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Chapter 180 The lion opens its mouth

When the fourth layer lights up, there are still ten breaths, and the fifth layer lights up!

Five floors!

Before, Fang Shaohuai said something, saying that Ye Wuchen might be able to pass the third floor.

"This!" Fang Shaohuai's eyes froze.

Is this really breaking into the Formation Tower? Could it be that Ye Wuchen is really wandering inside and has already walked up to the fifth floor as he strolls?

If it weren't for a walk, how could it be that I could have walked up to the fifth floor so quickly?

Each layer, ten breaths!

If you walk leisurely from the import to the exit from the next floor, it will be exactly ten breaths.

Ye Qing, Long Wanqing, Fang Shaohuai, Zhou Yun, Bi Chengkun and others were all shocked, and even Peng Zhi had a blank mind. He had just entered the formation tower and took three hours to reach the fifth floor, but Ye Wuchen only needed dozens of breaths, only one minute?

No, now, less than a minute!

"Brother Peng Zhi, don't worry, even if he can reach the fifth level, he will never be able to reach the sixth level at the Yuandan realm." Bi Chengkun spoke.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the sixth floor of the Formation Tower lit up!

It was so suddenly, it lit up without warning!

"Things, sixth, sixth floor!" Next to him, an inner disciple of Tianyuan Academy said.

He has never stuttered like this before.

Ye Wuchen and Peng Zhi agreed to be the seventh floor. As long as the seventh floor is bright and as long as Ye Wuchen walks to the seventh floor, then Peng Zhi will lose!

By then, the Black Dragon Sword will be Ye Wuchen's.

Peng Zhi held the Black Dragon Sword's hand and tightened unconsciously. His heart was beating wildly. He felt a sense of dizziness in his mind. This Black Dragon Sword was given to him after he found a treasure for his family. He loved this semi-holy black dragon sword.

He never thought that Ye Wuchen could reach the seventh level.

That is the seventh level of the Formation Tower, a Yuandan realm, who can go up to it!

But this time, after twenty breaths, the seventh layer still did not light up.

Thirty breaths, and in the past, still.

Forty breaths passed, but it was still the case!

Three minutes passed...

Everyone around was silent.

Seeing this, Fang Shaohuai smiled and said, "It seems that he can't get through the seventh floor!"

Peng Zhi's nervous heart slowly relaxed.

Ye Qing and Long Wanqing stared at the changes in the formation tower, and found that after a long time, the seventh floor still did not light up. Ye Jing shook his head secretly. It seemed that Ye Wuchen could not reach the seventh floor. Otherwise, with the speed of his previous formation, he should have reached the seventh floor.

She couldn't help but feel sorry for Ye Wuchen. If Ye Wuchen and Peng Zhi had agreed on the sixth level before, they had already won.

Long Wanqing also felt sorry for Ye Wuchen.

"It's bright!"

Just then, suddenly, someone screamed.

Ye Qing and Long Wanqing's expressions were trembling. Looking at it, they saw that the seventh floor of the formation tower was bright and the light of the formation prohibition inside burst into heavy halos.

"It's actually bright!"

It's bright!

Peng Zhi, who had just relaxed, saw the seventh floor of the formation tower lit up, and he felt a darkness in front of him.

Fang Shaohuai, Zhou Yun, Bi Chengkun and others were stunned.

Hundreds of disciples around the formation tower exploded.

It’s nothing to break to the seventh level of the Formation Tower, but when a fourth level of Yuandan Realm breaks to the seventh level of the Formation Tower, it is definitely a shocking and a miracle among miracles!

Moreover, Ye Wuchen broke to the seventh floor and took less than five minutes to do it!

Mu Linsen, who was originally nervous, completely relaxed.

At this time, Chen Ru, Zhao Ting, Wen Lan and others were leisurely laying Tianlong Chess.

As soon as the few people reached the tenth chess, they saw the Supreme Elder Yang Fu running in panting.

Seeing this, Chen Ru spoke, "Wuchen has reached the second floor now?"

Just now, the few people ordered that whenever Ye Wuchen broke to the next level, he would ask the Supreme Elder Yang Fu to report to the few people.

"It's only four minutes later, Wu Chen has already reached the second level. It seems that the formation talent is indeed very high." Zhao Ting nodded and smiled with relief.

The Supreme Elder Yang Fu gasped, "No, it's Wuchen, he has already reached the seventh level!"

Chen Ru was about to play the eleventh chess, but when he heard it, his hand shook, the eleventh chess hit a corner of the chess game. Suddenly, the Tianlong chess was windy, the dark clouds were dense, and the thunder sounded loudly. The amazing power swept through the Tianlong chess.

The ancestor Zhao Ting was so scared that Wen Lan and the others quickly took action, and then suppressed the power.

"What are you saying? Wuchen has already reached the seventh level?!" Chen Ru looked at the Supreme Elder Yang Fu in disbelief.

Zhao Ting, Wen Lan and others also stared at the Supreme Elder Yang Fu. Zhao Ting and others' eyes scared Yang Fu.

"Yes, just now, Wu Chen had already reached the seventh floor!" Yang Fu answered quickly.

Chen Ru, Zhao Ting, Wen Lan and others were stunned.

"Wuchen, it took more than four minutes to reach the seventh floor?" Zhao Ting still didn't believe it. Although he gave Yang Fu ten thousand courage, he didn't dare to bully him, this matter was too absurd.

"The first five layers, Wuchen, are all ten breathing layers." Yang Fu said: "After reaching the sixth floor, it took him four minutes to break into the seventh floor."

Chen Ru, Zhao Ting, Wen Lan and others looked at each other.

At this time, the gate of the first floor of the Formation Tower opened and Ye Wuchen walked out.

Everyone has weird eyes and complicated faces.

Ye Wuchen came to Peng Zhi: "You lost." His face was calm at the beginning.

Peng Zhi took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile: "Congratulations to Junior Brother Wuchen." Speaking of this, he handed the Black Dragon Sword to Ye Wuchen.

His atrium twitched, it was painful, it was a semi-sacred weapon!

Although the Black Dragon Sword is his now, the senior executives of the Peng family knew that he would definitely be punished.

Ye Wuchen was holding the Black Dragon Sword and felt a little emotional. He sent the Black Dragon Sword out tens of thousands of years ago, but now he has returned to his own hands.

"Let's go." Ye Wuchen put the Black Dragon Sword into the Burning Ji Cauldron and said to Mu Linsen.

Mu Linsen then realized, followed Ye Wuchen and left the Formation Tower.

Ye Qing and Long Wanqing looked at Ye Wuchen's almost perfect figure, and their hearts were ups and downs.

Ye Wuchen and Mu Linsen returned to the secret realm, and then spent some time erasing the imprint of the Peng family master on the Black Dragon Sword and imprinting their own spirits in it.

Naturally, the news that Ye Wuchen broke into the seventh floor of the Formation Tower caused Tianyuan Academy to be in a state of great excitement again.

A few days passed.

An elder came to the Peng family. When the other party saw Ye Wuchen, he was very polite and said that the Black Dragon Sword was very important to the Peng family and hoped to exchange it with Ye Wuchen for other things.

Ye Wuchen glanced at the other party: "You want to change back to the Black Dragon Sword, you can also use five holy weapons."

"Five holy weapons!" Peng Xiujie, the elder of the Peng family, was surprised, and then smiled: "Young Master Wuchen, this black dragon sword is not worth five holy weapons, right?"

At the same time, he was a little angry. Ye Wuchen, the lion's mouth was too wide open!
Chapter completed!
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