Fang Cheng looked at the stunned people, showed a disdainful smile, and said: "Next, a friendly reminder, please be careful during the process of recognizing the master, otherwise we will not be responsible for any danger."
An Ye snorted coldly and stepped onto the high platform. He stood in front of the Netherworld Tower, but he did not rush to take action. Instead, he observed carefully, trying to find out the flaws.
However, this small tower has been suspended there, motionless. Apart from exuding a strong demonic aura, it has no other movements and seems to be silently laughing at everyone.
"Hmph, I, An Ye, am a direct descendant of the noble An family. I have a noble bloodline and am comparable to ordinary monks. If you follow me, you will roam the demon world and be respected in the three realms. It is definitely not a joke. Why should I be stubborn? A good magic treasure,
It also takes a good owner to finally reflect one’s own value.”
Zhuo Yifan was secretly worried that this guy was much higher than the average demon in terms of cultivation potential and birth. Will this tower spirit be conquered by him?
Netherworld Tower remained motionless and did not make any reaction.
"I know you are deep in the Netherworld Tower. There is no need to hide. I have no ill intentions and I do not want to enslave you. If you are willing, we can even sign an equal soul contract. We can all be friends and cultivate and grow together.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to pursue the way to eternal life?”
An Ye actually wanted to play the emotional card.
When he said these words, there was a sudden outcry from below.
"Wangchao, this is okay, this is simply shameless and has no limit."
"You think the spirit of the tower is a three-year-old child, and you want to fool him like this. Who doesn't know your wolfish ambitions?"
"We oppose the use of intrigues and tricks. What we want is fair conquest, not deception."
Many experts who spent 1 million to buy qualifications started shouting and protesting.
"Everyone, as long as you can get the recognition of the tower spirit, no matter what method you use, you can do it." Fang Cheng said loudly.
At the same time, he sneered in his heart, Young Master, I am such an outstanding person, I even secretly communicated with the spirit of the tower and was willing to be his slave, but this bastard was indifferent. If An Ye's trick can succeed, it will be called a ghost.
Indeed, in order to obtain the secrets of the Netherworld Tower, the Fang family spent a lot of energy and used all kinds of methods, including coercion and inducement. In the end, except for the eldest lady, who successfully broke through certain restrictions and communicated with the spirit of the tower, the rest of the family even
There was no response from the Tower Spirit.
An Ye is very confident. He believes that he is the best in every aspect, and he also offers the best conditions. If this Netherworld Tower really has a weapon spirit, he will definitely not be able to refuse.
But, he was disappointed.
The Netherworld Tower was still suspended there, emitting a cold light, as if it were laughing at him.
An unknown fire arose in An Ye's heart. Damn it, today was already unlucky enough. I was rejected by Ouyang Qingzhi and insulted and hit by that villain Ivan. Now he even dared not to put himself in the eyes of even a magic treasure. Could it be that
Is my identity as a direct descendant of the An family really useless?
After waiting for another long time, there was still no response from Netherworld Tower.
The contestants below were relieved and burst into laughter.
"General Dark Night, how long do you plan to cultivate your relationship? If you don't have the confidence, how about you step back and let us do it first?"
"General Dark Night, we demons have always spoken with our strength. How could Netherworld Tower be incited by you? It's better for your subordinates to see the truth! Show him how powerful he is, and he will naturally surrender."
"Don't waste time, everyone's time is precious."
Listening to the calls of these people, An Ye replied angrily: "Why are you so anxious? Your magic stone is definitely at a loss anyway."
Blood refining has proven to be unworkable, and An Ye has already soul-refined the magic weapon of his destiny, so the only way is to refining it with God.
Divine Refining requires mental power to go deep into the magic treasure and communicate with the spirit of the tower, or to persuade, or to use coercion to make it surrender. No matter which method is used, it is actually a means of strength.
Need to have an overwhelming advantage.
But unfortunately, this method will not work against the Netherworld Tower. If force can make it surrender, how can the eldest lady of the Fang family get these people's turn after she has succeeded?
An Ye said a lot of good things, but he couldn't move the Nether Tower. He knew there was no other way but to force himself, but he was not a fool. He also saw some clues from Niu Ben's experience. The spirit of the tower If you refuse to accept it, you are probably just asking for trouble.
But after handing over 1 million second-grade magic stones, if I don’t give it a try, I will never be at peace in this life.
An Ye sighed inwardly, but took a step forward and started the divine refining.
Zhuo Yifan hoped in his heart that the spirit of the tower would give this guy a hard blow. It would be best to damage his soul, so that he would have a chance to fight in three days.
After a while, An Ye opened her eyes, showing a disappointed look, but turned around and left without saying a word.
Fang Cheng smiled disdainfully and said loudly: "The next one."
The one who came up this time was a captain who was in the stage of transcending the tribulation. He laughed loudly: "I have failed in the blood refining and the divine refining. It seems I have to get the soul refining. It just so happens that I don't have the magic weapon of my life. Little darling, just follow the uncle's instructions. You and I depend on each other for good and bad times, and we will definitely create a legend."
This guy was impatient and overconfident. As soon as he got up, he started soul refining, separated a bit of his own soul and injected it into the Netherworld Tower, hoping to make the Netherworld Tower his own magic weapon.
But unfortunately, the wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
A trace of his soul was like a mud cow drowning in the sea, instantly losing contact with himself.
The man was stunned for a moment, and he once again split his soul out of disbelief. But this time, he let out a scream, staggered back, covered his head, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Two consecutive souls were devoured and destroyed, causing him to suffer severe backlash. He lost his wife and lost his troops, which was a huge loss.
In this way, no matter how stupid you are, you will know that something is wrong. For a moment, the demons who were originally eager to try were all looking at each other, and they were shocked and confused.
"Next one!"
Fang Cheng shouted expressionlessly, feeling as if he was a general commanding an army.
This time, it is the Dark Sword Demon Dugu who is one of the masters of the Mahayana period among the demon army, seeking the sword!
The dark sword demon Dugu Qiujian is the super master with the highest attack power among the Eastern Legion besides He Bizheng. I heard that he once practiced swordplay alone in the abyss for a hundred years, without eating, drinking, or speaking, just Swinging the sword and sheathing the sword, his perseverance and determination are so strong that I have never seen before.
Like the Demon Sword, this person is shrouded in a black mist all year round, making it difficult to tell the truth from the truth. The suppressed sword energy seems to be able to burst out at any time and open up the world.
As soon as the dark sword demon stood up, the sword intent in Zhuo Yifan's body fluctuated, making General Yu Liangcai unable to hold back.
Zhuo Yifan was shocked and quickly circulated his Qi to suppress it.
Chapter completed!