Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

"I'm so stupid, really..."

Nie Tong came back to his senses, raised his eyes that had lost their expression, and was a little stunned for a while.

"I have already guessed that there will be a certain gap between the evildoer and Tianjiao, but I still chose to challenge.

But I really didn't expect that the gap between the evildoer and Tianjiao would be so big..."

At this time, he almost lost his fighting spirit, and without looking at Han Lian, he picked up the drink on the table and poured it down abruptly.

He drank so violently that the spirits entered his throat, but he didn't feel any taste.

Yes, he lost again.

The Tongtian Pavilion set up by Han Lian, the so-called enchanting villain, is a plan made with his own strength background.

The first time, Nie Tong broke into the forty-seventh floor and withdrew quite unwillingly.

After that, he tried several times in a row, seeing Feng Xiu's curiosity getting heavier and heavier, but he never gave him a chance to try.

Until he hit five times in a row, finally passed the forty-eighth floor, and then was 'tyrannized' by the enchanting version of the forty-eighth floor, the whole person was a little suspicious of life.

He has extraordinary talent, and his strength is now the ninth in the world's top talent list.

But who would have thought that with such a strength, he tried his best to end up on the forty-eighth floor.

The evildoer is indeed a evildoer. Under the twin celestial phenomena, he has extraordinary strength, but it is only the eighth heaven of heaven, and he can reverse the seventh heaven of Butterfly Transformation.

And this kind of counter-cutting is not fought back and forth, but almost crushed.

Competing in this Tongtian Tower, none of the magical artifacts can exceed the current state of their own.

If he holds a high-level spiritual weapon in his hand, his combat power will naturally increase a lot, and he will naturally have confidence if he has beaten the opponent.

But if the other party is like him.... When he thinks of this, he feels that he is trembling faintly.

Although the real degree of pain can be reduced in the Tower of Babel, at least it has to bear nearly 30% of the simulated pain.

He was beaten over and over again, even though his body had no scars, but his heart was severely hit.

"How? How is this thing?"

At this time, Han Lian was sitting at the wine table, picking up some side dishes to eat.

Feeling that Nie Tong has disconnected from Tongtian Tower, he asked casually.

Teng!

Hearing Han Lian's voice, Nie Tong also came back to his senses. He took a deep breath and bowed his hands to Han Lian, full of admiration: "This thing is so wonderful, Nie has never seen it before, Nie is convinced!"

"Come on, let me be healthy!"

After Feng Xiu heard this, he could not wait for a long time. He leaned forward and looked curiously at the Eight Treasures Exquisite Pagoda in front of him.

Under Han Lian's urging, at this time, he had turned into a high and low person. Feng Xiu circled around him, but looking at the shape, he felt esoteric.

After looking at the three words 'Tongtian Tower' above, a little suspiciousness appeared on his expression.

"Is it really that good?"

In his opinion, the rare treasure that can be worthy of the name 'Tongtian Pagoda' is a rare treasure to kill, but he doesn't know about his cheap brother, just a quarter of an hour. It's a change of person.

"The method of use is as I just said, you can also try it yourself, Feng Xiu."

Han Lian looked at the other party's expression and opened his mouth with a light smile.

Just now, Nie Tong entered the Tongtian Tower and provided him with a lot of spiritual thoughts.

Han Lian found that although he couldn't mobilize all of them, there was no problem with drawing a little from it.

Although this kind of spiritual nourishment is not very useful to him, if more people use it, it will be a different situation.

"Just try it."

Feng Xiu hugged the wine jar, sat down with careless knees, pulled out his spiritual thoughts, and wanted to penetrate into the Tongtian Tower.

But at this moment, Nie Tong just came back to his senses.

He looked at Feng Xiu, and the scene of being beaten before was vividly remembered, and he quickly reminded: "Don't choose the evildoer!"

"Evil, what kind of evil is not evil..."

After Feng Xiu heard this, he was at a loss as he had not entered the Tongtian Tower.

After the scene in front of him changed, he couldn't help being stunned.

Judge your own strength by breaking through the level, and can you also temper your own capital-seeking skills?

Perceiving the description, he rubbed his hands almost excitedly: Mr. Han is really a genius, and he has such rare treasures in his hands.

He looked around, and suddenly saw the choice of ordinary, arrogant, and enchanting, and the whole person was slightly stunned.

"I said that guy Nie Tong just said the evildoer and the evildoer, so it's this..." He muttered to himself in his heart, then he smiled and chose evildoer and clicked on it.

"Come on, let me see, what is the meaning of this breakthrough, and what is the evildoer."

After the tea scene.

Feng Xiu's spiritual thoughts were cut off from the Tongtian Tower, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and then he reconnected into it.

After going back and forth several times, his expression was also slightly absent-minded.

"I'm so stupid, really..."

He looked around, reached out and grabbed the wine jar in Nie Tong's hand, and began to drink tons of alcohol. The whole person began to doubt life.

"I knew for a long time that Nie Tong reminded me that there must be a reason for me not to go, but I want to go and see, I blame myself for being too weak..."

Yes, Nie Tong challenged the enchanting list when he came up. His martial arts skills were better than Nie Tong's, and he was barely able to get through the forty-eighth floor, but at the forty-ninth Zeng, he couldn't get through no matter what.

Although it seemed that his record was one level higher than Nie Tong, it was normal.

Because Nie Tong is strong in his blood god son means.

But in this Tower of Babel, have you been doing the resurrection of the Son of Blood, and been beaten constantly?

I am a arrogant of the Martial Dao of the Eighth Heaven of Butterfly Transformation. I have no way to deal with Nie Tong and other blood gods. Is it possible that I can't beat a monster in the celestial realm?

He thought so at first, but after thinking about it, this question became a certainty.

Perhaps this is the gap between the evildoer and the arrogant that needs to be distinguished.

And because he was too resistant, Feng Xiu was addicted to this kind of fighting from the beginning, and then he had a toothache when he saw the Tower of Babel.

The pain that came from the depths of his heart had made him feel a little numb.

He drank the strong wine and felt nothing, but suddenly understood Nie Tong's words, and poured the wine on his head for a while.

"Good brother, I regret not listening to your words!"

Hearing this, Nie Tong felt better in his heart.

He wanted to say something, but as Tianjiao, he was really unable to speak when he was defeated in the hands of Tianxiang Realm.

For a while, he just shook his head and drank his drink silently.

Seeing this, Han Lian knew that he was deeply affected, and he knew that he was going to comfort them now and would not listen to anything. In their opinion, it could only be regarded as a sarcastic remark. Thinking to come to challenge the enchanting list, right?

At the beginning, when Han scheduled the younger generation of Luoyu Realm, what he said was only the arrogance of heaven, not the evildoer. The meaning of this was not aimless.

It is normal to be separated by a demonic character.

Just like the arrogance of you, is it not the same as being able to defeat ordinary monks? "

Hearing this, the two of them were still a little listless, but Feng Xiu still bought Han Lian a face, and replied: "Sir, I understand the truth, but we have always fought others across borders, how can it be like this today? Tired?

Mr. marked the evildoer alone....what is the evildoer?

If there is such a person in the world, wouldn’t it be…”

At this point in his words, he paused slightly, and did not say the following content.

"Isn't the world Wudi, no one can control it?"

Han Lian listened to the other party's words, and casually connected, drinking slowly.

He savored the taste of it and said with a smile: "The evildoer itself is a genius among geniuses, and it can be said that it is truly unacceptable to heaven and earth.

There are so few such characters, within 10,000 years, only the number of single-handed people have appeared.

Zhong Shenxiu about 9,000 years ago, Guan Zizai 5,000 years ago, and Xuantian Zhenren 3,000 years ago were all true evildoers. "

"It seems that Yun Liuyuan, the founding father of the Sunda Dynasty, is now the first day of arrogance and coldness, and he can barely be regarded as a monster of seven or eight points.

And like Youhuang, Lone Xing, etc., should be able to count as half.

As for the remaining seven arrogances behind you, if you put them together, they can be regarded as evil spirits. "

Han Lian's words were an understatement, but they made Nie Tong's expressions change slightly.

Originally, they were not very clear about the distinction between Tianjiao and evildoers. Perhaps when Han Lian was telling a story, he occasionally mixed with the word "monster", which was just to emphasize and not to be true.

But what Han Lian said now, although they don't know much about these personalities, but this "ten thousand years but five fingers" alone is enough to overwhelm them.

But Han Lian didn't care about them anymore, but when he saw his palm raised, the tower of Babel shrunk and resurfaced in his palm.

Han Lian looked at the Tongtian Pagoda, and after the trial just now, he felt quite satisfied, then looked at the two of them and said, "This Tongtian Pagoda not only has three options: ordinary, arrogant, and evildoer, in order to talk about martial arts, I have another choice. Open Martial Dao Tongtian Tower.

In addition, in this one, there is also a Tongtian arena, all kinds of magical uses, let's forget it today.

When I sacrifice it in the future, you will realize it again. "

After saying this, Han Lian took a jar of water wine and walked away unhurriedly.

On the other hand, Feng Xiu and Nie Tong stayed in the gatehouse. They looked at each other, leaving an expression that was indescribable. Everything was silent.

Han Lian exemplifies the evildoer, but there is one less, and that is Mr. Han himself....