and what a peerless scene it will be.

He looked at Gao Anxiu, Gao Anxiu blushed, and lowered her head slightly. She was actually a year older than this boy, but everyone here would not show any disrespect to this boy. The surrender that came was...afraid of the methods that the young man had heard before.

He looked at Qin Wanwan again, and Qin Wanwan also lowered her head.

The young man didn't intend to take care of this kind of thing. He just turned back from the fourth floor and came down in a hurry because he had other things to do. For him, it doesn't matter if the whole group of disciples are wiped out.

"I found the way to the No.13 floor, I left a mark along the way, you go there."

Among the disciples, a male cultivator asked suspiciously: "Brother Bai, won't you go up with us?"

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched into a smile, "If you are another sect, don't you know that we have come to the Poling Pagoda?"

Everyone hurriedly said that the senior brother is so courageous, he wants to use all his strength to resist the disciples of other sects, and he rushed to the thirteenth floor of the Broken Spirit Pagoda after applauding.

Who knew that Senior Brother Bai was obviously impatient to meet someone?

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When Shen Jinzhi saw the Broken Spirit Pagoda, he was completely shocked.

This tower is very huge, and when I came all the way, I heard what kind of magic was used in this tower, the inside is wider than the outside.

Hurrying all the way, the morning glow was all over the sky when I came here, and the fiery red clouds shone on the giant black tower, shining brightly. The ground is inserted on the mainland, and the black eaves of the tower open outwards, which has a great visual impact. It is already so old, but it still gives people a great sense of fear. The fear of the unknown is powerful.

Shen Jinzhi looked at the door of the tower from a distance, and felt that it was more like a black monster, and the countless magic weapons inside were like bait to lure prey.

There are intermittent barriers on all sides of the tower, not a single blade of grass grows, like intermittent thunder and lightning, some are left by the former powerful, and there are also several major sects set up together. Coming here was probably a convention, and two people were sent here. The one who came from Luo Zizong was Li Yanfeng, and it was the frivolous young man with peach blossom eyes who was called Song Jundi, who Shen Jinzhi guessed. That's right, the relationship between him and the suzerain of the Luozi Sect is naturally extraordinary. The only grandson of the Ziru Taoist is naturally loved by thousands of people in the Luozi Sect.

Li Yanfeng and Song Jundi greeted the senior monks from other sects who had arrived first, because they could only stay outside, so they began to give them a lot of instructions.

Only then did Shen Jinzhi realize that this was originally a contest. Except for the first to ten floors that had been plundered, every nine floors of this tower were extremely huge and complex, containing countless treasures and guarding countless evil spirits. Obscene and strange.

Twenty qi-training period disciples from each of the six major sects came here, and which sect climbed to the highest floor first within a month and got the most treasures was the key to judging this competition.

But these are just side dishes, no matter how good the treasures of the qi training period are, how good can they be? One each of the instruments.

The golden core stage and the Nascent Soul stage are no different from the Qi training stage, the Qi training stage is nothing more than a small quarrel, the power of the top magic weapon of the Nascent Soul stage, the same Nascent Soul stage, magic weapons of different powers can often determine the winner or loser.

The winners and losers of the Nascent Soul Stage, the Nascent Soul Stage is the best in the east, not all small sects have Nascent Soul Stage monks, most of the Nascent Soul Stage monks are only concentrated in the six major sects, and some demon cultivators are casual cultivators. It is only through great evil and great chance that one can be achieved occasionally.

This has been related to the rise and fall of the sect in the next few decades.

However, Shen Jinzhi was slightly puzzled. Not far away, Wan Ruizong, Jiushao Pavilion, and other high-level monks and young disciples of several sects were standing not far away. The established rules are to wait until noon today. To be fair, everyone Only then will they enter together, but didn't Wan Ruizong know that this place was opened early and sent people in early.

Before Shen Jinzhi asked a question, someone had already taken a step ahead of him.

"Uncle Song, didn't you say that Wan Ruizong..." It was a handsome young man. Shen Jinzhi memorized the names of many people along the way. He was born with an ordinary handsome face, but looking at his face, he only felt righteous. Extremely, it was Jing Huilin, the demon-wisting body.

The frivolous young man waved his hand to signal them not to speak, and then sent them a secret message, "Wan Ruizong divided two groups of disciples, one group went in without knowing how to hide, and the other group pretended to be outside. When the two phases meet, the good things will naturally be taken by them."

Shen Jinzhi still had doubts in his heart, and he heard the young man say again: "The strange thing is, I don't know how the other group went in without knowing the ghosts, and how they came out without knowing the ghosts... Could it be that Wan Ruizong, what kind of fairy root disciples did it..."

Shen Jin's heart twitched. Immortal roots... Sure enough, there are immortal roots. They must be delicacies, delicacies...

The dish... was already very close to him.