In the inner world, if there is one race that the ghost cultivators hate the most, it must be the Phoenix race!
Because the Feng Clan's way of space is simply the biggest nemesis of the ghost cultivator's hiding method, the Feng Clan can always find their whereabouts easily.
Fortunately, there are not many pure-blood Phoenix people, and there are also very few races related to the Phoenix people, so unless you are unlucky, you are basically out of reach.
The ghost cultivator didn't expect that he would suffer eight bad lucks today. He met a Phoenix clan here. When he realized this, he knew something was wrong.
And judging from the methods used by the other party, this Phoenix Clan's attainments in the way of space are quite impressive.
He used his Dao power wildly, without any reservation, and vibrated in all directions, trying to break the distortion of the space.
It works!
After only two breaths, the abnormality in the space was broken. However, he froze in place and did not dare to move, because a cool feeling hit his neck and he was held up with a knife!
The sharpness on the blade gave him the illusion that he could cut off his own head at any time.
Even without looking, the ghost cultivator knew what was happening behind him.
Then a voice came into my ears: "Did you retreat from the 51st floor?"
Gui Xiu's small eyes rolled around. Although he didn't know why the other party asked this question, his instinct told him that the best answer at this time was yes!
"Not bad!" Ghost Cultivator responded in a deep voice.
"You swear!"
The corners of Gui Xiu's eyes suddenly twitched. Just when he was thinking about how to blur this matter out, he felt a sudden pain in his neck and his vision was upside down!
The last thought that flashed through his mind was that this guy was too quick to do anything, and he was a bit ungrateful. At least give him a chance to say something.
After the ghost cultivator's headless body, Lu Ye sheathed his sword.
Since the ghost cultivator hesitated, it meant that he did not retreat from the 51st floor, and Lu Ye would naturally not show mercy.
Anyway, there are other targets to look for, and it doesn’t have to be this ghost cultivator.
To say the least, even if he can't find a guide, he can still find his own way to a higher level.
After packing up the trophies, Lu Ye suddenly realized that this ghost cultivator did not retreat from the 51st floor. Is there a possibility that he came from the 52nd floor?
Or someone from a higher level stepped down?
If this is the case, his hesitation at that moment is normal.
There is something wrong with your own problem!
Lu Ye couldn't help scratching his head. It seemed that next time he met someone, he would have to ask a different question.
The opportunity will come soon.
When Lu Ye passed by a location, he suddenly smelled a trace of blood.
In this case, there are either remnants of the battle shortly after the war, or there are injured monks hiding in the dark.
The opponent is most likely seriously injured, otherwise it would be impossible to suppress the flow of energy and blood.
Follow this trace of blood all the way around.
Not long after, Lu Ye stood in front of a pothole with a slight surprise, looking at a snow-white figure sitting cross-legged inside.
This is a woman, wearing a long white dress, with a curvy and voluptuous figure, and her hair is scattered behind her and tied up around her waist.
The dress was close to the body, making her waist look extremely slender, as if she could hold it with one hand. However, the curve below the waist was extremely exaggerated, giving people a huge sense of visual conflict.
It wasn't that Lu Ye wanted to look at him, it was mainly because his back was turned to him.
The bloody smell came from this woman.
In the Tower of Time, the appearance of such a woman in such a place is a bit abnormal. Even if a monk occupies such a hole to practice, he will arrange an array to cover it up so as not to be disturbed by others.
But she just didn't.
Moreover, Lu Ye could feel that this woman was indeed injured and her aura was a little weak. This could not be faked.
"My dear friend, you have stepped down from a higher level?" Lu Ye asked.
"Yeah, what's the matter with you?" The woman still had her back to Lu Ye, and her soft voice came out, as if she was pregnant with strange power.
Not only that, even the void began to be filled with a strange fragrance, which made people's blood rush. The back of this woman was so beautiful that it made people forget to leave. At this moment, this beauty seemed to be infinitely magnified.
Already.
"I would like to ask fellow Taoist to lead me to a higher level." Lu Ye said truthfully.
It's not that he was so polite because he was a woman. There were also female cultivators among the Hedao he killed before. However, all the Hedao he killed before took the initiative to attack him, including the ghost cultivator just now, who had already shown his malice.
.
This woman didn't make any move, so we can talk about it.
"Do you want to go to a higher level?" the woman asked, her voice still so soft, "No problem, come in and talk."
"Okay!" Lu Ye nodded, and while responding, he examined the talent tree and saw smoke rising from time to time.
There was a violent collision of Dao forces, and after a few boom-boom-boom sounds, everything returned to calm.
Ten breaths later, Lu Ye sat upright, with the woman sitting a few feet in front of him.
In fact, Lu Ye thought that this woman's face was ugly before, so he showed her back. But now when he looked at her, he realized that he was wrong. Not only was this woman not ugly, she was actually very beautiful, and she was weak and enchanting.
Beauty is extremely attractive to any man.
Even if Lu Ye took a few more glances, he couldn't help but feel his heart beating.
However, at this moment, there were traces of blood remaining on the corner of her mouth, which was obviously due to her loss in the fight with Lu Ye just now.
This made her breath feel even more empty.
Lu Ye finally understood why this woman dared to stay here so blatantly, without even setting up a formation to cover her up.
Because even if she is injured, she is still very strong! No one from the fifty-first level can compete with her.
This is her capital to gain a foothold here.
It's a pity that he met the stronger Lu Ye. If he hadn't made up his mind to find someone who could lead the way, he would have been killed by the sword.
"What do you call her?" Lu Ye looked at her.
The woman bit her red lips and looked at Lu Ye with a look of resentment and grievance. Her eyes were filled with accusations of blood and tears, as if she had been toyed with by Lu Ye and then given up.
"Xiaoba..." the woman replied reluctantly.
She never imagined that she would meet such a shameless guy in such a tower.
She was injured and was being hunted, so she retreated all the way and fled here.
But the human race in front of me is clearly intact and so strong, yet it actually has the nerve to go to Monkey Mountain and claim the title of king!
How could he be embarrassed?
This is like an adult running into a group of children to play, it is simply unreasonable.
"Xiaoba..." Lu Ye pondered for a moment, "Eight-tailed demon fox?"
He was already sure that the woman was a demon, because even though the fight was short, the woman who called herself Xiaoba had already exposed some of her skills.
At that moment, eight snow-white furry tails were revealed behind her.
Coupled with the invisible charm that the woman used, and her current demeanor that I feel pity for, Lu Ye couldn't think of any other race besides the fox demon clan that she could belong to.
This name couldn't help but remind him of Xiao Jiu in Kyushu, and he didn't know what the situation was like there after being away from Xingkong for so many years.
It should be fine. He had made various arrangements before leaving. As long as Xingkong didn't encounter any major changes, he could handle it. The monks could continue to grow and become stronger, and slowly resist the increasingly serious Xingyuan.
Invasion.
What's more, there is a beautiful starry sky over there that backs it up.
"Human Lu Ye." Lu Ye cupped his fists and saluted.
"What do you want?" Xiao Ba looked at Lu Ye warily, but her natural charm made her vigilance look extremely charming.
She really didn't expect that she would be at a disadvantage in a place like this. Now that everyone is fighting for her, and the other person is a man, she can't help but feel a little nervous.
Although Lu Ye didn't show much, no one could be sure what he was thinking. What if he was a sanctimonious person and suddenly his bestiality became apparent?
"What I want depends on the answer you give me."
"Answer, what answer?" Xiaoba frowned, a little confused.
"Which level did you come down from?" It can't be the previous level.
Xiaoba frowned.
Lu Ye raised his hand and held the handle of the Panshan knife: "You should think about it before you answer!"
Xiaoba's eyes twitched and he gritted his teeth: "Seventy-two floors!"
She originally appeared on the seventieth floor when she entered the Tower of Time. Later, she climbed up two floors. As a result, she encountered several enemies and was hunted down along the way. She had no choice but to escape down.
Lu Ye's eyes lit up.
This is really an unexpected surprise.
He originally planned to look for those who had retreated from the previous floor every time he reached a floor, and then let others help guide him, so as to save himself from wandering around and wasting time.
Who would have expected that the Xiaoba he met had actually stepped down from the seventy-second floor.
This is one step in place!
Lu Ye's expression immediately became friendly: "Fellow Taoist Xiaoba, I would like to ask you for a favor."
Xiaoba's eyes were fixed on Lu Ye's right hand holding the knife, and his heart was full of bitterness: "How can I help you? Let's talk about it."
If it goes too far, she would rather die!
"Take me to the seventy-second floor. If you retreat all the way from there, you should remember the way back."
When Xiao Ba heard this, he looked at Lu Ye with a puzzled expression.
After a while, she finally said: "Which floor did you retreat from?"
According to her thoughts, Lu Ye probably retreated from the seventieth floor. In that case, he could just go back the way he came. Why should he help lead the way?
"Just tell me whether you agree or not." Lu Ye rubbed the handle of the knife impatiently.
This fox demon talks a bit too much.
"That's it?"
"That's it!"
Xiaoba still couldn't believe it, but it was obvious that he didn't want to ask any more questions at the moment, so he could only say: "Then what's the benefit to me?"
"Is staying alive a good thing?" Lu Ye stared at her expressionlessly.
Xiaoba was immediately defeated and said, "Forget it!"
How could she not feel the deep threat in those words? She was finally sure that this human race had no other thoughts about her. If she didn't cooperate, his long black sword might really attack her again.