Chapter 1612 Seventh Floor Entrance

Chapter 1612 Seventh Floor Entrance

After a few breaths, Zhan Tianxia finally escaped from the Scarlet Sword Dao World, and rushed towards the sky without looking back, he was completely scared out of his wits.

Although he escaped from birth, his body was also severely injured. It is estimated that it will be impossible to recover in a while.

Zhan Tianxia should be glad that the other party may need someone to report back, and he didn't want to kill him at all, otherwise, he would have to stay here.

Slowly, the Scarlet Sword Dao World disappeared, and the world returned to peace. The silence was a little scary, even deadly.

Scarlet blood rained down from the sky, dyeing the entire Lihuo Imperial City in blood, and the smell of blood permeated the air, but the cultivators in Lihuo Imperial City not only did not have fear, but had a tinge of joy.

Just now they went around the ghost gate again, and they were extremely lucky to be able to survive.

It's just that no one knows who made the move.

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In the cemetery of the gods, Xiao Fan and Zhuo Tianhong finally found the entrance from the sixth floor to the seventh floor. It was a huge wind vortex, like a savage beast with its mouth open, extremely ferocious.

Around the wind vortex, there were countless figures standing, looking at the vortex warily, their faces full of fear.

Among these people, Xiao Fan saw a few acquaintances, Ling Qingxi, Dugu Xiangting, Murong Mingyue, Huangfu Tianyou and others were all on the list, as if they had just arrived.

When Xiao Fan appeared, they all looked towards where Xiao Fan was, with different expressions.

Only here can a person's strength be fully reflected, because in the sixth layer of space, even if one possesses the blood of the Nine Nether Demons, the strength of the God of War realm will be suppressed to the cultivation base of the Saint of War realm.

Therefore, on the sixth floor, there are very few monks in the God of War Temple in the God of War Temple.

After all, in the first five floors, the Temple of War God slaughtered the ancient cultivators and casual cultivators wantonly. On the sixth floor, how could the monks of the ancient tribes let go of the monks of the Temple of War God?

Of course, there are also many monks from the older generation of the Temple of the God of War who have rushed here. They are all strong men on the holy list of the Temple of the God of War, and their strength far exceeds that of monks of the same level. They also want to come here to find opportunities.

With their strength, even if the ancient cultivators wanted to kill them, they would probably have to pay a heavy price, so everything would be fine in a short time.

What's more, the monks of the major ancient tribes all have their own ideas, and they may not be able to unite to the outside world.

"My lord, the entrance to the seventh floor is right in front of you. What are they waiting for here? Are you all stupid?" Zhuo Tianhong looked at the monks around strangely and asked.

His voice was not loud, but all the people present were experts in the Battle Saint Realm, and many of them could hear him clearly, and they couldn't help showing anger.

Xiao Fan didn't care much about Zhuo Tianhong's ridicule of these monks, and said very indifferently: "This entrance is not so easy to enter, look at the wind vortex, it is now filled with countless wind blades of the profound meaning of the wind, ordinary people can enter it easily. There is no benefit to be gained."

"That's right." Zhuo Tianhong nodded, "Then when do we have to wait to go in?"

The monks around couldn't help cast contemptuous glances, didn't you say that we are all stupid? If you have the ability, don't wait, just go in now.

Xiao Fan continued: "This process will last about three days, and after three days, the wind blade will turn into a thunderstorm, and so on."

"Thunderstorm? Then we can't get in?" Zhuo Tianhong asked in surprise.

"There is half a cup of tea between the exchange of the wind blade and the thunderstorm. If you enter the seventh floor at that time, you will be fine." Xiao Fan explained.

But then the topic changed: "However, when the wind blade and the thunderstorm are exchanged, a wind and thunder beast will appear at the entrance, which is completely condensed from the profound truth. If you want to enter the passage, you must bypass the wind and thunder beast."

"Then just avoid the wind and thunder beast." Zhuo Tianhong shrugged and said indifferently.

The crowd looked at Zhuo Tianhong as if they were fools. Feeling this gaze, Zhuo Tianhong was slightly angry and almost couldn't hold back the explosion.

"How difficult is it to avoid the Wind and Thunder Beast?" Xiao Fan shook his head, "Feng and Thunder's secrets represent speed, and the speed of the Wind and Thunder Beast is extremely powerful. The entrance is so big, and it takes half a cup of tea to transport five to ten people. .”

"I see." Zhuo Tianhong scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

He finally understood why these people were waiting here. The safe time to enter the seventh-floor space was only half a cup of tea, and within half a cup of tea, only five to ten people could enter.

In other words, only five to ten people can go in every three days. After a cursory glance, there are as many as four or five hundred monks here. If you want to go in all, it will take at least four or fifty times, that is, four or five times. month's time.

The cemetery of the gods is only open for one year, and four or five months are extremely precious to everyone, and no one wants to waste such a long time here.

Naturally, competition is indispensable. Everyone wants to be the first to enter the seventh-layer space, and there will definitely be a fight, and the fight will delay time, resulting in fewer people entering.

If you can enter the seventh floor first, compared to others, you have a great chance to get the crystal of divine power. Naturally, no one will miss such an opportunity.

After understanding the truth, Zhuo Tianhong also understood what was going on.

"Is the only entrance to the seventh floor?" Zhuo Tianhong asked again.

"Maybe." Xiao Fan said indifferently, "Let's go, let's go in."

"Go in now?" Zhuo Tianhong looked at Xiao Fan in amazement, isn't the entrance filled with wind blades now, wouldn't it be a living target for wind blades just to go in like this.

Even if Zhuotianhong's regenerative ability is very strong, he doesn't want to bear this kind of pain.

"Then you wait slowly." Xiao Fan rolled Zhuo Tianhong's eyes, he didn't want to wait here with these people, and killing each other would be inevitable.

Although Xiao Fan hated the War God Temple, he didn't have any hatred for the ancient people, so there was no need to fight with them, maybe they could be comrades-in-arms in the future.

"Give up your life to accompany the young master!" Zhuo Tianhong gritted his teeth, but whispered in his heart: "Hey, I guess a lot of blood will be shed again."

Xiao Fan naturally didn't know Zhuo Tianhong's thoughts. Although he was suppressed in the Battle Saint Realm, his Shura body was so powerful that he wouldn't have any problem blocking these wind blades.

When the crowd saw that Xiao Fan was about to enter the seventh floor, many people were extremely disdainful and contemptuous. They didn't think anyone could forcefully enter the seventh floor through the wind blade.

However, Dugu Xiangting, Murong Mingyue and others who knew Xiao Fan frowned. Xiao Fan dared to say that, he must have such strength!

"Some people are so self-righteous. The power of the profound wind blade, not to mention the God of War realm, may not be able to withstand even the God of War realm!" Suddenly, a yin and yang voice sounded.

But seeing Huangfu Tianyou looking at Xiao Fan with disdain on his face, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

"Idiot!" Xiao Fan turned his head and glanced at Huangfu Tianyou, and said two words lightly.

"You?" Huangfu Tianyou was furious, but he didn't dare to attack lightly. He still remembered being scared away by Xiao Fan last time, and he had heard a lot about Xiao Fan these days.

Xiao Fan didn't bother to talk to such a person at all, he suddenly stepped into the air and flew towards the wind vortex.

"elder brother!"

However, just when Xiao Fan was about to get close to the wind vortex, a sudden loud cry came from a distance, Xiao Fan's eardrums trembled, and he stopped suddenly.

Then he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, and a cold murderous aura was released from him.