After hearing Yan Zheng's words, everyone couldn't help laughing again. "Hahaha... Lao Yan, why are you so anxious? This is all a matter of no concern." Although they believe that their talents can enter the Tower of Time, no one is sure that the ascension will go smoothly. He glared sternly at Fang Tuo, who was disappointed, "Anyway, I have confidence in myself, and I have confidence in you, too. Don't be so nagging, think of a group name quickly, be more domineering." Hearing this, not only Fang Tuo, but Qin Qiu and the others were also very happy. After all, who doesn't want to smoothly ascend to the fairy world! Qin Qiu glanced at Ye Feiran, then at Yunchen and the other seven, and reminded him, "When we ascend, maybe our disciples will also ascend." As soon as these words came out, everyone was slightly stunned, and then clapped their hands, "That's right! The disciples are more talented than us monsters. Maybe they can break through to the peak of Mahayana after entering the Tower of Time." "As for Ran'er, her current cultivation level is the same as ours, and her ascension is a certainty." "In that case, let's fly to the immortal world together as master and disciple, so that we can take care of you." "Yunchen, did you hear this? You must pass the test of the Tower of Time tomorrow and strive to practice on the ninth floor of the Tower of Time." The seven people in Yunchen looked at each other and said with a smile, "Instructor Yan, Master, elders, even if you don't say it, we still think so. Anyway, we, the Third Team of Fengyun, don't want to separate." "Well done!" Yan Zheng praised immediately. Hua Moli took a sip of the spiritual wine and said slowly, "In that case, our team of six will be called Thunder, Thunder Wind and Cloud!" "Thunder Wind and Cloud can also be a group name. It would be good for us to form a group together with the disciples." Gu Wenhua agreed. Seeing that none of them had any objections, Yan Zheng made another final decision, "Then let's go to Thunder!" Next, everyone also thought that after entering the Tower of Time, they would not have the opportunity to eat spiritual food, so they ate with ease. Qin Qiu glanced at Ye Han and said, "Han'er is also a tribulation monk now. He will strive to break through to the peak of Mahayana in the Tower of Time. When the time comes, we will ascend together." "Yes, Master!" Ye Han agreed obediently, and at the same time she did not forget to introduce Murong Lingji. Although Qin Qiu was surprised, he quickly accepted it. Young people have a young life, as long as they like it. Of course, if Murong Lingji bullied Ye Han, he would not stand idly by. "Murong boy, treat Han'er well, otherwise I won't let you go." "Yes, Master!" Murong Lingji agreed seriously, and at the same time gave Qin Qiu a meeting gift. Qin Qiu didn't think too much, took the ring and put it away. After the meal, Yan Zheng and the others gave some instructions to the Fengyun Team 3 and asked them to go back and rest in preparation for the arrival of the Tower of Time. biqubao.com This night is destined to be a sleepless night, and every cultivator in the city that never sleeps is looking forward to the arrival of the Tower of Time. The next day, when the sky turned fish-belly white, the practitioners walked out of the inn one by one, and then looked at the sky with countless eyes. However, time passed slowly, and until noon, the Tower of Time was still not seen coming, which made many cultivators feel anxious. "Isn't it wrong?" "What's the rush? It's only been half a day." Ye Feiran was not anxious at all, because she believed in Master Si Xuan's ability, but she looked at the sky from time to time, and then she found that the sky seemed to be getting bluer and bluer, and the number of white clouds was gradually decreasing. When the sky was cloudless, a majestic golden tower slowly appeared in everyone's sight, and then descended little by little into the city that never sleeps. "It appears, it appears, the Tower of Time appears!" Suddenly, the entire city that never sleeps was boiling. "Oh my god! The momentum of this Tower of Time is so majestic!" "I must enter the Tower of Time to practice!" Amid everyone's discussion, the Tower of Time landed steadily in the city that never sleeps. Everyone looked at the nine-story tower in front of them, and their blood boiled all over. Soon, an old voice came from the Tower of Time, "The Tower of Time can only accommodate 4,500 cultivators. Only cultivators who have grabbed the secret key will have the opportunity to enter the Tower of Time. The Tower of Time , from one to nine, the higher the level, the greater the opportunity.” As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators became nervous and looked at the people beside them, their eyes becoming wary. After all, they were competitors from now on. At the same time, the natives of the Nightless City were also very upset. If they had known that there were so few places in the Tower of Time, they would have tried to find ways to prevent outside practitioners from entering. Feng Mo's expression was unpredictable, and then she smiled bitterly in her heart. With such a great opportunity in the Tower of Time, how could they prevent the cultivators from outside with their ability in the city that never sleeps. The city's defense formation in the Nightless City was indeed very powerful, but she knew that Emperor Zun and Poison Master Murong were capable of breaking through it. Now, all we can do is watch the fate of the cultivators in the Night City. After a while, the old voice continued to sound, "Now, the battle for the secret key begins!" "No, we don't even know what the secret key looks like!" However, the old voice ignored these voices, and the next moment the Tower of Time suddenly emitted a golden light. The golden light disappeared, and all the cultivators in the Nightless City also disappeared. At the same time, the city's defense formation in the Nightless City also automatically opened. Ye Feiran felt a sense of dizziness. When she opened her eyes, she found that she had arrived in a secret realm. Before she could take in the surrounding environment, Ye Feixuan's figure appeared, followed by Yu Liuxia, Gao Wanyun, Duanmu Shuche, Sima Yongyan, Rong Jing, Shen Ke, Qian Mingzhu, Nie Yingluo. Seeing these people, Ye Feiran suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, good guys, they are all the proud sons of the big forces. Everyone looked at each other and looked speechless. Ye Feixuan glanced at them and said, "Aran, let's go!" Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan left, and the remaining people quickly formed a team and left. Duanmu Shuche, Sima Yongyan and Rong Jing were in a group, Qian Mingzhu and Nie Yingluo were in a group, Yu Liuxia and Shen Ke were in a group, and only Gao Wanyun was alone. Gao Wanyun glanced at their backs with sinister eyes, and then quickly chased after them. Because there is only one road, even if they form a team, the distance between them is still not far. Soon, they entered a forest. As soon as she entered the forest, Ye Feixuan found a golden secret key, a nine-character key, which meant that this was the secret key to the ninth floor of the Tower of Time. Ye Feixuan picked up the secret key with quick eyes and hands. Ye Feiran: "!!!" As soon as she entered, she got the secret key to the ninth floor of the Tower of Time. Ah Xuan was so lucky! "Axuan, congratulations!" Ye Feixuan was also very happy, "I never thought I was so lucky." Si Xuan, Ye Murin and Murong Lingji were also so lucky. The three of them were sent to the same place, and then they encountered three nine-character secret keys. The three people put away the secret key and found a cave in a tacit understanding to wait for the battle for the secret key to end.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
