One day and one night
Long Fei had never been a genius.
Whether it was cultivation or other things, the only thing he could rely on was his hard work, which was several times more hard work than others.
In his previous life.
He had no chance.
In this life, he desperately seized the opportunity.
The Tower Master of the seventh floor was too strong.
If it wasn't for the coincidence, he would have already died.
He knew.
The next three floors were even more difficult, and he had no way back. Either he passed or he died.
He didn't want to die.
He wanted to live, he wanted to destroy the ten floors of the magic tower and become the first person in history. He wanted to go to the Heaven Sect Banquet and destroy everything!
He wanted to trample on the old witch.
He wanted to hug Yi Yourong's big breasts and sleep. He wanted all of this!
Therefore, he couldn't die.
The Mahayana Realm might be a very awesome existence in the outside world, but in the ten floors of the magic tower, in the last three floors, his strength was still like an ant. If he wanted to break through the last three floors of the magic tower, he had to obtain even more power.
He had to fuse the Heavenly Fire and the Netherworld Force.
Long Fei was frantically trying.
He was also crazily injured.
It was a completely self-harming method of cultivation.
However, he didn't stop for a second.
From the first floor to the seventh floor, Long Fei discovered a problem, and that was that the magic tower had no time limit. He could stay on the first floor for a very long time.
This was probably a bug in the magic tower.
Therefore.
Long Fei didn't need to worry about time.
"Come!"
"Combine!"
Long Fei's power moved forcefully, fusing the two powers together. An incomparably large amount of true essence wrapped around it and forcefully squeezed it. However …
A few seconds later.
"Rumble!"
A loud sound rang out.
He failed again.
Long Fei was not discouraged, "I don't believe that I can't do anything without relying on the system!"
"Again!"
There was a fusion.
… ….
"The seventh floor has lit up!"
"Oh my god!"
"Is this kid even human? He destroyed the seventh floor, how is that possible? No one can do that. "
"He's definitely not human!"
… ….
From the initial disdain, ridicule, disdain, to the current shock.
The Demons around the plaza had also changed.
Because …
Their faith was their power.
In the history of the Demons, or even the human history of the Zhenwu Continent, or even in the millions of planes, who could be proficient in six major auxiliary skills?
Furthermore.
Or God level?
Now, he had even passed the seventh level. ,
How strong was he?
The purple-robed old man was extremely excited. "Master is awesome! Master is mighty! Hahaha …"
"My master is so awesome!"
"Hahaha …"
Seeing the magic tower light on the seventh floor, the centuries-old man was as happy as a child.
However …
Weapon Demon frowned and said, "He passed the seventh level, but there is no reaction from the eighth level. He didn't go up!"
The purple-clothed old man said, "What do you mean by that?"
Old Demon Beast Tamer said, "We don't know what the seventh floor's test is. Will he die?"
Not waiting for him to finish.
The purple-clothed old man immediately said, "Pfft, you're the one who will die. My master is invincible, no one can stop him, no one can kill him."
The Puppet Demon Venerable said, "His cultivation is still a bit lacking after all. He must have paid a heavy price to pass the test of the seventh floor of the magic tower. I just don't know if he can still hold on."
"The Four Great Tribes of the Demons."
"Legend has it that the Demons came from the outer realm."
"It's also the oldest tribe of us Demons."
"At most, we are just half a Demons. We are just people who cultivate the Demonic Dao, but they … They are the real demons."
The five ancestors fell silent.
Indeed.
They only cultivated demonic arts and were people of the Demonic Dao.
And the Four Great Tribes were the real Demons.
In the teleportation, the Demons that came from another world.
They were demons that came from the other side of the Demon God Mountain!
… ….
In a corner.
Transformers, Karina. Princess Sha Yue raised her head to look at the magic tower that stood in the clouds. The seven floors of the magic tower were brightly lit, illuminating a hundred thousand kilometers. It was like a lighthouse in the ocean, guiding the lost ship.
It was very dazzling.
But …
There was no response from the eighth floor.
What exactly happened?
Whether it was Transformers or Karina, they were all incomparably anxious.
They wished they could rush into the magic tower to take a look.
But they knew that if someone else rushed into the magic tower, the level of the magic tower would increase again, which would be even more disadvantageous to Long Fei.
Transformer murmured, "Boss, you have to hold on!"
"You must!"
The night darkened.
Not a single person left the plaza.
They were all quietly waiting.
The lights of the seven floors of the magic tower also illuminated the plaza as if it was daytime.
The entire night.
The eighth floor was still motionless, and no one stepped onto it.
Early morning.
"It's already been a night, but there's still no reaction. Did he really die inside?"
"Passing through the seventh floor and creating history, this human is really amazing."
"No one from the Demons has ever passed through the seventh floor."
"What a pity!"
"If he can pass through the tenth floor of the magic tower, I will really agree to the Demon Emperor accepting him as a disciple. If such a monstrous genius can become a member of the Demons, then who can stop us?"
"That's right."
"Sending him to participate in the State of Zhao's Heaven Sect Banquet and overturning all the experts of the human race, just thinking about it makes me feel good, but now he … Sigh!"
"Brat, you must hold on."
… ….
Many people hoped that Long Fei could stand up.
Many people hoped to see a miracle.
One night's time had changed many people's minds.
They wanted Long Fei to live!
One day passed.
The magic tower was still calm, without any reaction.
Deathly silence.
Many Demons got up and left, because … In their eyes, Long Fei was already dead.
Even if he didn't die, he wouldn't be able to fight anymore.
In the evening, many people left.
"He's probably dead."
"Sigh … What a pity."
"He's definitely not dead, everyone don't be in a hurry to leave, the magic tower hasn't disappeared, that brat must still be inside, everyone don't leave, he will definitely stand up again."
"It's useless."
"He has already created history, I'm afraid he's already waiting for death on the seventh floor."
… ….
People kept leaving.
Even if he didn't die, Long Fei was almost there.
Death, it was only a matter of time.
The purple-clothed old man was the most anxious, and said: "I want to go in!"
The Tool Demon grabbed him and said: "Don't go crazy, if you go in, the level of the magic tower will increase again, then he will have even less hope."
The purple-clothed old man said, "But … What's the situation now?"
The Tool Demon said, "No one knows, the only thing we can do is believe in him, believe that he can create miracles!"
Believe him?
The purple-clothed old man muttered to himself.
Suddenly.
The magic tower let out a light rumble.
Next.
A red light flashed out from the eighth floor of the magic tower.
The entire audience was shocked.
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