Third day.

The eighth floor of the moon tower is bright.

The eyes are wide, but silent.

Just as the sound of wonder was about to sound, the ninth floor was also bright.

For a time, countless people felt that their heads were embarrassed, like lightning strikes, and could not move, and it seemed that even the heartbeat was stopped at this moment.

The 9th floor.

Oh my god, that’s the 9th floor, and someone can get up there.

Who is it?

The frosty butterfly is dull, this is not a little meaning, but a miracle, no, it should be said, this is a miracle.

How hard is it to get to the 9th floor?

How hard is it to go to heaven?

Even if it is a monk, he does not want to go up.

But today, a miracle happened, and someone in front of them, gave the sky up.

“Is he serious?”

The cream butterfly was somewhat incredible, but after all, she was the lord of the palace, and unlike the others, the shock in her eyes soon turned into firmness.

Those who can climb the ninth floor of the moon god tower are destined to be the noble people of the moon god palace.

“God sent you here to help me solve this crisis, right?”

The cream butterfly looked at the blue sky, the slender swan neck was white with snow, and the delicate collarbone was like the fairy carved by the gods.

Zhao Dynasty fire, has burned several old patriarchs, Zhou Yan appeared, must have come to help the moon shrine fire.

And at this time.

Zhou Yan was full of blood, his face was ugly, even if it was a mutated form, even if the Shenlong alchemy broke through continuously, he was also tortured into an adult form.

The 9th floor is weird.

When he first stepped on this level, he did not feel any pressure, which was different from the memory.

A few steps away, the force of terror came suddenly, and when it appeared, it was thunder, and the blow was almost devastating.

The twenty was irritated in an instant.

The former moon tower is definitely not like that.

Sackling!

Blood is insulate.

Bones are broken.

The flesh is blurred.

"No, this body is too fragile."

Zhou Yan roared, and when the pressure first appeared, his legs were too small to prevent being broken, and the bones of the whole body were trembling and breaking.

The pain.

The pain.

Unbearable pain.

This pain was only experienced when the heart was first practiced.

However, at that time, he had linguaries, and even if it hurts again, there were also linguists on the side to soothe, but now, who can see his pain?

After the pain, it is sad.

No, no longer able to hold on.

The roar –

The beast appeared on the ninth floor, with the breath of death, frightening and heart-wrenching.

Zhou Yan's current state, can not fight with the beast, he can only choose to withdraw, with blood-soaked wings, slapping the ground, dragging his body to the ladder.

But the ladder disappeared.

Hopes of returning to the eighth floor were dashed.

Want to die?

How can it be?

The 9th floor of the moon tower should not be like this!

I have not yet got the Zhenling Stone, I have not had time to find the Qingling, and the home is still waiting for me to save it, how can I die like this?

He took out the blood jade given by the old beggar.

Want to pinch?

Pinch the blood jade, you can return to the original world, but the town spirit stone is impossible to get again.

Without breaking it, you may soon die.

There was an unprecedented suffering in Zhou Yan's heart, and the challing of the corners of his mouth could not be resolved.

He is a person who has experienced the great wind and waves, and has already despised his life and death, but those who are at home should not die!

If you return to nothing like this, it is only a chronic death, and when the true soul seal is broken, what do you take to fight them?

“It’s useless!”

He grinned, and after all, he did not pinch the blood.

The ground was trembling violently, and he knew that it was a signal of the beast.

The hymn of heaven is read, and the body of Zhou Yan is shrouded in the divine light, but can this meager and lucky addition work?

Bam!

Before the beast rushed to the near, Zhou Yan's body had completely melted, leaving only a pile of white bone powder.

The former generation of immortals fell here, he escaped the thunder, but he could not escape the power of the tower.

The four gods mourned for him.

...

Ten kilometers away from the Moon Shrine, the sound of the hoofs, a team of black pressure approached the gate quickly, enough for 3,000 people.

The cream butterfly received the news that there was an unprecedented heavy color on the cold face.

“Notify it, be the enemy.”

After she had commanded an elder, she fluttered and entered the tower of God.

According to the usual practice, the trip to the tower was originally three hours to end, but now, in crisis, Yan Frost and Butterfly had to inform them to leave the tower in advance.

The elders and teachers were stunned and surprised, and it must have been a big deal, otherwise the palace could not have let them out of the tower in advance.

Yan Frost Butterfly came to the sixth floor, and saw the body of the Bloody Dragon, and her whole body was sluggish, a heart, as if to break her breast.

That guy is so crazy, he’s crazy!

With her hand, she held the violent ups and downs of the chest, the cream butterfly pressed under the shock of her heart, leaving the moon god tower, as for the above Zhou Yan, she had no way to notify.

Only the pervert can ascend to the ninth floor, and the cream butterfly does not think of itself as a pervert.

But the goblin master probably did not know, the perversion of her mouth, at this moment has turned into a pile of white powder.

Liu Tai came out of the moon god tower, his eyes scanned around, and he did not see the figure of Zhou Yan, and suddenly his heart was laughing.

"If you die in the mouth of the beast, if you are lucky, if you fall into my hand, you will surely let you die."

“It’s just a pity, my fourth-order spirit!”

After getting the best porch, Liu Tai's mood was not so angry.

Elder Wu said with a black face: "Someone has ascended to the ninth floor."

“What?”

Liu Taiyi thought that he had heard wrong, but subconsciously he looked toward the ninth floor of the moon god tower.

A white light.

At that moment, Liu Tai's heart trembled and lost his mind: "Impossible, it can't be him."

...

The sound of the hoofs forced, the whole apostolic door was roaring, trembling, as if to collapse.

This is a great disaster in the moon.

Everyone was waiting for the face, the face was solemn, and the battle of the gate was even more propped up in the first time.

The equestrian said, "The lord of the palace is a black rider, and there are as many as three thousand."

The Black Riders are an army of the imperial city, owned by the three princes Zhao Xuan, and every general in it is a full terror.

This time, the black riders poured out their nests in order to deter the moon shrine.

“Lord, don’t be fine!”

The black rider stopped at the bottom of the mountain, and Zhao Shupi walked out without laughing, followed by Zhao Cang, and a strange man.

The frosty butterfly's eyes were cold and thorny: "The master of the city is very capable, and even the black riding army of the three princes has borrowed it, what will it be?"

Zhao Hugh said, "The Black Rangers are just passing by, the palace lord does not have to mind, Zhao came today, mainly to solve some private affairs."

The frosty butterfly’s eyes frothy.

Zhao Hu continued, “This man, presumably the Lord should have known?”

He killed a young man, Zhao Jie.

"Zhao Jie is a disciple of your moon shrine, and he is also a person in my city's main house."

"After your mid-year ratio last time, he became dementia, and I hope that the palace can give me a reasonable explanation, and I must not cause unnecessary misunderstanding between you and me."