Chapter 5816: Great luck is the same, six bells ring
Countless streams of light guided the monks in front of the Demon-Slaying Sect to pass the Hongyun Bell and entered the black tower.
At this moment, the saints saw that the first round of luck was guided, and a photoelectric light had already appeared in the black tower on the sixth floor.
"It must be that boy!"
Lian Tianxian Sheng took a deep breath and his eyes shone.
"Who else can be except him?"
The Lotus Heavenly Saint also looked like he saw rare treasures. All the saints admired Zhang Yifeng's talent and luck.
Anyone who has the luck will have almost no problem with his strength. After all, the stronger his luck will be, the more opportunities you can get, and naturally, this strength will increase accordingly.
Looking around, Jiuling Huasheng grinned, and his whole face drank red: "Otherwise, see what this kid is suffering in it?"
"This is not in line with the rules!"
"What's his damn rule? Hongyun Zhong is my magic weapon!"
Jiuling Huasheng curled his lips dissatisfied and waved his hand. The next moment, the entire Hongyun Bell suddenly appeared, and as the divine power flowed, the black tower was greatly affected.
In an instant, all the situations in the black tower turned into thousands of phantoms, presenting them in the sky and in front of the saints.
It is not only Zhang Yifeng's experience in the Black Tower, but also the experience scene of all monks.
Although the saints said that they were unruly, their eyes were unanimous and looked for the scene of the sixth-level black tower where Zhang Yifeng was.
When the holy eyes were locked, everyone took a breath of cold air.
"Is this a dangerous experience in your black tower?"
Lian Tian Xiansheng stared at Jiuling Huasheng. At this time, when he noticed the spiritual light that seemed like a fairyland in the sixth floor, and the sign of blessings was everywhere. Jiuling Huasheng was frightened and was filled with alcohol.
The saints stared at Zhang Yifeng, who was walking forward in the light curtain, and Jiuling Huasheng's mouth twitched: "This, this..."
The Black Tower and the others have entered it before. How have they seen such a scene?
Logically speaking, there are disasters of heaven and earth on each floor of the 183rd floor of the black tower, and evil spirits and demons from the outside world are in charge, but now Zhang Yifeng seems to have entered a certain opportunity to experience it.
At this time, many monks had already lost to the disaster in the Black Tower and were teleported out by the Black Tower.
When everyone saw the light curtain in the sky and the most eye-catching light curtain where Zhang Yifeng was, everyone took a breath.
"How is this possible!!"
Countless monks looked up at the light curtain, their eyes full of disbelief.
"This guy's luck is so powerful? He can even turn this disaster into an opportunity!"
Qingyuru gently covers her small mouth, and her beautiful eyes flow brightly.
All the saints also felt incredible, and saw Zhang Yifeng slowly walking to the end of this sixth floor.
"No, no, no! This must be an illusion created by some demon..."
Before the Tianxian Saint could finish his words, Zhang Yifeng led the Hongyun Bell, and a series of sounds of deafening bells sounded. The next moment, Zhang Yifeng's figure was teleported to the twelfth floor.
In just half a quarter of an hour, Zhang Yifeng made progress one after another, and each time he had a bell ringing six times. The experience of the black tower on each floor was like a blessing in the world that looked like a great opportunity.
Until the 36th level, Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level was greatly improved under such immersion.
In this black tower, Zhang Yifeng looked at the black tower with increasingly rich spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and couldn't help but secretly smacking his tongue: "Why is this?"
At this time, Zhang Yifeng was even more confused. How could the experience that he had agreed to have become a huge opportunity at this time?
Forty-two, forty-eight, fifty-four...there are more and more monks teleported out, and when these monks saw the scene above the sky, they all cursed secretly.
"Is the gap between this person so big? How did this kid do it!"
"I don't believe it. I must still be in the training of Hei Tower. This is all an illusion!"
"My God, since the opening of the Demon-Slaying Sect, there has been no such lucky person!"
Countless talks were heard, and in the sky, the saints took a deep breath of turbid air. After a long time, the saints sighed: "Sure enough, from the courageous practice, you can see that this son is the hope of the great prosperity of our human race.
Now this kind of fortune is probably even if you and I enter it, it will be difficult to compare with it!"
"You guys say, can this child rush up all the way and reach the top of the black tower?"
As the Lotus Heavenly Saint finished speaking, the saints shook their heads one after another.
From the beginning of the Demon-Slaying Sect's opening assessment to the present, no one has reached the legendary 183-story black tower. Even if it is the limit of numbers, thirty times can always cause six bells to ring, and it is still three short of it.
layer.
"Nine Ling Huasheng, you said..."
"It is absolutely impossible. This saint has never heard of such great fortune."
The Hongyun Bell was originally the treasure of the Nine Spirits Huasheng, and was originally a killing weapon. After the refinement of these three immortal emperors, it became a trial object used by the Demon Slaying Sect to test their luck.
But the Nine Spirits Hua Sheng has traveled across the world for tens of thousands of years, and has never seen such a stunning and unparalleled fortune.
Just as everyone was talking, Zhang Yifeng seemed to be walking in the back garden, and stepped past the 96th floor black tower one after another, and entered the 102th floor black tower.
From the beginning to the present, the bells caused by Zhang Yifeng are all six levels.
"Why didn't you stop at this point with the thirty-wheeled bell ringing?"
The Lotus Heavenly Saint looked at Liantian Xiansheng, and the latter nodded: "The more upward you go, the harder it will be to cause more sounds of luck. The first sixty levels of this Saint have used ten opportunities to attract luck.
, and then the forty-two layers were used twenty times!"
"I'm the same!"
"How many times have you used this boy now? Seventeen times?"
“That’s right.”
The immortal saints were amazed. At this moment, the figures of sixteen magic weapons were coming from the sky in the distance.
"They are here!"
"These geniuses may compete with that man?"
"This is the saint son and saint of the Sixteen Emperors, but if you can compete with that monster..."
Countless monks who had finished the second round of Qiluo training looked at the young talents who were driving magic weapons in the sky and flying in their bodies, all of whom showed envious expressions in their eyes.
"Immortal Saint!"
The leader of a red-haired young man, who looked only twenty years old, bowed to Lian Tianxian Sheng. His name was Yu Zhuixuan, which was the Chaos Realm that has not yet been erased in the Chaos torrent since the Chaos Whirlpool merged with all worlds.
The Imperial Clan, the Holy Son of the Feather Clan.
"Since you're here, go into the trial as soon as possible."
Lian Tianxian Sheng waved his hand impatiently. Lian Tianxian Sheng, who often gives face to the feather clan, was too lazy to deal with these saints.
The sixteen people also noticed the wrong attitude of the saints and looked at their eyes. At this time, Zhang Yifeng had already stepped into the 108-story black tower.
"Who is this sacred!"
Yu Zhuixuan was dumbfounded and his eyes twitched.