Dark Beast Summoner Chapter 242: A monster?


lnmao.org, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the beast black mad concubine: the emperor's uncle!

Chapter 242 Is it a monster?

"Look, the ninth floor is lit! Someone is on the ninth floor!"

More and more people were eliminated outside the tower, but everyone did not leave, but kept paying attention to the situation inside the tower.

Whenever someone enters the next floor first, that floor will light up.

"It's been only half a day, and someone actually made it to the ninth floor! Who is so awesome!

"I only made it to the fourth floor when I was eliminated. It is already fast. The ninth floor is too awesome!"

"Oh, the harder you get to the back, it's hard to laugh until the end!" someone said sourly.

"Hold the grass and look! The tenth floor is lit up!"

"Hold the grass!"

At this moment, the tenth floor of the tower suddenly lit up, and the speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping, and I couldn't believe it!

"My mother! This... how long is this? The time for half a stick of incense is not up!"

"Where there is a half-pillar incense, it is clear that there is only time for a cup of tea!"

"Why does this man get stronger as he gets behind? Too tough!"

"Are you more courageous in the Vietnam war? I'm afraid this is a killer!"

"What's the matter, why is this person getting faster and faster!"

Everyone's eyes are focused on the tenth floor, and they can't wait to see the movement inside the tower clearly.

Some people continue to be sour: "Who knows how many people are? Maybe the same people from the sect entered the tenth floor together. What's so great!"

"Haha." Someone immediately sneered at this person.

"I laughed to death. Starting from the third floor, the illusion has become a single player, and I also cooperated with the people of the sect. It is funny!"

"You are eliminated from the first and second floors at first glance. Is it so difficult to admit that others are good?"

"Do you think everyone is as weak as you?"

The man was flushed with his face, and he squeezed out the crowd and changed places without saying a word.

Soon, the eleventh and twelfth floors also lit up within an hour.

However, at dusk and sunset, the thirteenth floor of the tower remained dim.

There is only a piece of white snow in front of the ice and snow.

The biting cold invaded his body, Mu Wushuang holding the long sword, stood in this illusion for three days and three nights without moving.

On the first twelve floors, she has a killing kendo, and she is invincible.

But on the thirteenth floor, you can't just rely on killing to pass the customs.

"You are too murderous and bloody, when will you wake up, when will you clear the level." An old tree said to her.

So, she stood facing the tree for three days and three nights.

Suddenly, her phoenix eyes opened, showing a sneer:

"I am murderous and bloody, so I should wake up? Old tree, you are wrong, my killing kendo lies in my heart, my heart is good, kendo is good, my heart is evil, and kendo is also evil. I control, and I am not at its mercy. Killing a thousand wicked people and killing a thousand good people cannot be confused, so you should wake up!"

"Sweet!"

Suddenly, the old tree moved, and an icy leaf flew towards her, and she easily caught it.

This is a leaf of ice that will not melt. There are not a few leaves on the old tree. She does not understand why the old tree would give her this leaf.

"Congratulations, you passed the thirteenth level." The old tree's old voice sounded.

At the same time, the fourteenth tower is lit up.

"Thanks a lot." Mu Wushuang bowed to the old tree and walked towards the fourteenth floor.

At this moment, Elder Changdong, who had been closing his eyes outside the tower to calm his mind, suddenly opened his eyes, and the old but spirited gaze looked straight to the thirteenth floor.

He suddenly smiled: "This old guy, who has plucked the feathers, likes to confiscate the baby of the trespasser. This time it's good, he even sent the natal **** leaf out. It's rare."

"Wow! It's passed!"

"Look! The fourteenth floor is lit up!"

"This time it took three hours! Oh my god, it took only eight hours for that man to break through fourteen levels!"

"Only five levels left! Only five levels left!"

Everyone was talking excitedly.

At this time, thousands of people were eliminated outside the tower, and the number on the bronze nameplate of the tower gate was reduced to 361.

The more difficult it is to get to the next level. Now, on average, twenty people have been eliminated in an average of incense sticks.

"Who is that person, and which sect's disciple is, is simply too powerful!"

"Mother, there are sixteen hours left. This person will definitely pass the eighteenth floor!"

"I heard that even a disciple of the Guangming God Sect took eleven hours in the shortest time. Do you think it is possible for this person to break the record of a disciple of the Guangming God Sect?"

"How is this possible? The five most difficult levels in three hours? Dream!"

"I think even sixteen hours is enough, but the last five levels are **** difficult!"

Everyone is talking louder and louder.

"Let me go, take a look, we eliminated more than forty people! My mother!"

Everyone squeezed toward the disciple who had just been eliminated and asked about the situation.

I found out after asking, and they were all eliminated on the ninth floor! Most of them are cultivation bases of the Spirit King Realm!

"The ninth floor is terrible, it is impossible for anyone to pass!" a disciple said with lingering fear.

There is another person who is very angry: "I think this kind of level is obviously difficult. The old man of the Guangming God teachs that he doesn't want us to pass the level at all. It is only the ninth level. It is so difficult. Who can make it?"

"Yes, that is not a level that people can pass at all. If someone can pass the ninth level tonight, I will take off my head and kick it for you!"

The surroundings are suddenly silent.

This man thought what he said made everyone think deeply.

"Man, are you serious?" a crowd of onlookers asked.

"Of course!"

"Hahahaha!"

The crowd suddenly burst into laughter. Someone pointed to the light on the tower to show him: "There are people who have passed thirteen levels, and have passed the fourteenth levels, brother, quickly take off their heads and give us the ball. Go ahead! Hahaha!"

"I'm laughing so hard hahaha!"

"Hurry up and take your head off!"

The man looked up, his face flushed red, and a disciple of the same sect as him was next to him, who quickly took him away.

"Hey..."

Someone wanted to stop him, but at this moment, thousands of people made inhalations at the same time.

"His!"

The 15th floor of the Buddha Tower is lit up!

Is this still a human? This is a monster! ! !

Off the court.

Xiao Xuanxi has fallen asleep in Wujizi's arms. Even though the sound is loud, he still sleeps soundly, his face flushed.

Since Wujizi knew that Xiao Xuanxi had a habit of cleanliness, he was no longer sloppy. He looked at the fifteenth floor of the Buddha Tower with bright eyes at this time, smiling from ear to ear.

He didn't even notice that a handsome man came up step by step and sat beside him.

"Your newly recruited apprentice is very powerful. He passed the fourteenth floor of the Buddha Tower so quickly."

He didn't notice a strange man sitting beside him until a voice came in his ear.

As soon as he saw his looks and eyes clearly, Wuji frowned: "His Royal Highness of the Tianhu clan, is actually also interested in the Jiuliu Zongmen competition?"

"His Royal Highness is not interested in the game of Jiuliu Zongmen, but Wushuang is an old friend of His Highness. Your Highness should care about her."

Are the prince of the Tianhu clan and his disciple old friends?

Wuji Zi was surprised inside.

Before he spoke, he heard the prince of the Tianhu clan continue to say: "I heard that your Qingyun Sword Sect will recruit disciples soon, the head of Wujizi, what do you think of your Highness?"


Leave a Reply