Chapter 94 Soul of the Magic Tower

"Ha ha", a urn-like laughter came to Qi Wanxiang's ears, which was so familiar. As soon as Qi Wanxiang heard this laughter, he had already guessed whose laughter it was. Except for the legendary soul of the magic tower, he could no longer make such an annoying laugh.

Hearing the voice of the soul of the Zhenmo Tower, Qi Wanxiang said puzzled, "Haven't I passed the customs yet?" How can there be a soul sound?" Qi Wanxiang can be said to be very contradictory. He is afraid that he will fall into other critical situations invisibly.

Among the seven levels of the Zhenmo Tower, he lost his consciousness and survived by the subconsciousness in his heart. However, there are also someguan, just like the seventh level, which will infinitely induce you to indulge.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time." After thinking of this, Qi Wanxiang asked the soul, "Don't pretend to be a ghost, or what's the situation now? I don't want to stay here for the rest of my life."

"Ha ha", after laughing, the soul still hummed and said, "You have passed the seven-tier test of the magic tower, and passed the seven tests of greed, greed, sadness, anger, laziness and arrogance. Now your heart has become very, very firm, and at the same time, in The last level was also recognized by the blood of origin.

Hearing the soul say this, Qi Wanxiang immediately felt the power in himself. After passing the customs just now, he didn't pay attention to his physical condition. At this time, he felt carefully that the strength strengthened in the seventh level still existed.

"Why is that? How could this happen?" Qi Wanxiang was obviously confused by the current situation and didn't know what to do for a moment. It was worth asking lightly in the air. This feeling of being controlled by others has been rejected by Qi Wanxiang since he became a vampire.

"Ha ha", this invisible soul seems to have no reaction to Qi Wanxiang's attitude. He still giggled and said, "You have to have the blood of origin, which is just to expand your arrogance, but at the same time it is testing your endurance. If you can't even pass this, how can you accept such a magic weapon as the Demon Tower?

Hearing the words of the soul, Qi Wanxiang's careful thumping and thumping. He passed the test of the magic tower, but he knew the power of the magic tower. Now, hearing what he said, it seems that he is hopeful to get the Zhenmo Tower, which explains why the soul of the Zhenmo Tower appeared here.

However, Qi Wanxiang also had doubts in his heart and asked, "Didn't you say that the Zhenmo Tower has been refined by Jianzong? And the blood of origin was sealed by Shangguan Lei. How can you make the decision? And what will happen if I can't pass any level? And what will happen if you can't stand the blood of origin?"

"Ha ha", it's still the crazy smile, but this time Qi Wanxiang is eager to know the answer, so it sounds very good. Don't worry, I'll explain it to you slowly. First of all, in the seven levels, as long as you can't pass one level, you will quickly get lost in the Zhenmo Tower, and your soul will be imprisoned by the Zhenmo Tower.

"Didn't you say that Shangguan Lei entered the first floor and went out again?" Hearing the words of the soul of the Zhenmo Tower, Qi Wanxiang couldn't wait to ask. This is what Shangguan Lei said with his own ears before he came in.

"Ha ha, he passed the first level, and then with his strong strength, he did not enter the second level and went out of the first level. That was also because he was the younger brother of Shangguan Feng, the original owner of the Zhenmo Tower, and knew something about the first release of his brother's refinery. Otherwise, he would have been a dead soul long ago, hum." .

Hearing the proud words of the soul of the Zhenmo Tower, Qi Wanxiang sweated on his back. It seems that he passed the test of the Zhenmo Tower, but his life was really on the line, or his fate was ridiculously big.

"Ha, I will continue to explain your problem just now. If you can't take advantage of the test of the blood of origin, then you will turn into blood and into the blood of origin, which will only enhance the power of the blood of origin. This is also the reason why Shangguan Lei sealed the blood of origin here and didn't let others get it.

With the last blow, Qi Wanxiang calmed down a lot when he heard such a shocking explanation this time, at least he did not sweat behind his back. Qi Wanxiang silently felt the blood flowing in his body that had been enhanced by the blood of the origin.

"Ha ha, in the end, I'm telling you that in fact, Jianzong has not refined the magic tower at all. With my existence, it is impossible to forcibly refine it without my approval. Whether it is the magic tower or the blood of the origin, it is something from Shangguan Feng. Therefore, the blood of this origin has entered the magic tower, and it is not up to them."

The last words can be said to have set off a stormy wave in Qi Wanxiang's heart. Qi Wanxiang, who originally thought that the town magic tower was nothing more than this, raised his evaluation of the town magic tower to a new height invisibly.

Let alone what Qi Wanxiang thought in his heart, after a giggle, the soul of the Zhenmo Tower buzzed and said, "Now, as long as you pass the last test, you can have the Zhenmo Tower. You are also my new master."

Now Qi Wanxiang is equivalent to getting the blood of origin, so he will not take risks easily unless he has to, so he hurriedly asked, "Wait, what is the new test? And what are the consequences of joining me and not accepting this new test?

After "he" was still giggle, the soul began to answer: "This is impossible. You are the person I chose, and you have to accept it even if you don't accept it. Otherwise, you can't get out of me. The new test is to test yourself. Simply put, it's to defeat yourself."

As soon as the soul finished speaking, Qi Wanxiang asked like a cannon, "You chose me? Then why did you choose me? And haven't I passed the test of the seven levels of the Zhenmo Tower? What is it that defeats me? Look at what those seven levels are, don't you know?" Obviously, Qi Wanxiang's so-called test of the magic tower is lingering.

After laughing, he replied, "I felt the blood of the old master as soon as you came in, so you were destined to be the person I chose. It's right that the seven levels are to defeat yourself, but that's just one aspect, that is to say, it's just your inner defeat of yourself. And now, you need to defeat yourself by force."

"Defeat yourself by force? Isn't this bullshit? Can you still be like Zhou Botong in the Condor Heroes? After listening to the soul's words, Qi Wanxiang couldn't stop slandering, but he didn't say anything more, just waiting for the soul's further explanation.

After laughing, the soul further explained: "I will copy your split later. He will completely inherit your fighting consciousness, and his strength is also all your current strength. You just need to defeat him."

After listening to the explanation of the soul, Qi Wanxiang's heart was very cold: "Nima, they all said that they have the same strength and the same fighting instinct as me. How can I defeat him? He also said that as long as I defeated him, it would be a draw without playing.

Now Qi Wanxiang is the strength of the count, but because of the thirty-six acupuncture point forging, his combat strength is much stronger than that of the average count. In addition, Qi Wanxiang has mastered the talent skills of the thirteen blood clans, as well as a large number of spells left by Cain in his mental memory.

Now that he hears the saying of the soul, Qi Wanxiang is also very uncertain. He has never had time to learn all those spells carefully, but he doesn't know if his so-called split will use these. If he can use it, he will be sad.

However, it is useless to think about these. Qi Wanxiang knows that he has no choice but to face it calmly now, and there is no other way to leave here. This has been made very clear by this so-called soul.

"In that case, you can start," Qi Wanxiang said to the air after making up his mind. At this moment, he was full of confidence, or a sense of generosity. Compared with others, even Qi Wanxiang himself felt very awkward. However, there are no outsiders here, and Qi Wanxiang is not afraid of being ashamed.

This time, the soul rarely laughed again, but said very solemnly, "Well, let's start now. I hope you can win. I haven't been out for a long time. I hope you won't let me down."

As the soul's words fell, Qi Wanxiang found that the surrounding environment began to change. First of all, the white room disappeared, and it was replaced by an empty room with many spectators around. Looking down, Qi Wanxiang himself was on a large competition platform in the middle of the room.

This makes Qi Wanxiang a little puzzled. Isn't this soul too spoof? Why did such a stage come out? Qi Wanxiang thought maliciously in his heart, "Is this guy been suppressed for too long, so this is an alternative way to vent?"

Qi Wanxiang knew that the blood of origin had been put here for many years, and Zhenmo was probably put here at the end of the Taoist catastrophe. Moreover, even an old BT like Shangguan Lei can't pass the customs. Qi Wanxiang has reason to believe that over the years, it is likely that he is the only person he can communicate with.

The ring in the middle is not too small. Qi Wanxiang looked at it and found that it was almost 1,000 square meters. The whole ring is square, and the ring is surrounded by the elastic thing of the boxing ring. However, the top of the head is not infinitely high. There is a large square red unknown board suspended there about ten meters high, surrounded by force.

Anyway, this is in the Zhenmo Tower. Anything that cannot be achieved in reality is tightly in the hands of the soul of the Zhenmo Tower, so it is understandable to appear in an unimaginable ring and a board floating in the air.