"It's such a pity, that guy doesn't know whether he's dead or not, otherwise he should have had a chance," said the demon monk.
In fact, the demon monk felt very sorry for Ning Fan. After all, there were not many people who could confront him head-on. The key was that Ning Fan still had an appetite for him and he was a temperamental person.
boom!!!
Suddenly, the door of the main hall opened, and six golden lights fell down.
"Brother, you have rushed to the ninetieth floor before. This time you will have no problem facing the three floors below." Xue Wushuang said.
"Um!"
The demon monk chuckled and said, "Then let's compete and see who can pass the ninety-ninth level as quickly as possible?"
"good!"
Without saying a word, the five people immediately occupied five light pillars and disappeared from everyone's eyes.
This martial arts light pillar is the place leading to the trial tower. Those who can come out of that place will have their cultivation levels greatly improved.
Only those who pass the test of the trial tower are qualified to enter the Killing Temple.
"There is still one."
"That'smine."
Xue Hai was the first one to rush forward. He was the grandson of Blood Slaughter Saint Lord, and he must enter the Killing Temple.
However, a figure fell further than the sea of blood, and the powerful momentum instantly blew the sea of blood away.
"deep?"
"Why is it him?"
"Impossible, he has been struck to death by lightning."
Ning Fan looked at the people below, smiled disdainfully, and strode into the pillar of light.
"No...that's mine." Xue Hai tried to force his way in, but was beaten to pieces by the power of the golden light beam, almost becoming a cripple.
Ning Fan was already very familiar with the trial tower.
The trial started directly after entering. Faced with many tests, I concentrated on it and moved forward courageously.
"deep!"
In the Hall of Reincarnation, the Blood-Slaughter Saint Lord clenched his steel teeth so hard that his fingers were engulfed in flesh and blood.
Xueyin and Blood Wind Saint Lord also had serious expressions on their faces. Unexpectedly, Ning Fan was still alive and had not been struck to death by the thunder at all.
Not only did he survive the terrifying thunder, he was also in better condition than the demon monk and left the place of tribulation one step ahead of time.
In other words, Ning Fan is physically stronger than the Demon Monk.
Although the demon monk recovered quickly, it was difficult to move a finger on his body after the tribulation was completed.
"This kid is really incredible." Xuemei said in amazement.
Mubai didn't speak. He prayed for Ning Fan's next performance. Even if he couldn't get the inheritance, as long as Ning Fan could show up.
In the future, his status will not be lower than that of the Holy King, and he may even become the new God of Killing.
The floors of the six trial towers lit up very quickly, which meant that they were almost completing each level in a few minutes.
The Blood Invincible brothers and sisters are like this, the Blood Shadow Blood Spirit is like this, and the Demon Monk is like this.
As for the trial tower belonging to Ning Fan, they were also pressing forward step by step, engaging in a terrifying chase.
"so fast."
"It's only been half an hour, and they have already reached the fiftieth level."
"They are all monsters among monsters. I won't talk about the five people in front of me. Especially Ming, I am surprised and even shocked. A rising star with such a terrifying talent can rival the five people in front of me."
People from the lineage of the Blood-Slaughter Saint Lord sneered: "Hmph, no matter how talented Ming is, he can't exceed five people."
"Yes, he is just lucky. In terms of background and background, Ming is no match for the other five."
"The fate of waiting for Ming is to be beheaded by one of the five of them."