Starting off with Old Deng about to die? Have you really become the Dao Ancestor?!

On the other side, the man in black robes was Gu Jiansi.

He had stepped into the seventh floor of the Zhenshi Pagoda.

Since entering the pagoda, he found that from the first floor to the seventh floor, the test of each floor was directly aimed at the human heart, the inner demon and the understanding of the great way, and no substantial enemy appeared.

Gu Jiansi secretly speculated in his heart that perhaps this pagoda could not manifest an opponent with equal strength to him.

After all, his realm had reached an extremely high level. If the pagoda wanted to manifest a cultivator who could rival him, it would probably consume a lot of energy.

"You dare to betray your master!" Just as he was thinking, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

A giant Dharma image that stood tall and upright appeared out of thin air, looking down at him from a high position, and his voice was as deafening as thunder.

"Betraying the master!" The giant's waist was bleeding, and drops of golden blood dripped down, as if every drop could suppress the sky and exude endless pressure.

Seeing this, Gu Jiansi trembled all over, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

He murmured in a low voice: "Master..."

At the same time, Qin Wushuang had stepped out of the Zhenshi Pagoda.

He had a satisfied smile on his face, and his hands were open, as if to welcome the cheers and compliments of the crowd.

However, there was silence all around, only a breeze blew by, bringing up a few fallen leaves, which seemed particularly deserted.

"Fuck, Han Jue and Dao Mo are still fighting on the seventh floor, and Qin Wushuang came out so soon." A cultivator muttered in a low voice, with a bit of disdain in his tone.

"I thought he could challenge the ninth floor, but he only has this little ability, it's really rubbish." Another cultivator curled his lips, obviously quite disappointed with Qin Wushuang's performance.

"You call others rubbish? They have at least made it to the seventh floor, and you may not even be able to touch the third floor in your life!" Someone next to him refuted, but there was also a bit of sarcasm in his tone.

The cultivators around glanced at Qin Wushuang, and then continued to look at the list, obviously not interested in Qin Wushuang's performance.

After all, Han Jue and Dao Mo were still competing on the seventh floor. In comparison, Qin Wushuang's achievements seemed insignificant.

Who would care about an ordinary one when there are better ones?

Qin Wushuang's veins suddenly popped up and his face turned pale when he heard these discussions.

He roared in his heart: "What Han Jue? What Dao Mo? How could someone be stronger than me? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

At this moment, a gentle and pleasant female voice sounded in his ears: "Congratulations, young master, for breaking into the seventh floor. Your talent is really unparalleled!"

Qin Wushuang opened his eyes and saw his maid Qingzhu and another maid standing in front of him.

Qingzhu had a respectful smile on her face, but Qin Wushuang did not have any joy.

Everyone's attention was focused on the list above, and no one cared about his performance at all.

He suppressed his anger and asked Qingzhu in a low voice: "What's going on? There are actually people above me?"

Qingzhu's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, and he sighed slightly and whispered: "Young Master, there are two cultivators who broke into the tower at the same time as you, and now they are still on the seventh floor."

Qin Wushuang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he said coldly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

He looked up at the list, and his eyes were more shocked.

"Han Jue, Dao Mo!" He gritted his teeth and spoke.

"I have never heard of the names of these two cultivators. Where did they come from!" He stared at the names of the two people, his tone full of grimness.

Originally, he wanted to set a new high in one fell swoop, and then he would gain a wave of people's hearts and add another glorious reputation to the Kunwu Holy Land.

Unexpectedly, he was suppressed by two unknown cultivators.

"They will never break through the seventh floor. The seventh floor is so difficult!" Qin Wushuang said with disbelief.

Only when he reached the seventh floor did he know the difficulty of the seventh floor.

The guardian of the seventh floor is not only one level higher than himself, but also can display his unique skills!

The strength is far different from his own.

It's not that they can't fight against opponents of higher levels, but the opponents who appear are equivalent to their own promotion to the next level, and they also have more strength than themselves!

If he can jump levels, they can also jump levels.

So Qin Wushuang doesn't believe that they can get through the seventh floor at all.

Although everyone faces different things, the difficulty of his level is there.

At this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"They both broke into the eighth floor, this is a peerless genius!" A cultivator exclaimed, his voice full of shock.

"If this is not the end of the era, I am afraid they have time to grow up, enough to reach the sky and the earth." Another cultivator sighed.

"But at the end of the era, there are not a few strong people who have fallen, so what about the geniuses? The geniuses who have not grown up and those who have grown up are completely two concepts." Someone analyzed calmly.

"However, with their talents, they can probably join any faction at will." Someone said with envy.

The onlookers were talking about it, their eyes were fixed on the list, as if they were afraid of missing any changes.

On the other hand, some cultivators failed to pass the level and came out. Every time one came out, everyone looked at them, after all, they might fail halfway.

But no.

Those cultivators who came out were stared at by the crowds of people, and they felt a little restrained. Like Qin Wushuang, he originally thought that he had made it high enough, but after hearing about the incident, he also joined the army of envy.

Qin Wushuang saw that after the list was changed, he was now third!

His eyes were covered with bloodshot. Japan should be the time when he was famous in the Imperial State. How could this be?

First there was the smiling Yan Luo, and then there were these strange monks.

He has become a foil.

The witness of the Taoist gods, he couldn't help but chuckled, "It seems that today will be particularly lively."

The two old men behind him were also shocked by the result of breaking through the tower today.

Someone actually reached the eighth level.

They are the Supreme God of Divine Martial Arts and have also broken through the tower, but they all stopped at the fourth and fifth floors. They naturally knew the difficulty, but today they witnessed a miracle.

but...

"Lord, if they are allowed to break through the tower successfully, then other powerful people will plunder..." One of the old men spoke in confusion.

v In his opinion, it is nothing more than two things that the other party came to the Imperial State.

Dominate the Imperial State and conquer the holy weapons.

Now someone has entered the eighth floor. Although he has not reached the ninth floor, it is very likely.

Once you really break in, isn’t it just for someone else?

After hearing this, the Taoist god just smiled mysteriously, "Nothing is wrong, someone gets the same as I get!"

Hearing this, the two old men looked at each other. What does this mean?

Immediately afterwards, they reacted and a thought appeared in their minds.

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