An ancient city is full of monks wearing armor. The lowest level is the early stage of the God Foundation. There are thousands of them. Their fighting auras soar into the sky, making the sky eclipse and making the earth tremble.
In the ancient city, earth-shattering sounds of war could be heard, pitiful screams and mournful cries mixed together, and beacon smoke was endless, as if a large army was attacking and divine soldiers massacred the city.
In fact, Feng Feiyun was the only one fighting bloody battles in this ancient city.
This is an endless war. In addition to killing, it is still killing, as if it will fight until the end of the world or the beginning of the prehistoric era.
"Boom!"
Holding a huge sword in his hand, he stood on an ancient stone platform. He held a stone knife in both hands and used a hundred thousand strong force to smash the black armor of a monk in the middle stage of the Divine Foundation. The stone knife was not damaged, and the iron armor was not damaged.
He was exposed to the fire and was torn, and his body was broken into pieces.
This battle was very tragic. Under the stone platform of the building, there were piles of dead corpses, at least seven to eighty of them. The magic mist on Feng Feiyun's body had become lighter and red with the consumption of spiritual energy in his body.
His bloody eyes gradually returned to normal.
After all, the demon blood in Feng Feiyun's body has just awakened a little bit. As long as the spiritual energy in the Dantian is consumed too much, it will naturally fall silent and hide deep in the blood unless the demon blood is stimulated again.
He held the stone knife with both hands and kept breathing heavily. An incomparable sleepiness hit his heart, but he still held his chest high and did not bend down, looking down at the endless opponents below.
"If you want to fight, then keep fighting endlessly."
Although there was no hope of breaking through the sixth floor of the Infinite Tower, Feng Feiyun's fighting spirit did not diminish. Under the continuous fierce battles, he felt that his cultivation was growing rapidly, almost
It is three times the normal cultivation speed.
Fighting is the fastest way to become stronger.
The battle of life and death can infinitely stimulate the potential in the body.
Feng Feiyun's hands were already covered with blood, and the handle of the knife he held became wet and a little sticky. The huge white stone sword had turned blood red. When the white knife went in, the red knife came out.
"puff!"
Another person was chopped off, but another person had a shocking wound on his back. The skin was split a finger wide, and blood was gurgling down, devouring the person's life.
"Go to hell!"
Feng Feiyun turned around forcibly, enduring the severe pain, holding the knife in both hands, the bones on his body made a rattling sound, and the muscles pulled, all the strength was running on his arms, and he swung the stone knife weighing 35,000 kilograms to kill the man.
The monks in the early stage of the Divine Foundation were smashed into bloody mud, and their bones were shattered into slag.
As long as there is still a shred of strength left, we must keep fighting.
From ancient times to the present, there are only six people in the Vientiane Tower who can reach the seventh level in the divine realm. All of these six people are epic-level geniuses. It is unlikely that such a person will be able to emerge in an era. Even if they cannot break through, they will not be able to break through.
Not a shame.
"It's been an hour, and Feng Feiyun hasn't retreated yet?"
The people waiting outside the Wuliang Tower were all staring at the three Wuliang Ancient Mirrors on the stone tablet. A full hour had passed, but none of the three Wuliang Ancient Mirrors had dimmed their light. This was beyond all expectations.
people's expectations.
Many people believe that Feng Feiyun can only hold on for a quarter of an hour at most before retreating, but now eight-quarters of an hour has passed (one hour = two hours = eight quarters), but he still has not given up and is still making it to the sixth floor.
, the time is eight times longer than Ji Feng.
However, Xiao Xiemo and Shi Yelai entered the sixth floor of the Infinite Tower one step ahead of Feng Feiyun. They did not retreat, and of course they did not reach the seventh floor. They were still fighting on the sixth floor.
"What exactly does it mean to have passed the sixth floor of the Infinite Tower?" A student asked the senior experts present.
These senior masters have all broken through the Infinite Tower, because their cultivation is getting stronger and stronger, and the number of levels they have broken through is far beyond the sixth level of the Infinite Tower. Just like the Martial Pagoda's tower advocate, he has already broken through the eighth level of the Infinite Tower.
level, and has entered the ninth level.
To break through the Infinite Tower, talent plays a part and cultivation also plays a part.
Zhang Badao said solemnly: "If the difficulty of each level of the Infinite Tower is divided into ten points, then talent accounts for four parts, mind accounts for four parts, cultivation only accounts for one part, and luck still accounts for the remaining part.
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With high talent, high intelligence, high cultivation, and good luck, one will naturally be able to penetrate deeper into the Infinite Tower.
Among them, talent and mind account for the largest proportion.
"The sixth floor of the Infinite Tower not only tests a person's talent and mind, but also tests a person's willpower and luck. Countless people are blocked on this floor, and many of them are not because their talents are not high enough or their cultivation is not strong enough.
It's just that I'm not lucky enough and my willpower is not strong enough." Zhang Badao said.
Long Chuanfeng smiled and said: "A person does not have to be extremely talented to become a hero in this world. As long as the willpower is strong enough, it is still possible to achieve enlightenment."
People who have never broken through the sixth floor of the Infinite Tower only know that what they say makes sense, but they cannot understand what they mean at all.
"boom!"
One of the three infinite ancient mirrors once again emitted bright green light, this time it was even more dazzling and brilliant, like a blue rainbow rising into the sky, reflecting half of the sky into blue.
The sound was so huge that the bells on the bell tower vibrated three times like thunder. The sound of the bells spread thousands of miles, awakening countless monks from their cultivation.
This was because someone had reached the seventh floor of the Infinite Tower with incredible talent, so the bell rang three times, as if to announce to the world.
On the top of the ninety-nine-story clock tower that reaches into the clouds, a scholar in white leans on the railing to look at the sea of clouds and the direction of the Infinite Tower. He stretches out five fingers from his sleeves, counts one, two, and then counts again.
His hands were put back into his sleeves.
A person who relies on his hands to eat will naturally cherish his hands more. It is safer to hide them in his sleeves than to expose them outside.
At least this is what Tiansuan Scholar thinks. Those who know how to hide their hands are the smartest people.
"The ninth epic-level genius has been born!" As soon as the scholar in white finished speaking, a bronze pen inserted in his bun automatically flew out and carved the ninth name on a wall of the clock tower.
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He didn't use his hands, and the words he wrote with the bronze pen were flowing and natural, more elegant than the techniques of famous artists.
"It's the little evil devil! It's so terrifying. At only twelve years old, she broke into the seventh floor of the Infinite Tower. Throughout the ages, there are only a handful of people who can compare with her in talent."
The first one to break into the seventh floor was the little evil demon. This twelve-year-old girl was so talented that she completely defeated Feng Feiyun and Shi Yelai.
Of course, after the little evil demon broke into the seventh floor, she did not retreat. She was still pushing forward with unfailing momentum. How could she want to step into the eighth floor of the Infinite Tower?
Stepping onto the eighth floor of the Infinite Tower at the age of twelve would make many people die of shame.
"I think this is possible. The little evil demon must have entered the ranks of epic-level geniuses. His cultivation has undoubtedly reached the ranks of the destiny realm. His combat power is probably about the same as that of the eight epic-level geniuses. It may not be possible for him to reach the level of the first.
Eighth floor.”
"The little evil spirit is indeed a little too powerful, twelve years old, twelve years old!" A genius kept sighing, feeling that in front of the little evil spirit, he simply did not deserve to be called a genius.
"The little evil demon was able to break through the sixth floor of the Infinite Tower because she has reached the realm of destiny. This certainly shows that she is unparalleled in talent, but she also relied on her strong cultivation to forcefully break through. On the contrary, I feel that Feng Feiyun
If He Shi Yelai can break through the sixth level, the shock will be even greater. After all, they are still in the realm of the divine base, especially Feng Feiyun, who is only at the peak of the divine base."
Many people nodded and felt that this was very reasonable. The so-called talent, young age and high cultivation level, can be regarded as extremely talented. And at the same level, invincible combat power, this is also extremely talented.
The former is a rapid growth type; the latter is a thick and thin hair style.
One rises brightly into the sky like a star, and the other rises slowly like a scorching sun.
Stars and Lie Japan are the same existence. No one can tell who is more powerful. Anyone who can dominate one of them can be called a genius.
However, only those who practice quickly and have combat power comparable to that of a king in the same realm can be called an "epic-level genius."
The little demon is a genius of epic proportions.
But Feng Feiyun is still far away from an epic-level genius. Unless he can reach the fourth stage of blood exchange by cultivating the "Immortal Phoenix Body", return to his original nature, and improve his physique to a higher level, he can be called an epic.
level of genius.
In the end, the little demon failed to break through the seventh level of Infinity and retreated in defeat.
"No more playing, no more playing, it's not fun at all, it hurts like hell, it hurts like hell..."
The little evil devil walked out of the Infinite Tower, still neatly dressed in a red coat, holding the white cat in her arms. She covered her little fingers and kept crying out in pain.
After other people walked out of the Infinite Tower, their muscles and bones were broken, or they were covered in blood, and they were so exhausted that they almost had no strength to walk. Only this little evil demon came back from the seventh floor of the Infinite Tower without a drop of blood on his body.
It was neat and tidy, and it was jumping up and down, as if it had just come back from a neighbor's house with a white cat in its arms.
Although she covered her little finger and cried out in pain, the monks waiting outside were still speechless. "She didn't fall to the ground by herself and hit her finger, right?"
"Little cousin, are you injured?" Feng Lingji walked out, walked up and asked with concern.
"I'm injured, it hurts me to death." The little demon covered his little finger and said pitifully, blinking with a pair of black eyes that were about to burst into tears from the pain.
Feng Lingji retreated to the fourth floor of the Infinite Tower and almost made it to the fifth floor.
The little demon kept crying out in pain and kept blowing his fingers with his mouth, as if he had never been hurt so "severely" before.
"This little girl is so shocking. How can she call it an injury?" Ji Feng had thirty wounds in total, so he sat cross-legged and healed them. He really couldn't stand this crying little girl and was so angry.
Gritting my teeth, my heart is bleeding!
The heroes from all sides who originally planned to break into the Infinite Tower were all ashamed and were severely beaten.