Ye Chen killed all the fire-eyed phantom wolves in the fourth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, passed through the Huizi corridor with water invisibility spells, passed through the small teleportation array at the end, and appeared in the rest hall on the fifth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.
Ye Chen's cassock left many broken marks after being cut by the wind blade. The Fire Spirit Sword in his hand was sheathed. On the stone tablet in the center of the hall, the golden number jumped, and "Twenty-five!" appeared in Ye Chen's silence.
His face was stunned for a moment.
After passing through the fourth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, he rushed directly to the twenty-fifth place from more than a hundred before, and has already entered the top thirty of the tower?!
He was a little surprised, but he still had a little surprise in his heart.
This means that if nothing unexpected happens, he can at least get the first thirty Immortal Sect Tokens.
Ye Chen quickly took a look at the slightly empty hall. There were monks in twos and threes scattered throughout the hall. The number on the stone tablet was twenty-five. The number of monks in the hall, including himself, was exactly twenty-five.
people.
No one has entered the fifth floor passage yet.
"The small group of top monks at the front of Chongzhen Demon Tower, Wang Zhuo, Bai Yu, and Kong Xi haven't arrived yet. Excluding those who were killed on the way. Almost all the top thirty hut owners of Qingshan Lake are in this hall.
Guilty!"
Ye Chen's heart moved slightly.
Among these people, he only recognized the three strongest Luzhu-level monks, Zhu Haoman, Jiang Zhi, and Wei Ming. He saw three of them when he was in the Square of the Demon Suppression Tower.
Although Ye Chen didn't recognize the rest of the monks in the hall, he could still tell. More than half of these monks were at the fifth level of the Qi Refining stage and were quite powerful. The robes they wore were gorgeous and the spiritual weapons they carried were of the highest quality.
Obviously they are all descendants of wealthy families.
Some monks saw Ye Chen appearing in the hall, and many of them looked surprised.
"Who is this person?" "He is not a member of a large clan in the fairy city, nor is he a monk from a small clan. Is he a casual cultivator?" "Look at his damaged robes, and he doesn't even have a replacement. Who else could he be but a casual cultivator!
"Tsk, tsk, there are casual monks who have broken into the top 30 this year. It's really strange!"
Some people spoke with a hint of sarcasm.
The children of the wealthy families in the fairy city all knew each other. But Ye Chen was obviously unfamiliar with them.
However, their eyes quickly shifted away from Ye Chen. Ye Chen rushed into the tower after them. In their opinion, Ye Chen was definitely much weaker than them, and there was little value in paying attention to him.
In this hall, almost everyone is a monk from a large clan in the Immortal City. Their goal is to compete for the top thirty, top ten, and top three places. To this end, there is a lot of intrigue.
Their eyes were more focused on Zhu Haoman, Jiang Zhi, and Wei Ming, the three strongest masters of the house.
Zhu Haoman was sitting cross-legged. His robe was clean and tidy, with no traces of fighting left on it. He placed a spiritual sword on his knees and meditated with his eyes closed.
Wei Ming's gloomy gaze occasionally glanced at Zhu Haoman and then at Chu Zhenping and the other top ten monks. He was playing with his ax and seemed to be thinking about something.
It usually takes two to three days to rush to the Demon Suppressing Tower. No one can rush to the sixth floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower in one go. They must rest in the middle. When a group of monks rush to the Demon Suppressing Tower, the rhythm is usually controlled by the strongest monk. The strongest
The monk rushed to the front, and the others followed closely, waiting for the opportunity to overtake.
"What tricks is Zhu Haoman doing! He doesn't rush to the front and falls behind me in every round.
He wants me to take the lead in the tower, and then overtake me at the last moment and take first place?"
Wei Ming secretly cursed and sneered, "This is a good plan!"
The atmosphere in the hall of twenty-five monks was surprisingly dull and silent.
Except when Ye Chen came in, someone laughed a few words in a low voice, and there was no other sound.
Some monks were resting against the wall with their eyes half closed, some were sleeping on the ground, and some were meditating.
It was still late at night, and being able to rush through the first four floors of the Demon Suppression Tower in just one day took a lot of physical and mental energy from the monks.
On the fifth and sixth floors of the Demon Suppression Tower, the phantom monsters you face will be more powerful and dangerous. Only by accumulating enough physical strength and energy can you rush through.
Ye Chen rubbed his nose helplessly.
He looked around the hall and silently came to sit next to a wall in the hall.
His physical strength was also greatly exhausted, so he took a small elixir bottle from his storage bag and took a Qi and Blood elixir to unblock the Qi and blood meridians in his body.
At least seven or eight wind blades left small wounds on his body. Because of the stone skin, these small wounds did not bleed and had little impact on him. Just apply low-level hemostatic medicine.
"There are only two floors left! Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest, the rankings will be determined! The top ten will be determined through the phantom beast passage on the fifth floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower!" Ye Chen leaned against the wall, holding a Fire Spirit Knife.
, fell into a light sleep.
One night, the Demon Suppression Tower, the Square, and the Immortal Pavilion were overcrowded.
In Tianwu Xianyuan City, there are many monks nervously watching the movements of the Demon Suppression Tower. Dozens of big families, hundreds of small families, numerous casual cultivators, and their relatives and close friends are all watching from outside the tower.
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The four floors at the bottom of the Demon Suppression Tower have already lit up. The brightest ones are the second and third floors. Most of the monks are still rushing through these two floors, and it is rare to be able to rush through the fourth floor.
But the body of the Demon Suppressing Tower above the fifth floor was still pitch black.
No one has yet rushed to the fifth and sixth floors of the Demon Suppression Tower.
Ye Chen rested for about half an hour when he heard movement in the hall and suddenly opened his eyes.
Wei Ming stood up and laughed loudly and said, "That's almost it. I've had enough rest! Brothers, it's time to rush into the tower! There are still two floors left. I'm waiting for you in the lobby on the sixth floor of the north! He carried the ax and strode forward.
Enter the passage entrance on the fifth floor of the Town Demon Tower.
Zhu Haoman sat quietly with his eyes closed. When he heard the movement, he opened his eyes slightly, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he stood up, held his sword and walked towards the entrance of the passage.
Jiang Zhi, the owner of Hut No. 2, also followed immediately.
As soon as Wei Ming moved, the owners of the houses who wanted to compete for the top three positions all moved.
"Let's go! Rush to the fifth floor of Demon Town Tower!"
In the hall, six or seven fifth-level monks in the Qi Refining Stage, Chu Zhenping and others, stood up one after another and entered the passage. They were all the top ten masters, closely following Zhu Haoman and Wei Ming, the strongest ones.
The monks are waiting for an opportunity to grab the top three spots.
But in the hall, the other monks did not move and were still resting.
It’s not that they don’t want to, it’s just that their strength makes it too difficult to keep up with them. If they are not strong enough, forcing them to continuously attack the tower may lead to failure.
"It's time to leave!"
Ye Chen saw Wei Ming, Zhu Haoman and ten of them entering the entrance of the passage, and knew that it was time to rush to the fifth floor of the tower.
He cast a water invisibility spell on himself, disappeared out of thin air in the hall, and entered the fifth floor passage of the Demon Suppression Tower. Perhaps it was because no one paid attention to him.
In this hall, almost no one noticed that there was another person missing.
As for Wang Zhuo, Bai Yu, and Kong Xi, they have not arrived here yet, and they are probably still struggling to advance on the fourth level.
The fifth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.
A ray of light faded away.
Ye Chen's figure appeared in the corridor.
"Demon tiger!"
Ye Chen was shocked when he entered the passage.
He saw a huge phantom tiger with fiery red hair all over his body, more than twenty feet in front of him, glaring at him with eager eyes. Two balls of flame were rising from the depths of its pupils.
Phantom Tiger, a second-level medium phantom beast, is equivalent to the strength of a fifth-level monk in the Qi Refining Stage.
Ye Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the flames coming out of the eyes of this phantom tiger. "The first phantom tiger after entering the corridor on the fifth floor broke the water invisibility and failed to have any effect! I should have known it earlier.
Instead of wasting mana, add this water invisibility technique."
"Roar"
The fire demon tiger opened its mouth, roared wildly, and spit out a big fireball from its mouth.
Ye Chen fiercely drew his knife and slashed at the incoming fireball.
Under the huge power of the fireball explosion, he was knocked back several steps.
Ye Chen quickly cast a spell, and four small lightning flashes appeared around him under the control of four divine consciousnesses.
"Lightning strike!"
"Lightning strike!"
"Lightning strike!"
"Lightning strike!"
boom!
Each lightning bolt pierced the space and blasted through the space. The Phantom Tiger's skin was torn open and its flesh was torn apart. It was instantly paralyzed by the lightning. Even its attempt to open its mouth to spit out fireballs was forcibly interrupted by the continuous lightning bolts.
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Under the continuous lightning strikes, the Phantom Tiger was scorched inside and out, and was unable to spit out another fireball. Its movements were also constantly interrupted.
This is the most powerful advantage of lightning spells. Lei Xiu is almost invincible in a one-on-one fight. Unless the opponent wears a robe made of lightning-resistant materials, he can avoid the powerful offensive of lightning strikes.
Of course, because thunder spirit roots are rare, there are very few thunder cultivators in Yunzhou’s immortal world.
The paralysis of the thunder system has the same effect as the entanglement and restraint of the wood system, both of which can imprison the opponent in an instant. However, the paralysis of the thunder system can be resisted by robes and the like, while the entanglement of the wood system can only be broken free by brute force.
Each of the two spells has its own uses.
Ye Chen pulled out the Fire Spirit Sword from his waist and rushed towards the phantom demon tiger at full speed. He leaped three times in a row and slashed towards the phantom demon tiger.
It only took a few breaths.
The phantom tiger was violently slashed with three swords, and fell to the ground.
"Kill one!"
With a calm expression on his face, Ye Chen jumped towards the depths of the passage.
Soon, he saw another fire-type phantom tiger.
Ye Chen took a deep breath.
"Since the Water Invisibility Technique is ineffective, let's forcefully rush to the fifth floor! The four divine consciousnesses release lightning strikes, which are enough to suppress the Phantom Tiger without even being injured. I don't believe how much faster they can be than me!
"
Ye Chen added a wind control technique to himself and turned into a fast figure, rushing towards the depths of the passage at full speed. In almost a few breaths, he was able to kill a second-level medium phantom tiger.
"Spinning Axe!"
"go to hell!"
Wei Ming strode wildly in the corridor on the fifth floor, screaming loudly incessantly.
Holding the giant ax in both hands, pouring mana into it, he swung it out. The giant ax roared and turned into a sharp yellow light, flying dozens of feet away. This giant ax weighed hundreds of kilograms, and it was an earth-type spirit weapon.
ax.
boom!
Poof!
With just one stroke of the ax, the huge ax cut the phantom tiger running towards him, weighing over a thousand kilograms, into two halves.
The giant ax's mana was exhausted, and its light dimmed sharply. It circled in mid-air before flying back to his hand.
"Happy! The little phantom rat flea on the first floor of the Demon Suppression Tower is a waste of my energy. Only the phantom demon tiger on the fifth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower is fun to kill! Zhu Haoman, let's see who can grab it this time
Front!"
Wei Ming firmly grabbed the flying ax and laughed wildly.
He took long strides and ran towards the depths of the passage. The fifth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower was like walking on flat ground. As the top No. 3 hut master in Tianwu Xianyuan City, his strength is not a vegetarian.