The 14th floor high of the God of War Tower.

When no one enters the building, the fourteenth floor will appear silver light. Once someone passes through one, the golden light will bloom.

now……

All the first ten floors of the God of War Tower are golden.

This means that Ling Jianchen has already passed through the first ten floors, but it has only been more than a dozen breaths since he stepped into the God of War Tower!

After more than ten breaths, I passed the tenth floor.

"This, how is this possible?"

"I remember when the president broke into the War God Tower, it took more than 30 breaths to pass the tenth floor? At that time, the president was already a strong man at the fifth level of the Martial Emperor. Isn't Ling Jianchen only at the seventh level of the Martial Sect?"

"Incredible, the seventh level of Wuzong passed through the tenth level, and it only took ten breaths..."

"The mercenary king of Wuzong's level seems that there have been only thirteen people in my Binhai City since the history of my life, right?"

The discussion in the crowd made Liang Xin's followers completely stunned.

Liang Xin, the peerless genius in their eyes, stopped at the tenth level, but now, the tenth level is as simple as taking a picture in front of Ling Jianchen.

The few people looked at each other, feeling cold sweat: "I, what kind of monster have we provoked? The mercenary king of Wuzong-level, even if Vice President Liang comes in person, he will not dare to kill him, right?"

To grow a mercenary union, there must be enough geniuses and strong men.

A mercenary king of the seventh level of Wuzong can definitely receive the attention of the president and thus receive key training.

Faced with such a genius, even Liang Xin's father, as the vice president, would never dare to kill him openly.

At this moment...

There was another exclamation from the crowd because Ling Jianchen had already crossed the eleventh floor.

Inside the God of War Tower.

Ling Jianchen's eyes were calm, looking at the "self" appearing in front of him. The cultivation level of "Ling Jianchen" appeared on the twelfth level was six small realms higher than that of him, and reached the fourth level of the Martial Emperor. He looked at Ling Jianchen with a calm expression: "You can break here at the seventh level of the Wuzong, you are the 31st in the history of this trial tower. Little guy, but this is your limit, and you can't defeat me!"

"Can you defeat you? Let's see the truth under your hands!" Ling Jianchen said indifferently.

"good!"

The figure moved in an instant, and a black battle knife also appeared in his hand, exactly the same as the Breaking Sky Sword.

The battle swords burst into the sky, and gorgeous sword lights shot towards him like a rainbow. The sharp edges of these battle swords were extremely sharp, and each sword could destroy a powerful man of the third level of the Martial Emperor.

"You can actually use the Feihong Sword Technique I used on the tenth level? It seems that this scene space is indeed as expected. As long as the martial arts I have used, you can also copy them. Let's see which sword you and me are more sharp!"

Ling Jianchen's eyes were sharp and full of passionate fighting spirit.

Holding the hilt of the knife in both hands, with a sharp knife, breaking through the air.

boom!

The black sword light condensed like spots of starlight, turning into a terrifying sword light that was thousands of feet long. In the sword light, there were actually thousands of blades roaring constantly.

Boom boom boom boom!

The blades collided and a shocking roar broke out.

Two blades were annihilated at the same time.

"No wonder I can get to this point. It's a pity that it's not enough for you to beat me!" The figure's eyes were cold, without any waves, as if there was no emotion, and his body suddenly flashed.

At the same time, it turned into nine black shadows and surrounded Ling Jianchen from different directions.

It was the body movement of "Blood Shadow Without Traces" that has been activated to the extreme.

Ling Jianchen's eyes moved slightly, and he also used "Blood Shadow Without Traces". A total of eighteen black shadows continued to collide and confront. The deafening roar made people's energy and blood surging, and when the eighteen figures disappeared at the same time.

Ling Jianchen's figure condensed in the scene space was recondensed, with a cold face: "You are very strong. Maybe you have the opportunity to pass the selection..."

Bang!

After saying that, ferocious cracks emerged on his body, bursting and disappearing intovisible.

Ling Jianchen stood proudly and narrowed his eyes: "Select? Could it be that the real function of this War God Tower is to select geniuses?"

The first level of opponents has the same cultivation as you.

At each level afterwards, the opponent's cultivation level will be improved by a small level.

If you can reach the 14th level, it means you can cross your own thirteen small realms to kill powerful enemies. This is definitely the most terrifying genius in the Tianling Continent. Even in the divine world where strong people are like clouds and geniuses are like snow, you are still a medium genius!

"It's getting more and more interesting!"

Ling Jianchen murmured to himself and stepped onto the twelfth floor.

"Fuck, it's the twelfth floor. He, he actually broke through the eleventh floor. If he breaks through the twelfth floor, he can become the vice president!"

"Impossible, he would never have crossed the twelfth floor..." Liang Xin's follower held his hands tightly, his face blushed.

However……

After half an incense stick, reality once again slapped them in the face.

I saw the twelfth floor golden lights and Ling Jianchen's figure stepped into the thirteenth floor. At the same time, he also had the qualification to become the vice president of the mercenary union.

After one stick of incense.

Ling Jianchen stepped onto the fourteenth floor.

At this moment...

Everyone outside the God of War Tower was silent, or they were already numb.

In the crowd, some giants could be seen faintly. Obviously, the movement of Ling Jianchen entering the War God Tower has attracted the attention of those giants and strong men. Among them, Liang Xin's father Liang Zhengbang.

Liang Zhengbang looked at Liang Xin, who was like a disabled person, and his eyes were filled with cold light, his fists were clenched, and his fingernails were embedded in the flesh and blood without knowing it: "Bastard, I don't care how strong you are, even if you can really pass the 14th level, if you dare to beat my son like this, I will kill you!"

In Liang Zhengbang's eyes, the vicious look was unsteady, like a poisonous snake.

War God Tower.

Fourteenth floor.

Ling Jianchen has fought with the opponent hundreds of moves, and this time his opponent is thirteen small realms higher than him, and he is a strong man of the second level of martial master.

"You can't be my opponent, admit defeat!" Ling Jianchen, who was condensed in the scene space, said proudly.

Ling Jianchen was covered in blood, but his eyes were still full of fighting spirit, without any timidity: "Abstaining from defeat? Hahaha, the heaven dares to suppress me, I dares to fight against the sky, the earth wants to bury me, I can fight against the ground. You are just a clone of the scene, what are I afraid of?"

"I, Ling Jianchen, fought in this world, and had no choice but to fight, and would be invincible!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The terrifying fighting spirit that broke out on Ling Jianchen was like a blazing fire. He rushed forward again and again, fighting with the clone of the scene in front of him with the method of fighting for life.

Three hundred tricks.

Five hundred tricks.

One thousand moves...

His consciousness has become blurred, and he is already fighting with instinct, fighting wildly.

There is only one pass within the 14th floor, and it is recognized by the other party!

Not to defeat him!

It's not that it's too many tricks.

But he has been recognized by him...

But what are the conditions for recognition? No one knows.

Ling Jianchen also didn't know, but he was unwilling to surrender. Xiaoling was taken away, his father left, and the destruction of the Ghost King Lin made him hate his weak self extremely. He longed to become strong and had an indomitable fighting spirit!

I don't know how long it has passed...
Chapter completed!