The more you came from a large clan, the broader your horizons of these young monks would be.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng step by step towards the higher black tower, Yu Zhuixuan and others were a little dissatisfied, but they were also happy for the prosperity of the human race.
"Look at me, where can I go!"
Yu Zhuixuan felt a sense of pursuit. As the saint son of the imperial clan, how could he be willing to be the descendant?
At this time, Zhang Yifeng was also heading towards the 114th floor black tower in the light curtain.
"The black tower here seems a little different."
Zhang Yifeng naturally had no idea what happened outside.
Zhang Yifeng secretly considered in his heart what step he had already taken. The 114th floor in front of him no longer had the scene that looked like a fairyland. Instead, there were ancient bronze walls around him, bronze chains as thick as a waist,
It was inserted into the shadow of the ancient bronze palace, and it seemed that something was imprisoning.
"Finally, when we reached this 114th floor, the ferocious beast guarding this place appeared!"
Jiuling Huasheng had a breath of turbid air. If Zhang Yifeng was able to walk smoothly along the way, it was completely as if he had experienced great opportunities, Jiuling Huasheng would even doubt whether there was something wrong with the lucky clock in his hand.
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Looking at Zhang Yifeng in the light curtain, the immortals and saints gathered their energy.
This is the first time Zhang Yifeng has taken action in front of everyone. The first two assessments are, whether it is the assessment of courage or luck, it is inseparable from strength.
Only when you are strong enough can you stand out from it.
But Zhang Yifeng had no crisis at all in the first 100 layers, which made it impossible for the saints to see the strength of Zhang Yifeng at all.
"It's just an immortal boy. I'm afraid this level will stop."
"I don't think so. This guy is extraordinary in luck, courage and knowledge. Looking at the Demon-Slaying Sect, there is no such peerless genius. His strength must be not weak."
A bald and strong man-like immortal saint shook his head and said, but the Lotus Heavenly Saint was skeptical: "But if you reach this 114th level according to the level of this black tower, you will probably face the evil demons in the foreign land.
, Demon Saint level, even if it is suppressed by chains in the black tower..."
Before the Lotus Heavenly Saint could finish his words, the scene in the light curtain made everyone dumbfounded.
The nine-headed giant python, imprisoned by bronze chains, had no time to use any tricks, and disappeared instantly under the sword shadow transformed by a demonic energy condensed by Zhang Yifeng.
There was no trace of battle, and Zhang Yifeng had already explored his hand to guide the lucky bell with his luck and entered the 120th floor.
The saints were dumbfounded. If they were asked to solve the problem, they would be as easy as Zhang Yifeng.
But what is Zhang Yifeng's realm? What is their realm?
"This boy is actually a demon cultivator!"
"Is it possible..."
"It is absolutely impossible. The three immortal emperors have just visited this place and have seen it. It is impossible for them to be people from the demons."
After sensing the demonic energy that Zhang Yifeng has cultivated, the expression of the immortal saints who were eager to accept Zhang Yifeng as their disciples was obviously restrained a little.
In this chaotic world, even the immortals and saints have a natural repulsion to the demon cultivators.
At this time, the saints of the imperial clan who had not yet entered the Black Tower of the Great Fortune Bell were also expressed in disgust and rejection.
If I had just looked at Zhang Yifeng, I was still a little envious and wanted to chase him, now the saints of the saints completely sneered at Zhang Yifeng.
"Ha, this idiot who is accompanied with the devil is worthy of such luck?"
"Who said no? Even with such strength, he is still a demon cultivator. I'm afraid he won't live long!"
"Our human race has been prosperous, but we have never relied on these bullshit demon cultivators!"
A group of saints spoke one after another. On the side, Jiuling Hua Sheng glanced at everyone and snorted coldly: "A group of people with eyes and no beads, what can they do even if they are demon cultivators? Demon cultivators are also humans. If they are not demons, they will not be demons.
alright."
Jiuling Huasheng took a sip of wine, his face turned red again, and he said vaguely.
"On the contrary, you, as the imperial clan, can avoid the courage to train in the Demon-Slaying Sect, but you still can't catch up with them!"
Naturally, everyone did not take the words of the Nine Spirit Huasheng seriously. In the eyes of the other saints, the Nine Spirit Huasheng may not be as strong as Zhang Yifeng, who is undergoing the refining of luck.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
Zhang Yifeng's figure flashed one after another, but in just a few breaths, he stepped into the 138th floor of the black tower from these 120 floors.
In the original blessing of the cave, Zhang Yifeng still needed to slow down and understand the opportunity. At this moment, the monsters and monsters in front of him could not resist the power of Zhang Yifeng's sword.
Such powerful strength not only made the saints look at each other.
"It's just a demon cultivator. If I practice demons, I can do it too!"
I don’t know which emperor’s saint son muttered, but even the immortal saint shook his head: “If it were you, could you carry such a vast and vast demonic energy with the body of the immortal, without getting possessed by the demon?”
The saint still wanted to refute, but on the side, the Lotus Heavenly Saint snorted coldly: "I am so ambitious. Judging from my squad, this body of demonic energy may be enough to compete with the Demon Saint!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone took a breath.
The sage son of an unknown imperial clan kept silent, but when he looked at Zhang Yifeng's figure in the light curtain, he became a little more angry.
Until Zhang Yifeng stepped into this 144-story black tower, a pitch-black whirlpool appeared in front of him.
This place is completely composed of pure demonic energy, demonic energy, and evil energy, intertwined with each other, and is the darkest place.
On this level, even the ancient bronze palace no longer exists.
Since the Hongyun Bell was refining by the three immortal emperors, he could support this black tower as a treasure for the refining of luck, no one could reach this place.
Not to mention that these saints do not know the appearance of this place, even the Nine Spirit Hua Sheng and other immortal saints still do not know why there will be such changes here.
"Oh? This is novel. If I enter it with the body of immortals and demons, it will be of great benefit to me."
Zhang Yifeng waved his arm, and waves of majestic demonic energy turned into layers of horny, turning into a layer of magic armor, covering his body. At this time, Zhang Yifeng's eyes were scarlet. If it weren't for the vitality that suppressed the demonic energy, it had not yet dissipated.
At this time, countless monks staring at the light curtain even wanted to take Zhang Yifeng as a demon to get rid of his body.
"A crooked way! Not a human being!"
Even so, before the Demon-Slaying Sect, there were constant curses.
The next moment, Zhang Yifeng's behavior once again shocked everyone.
Zhang Yifeng stepped into the vortex of evil demons in one step, and the next moment, he crossed the boundless source of evil and entered the 150th level.