Under the clear blue sky, the free-flying spiritual beast spread its wings and flew across the square that was already full of people at high speed.
In the right front of the square, a world is covered by mysterious white mist, surrounded by spiritual trees, birds and cicadas.
Lingwan was dressed in green clothes and stood on the cloud platform that had been set up a long time ago. Her pair of light golden eyes calmly and gently looked at the people in the square who came to participate in the pagoda competition.
One hundred and twenty contestants stood scattered in the square, talking in twos and threes.
Ling Wan looked at this scene and didn't say much. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and a pleasant voice flowed out of her mouth.
"Welcome to Wangyou City to participate in the annual spiritual pagoda competition! I am the city lord of Wangyou City, and my name is Lingwan. I believe you have heard of the requirements for the spiritual pagoda competition, so I will no longer
I won’t go into details, now, I declare that the pagoda competition has officially begun!”
Murong Yin, who was standing in the center of the crowd, was stunned when Ling Wan appeared.
Light golden eyes are really rare, but what is even more surprising is the eyebrows that are vaguely similar to Feng Lie.
this......
Murong Yin was a little confused about the current situation. Ling Wan's bone age seemed to be quite young, so there shouldn't be anything outrageous happening.
For example... Feng Lie is Lingwan's long-lost son?
After running around with random thoughts in his mind, he waved to Yun Yi and others who came to watch, and Murong Yin followed the team slowly towards the pagoda.
At the entrance of the pagoda, after a series of checks, I stepped in.
After everyone entered, Lingwan raised his hands, quickly made seals, and slowly closed the tower door.
"Brother and the others are in." Fengran sat on the observation deck, stretching his neck to look at the location of the pagoda: "I hope everything goes well for them."
This sentence was unanimously recognized by everyone, who nodded.
Yun Yi did not sit in the crowd, but found a secluded place with Mu Yun, hiding his aura and figure, and waited quietly. Without Murong Yin by his side, the man was no longer gentle and approachable, exuding an air of indifference and coldness.
The aura of keeping people away. Mu Yun on the side was not much better than Yun Yi.
After Lingwan closed the door of the pagoda, he sat on the chair brought by his servants and ate tea and fruit cakes comfortably. At the same time, he ordered his servants to prepare iced fruits for those who were watching the game.
As soon as Murong Yin entered the spiritual pagoda, she was plunged into darkness. Soon, her eyes lit up.
Touching the elixir bottle in her arms, Murong Yin held the black iron fan and looked around.
On the first floor of the pagoda, there was nothing except Murong Yin.
I think there is a universe in this spiritual pagoda, which divides people like them into different dimensions.
Murong Yin did not relax her vigilance, and her glazed black eyes turned slightly, taking in the entire structure of the spiritual pagoda.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through her hair, and her bright red lips slightly curled up.
interesting.
The next second, his body violently rose, and the black iron fan in his hand was thrown back!
"Pfft!"
The sound of a sharp blade penetrating flesh could be heard quietly in this huge spiritual tower.
At the same time, Murong Yin suddenly turned around, retreated suddenly, and looked at the thing behind him with sharp eyes.
However, apart from the black iron fan nailed to the wall of the spiritual tower, there were only a few drops of blood on the ground.
Reaching out to retrieve the black iron fan, Murong Yin thought for a while, then raised her legs and walked towards the blood stain.
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
When Murong Yin was still five steps away from the blood stain, a strange wind started blowing!
"Roar--!"
A beast roar interrupted Murong Yin's footsteps, and at the same time, his body subconsciously flashed to the left.
Almost at the same time, a huge Yan Mohu appeared where Murong Yin was standing!
First level holy beast!
Unexpectedly, a first-level holy beast appeared on the first floor of the spiritual tower!
Murong Yin looked at the menacing monster and the bleeding wound on his body, gave a short laugh, clenched the black iron fan in his hand, and rushed out like an arrow from a string!
The purple divine thunder wrapped around the black iron fan, and the peak out-of-body strength exploded. With a wave of his arm, a purple arc of light wrapped in a terrifying aura quickly approached the monster!
As soon as she came up, Murong Yin attacked with all her strength. She didn't forget that she was here to break through!
Yan Mohu didn't seem to expect that Murong Yin would try his best when he came up, but he only hesitated for a moment and ran towards Murong Yin with a roar!
Murong Yin's eyes flashed with excitement, she came just in time!
The black iron fan spun around in Murong Yin's hand. Before Yan Mohu could react, a long sword replaced the fan and stabbed Yan Mohu's head without hesitation!
That is, its weakness!
Yan Mohu roared: "Roar!"
The beast's pupils flashed with anger, and it raised a claw, intending to slap Murong Yin to death with one claw!
Murong Yin saw the intention of the monster and sneered. The piercing sword suddenly changed its trajectory, and the tip of the sword was exactly the palm of Yan Mohu!
"Roar--!"
A painful beast roar sounded, Murong Yin kept moving, and while flipping his wrist, he pierced Yan Mohu's head with a sword!
Purple thunder exploded in Yan Mohu's head, killing him on the spot!
Pulling away the long sword, Murong Yin kicked Yan Mohu away. At this moment, the body of Yan Mohu not far away disappeared.
Murong Yin immediately understood that this was an illusion!
Murong Yin had an idea in her mind and looked around with alert eyes, waiting for the next challenge to appear.
However, after three breaths, Murong Yin did not wait for a new challenge.
A spiritual ladder slowly emerged at Murong Yin's feet.
Walking along the spiritual ladder and looking up, you can't see the end at a glance.
Murong Yin pursed her lips, raised her foot and stepped on it.
As soon as they climbed up the stairs, Murong Yin's figure disappeared.
Outside the pagoda.
Everyone saw hundreds of red light spots appearing at the bottom of the originally smooth pagoda.
Suddenly, a red dot jumped upward.
"Look! Someone has reached the second floor so quickly!"
People in the crowd who obviously knew what the red dot represented exclaimed.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the red dot that was obviously higher than the other red dots.
For those who have been to the pagoda, no matter what the subsequent levels are, the first level is the same!
Fantasy!
It seems easy, but there are many people who only wander in the illusion for three days and finally fail!
"Look! Someone has cleared the level again!"
"Holy shit! Damn it! Who are the identities of this year's contestants! They completed a level in less than one stick of incense!"
"Holy shit! Look, the red dot that went up to the second level from the first level goes up again!"
"Ahhhhh! Who are these contestants! Don't they need to breathe to pass the level? It's the tenth level so soon!"
Everyone looked at the red dots that suddenly shot up like a rocket, and fell into madness.
Lingwan, who was sitting high up, looked at the changes on the pagoda, with a flash of excitement in her eyes.
"Haha, I didn't expect that the spiritual pagoda of the Spirit Clan would be used as the sign of Wangyou City." Mu Yun looked at the spiritual pagoda in his memory and shook his head helplessly.