Master: This traitorous disciple is not a Holy Son

"Hahaha... I'm on the Lunhai list, 9578th."

Then, a fist-sized ball of white light with mist flew out from the Taisu God Tower and hovered in front of the Lunhai middle-stage disciple.

He stretched out his hand and probed into it. The smoke dissipated, and it was a Xuanpin Qiling Fruit.

The Lunhai Realm disciples around him couldn't help but show envy on their faces when they saw this.

They cursed this guy for having shit luck.

With this Qiling Fruit, the chance of breaking through the Shenqiao Realm in the future will increase by at least 50%.

How can they not envy this group of ordinary disciples. .

In the square with a radius of thousands of miles, such scenes happen every moment.

There are people who are surprised, and naturally there are people who are disappointed.

There are people who laugh, and there are people who sob softly.

All kinds of human life are here.

Five thousand meters above the square, the clouds are dense.

An old man in black robe holding a whisk, with an immortal look, and a beautiful woman in a red feather skirt with a lotus mark on her forehead, stepped on the void and looked down.

"Haha, the grand event that happens once every thirty years is really lively."

The old man in black robe smiled while stroking his beard.

"I wonder if there will be a disciple who breaks the record this time."

The beautiful woman's voice was charming, but her expression was extremely indifferent. Charming + indifferent, two completely opposite temperaments mixed in one person, not only do not make people feel strange, but also have a strange attraction.

Both of them are elders of Taisu Peak, with the peak cultivation of Little Saint.

The powerful momentum oppressed the clouds within a radius of ten thousand meters, so that they dared not move a bit.

"Old man Huang, who do you think is better?"

Mo Feiyan's eyes moved slightly, and asked lightly.

Old man Huang twisted his beard: "I am more optimistic about Ye Fan. This boy has great potential, a solid foundation, and excellent talent, perseverance, and luck."

"Maybe he can be in the top ten of the Divine Bridge Monument."

"Top ten? How can it be that easy."

"Tai Su Tower, in the last five times it was opened, no one could enter the top ten in seven monuments..." Mo Feiyan shook her head.

At this moment, a bell rang from the Tai Su Divine Tower, shaking the heaven and earth.

"Dong~"

Mo Feiyan and Old Man Huang looked at each other.

They were all overjoyed.

"A disciple from the Wheel Sea Monument has entered the top ten."

The two of them used their divine thoughts and looked down.

In the center of the square, a female disciple in white was wrapped in a purple halo.

One by one, ancient characters, hundreds of meters in size, vigorous and powerful, appeared on the tower.

"Daoyun Peak·Inner Disciple·Su Ruxue"

"Climbed to the 78th floor of the Lunhai Monument, ranked seventh on the Lunhai Monument"

"Qualification·Middle Immortal"

"Comprehension·Above Immortal"

"Perseverance·Below Immortal"

"Mind·Heavenly"

"Fighting Power·Heavenly"

"Can be a true disciple"

The Taisu Square was in an uproar.

Countless eyes were staring at Su Ruxue, with envy, jealousy, flattery, and those who wanted to come forward to make friends.

A female elder who looked to be in her early thirties at Daoyun Peak cried with joy.

"Disciple, disciple did a good job, and your master is proud of you."

"Congratulations, Elder Yang~"

"Congratulations~"

Around, the elders of Daoyun Peak or other peaks came forward to congratulate.

"I also want to be in the top ten of the Shenqiao Realm, and I also want to make the Taisu Tower ring the bell and evening drum." A young man in a green sword robe secretly clenched his fists.

"Who are you?"

Chu Xiu glanced at him.

Uh...

The young man turned his head, with a look of surprise on his delicate face. After seeing clearly what he was wearing, he clasped his fists and said, "So you are my senior brother from Yunxia Peak. My name is Ye Fan."

Hearing this.

Chu Xiu's eyes twitched.

This guy's name is really "protagonist".

Not only that.

In his eyes, this guy named Ye Fan was wrapped in a purple aura that was almost black.

This luck...

It's against the sky, right?

Could this guy be the protagonist?

After traveling to this world for hundreds of years, this is the first time he has met a guy with such a strong luck.

"Brother Ye, my name is Chu Xiu. I'm glad to meet you~"

Chu Xiu smiled gently.

"Ah, senior brother, you are Chu Xiu." Ye Fan was slightly surprised.

"Do you know me?"

"Of course, I heard that you won a lot of Yuanshi in Tianxing Peak."

"Oh~"

Chu Xiu was extremely gentle and talked and laughed with Ye Fan.

Ye Fan thought that this senior brother Chu Xiu had a gentle personality and was suitable to be friends.

Chu Xiu thought, this brother Ye Fan has a straightforward personality, suitable for being friends, well, the kind of heart-to-heart.

After leaving the communication mark.

The two said goodbye.

Ye Fan was going to climb the tower.

Chu Xiu did the same.

After they separated, before walking a hundred meters, Ye Fan bent down to pick up the item he had just stepped on accidentally.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was a ground-grade storage ring.

Chu Xiu, who had been paying attention to him, couldn't help but feel numb when he saw this.

Turned and left.

"It's probably not easy to be heart-to-heart and absorb luck."

"Unless I crush him with an absolute advantage, otherwise, he will definitely be able to turn danger into safety."

Chu Xiu had encountered this kind of protagonist fate guy before. It was very difficult to kill, really difficult to kill, and he could even explode at a critical moment. As long as he didn't kill him once, the opponent would become stronger and stronger, and then become a big trouble.

While thinking wildly.

He had entered the Taisu God Tower.

This was a space surrounded by white mist.

He was the only one around.

An invisible wave swept across his body.

The jade token symbolizing his identity automatically flew out of the storage bag.

A magnificent and kind female voice sounded.

"Yunxia Peak · Zhen Chuan · Chu Xiu"

"The Peak of the Nine Floors of the Sea"

"The start of the first layer of assessment"

Next moment.

Three are dark seven, and the rice is two meters long, and the wolf that exudes a fierce atmosphere appears out of thin air.

Alas ~

A wolf headed, raised his head long, rushed towards Chu Xiu.

The remaining two are pinching from both sides.

"Well beasts in the sea of ​​the sea!"

Chu Xiu had no expression, and pulled out the blue blood sword with his right hand.

A seven -meter -long sword mang was cut out, and the wolf headed, from beginning to end, was divided into half.

Blood internal organs splashed.

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Three days later.

Tai Su Shen Tower, the 67th floor.

The space is dark. Essence

Chu Xiu stood in place, his eyes slightly closed.

A demon -like bloody light overflows from its eyes.

This layer of illusion tests the mind.

In the illusion.

"Stay it, here is the bliss ... I will ..."

Chu Xiu had no expression, raised a sword, and put the beautiful woman in front of him, the beautiful woman, and the enchanting women's head. www.x33xs.com

Pat in ...

The headless corpse fell to the ground.

Thousands of headless female corpses like such a seductive and posture, and there are thousands of lying around.

"Sixty -seven layers passed"

The next moment, the scene will be changed again.

"Sixty -eight layer assessment starts"

An old man holding a long -haired sword, a middle -aged middle -aged with a sledgehammer's upper body muscles, a young man holding a long gun, and a young man holding a dagger appear in front of him.

Their realm is the peak of wheels.

"Please choose ..."

Tai Suta's prompt has not been finished yet.

Chu Xiu had disappeared in place.

Take pictures of the exercises, pull out seven disabled shadows ...

Brush ~

Four swords.

Four heads fly.

Tai Suta's reminder was paused.

"Pass ~"

"Sixty -nine layers of assessment began ..."

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