Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

Jin Buhuan reminded, "The residents of the ancient tower city only offer sacrifices on the first floor. The second and third floors have peculiar structures. Although the area is small, there are many forks in the road, which contain the art of Qimen Dunjia. You'd better be careful when you go up there."

After hearing what he said, everyone became even more curious about the Linggu Tower, but saving people was urgent, so they had to go up and find out what was going on.

"and many more."

Xuanyuan Changqing said: "Although Elder Zhang's injuries have improved, he is not fit to fight again. I will send him back first."

Yuyan was a little worried. "Brother Xuanyuan, you two elders are leading the team this time. If you all leave, we..."

The Wan brothers also said, "Yes, Elder, it may be more dangerous later."

Xuanyuan Changqing shook his head slightly. "You are all senior disciples of my Tianci Sect. How can you be afraid before the battle? Don't worry. Qingzhou will take care of the rest of the journey."

"what?"

Chen Qingzhou was shocked. "I am responsible? Senior Brother, I have only been a disciple for two days!"

Xuanyuan Changqing said: "That's right, but you are already a senior disciple under the Sect Master, and the Sect Master also said that you are gifted and will not be far from becoming an elder."

The more Chen Qingzhou listened, the more he felt that there was a pit waiting for him to jump into, but the look in Qianyu's eyes made it clear that he could not retreat no matter what.

"Okay! But I can't promise to complete the task!"

Xuanyuan Changqing nodded and said, "You have the [Phoenix Blood], just make sure everyone returns safely."

Chen Qingzhou's heart ached, wondering how much blood he would shed today...

Afterwards, Xuanyuan Changqing took Yu Mu and the Wan brothers to send Zhang Lingjun back to Xuanshui Sect to heal his injuries.

Although there were fewer people, Chen Qingzhou did not object. After all, Yu Mu and the Wan brothers had limited combat power, and they would not be able to take care of them if there were more people.

The remaining seven people looked at each other, nodded, and quickly found the entrance to the second floor of Linggu Tower and climbed up the stairs.

As soon as I entered the second floor of the tower, I saw ten forking paths and cave entrances in front of me.

While everyone was wondering, Cui Jiye said, "There is no time to lose. Let's quickly choose our own paths. If there is any danger, let out a long whistle to warn people immediately!"

Cui Jiye was worried about the safety of his nephews and nephews, so as soon as he finished speaking, he randomly chose a fork in the road and ran in. Seeing that things had come to this point, the others did not dare to delay and quickly chose a road to go in.

Chen Qingzhou originally wanted to take the same road as Qianyu, but firstly, there were more than seven forks in the road, and everyone had missed something along the way. Secondly, Lang Jian Jin Buhuan had already entered a fork in the road alone, so he felt relieved. After seeing Qianyu enter, he quickly chose another road.

There was no light at the fork in the road, and it was pitch black all around. You couldn't see your hand in front of you. It was not very spacious, and could barely accommodate three people walking side by side. To ensure safety, Chen Qingzhou walked in the dark for a while, but the feeling of being suffocated was too uncomfortable, so he used his skills, and the Wanzhong Sword glowed slightly, and he felt less nervous.

After walking for dozens of steps, he suddenly heard a "ding-dong" sound coming from the front. Chen Qingzhou intuitively felt that someone was fighting, so he ran over quickly. Under the dim light, he saw some swords and shadows dancing up and down, but no human figures. Chen Qingzhou thought for a moment and thought that the other party might be wearing a nightgown.

But in the darkness, it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, and to avoid accidentally hurting friendly forces, Chen Qingzhou shouted, "Who's in front?"

The sound of swords and weapons continued, but no one responded. Chen Qingzhou asked again, "Is it the Cui family?"

Still no response. He was worried that Cui Xuechu or Cui Xiaokun were young and impulsive and fell into the enemy's trap, so he rushed forward a few steps. At this moment, suddenly a steel knife fell on his head. Chen Qingzhou was startled and raised his Wanzhong Sword, but blocked it in an instant. He felt that the force of this knife was not strong, so it should not be from a master.

However, the speed of the sword attack was fast. As soon as one sword was blocked, the next one came again. It seemed that there were quite a few enemies.

Before Chen Qingzhou could think too much, he rushed forward with the Wanzhong Sword again. With a "clang" sound, he did not feel any internal force in the sword, it just floated lightly.

It happened in a flash. After the sword, there seemed to be more and more weapons, up and down, left and right, east and west, east and west, it seemed that all directions were facing him.

Chen Qingzhou blocked and dodged, and in a blink of an eye they had fought for nearly a hundred rounds. Although the opponent's moves were not sophisticated, they were endless and continuous.

Chen Qingzhou wanted to win by speed, but the Wanzhong Sword was too heavy, and even if he mobilized all his strength it could not be faster than the opponent's sword. Moreover, the opponent seemed to have sensed something and fought faster and faster, like lightning and thunder. Chen Qingzhou only had a sword, and it was inevitable that he would lose sight of the other one if he just kept fighting.

He sensed something was wrong and was about to retreat back the way he came when he suddenly heard two "swishes" and his left arm was stabbed by the sword. Fortunately, the sword was not strong and only had some minor skin injuries. With the effect of the Phoenix Blood, it healed in a short while.

But he didn't dare to go up again rashly, and he rolled back a few times.

"How many people are there?"

Chen Qingzhou moved his left arm, cursed in his heart, and looked left and right at the stone wall. When he got closer, he found that there were some large and small dents on it. The color was dark gray, and you couldn't see them without looking carefully. Some of them were so big that a person could hide in them.

When I thought of this, I felt a chill all over my body. If I had been walking along this path with so many eyes looking at me from both sides...

Chen Qingzhou scared himself and shook his head. The front was heavily guarded, and it was eerie and strange on both sides. This was really a bad choice of road.

But the more difficult the road, the more likely it is to be right. He made up his mind, was bold but not reckless, and mobilized all his strength, concentrating it on his face, chest, abdomen, and the Ten Thousand Swords.

Chen Qingzhou took a few big steps forward and came to the place where the "ding-dong" fighting sounded. He thought calmly, something was wrong. The sound was quite regular and did not sound like several people fighting. If it was some kind of guarding formation, how could there be no internal force at all?

It seems that as long as we illuminate this place, we will be able to find out the truth.

He used the second level of the God-given internal energy, the Red Flame Pure Yang Technique, and imitated Xuanyuan Changqing's movements, striking out with one palm. Although the flame was small, it was enough to see the situation ahead clearly.

Chen Qingzhou took a look, shook his head and smiled bitterly. How could this be a sword fight or advanced formation?

I saw some kind of plant growing on the top in front, shaped like vines and tentacles, with many swords and weapons entangled in it, swinging around. Once there was an external force attack, the weapons would bounce back and forth over and over again. After a long time, he was fighting with himself and injured himself.

"This thing can cause a lot of harm!"

Chen Qingzhou cursed, and wiped the Wanzhong Sword with his left palm. Sparks instantly appeared on the blade, and then he slashed with the sword.

As the blade passed, the strange vines were ignited and burned to ashes in a short while.

After passing the vine sword formation, Chen Qingzhou had a better understanding of the treacherous nature of Ximen Fort.

The path in this stone cave seemed endless and no one knew where it led to. Chen Qingzhou burned as he walked along, and whenever a vine sword formation appeared, it would burn wildly.

Just when he was feeling very happy, he suddenly felt a chill approaching his body. Chen Qingzhou's internal energy was just beginning to develop, and although his spiritual awareness had improved a little, it was still not that high. To be on the safe side, he immediately protected himself with a knife and started spinning on the spot.

Sure enough, a few "clang" sounds were heard, and the Wanzhong Sword was attacked by some weapon. The force of these attacks was far stronger than the previous attacks in the vine sword formation. Someone must be trying to kill him!