Chapter 2387

Xuanhuang tower, first floor.

More and more practitioners are pouring in, all over this world.

The saints of the first and second robberies are busy looking for opportunities. From time to time, treasures are born, blooming with thousands of precious lights, attracting the eyes of all sides.

Then there was a fierce competition.

Such a situation is constantly staged throughout the world.

The practitioners above the second robbery were all hovering in the air without taking action. They were all waiting for the passage on the second floor to appear.

Countless powerful thoughts swept back and forth in the air, exploring every corner of this world.

"Channel found!"

About ten minutes later, someone shouted.

At the next moment, all the people in the air rushed through the passage and entered the second floor.

Compared with the first floor, the space of this floor is much larger, and the landform is also much different. It has a little more flavor of flood and famine. The fierce animals on it are stronger and the blood is more ancient.

Tang Hao glanced away and saw many descendants of the flood and famine.

"It seems that one layer is more dangerous than the other!"

Tang Hao murmured.

The descendants of Honghuang are born with powerful magical powers. In the same rank, almost most practitioners are not opponents of the descendants of Honghuang, and only geniuses and demons can compete.

The more descendants there are, the more dangerous it will be for practitioners to enter here. It's very likely that they didn't find the opportunity and were swallowed by these fierce beasts.

"Let the disciples be careful!"

Tang Hao Chong Chuang huazi Dao.

Chuang huazi answered and went to release all the disciples of Erjie.

"Don't worry, elder Tang. All of our disciples of the creator sect are carefully selected talents. They are selected by the elders who have traveled all over the eight wastelands. In addition, with the vigorous cultivation of the sect, they all have a powerful magic power, which is far better than that of other ancient tribes. Even the disciples of the sect, even the thirty-three days' disciples, may not be comparable to our disciples."

When Chuang huazi came back, he smiled.

"Yes!"

Tang Hao heard the speech and nodded.

Indeed, none of his disciples were ordinary people. The former disciples were the geniuses who the elders had traveled all over the eight wastelands and collected by various means. Later, after the rise of the eight wastelands, people all over the eight wastelands wanted to worship him and chose the geniuses among the geniuses.

What kind of sage's talent, the disciples of the school grasp a lot.

In addition, he has many treasures, various divine bones and supreme skills. Even fools can become geniuses, not to mention a group of geniuses.

Moreover, he has many weapons of fortune, and his disciples are all excellent. It's not a problem for disciples of other forces or these wild beasts.

"Good!"

Tang Hao was quite satisfied after looking at the performance of several disciples.

Although these disciples are highly qualified, many of them are at the level of the son of God in those ancient tribes, but their realm has improved too fast and lack of discipline. This xuanhuang tower trial is just for them to practice well.

"Go!"

When the third floor entrance appeared, he rushed there.

On the third floor, not only the space became larger, but also more dangerous, more fierce animals, and many dangerous places appeared.

The same is true for the fourth and fifth floors.

One layer is more dangerous than the other.

And the more up, the fewer people.

After reaching the fifth floor, with all five robberies and some six robberies falling, the number in the sky decreased by more than half, and the rest were all six robberies, seven robberies and those eight robberies.

Although the cultivation world of Pangu is prosperous and there are as many saints as cattle hair, most of them are still low-level, and there are fewer middle-level saints as they go up.

In an ancient clan, many are seven robbers, some are more than a few, but there will be no more. As for six robbers, most are dozens, and not many are more than 50.

There are tens of thousands of ancient families and sects here. With scattered repairs in various roads, there are only 33 days left, and there are only 34 million people left.

On the sixth floor, the number dropped sharply again, leaving only 40000 or 50000 people.

This is the number of seven robberies in Pangu today.

"A little less!"

Tang Hao looked around and counted it again. He couldn't help shaking his head.

There are still too few practitioners at the God King level.

On this strength, how to fight with the nine colors and one family?

The nine color clan is supported by the Dragon Bo Protoss, and their individual strength is far beyond that of ordinary practitioners. I'm afraid they are far better than Pangu in terms of strength and number.

"I can only hope they arrive later!"

Tang Hao murmured.

If the invasion comes later, he can cultivate more talents and create more seven disasters.

"The entrance is found!"

While he was meditating, there was a loud voice. It was zixutian who found the entrance to the next floor.

Tang Hao rushed over and followed him into the seventh floor.

At this level, almost everyone fell down, scattered around, and began to look for opportunities. Only those figures shrouded in immortal light remained in the air.

They are all eight robbers. They don't see things on this level. They need to enter the next level.

"Let's go down first and find some opportunities. After a while, we'll go to the eighth floor!"

Tang Hao pondered a little and made a decision. He took Chuang huazi and others and fell down.