"Miracle announcement!"

"The eleventh level of the Tower of Miracles was passed by Fang Fan, the Palace of the Emperor of the People! Received the first kill reward for the first normal level clearance, and the flying imperial weapon, Soul Chasing Tianyi*1!"

"Miracle announcement!"

"The eleventh level of the Tower of Miracles was perfectly passed by Fang Fan, the Palace of the Emperor! Received the first kill reward for the first perfect level clearance, and a reward of 256 Silk God's Source Power!"

The difficulty of the eleventh level is not much different from that of the ninth level, so the first kill reward for the final perfect clearance is almost 256 silks of God's source power.

...

Outside the Tower of Miracles.

Qian Hao's eyes have gradually become dull...

Breaking through miracles again and again... made him gradually numb.

At first he murmured a few words of interest, but in the end he was completely silent.

Anyway, it was always him who slapped the face in the end!

The wave after wave of rewards is so shocking!

"Chief Qian Hao, are you really willing to be captured like this? Are you really willing to hand over such benefits to others?"

In the distance, a man in a black robe walked over with a gloomy face.

"Situ Zhan Demon Son?"

"Shangguan Tianshengzi?"

"The Master of the Ancient Forest Shao Pavilion of Chasing Soul Pavilion?"

"How could you..."

Qian Hao looked surprised.

Situ Zhan is the son of the dark camp Motiange, and the Chasing Soul Pavilion is also the first and eighth-rank forces of the dark camp. Before the Xingluo Academy was defeated by Fang Fan, in fact, their Xingluo Academy and Chasing Soul Pavilion were similar in combat power. Even because of the nature of Xingluo Academy's wide acceptance of students, it is more mighty than the Soul Chasing Pavilion in terms of power.

It's just at this moment...everything has become a thing of the past!

Among the ruins of the gods, the Xingluo Academy, which could have been tied with the Soul Chasing Pavilion, has fallen...

Qian Hao was even more surprised when he thought of this in his heart.

These two are clearly the forces of the dark camp, but this Son of Heaven is the Son of the Holy Heaven Alliance of the Light camp! Between the two...isn't the gap too big?

These two side-by-side forces, under normal circumstances, have to blast each other's hammers when they meet!

Even around the Tower of Miracles, because of the existence of ghost claws, they can't attack each other, but at least... they shouldn't come together, right?

"Hehe... Why is Chief Qian Hao making such a fuss?"

"It doesn't hurt to form a strategic alliance temporarily!"

The Holy Son of the Holy Heavenly Alliance, Shangguantian, said with a nonchalant expression.

"If our Shengtian League and Motian Pavilion compete with each other, won't it be Fang Mo who will benefit in the end?"

"I absolutely hate this kind of devil, if possible, I will do my best to kill him!"

Shangguantian squinted his eyes, a fierce light flickering in his eyes...

This is his real purpose! As for the contradiction between the light camp and the dark camp... that's a chicken feather? Seriously, don't you care at all?

"This...it's not good..."

Qian Hao pretended to be reserved and glanced around. The practitioners of the light camp and the dark camp were all staring at them...

"Chief Qian Hao, if you were really concerned about your face, you should have rammed your head to death in front of the Tower of Miracles at this moment, and you can still stand side by side with us and talk?"

Gu Lin, the young pavilion master of Chasing Soul Pavilion, had a sarcastic look on his face. What he couldn't bear most was such a fake hypocrite.

Obviously, he has already made a choice in his heart, but he has to pretend to be reserved... Is it interesting?

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