On the second morning, the sun just sprinkled on the ground, and the vast expanse of the fairy palace was dyed with a layer of bright colors. In this morning, a long ring of bells echoed slowly, and this piece of heaven and earth The silence between the moments is completely broken.

The sound of Zhong Ming was spread throughout the fairy palace, and countless disciples suddenly looked up and quickly flew out of the cave. When looking at the sky above nine days, there was a fine mangling.

"The time is up..."

On the bed, Luo Yang's eyes slowly opened, and after a whisper in his mouth, the right hand took a shot from the waist, and the mask given by Zhang Qinger immediately flew out.

After looking at the mask in his hand, Luo Yang didn't have much hesitation. He raised his hand and put it on his face. The whole person's breath changed suddenly, without any appearance.

After the light in his eyes flashed, Luo Yang’s figure flew straight out of Dongfu. When his eyes swept over the mountains, he paused for a moment in front of a cave. There was nothing in the cave. The pressure is slowly condensing, and his heart knows that there is a cold child who is retreating.

When Luo Yang’s gaze was withdrawn, the young child in a blue long dress was also floating. The two stood side by side, standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the sky for nine days.

I saw that there was a chaos in the sky, and there was a dazzling light from time to time. Along with the thunderous bang, a bronze giant tower suddenly smashed the world, as if it was coming from another world, shocking everyone's heart!

A gaze is looking toward the bronze giant tower in the sky. The height of this tower is hundreds of feet, a total of ninety-nine layers. On each corner of the four layers, there are strong chains locked, and the sky is always open. Among them.

On each layer of the bronze giant door, there are countless monsters carved, each of which looks like a cockroach, breathless and terrifying.

This tower is the hundred towers!

"This time, the opening of the tower, for half a month, the number of layers opened, is limited to the last three days, Wanger is equal, and he has to give his life in vain!"

An old voice echoed out and swept through the entire fairy palace, and when it was spread in the ears of the people, it immediately caused an uproar.

"On the last three days? Didn't it be the next three days and three days? How can this be the last three days?"

"Only the monsters in the next three days are already terrible. This time they have been directly open for the last three days!!"

"In this way, even if the monks of the spiritual world step into it, I am afraid that it is difficult to live out..."

The voices of the arguments continued to ring, and many of the disciples familiar with the towers were ugly.

Although the entire Bain Tower is ninety-nine, it is divided into three parts, three days, three days and three parts. The so-called next three days, it is one to thirty-three, three days, threety-four to sixty-six layers, as for the last three days, it is the most horrible sixty-seven to ninety-nine!

In the upper, middle and lower three days, the above three days are the most terrible. The monsters inside are not only countless, but also repaired as horrible and fierce. Even the sixty-seventh layer of the beast is also a spiritual world. Needless to say, it is ninety-nine layers.

Therefore, the old voice just fell, it is the face of many disciples have changed a lot, but there are also many disciples who have confidence in their own cultivation, but the face is showing an excited look.

After all, although it is more dangerous in the last three days, if it can pass smoothly, the reward is naturally more abundant. For a time, many disciples are gearing up and expecting to be able to make a fortune.

"Open the tower!"

I ignored the noise of many disciples, and the old voice sounded again, without the slightest emotional fluctuations.

As the sound fell, the entire tower was shivering. At the moment when the 67th floor door slowly opened, a wild and ferocious atmosphere swept out, making everyone feel the heart. A shock.

But after a moment of hesitation, there were many disciples who immediately vacated and flew straight into the Bain Tower.

After taking the lead of the first disciple, other people are naturally not willing to lag behind. In just a short time, there are no fewer than tens of thousands of disciples flying into the towers, many of which are outside. The person who came.

"We are also leaving."

Luo Yang’s look was calm. When he whispered to the younger brother, his figure swayed out and flew toward the tower.

Qinger's look is gentle, and he follows the Luoyang step by step, as if he followed him, it is already a very peace of mind.

The light in front of the flashes, Luo Yang has appeared in the sixty-seventh floor, a black land that is reflected in the eyes, the endless black has been continuous, extending to the end of the world.

"Less Lord, every layer in this hundred towers is self-contained, unless it is to find the entrance to the next floor, otherwise it will not pass." Qinger will look back and introduce to Luoyang.

Luo Yang heard the words and nodded slightly, just about to open his mouth, and suddenly he looked.

"Weird, the power of the illusion in this hundred towers seems to be much more than the outside world!"

Luo Yang’s eyes flashed in different colors. After entering the tower, he actually realized that his cultivation was instantaneously restored and was no longer suppressed by the original fantasy.

What surprised him even more was that Qing Er didn't seem to be aware of it. Just like this piece of land, it has a certain influence on the illusion, just as reality and illusion are intertwined.

"It seems that this hundred towers are indeed not simple..."

After a little indulging for a moment, Luo Yang pressed down other thoughts in his heart and galloped with the younger children in the distance, trying to find the entrance to the next floor.

But just as their figure was just moving, there was a black monster that jumped out from the ground below. This monster is like a monkey, but it is black and black, and there are two sharp teeth in the mouth. Cried to Luoyang.

"Let the Lord be careful!"

Qinger's face changed slightly, and after a reminder in the mouth, he had to cast a spell.

"It's no problem, you have to pay for it, you can't hurt me."

After setting a wave to stop Qinger, Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, and when the big hand came out, he put the monster in his hand, as if he was pinching a chicken, and under the slightest force, he would directly It is crumbly.

"These beasts have no intellect, just knowing that killings should be suppressed by the hundred towers."

After the big hand was recovered, Luo Yang’s brow was slightly wrinkled. He had just searched for the soul of the beast, and there was no gain from the violent killing accident.

When Luo Yang took his hand back, a black spar floated from the body of the monster and floated in the heavens and the earth.

"This is... Beast Soul?!"

Looking at the black spar, Qinger’s face passed the color of surprise, and the mouth exclaimed.