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The effective range of the distress signal is within three levels.

Those who can send a signal in 308 should be between Xuanling Master and Spirit King. They are lucky to encounter Feng Xingying's passing innate state.

After receiving the distress signal, Feng Xingying didn't dare to delay, and quickly urged: "Watermelon, speed up, go to the 308th floor."

"Miss." Ruxiang was also excited. "If someone is injured, let me save someone first?"

"Yes, but you are not allowed to use the power of the source."

"Uh-huh." Ruxiang nodded like a chicken pecking rice. In terms of medicine, Feng Xingying said to Ruxiang most that she should not rely on the power of her magical source to save people, because her power of the source is limited, after all It is not a long-term method. If you want to learn good medicine, you still have to get rid of this dependence.

Even Qin Molin came out of the space after receiving the distress signal, looked at the front quietly, and suddenly spoke:

"If you can save them, save them. The seven-story magic tower should be the masterpiece of those who are asking for help."

"Do you mean, they cleaned up layer by layer?" Feng Xingying was also shocked.

The number of demons on the first floor of the Wan Mo Tower is enough to be tested by thousands of people in the same order, but humans have always been good at offensive and defensive strategies. Even a single person, as long as they are hidden, can often engage in harassment battles, but it is difficult to mop up.

Sweeping in a large area like this, and the practice of seven consecutive layers is really a big deal. Feng Xingying also began to wonder, what kind of people have this ability, it should be said, what kind of team.

This kind of thing is estimated to require the team to do it.

Watermelon moved forward at full speed, just a few breaths, and rushed to the 308th floor with a call for help with Feng Xingying and others.

After reaching this level, there is no need for Feng Xingying to look for them, there is an arrow on their entrance card, which points to the direction of the distress signal.

Feng Xingying didn't dare to delay, moving forward at full speed in the direction of the arrow.

Compared with other grassroots, this layer is really lively. Not only are there a large number of demons assembled, but there are also hundreds of humans, and the two sides are obviously in a stalemate.

The human side was excited to see someone coming, but when they saw only three people in the distance, they started shouting at them:

"Run away, the demons are rioting, we can't hold back. While you are not surrounded, you will withdraw first."

It's kind of morale.

But, why is this sound familiar?

Feng Xingying's face showed a smile, making the speed of watermelon increase again.

"They're here! Unfortunately, there are only three people. Hey, I knew I didn't ask for help, and hurt others." The one who sent the help signal shook his head helplessly.

Their team has more than 500 people, and the formation is very complete. Because of their powerful command and cooperation, they are still moving forward and backward, but according to the current number of magic soldiers and the attitude of crazy attack, they can neither retreat nor Can't last an hour.

After an hour, without support, these people will probably sacrifice here.

This is the cruelty of the Wan Mo Tower.

"How do I see that mount so familiar? It seems like the boss."

"Don't dream. The boss is dead. People across the continent know."

"But that turtle."

"There are more people riding on tortoises. Don't think about some of them, we have to fight to the end without losing face to the boss!"

"Correct!"

The commanding man took a short time and yelled at Feng Xingying far away: "Several people who are really interested, please go up a few more layers to help issue a signal for help, we will try to persist. Such a scene must be Lingzong Can be resolved. "