Everyone's eyes changed, and there was a strong sense of defense in the eyes of each other. The monks who had some interactions slowly moved closer to each other. Even the arrogant as Lei Jiuzhou looked at Zhen Qianjie. The two stood together, guarding everyone else. -"

Changsun Ji was originally with Wang Dong and Xiao Yin, so he didn't have to move at this moment. Looking at the cautious monks, he immediately sneered: "You believe whatever he says? Is there a little judgment? If this immortal tower is really a magical tool, how can the designated quota be changed every day?"

The old man smiled and slowly disappeared into the air. His voice came: "It's all about whether you believe it or not. Let's see you again in two days. I hope you don't make me embarrassed by that time..."

Wang Dong was also a little troubled. Although he felt that the old man was just cheating them, once what this guy said was one percent possible. I think those people would not take this risk. This is due to human nature...

However, Wang Dong did not regret that he provoked this guy. If he didn't scold him properly and let this guy get crazy, that wouldn't be his nature.[

The old man disappeared, everyone fell silent, and the atmosphere became particularly heavy. The air of the Ascension Tower seemed to be following the fall of nearly 10,000 people, and there was a little more death aura.

Half a day later, the first monk finally couldn't stand it, his body turned into a phantom, his hands were filled with blue light, raised high, and slapped at Zhen Qianjie, the closest to him, with a palm.

"Looking for death!" A trace of evil spirit flashed in Zhen Qianjie's eyes. This guy's strength is only in the late stage of the God Transformation. He actually dared to attack him. Could it be that in his eyes, he is the weakest person? Only then can he have the courage to find a soft persimmon?

The blue light was like lightning, and the spiritual energy was everywhere, but Zhen Qianjie seemed to have not seen it. The clay pot appeared in his hand. Zhen Qianjie took out a piece of sand and ran it casually, colliding with the blue palm print.

The monk was struck by lightning and flew backwards. The right palm he slapped was broken and his face was pale. He looked at Zhen Qianjie with a little fear.

He retreated, but Zhen Qianjie obviously didn't want to let him go so easily. He actually pinched himself as a soft persimmon. How could he tolerate this tone? Furthermore, no matter whether the old man was saying it was true or not, killing one more person would have more hope!

No matter whether he treats everyone in the world as a fool when he ascends to the Immortal Tower, what does it have to do with him? As long as he enters the fairy world and with his own qualifications, he will definitely make a name for himself in a thousand years!

A chain suddenly circled on Zhen Qianjie's body, with its head and tail intersecting, like a silver dragon dancing. In a trance, a silver dragon phantom roared out, opened its mouth wide, and bit the monk.

The monk was shocked and shook his right hand and danced quickly. However, a long blue sword appeared in his hand. He danced with vain, reflecting everything around him into blue. The temperature under this space dropped rapidly, and everyone felt the cold light through his bones, like falling into an ice cellar.

Zhen Qianjie snorted coldly, and the silver dragon rushed up without pausing, with a strong momentum and an unstoppable force. The long sword in the cultivator slashed down. As soon as he touched the silver dragon, he completely imprisoned the entire silver dragon. The thick ice layer made the entire silver dragon even thicker.

Seeing the monk's face showing joy, Zhen Qianjie sneered, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes. The imprisoned silver dragon suddenly broke through the ice layer, roared and bumped into it in one fell swoop, directly smashing the blue light on the monk's body, vomiting blood and regressing.

The monk's face was ashes, with a look of horror, and turned around and left. He originally thought that his strength was at the peak even on the road to ascending immortality with a strong man. Unexpectedly, any monk could easily defeat him...

"I want to leave now, are you leaving?"

Zhen Qianjie turned into a phantom, and he slapped it with his palm. The entire space seemed to be slapped into pieces by this palm. Zhen Qianjie's murderous aura was like a tide, and the palm turned into a huge handprint and slapped the monk's back.

The monk could not dodge and was slapped on the ground with a palm, and blood sprinkled in the sky. His whole person was directly patted on the ground, his whole body was cracked, and then he was directly hit by the silver dragon falling from the sky and turned into meat sauce.

Zhen Qianjie walked forward with a cold face, took off the monk's storage ring, and then stood silently back to his place, but did not take back the silver chain, but instead hovered beside him, with a sense of solemnity.

With such a small episode, the remaining four monks immediately looked at each other and moved closer to each other. Under the threat of Zhen Qianjie's powerful strength, and the Lei Jiuzhou beside him was even more powerful. Wang Dong had already gathered four people. Under such huge pressure, the remaining four people immediately formed a temporary alliance.

Looking at the three-legged strength, Wang Dong smiled faintly: "Even if you believe what the old man said, only one person can ascend to immortality. Who among you can have this qualification?"

Lei Jiuzhou was floating in the air, with a long body and a cold face. He spoke: "Wang Dong, if it weren't for you, each of us would have been able to learn about the way of heaven and enter the fairy world. fellow Taoists, why not just destroy this guy first and then slowly consider other things?"[

Zhen Qianjie immediately responded and said, "That's right, maybe if you kill this person, the spirit of the Ascension Tower will be in a good mood. If you don't blame him, you may even kill him first!"

As if fearing that the world will not be in chaos, the old man's voice rang coldly: "It's possible, you can give it a try. Maybe I'm happy and the quota will become eight people."

When the old man was provoked, the four people were also ready to move. Each of them mastered the magic weapon, and perhaps with just one opportunity, they would rush over.

Changsun Ji and Xiao Yin looked cautious and each sacrificed their magic weapons. However, Wang Dong looked at the four people without hesitation and sneered: "Lei Jiuzhou is the reincarnation of an immortal. Once you and I fight to the point of losing both sides, you can easily crush all of us with Lei Jiuzhou alone. Do you have a chance to compete with the tiger like this?"

The reincarnation of the immortal!

These four words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the four people hard. Once Wang Dong didn't say anything nonsense, the immortal would definitely easily crush everyone with his magic tricks and magical powers that were far better than the mortal world. In this case, even if these three people were killed, the one who consumed too much energy would not be the power of the other party.

The nine people were in a deadlock again, but the old man slowly showed his body in the air, looked at everyone with disgust and sneered: "You really have no sense of being toys at all. If you don't take action, you will all die!"

Seeing that everyone did not respond, the old man reached out to compare with one of the thin monks of the four people gathered together and sneered: "Don't believe it? Die!"

The thin monk was like a ripe watermelon, and was blown up by a finger. His entire head was shattered, and the red and white splashed so much that the three people around him were covered with shields.

Everyone's hearts sank. Could it be that this old man really has the privilege of life and death to everyone?

"Transparent, you still have a temper. You are so awesome. If you have the ability, you will kill me. Is it interesting to find a soft persimmon?" Wang Dong sneered and sarcastically at the old man. However, his words at this time made the rest of the people admire him a little more...
Chapter completed!