"Stop. Just now, news came from Jichi Holy Land that the destiny of Jichi Holy Land has stopped flowing. The absolute defense on Jichi's fishing rod will dissipate immediately."
Zhao Chu walked to the 63rd floor.
really.
As Yu Min'en finished speaking, Zhao Chu had just stepped onto the 64th floor when his Ji fishing rod bent hard, showing signs of being unable to hold up.
"The great elder is right, Ji Fishing Rod's absolute defense is about to be shattered."
In full view of everyone, Zhao Chu stared at Ji Fishing Rod. His huge black palm, like an angry dragon's head, bent the Wan Lian Yuan, getting closer and closer to him.
it's over.
Many people in the two holy places breathed a long sigh of relief.
At the same time, there are many people who are quite sorry.
In their hearts, they really wanted to see what was on the top floor of Wenyuan Tower.
…
"Yu Min'en, don't blame me. I'll tell you a few more words. After all, you are still in the Wenyuan Realm. You can even lose your fishing rod. There are still loopholes in the laws of your Jichi Holy Land."
"In my opinion, it's better to clean up the inside of your Jichi Holy Land."
At this time, Qiao Chu from Linlu Holy Land followed the strange yin and yang aura.
"I don't need your Linlu Holy Land to point out the family affairs of Jichi Holy Land."
Yu's angry old face turned green.
Behind him, the disciples of Jichi Holy Land were filled with fear.
In fact, if Ji Fishing Rod was leaked, Yu Min'en would definitely investigate it thoroughly without Qiao Chufeng reminding him.
By then, the entire Holy Land will inevitably be in chaos again.
There will even be various forms of torture to extract confessions, and it is inevitable that people will be panicked.
"Isn't it ridiculous to point out that the inherited magical powers of the three holy places can be exiled to the realm of exile?"
"Yu Min'en, your Jichi Holy Land face is worthless, but don't bring trouble to the entire Central Region."
"The Central Region cannot afford to lose its face. It cannot afford to lose its face."
Jichi Holy Land and Linlu Holy Land have always been enemies.
At this moment, Qiao Chufeng finally caught Yu Min'en's handle, so how could he not humiliate and attack him?
However, Qiao Chufeng frowned.
It seems that my blow is not very heartbreaking.
Judging from Yu Min'en's expression, there isn't much anger or frustration. What kind of expression do you have?
At least you should express yourself and make some rebuttals.
Suddenly, Yu Min'en turned his head sharply.
After that, two dead fish-like pupils stared straight at Qiao Chufeng. The emotions in those eyes were so complicated.
Click!
At this time, the teapot in Qiao Chufeng's hand was crushed into powder.
Trembling.
Qiao Chufeng's palms were trembling.
There is no need for others to say anything. As the half-step Wenyuan Great Elder of Linlu Holy Land, he has already felt the terrifying aura on the Wenyuan Tower.
That was... the aura of [Zhulu Tianxia].
Chasing deer all over the world.
Created by the Holy Land of Linlu, Wenyuan Shengzun, it is an inherited magical power that can be cultivated into ten thousand refined weapons.
…
At this moment, the whole place fell into panic again.
People were shocked to the point of numbness, and Zhao Chu put away the fishing rod calmly.
He flicked backhand.
A sword.
No, it should be called a rotten broken stick, appearing out of nowhere.
The broken sword, which was stained with rust and seemed to be blown away in one breath, once again gave everyone a miracle.
The withered sword... blocked the oppression of the giant black palm.
Zhao Chu was like a tourist climbing high, smashing the 64th floor of the stairs in an understatement.
The thick fog that shrouded the Wenyuan Tower seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand.
The clouds and mists break, the sky and the earth are clear!
This palm is that tiny back figure.
Zhao Chu is still refreshing people's imagination of miracles.
…
"Qiao Chufeng, it seems that you, Linlu Holy Land, were not spared."
"In my opinion, your Linlu Holy Land is a mixed bag of fish and dragons. It's just like a vegetable market. It should be kept under more control!"
Yu Min'en sneered.
"Damn it!"
Qiao Chufeng was so angry that his mouth went dry. When he looked again, he found that the teapot had been crushed by himself, and there was even more evil fire nesting in his chest.
Is this guy a god?
Not only has he cultivated Ji Tu Common People, but he has also mastered Zhulu Tianxia. Is this kind of talent really a human being?
After Qiao Chufeng died, the disciples of Linlu Holy Land were all speechless, with disbelief on their faces.
Can't figure it out.
People couldn't figure it out, how could a boy who had never been to Linlu Holy Land be able to cultivate Zhulu Tianxia to the pinnacle and forge the Ten Thousand Refining Yuan Weapon.
At the same time, the people who just made fun of Jichi Holy Land were filled with shame.
This is simply the fastest slap in the face in history.
…
Zhao Chu's black robe was flying, and his momentum was like a sword. He was like a lonely black eagle, with only the unknown and high places in his eyes.
His soaring wings cannot be stopped by anyone.
70 floors!
Unknowingly, Zhao Chu had crossed the limit of the 70th floor.
Ji Mokong looked up at the empty Wenyuan Tower, and his heart was even more shocked. He no longer regretted his surrender just now.
The inherited magical power of the Northern Realm.
The magical power of Jichi Holy Land.
The magical power of Linlu Holy Land.
A person can practice the three great magical powers to perfection. If this guy doesn't die today, he will definitely reach the next realm of inquiry in the future.
Who dares to mess with this kind of person?
…
70 floors!
It's not the limit yet, Zhao Chu is still climbing.
…
In the spotlight of the world.
Zhao Chu climbed all the way and had already passed the 80th floor.
The fog on the Questioning Yuan Tower seems to be getting thinner and thinner.
Close.
Many people have a premonition that the top floor of Wenyuan Tower seems to be unveiled.
…
"The absolute defense in the withered sword is somewhat exhausted."
85th floor.
Zhao Chu stopped.
He stared at the withered sword and felt its trembling emotion.
"It's okay. Take a rest when you're tired. You're not good at defense."
Zhao Chu smiled.
Yuanqi has a spirit, especially Wanlian Yuanqi, and can even convey some simple emotions.
Withered Sword only lasted 16 levels. Its mood was a little unwilling and a little guilty towards Zhao Chu.
"Let's go back first. I have four elements. I have decided to go to the top of Wenyuan Tower today."
He stroked the withered sword gently, calming his emotions slightly.
Then, Zhao Chu flicked his sleeve and the withered sword disappeared.
…
"What a pity."
In the distance, the natural selection monks who were looking forward to Zhao Chu ascending to the top had regrets on their faces.
The existence of the Questioning Yuan Tower is simply a cloud that cannot be broken. Zhao Chu hopes to tear it apart today, and everyone is curious.
However, at this moment, his steps also stopped.
…
"If there are no accidents, the highest level of Wenyuan Tower should be level 99. It's a pity that this guy's third Ten Thousand Refining Yuan Weapon doesn't seem to be good at defense."
The Holy Lord of the Eastern Realm spoke, slightly regretful.
"To be able to cultivate three peerless magical powers at the same time to the pinnacle, I have to admire this kid's talent."
"However, he stopped here. There are still 20 minutes left before the Wenyuan Tower disappears."
"Yes, the Northern Territory not only killed the Natural Selection Realm in the Central Territory, but also stole two peerless magical powers. If I were Yu Min'en and Qiao Chufeng, I would definitely not be able to let go of even an ant."
Other Holy Lords also discussed it.
"You are wrong."
"He will definitely be able to climb the 99th floor of the Questioning Yuan Tower."
At this time, Fu Baimo from the Thousand Realms Realm sighed quietly, interrupting everyone's discussion.
"Um?"
"Fu Baimo, did you take the wrong medicine? Even if he is a god, it is impossible for him to get another Ten Thousand Refining Yuan Weapon."
The Holy Lord of the Western Realm said doubtfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, the other Holy Masters suddenly realized.
yes.
The successive shocks made people's thinking a little confusing.
I almost forgot, this kid is still the eleventh disciple of Qingjie Holy Land.
[Green Lotus Burning Moon Ceremony]
If he could even master the Blue Lotus Burning Moon Code, it would truly be a miracle.
The power of one person brought together all the peerless inherited magical powers in the Lower Nine Heavens world.
Is this okay?
Also, what is his purpose or plan?
Everyone knows that to break through natural selection, one element is enough.
What's more, it's a ten-thousand-refined elemental weapon that has been rare to see for hundreds of years.
"Perhaps he has not practiced the Qinglian Moon Burning Canon!"
A Holy Lord never gives up.
He really couldn't believe that Zhao Chu was only 20 years old today. Even if he started practicing in his mother's womb, he couldn't be so terrifying.
"As you can see."
Unfortunately, as Fu Baimo sighed, everyone was speechless.
Zhao Chu, who was on the 85th floor of the Asking Yuan Tower, walked towards a higher place again, and behind him, a golden lotus platform floated in the air.
The colorful rays swallow the blue sky.
The fire burns the sun and the moon for thousands of eons.
The elemental weapon from the Blue Tribulation Holy Land was born boldly.
Qinglian is like a pair of palms, guarding Zhao Chu's spine.
…
Looking at the blazing golden flame, people finally recalled Zhao Chu's other identity.
Qingjie Holy Land, Eleven Disciples.
…
"Great Elder, there are still 18 minutes."
A disciple came forward and said beside Yu Min'en.
"knew."
Yu Min'en has never felt that one minute is so long.
He has never been so urgent.
He wants to slaughter all the northern realm, now, immediately, at this moment.
Qiao Chufeng's expression was even uglier than Yu Min'en's.
…
"It's almost time. I really don't know what is on the top floor of Wenyuan Tower."
Zhao Chu's figure was already a black light spot in everyone's eyes.
…
"Master, in 18 minutes, the people from the two holy places will come in."
Duan Xuehan took a step forward and said with a gloomy face.
"I will do my best to obey the destiny. In my northern realm, I do not seek immortality, but only a glorious life."
After Shen Fusheng finished speaking, all the natural selections in the northern realm were already scattered in twos and threes around Wuhui City.
Their faces were filled with high-spirited fighting spirit.
…
95th floor.
97 floors!
98 floors!
99 floors!
Zhao Chu's palms were trembling a little.
This locust, this virus, finally invaded the core of Wenyuan Tower.
"The defense is so tight, what on earth is there!"
Zhao Chu's pupils flickered.
If you are not a virus and just rely on natural selection to climb the tower, it would be a joke.
The weakest one still needs to have smelted 800 Taoist patterns at the age of 30.
This kind of peerless talent would never exist in the Lower Nine Heavens World. Maybe it would exist in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.
The appearance of the Questioning Yuan Tower is a freak in itself.
"Hey, the Wordless Heavenly Book."
When Zhao Chu blasted through the 99th floor, his figure appeared in a room filled with thick fog.
In the room, there were five books floating in the air.
There are five books that are exactly the same as the three in Zhao Chuxu Mi's space.
Boom!
Zhao Chu's heart skipped a beat.
Qiu Hao's suicide note.
These are five volumes of Qiu Hao's suicide note.
"You Yiyu once said that when he came to Earth Vault Star, he brought a total of nine Qiu Hao's suicide notes."
"There are two books left for me in the Northern Realm. I have one myself. Adding these five books, I have eight books."
"After gathering nine books, we can assemble a peerless magical power from Qiu Hao's suicide note. I don't know what magical power it is."