super unscrupulous student

Fang Cheng looked at the stunned crowd, showed a disdainful smile, and said, "Next one, a friendly reminder, please be careful in the process of identifying the master, otherwise the building will not be responsible for any danger."

An Ye snorted coldly, and stepped onto the high platform step by step. He stood in front of the Nether Tower, but he didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he observed carefully, trying to find any flaws.

However, this small tower has been suspended there, motionless, except for emitting a strong magic energy, it has no other movements, it seems to be laughing at everyone silently.

"Hmph, I, An Ye, am the noble descendant of the An family. My blood is noble, and I am not comparable to ordinary monks. If you follow me, you will roam the devil world in the future and be honored by the three worlds. It is definitely not a joke. Why be stubborn? A good magic treasure, It also needs a good master to finally reflect its own value."

Zhuo Yifan was secretly worried that this guy was much higher than ordinary demons in terms of cultivation potential and birth. Will this tower spirit be conquered by him?

The Nether Tower remained motionless and did not respond.

"I know that you are in the depths of the Nether Tower. There is no need to hide. I have no malicious intentions, nor do I want to enslave you. If you want, we can even sign an equal soul contract. We will be friends and grow up together. Wouldn't it be beautiful to seek the way of eternal life."

An Ye actually wanted to play the emotional card.

When he said this, there was a voice of opposition from below.

"Nest, that's fine, it's shameless without limits."

"When the spirit of the tower is a three-year-old child, I want to fool you like this. Who doesn't know your wolfish ambitions."

"Against the use of conspiracies and tricks, what we want is fair conquest, not fooling around."

Many masters who spent 100 million to buy qualifications shouted and protested.

"Everyone, as long as you can get the recognition of the tower spirit, you can use any method." Fang Cheng said loudly.

At the same time, I sneered in my heart, young master, I am such an excellent person, even secretly communicated with the spirit of the tower, willing to be his servant, this bastard is indifferent, if An Ye's trick can be successful, it will be called a ghost.

Indeed, in order to obtain the secrets of the Nether Tower, the Fang family did not waste their energy. They exhausted all means, coercion and temptation. In the end, except for the eldest lady who successfully broke through some restrictions and communicated with the spirit of the tower, the rest even There was no response from the tower spirit.

An Ye is very confident. He believes that he is the best in every aspect, and he offers the best conditions. If the Nether Tower really has a weapon, he will definitely not be able to refuse.

However, he was disappointed.

The Nether Tower was still floating there, exuding a cold light, as if mocking him.

An unknown fire ignited in An Ye's heart, Nima, today was already unlucky enough, being rejected by Ouyang Qingzhi, insulted and attacked by that villain Ivan, now he dare not even take a magic treasure in his eyes, could it be Is it really useless to be a direct descendant of the dark family?

After waiting for a while, the Nether Tower still did not respond.

The contestants below were relieved, and burst into laughter.

"General Dark Night, how long do you plan to cultivate your relationship? If you don't have self-confidence, why don't you step back and let us go first?"

"General Anye, our demons always speak with strength, how could you instigate the Nether Tower, let's see the real chapter under your hands! Show him some strength, and he will naturally surrender."

"Don't waste time, everyone's time is precious."

Hearing these people's calls, An Ye replied angrily: "What's the hurry, anyway, your magic stone is definitely at a loss."

Blood refining has proven to be unfeasible, and An Ye has already refined his natal magic weapon, so only God can refine it.

Shenlian needs spiritual power to go deep into the magic treasure to communicate with the spirit of the tower, or persuade it, or use coercion to force it to submit. No matter which method is used, it is actually a means of strength.

Need to have an overwhelming advantage.

But it's a pity that this method doesn't work against the Nether Tower. If force can make it succumb, the eldest lady of the Fang family has already succeeded, so how can it be the turn of these people?

An Ye said a lot of good things, but he couldn't impress the Nether Tower. He knew that there was no other way but to fight hard, but he was not a fool. He also saw some clues from Niu Ben's experience. If you refuse to accept it, it is probably just asking for trouble.

But I handed over 100 million second-grade magic stones, if I don't give it a try, I will never be peaceful in this life.

An Ye sighed inwardly, but took a step forward and started the divine training.

In Zhuo Yifan's heart, he hoped that the spirit of the tower would give this guy a hard time, and it would be better to damage his soul, so that he would have a chance to fight in three days.

After a while, An Ye opened his eyes, showing a disappointed look, but turned around and left without saying a word.

Fang Cheng smiled disdainfully and said loudly, "Next."

This time it was a captain who was in the Tribulation Stage, and he laughed loudly: "I have failed in the blood refinement and god refinement, it seems that I must have the soul refinement, it happens that I don't have the magic weapon of my life, my little boy, you just follow the old man. You and I depend on each other in misfortune and fortune, and we will definitely create a legend."

This guy was impatient and overconfident. As soon as he went up, he started soul refining, separated a trace of his own soul, injected it into the Nether Tower, and wanted to take the Nether Tower as his natal magic weapon.

But unfortunately, the wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

A trace of his soul fell into the sea like a mud cow, and he lost contact with himself in an instant.

The man was stunned for a moment, and unbelievingly split his soul again, but this time, he let out a scream, staggered back, covered his head, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Two copies of the soul were devoured and destroyed in a row, which caused him to suffer a serious backlash. It was a big loss for his wife and his army.

In this way, no matter how stupid people are, they will know that something is wrong, and for a while, the demons who were eager to try are all face-to-face, wondering and uncertain.

"Next person!"

Fang Cheng shouted expressionlessly, feeling like a general commanding an army.

This time, it was the dark sword demon Dugu Qiujian, one of the masters of the Mahayana period in the demon army!

The dark sword demon Dugu Qiujian is the super master with the highest attack power in the Eastern Legion except He Bizheng. I heard that he once practiced sword alone in the abyss for 100 years. The perseverance and determination of the sword and the sword are unprecedented.

His person is also like Demon Sword, shrouded in a cloud of black mist all year round, making it difficult to distinguish reality from reality. The suppressed sword energy seems to erupt at any time, opening up the world.

As soon as the dark sword demon stood up, the sword intent in Zhuo Yifan's body fluctuated for a while, and he seemed to be unable to hold back Yu Liangcai.

Zhuo Yifan was startled, and quickly circulated his true energy to suppress it.

Just kidding, this Dugu Qiujian is not comparable to Mr. Yinjian and An Yeliu. If he doesn't use his sword, it will definitely shake the world.