Chapter 342 Strong Beast

The Tongtian Tower has a total of 18 floors. It is said that as long as you can completely pass through the 18 floors, you can open the door of Tongtian, see the real gods, see the real gods, and naturally have the opportunity to become gods.

Qin Ye laughed secretly when he heard this. There was no real god in the world. Those extraterritorial strongmen have been fighting for this goal all their lives. For this reason, they did not hesitate to turn a good and perfect world into the current miserable appearance. How can they make others become gods?

To make such a sky tower is nothing more than to select talented warriors and act as their henchman.

When Nanfeng Zeyu talked about his impact on the Tongtian Tower, his tone seemed very frustrated. Among the sixteen young gentlemen, there are only two people who have not yet passed the eighth floor, and he is one of them.

If it continues to be consumed like this and let others rush here, his position among the sixteen young gentlemen will not be guaranteed.

Qin Ye didn't know until now that whether it is "one emperor, four emperors and eight saints, two mothers, eight kings and sixteen gentlemen", or "eight handsome and eight beauties, sixteen young gentlemen", the ranking of these strong people is determined by the number of floors that hit the Tongtian Tower.

Tongtian Tower can very accurately reflect the combat effectiveness of martial arts practitioners. From this point of view, this is why there are relatively few incidents of killing each other by martial arts in Qianfeng mainland, because if you want to compete for the ranking, just go directly to Tongtian Tower.

Therefore, the number of warriors who fell in the Tongtian Tower is far more than the number of warriors who killed each other on the mainland.

"If you hit the eighth floor now, you will definitely be able to pass." Qin Ye comforted Nan Feng Zeyu casually. He was more thinking about the intention of those extraterritorial powers to get the Tongtian Tower for training dog legs. This reason was obviously too thin and a little unsteady.

According to Jiang Li's description, the extraterritorial world is bigger than the virtual continent. Those extraterritorial strongest people are not monsters that have lived for tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years. Even if they live so long, even if they are restrained, there is an extremely huge family behind them. In fact, such a character is not bad at all. Human hands.

Since it is not to cultivate dog legs, the real use of the Tongtian Tower is very worth considering.

"Do those extraterritorial strong think that the local strong are easier to find and approach the heart of the world?"

A conjecture suddenly appeared in Qin Ye's mind. Although it was bolder, it gave him a sudden and cheerful feeling. Thinking of Panyin, Qin Ye thought that this conjecture seemed to be more convincing than the theory of the strongest outside the country to cultivate dog legs.

"In the final analysis, we still have to take advantage of the martial artists in the mainland. But if I want to enter the Tongtian Tower in the future, I will not become a warrior raised by the strongest outside the region?

Qin Ye shook his head and smiled bitterly. It is obviously too early to pay attention to these things. Sooner or later, he will face the strongest people outside the region. In fact, it has no effect on entering the Tongtian Tower.

Nanfeng Zeyu was obviously thinking about the eighth floor of the Sky Tower. His eyebrows frowned and sometimes relaxed. After a long time, he said, "Qin Ye, I have to say thank you again this time. You're right. If I hit the eighth floor of the Sky Tower now, I will definitely be able to pass, and it will not waste a lot of strength. The magic power of this soul is really endless.

"Of course, it is infinite. Cultivation and power seem to be two different paths, but the ultimate of power is actually the same. If the power of the soul is strong to a certain extent, the lethality of the martial artist is not weaker or even stronger than that of the warrior. Qin Ye said with a smile.

Nanfeng Zeyu was extremely fascinated and asked, "How should this god be repaired?" Martial arts practice achieves the purpose of promotion by absorbing and refining the original power, so what kind of power do you want to absorb?

"Creation is from the outside to the inside, strengthening yourself by absorbing external forces. Cultivation of gods is a process from the inside and the outside. The power of the soul itself is the internal power of the human body, and it is an elusive force, as if it were spiritual power. To make the power of the soul continue to be strong, through meditation and other means, there are also some heaven and earth spirits that increase the strength of the soul, but more depends on your own meditation. Qin Ye did not shy away from it. When the method of meditation was about to spread to the soul of Nanfeng Zeyu, he had passed on to Nalan Yanran, Su Yi, Nanfenglu, Qin Ying and others. As for how far they can practice, it depends on their own creation.

Nanfeng Zeyu naturally thanked him again. At this time, he looked a little embarrassed. Qin Ye clearly knew that he hated him, but he still selflessly handed over such a precious thing to him.

"Qin Ye, although I still hate you, my life will be driven by you in the future, even if I die."

Qin Ye smiled and said, "Don't be so serious. These things are precious to you, but they are nothing to me. What's more, you have missed the best age to condense the power of the soul, so even if you are now condensed into the power of the soul and have the method of meditation, you can't go too far on the road of practicing God.

This is the truth. Among the people who helped Qin Ye to condense the power of the soul, except for Qin Ying, perhaps one day be able to cultivate the power of the soul to a sufficiently strong level, and other people can cultivate the power of the soul to a high-level divine realm, which is considered a great luck.

Nanfeng Zeyu didn't look at it this way and said sincerely, "This thing is not precious or important to you. How far we can go is also a matter of our personal creation. In Qianfeng Continent, all practitioners regard the secrets of their unique skills more seriously than their lives. Few of them are easily transferred to others as you, so you deserve the friendship of us recipients.

Hearing this sounded comfortably, Qin Ye smiled and said, "Friendship is friendship. There is no need to fill it with your life. Don't talk about these empty things. I haven't come back after watching the bustle for so long. I guess we have hunted a huge number of wolves and beasts. Let's also go out to have a look.

"If it is really a huge wolf beast with metallic power, how can it be so easy to catch?" Nanfeng Zeyu said, still standing up and walking out of the door with Qin Ye.

Judging from the situation outside, I'm afraid that the Golden Knife Hunting Team has also failed, and it should be very miserable.

A total of more than 40 warriors, whose strength ranges from the realm of Danqi to the top realm. Among them, Jin Sheng, the leader, is still a high-level warrior in the top realm. However, from Jin Sheng, all the warriors of the golden knife hunting team have been injured. More than a dozen warriors have even lost their breath, and their bodies are incomplete and died tragically.

Almost all the warriors wandering around Haiyuan Town and ordinary businessmen came here at this time. The black heads surrounded the huge open space in front of the pub, and the scene was surprisingly quiet.

No one blamed the failure of the Golden Knife Hunting Team. At this moment, everyone was silently paying tribute to these failed heroes. Several doctors in the town shuttled through the crowd of the Golden Knife Hunting Team to heal their wounds, but it seemed a little difficult. Except for a few slightly injured warriors, all the other warriors The injury is extremely serious. Whether you can save your life or not is two things.

The wounds on many of the martial artists are dense, and the whole body seems to have been cut by the blade from head to toe. The wounds are densely arranged together, bloody, white bones, and not scary.

The pungent smell of blood spread over the open space, making the atmosphere more depressing and heavy.

People seem to be desperate at this moment. Almost all the people wandering here rely on hunting spirit beasts for a living. The huge wolf beasts dominate at the only entrance of Haiyuan and do not dominate the land, which is equivalent to blocking these hard-working demon hunters.

Demon hunters can't catch spirit beasts. What do they rely on for a living? How do the big family behind them live?

"Fang Jin, this injury is too troublesome and weird, and it can't stop the blood at all. How on earth did it hurt? It's all knife wounds." An old doctor is already the most skilled doctor in Haiyuan Town, but after walking around the crowd, he found a strange phenomenon. The best hemostatic elixir failed today.

No matter what kind of elixir is used, the wounds of those injured can't stop bleeding, but seem to make the wound worse.

Such a strange thing was unheard of, and several doctors were helpless and gathered in front of Jin Sheng, the leader of the demon hunting team.

Jin Sheng is very strong, more than two meters tall, with big eyes, a big nose, big ears and big mouth. At first glance, he is a rough and cool warrior. In contrast, the injury he suffered is obviously relatively light, only a wound on his chest looks slightly ferocious. There are no fatal injuries in other places, mostly skin and skin wounds.

In this way, Jin Sheng's condition is not good. His big face looks pale and depressed. Although the wound on his body is small, he has been bleeding constantly. The sequelae of excessive bleeding broke out, as if to drain his whole body.

Especially when he heard several doctors say that there was no hope for this kind of injury, his expression became more ugly. The Golden Knife Hunting Team was established by him. These members are all his life-and-death brothers. They are all fateful friends. If they all fall down, it is really difficult for him to accept this fact.

The demon hunter actually lives a day of survival with a knife, so losing his life is really not a big deal, but like now, the members of the whole demon hunter team are facing the threat of life, which is a fatal blow to the demon hunter team.

The demon hunters are not afraid of death, and they have long been ready to die, but behind each demon hunter, there is still a large group of families to support. On weekdays, one or two demon hunters die, and the demon hunters will never abandon the families of these dead. But if the whole demon hunters are gone, who will provide To support their family?

Jin Sheng's face seemed to flow into the last drop of blood, and his whole body seemed to be a little shaky. He said laxically, "Who else can it be? It's the hateful huge wolf beast. Who would have thought that its strength was so strong that the knife style spewed out was better than ordinary. Weapons are still fierce, and it is estimated that ordinary sacred weapons are not necessarily opponents. It's lucky for us mortals to be able to walk back under its hands, alas.

Several doctors were shocked to hear that, and the huge wolf beast was really so strong? They thought that the Golden Knife Hunting Team would make no mistake, but they didn't expect to return home.

"Song Chief Jin, is that beast really so strong? You are not even an opponent?" The crowd finally broke the silence, and someone asked cautiously.

Jin Sheng laughed miserably, raised his arm and turned around so that everyone could see the wound on his body as much as possible. Then he said, "If Jin can destroy the beast, how can he be hurt by it like this?"

The crowd was silent again. After a long time, someone sighed, "It's really a trick. Our life has been hard, but we didn't expect to encounter this kind of disaster. Even the head of the regiment is not the opponent of the beast. It seems that he can only spend a lot of money and invite the strong man from the cave to come over to destroy the beast.

The crowd echoed one after another. It was impossible for the beast to get out of the way. It seemed that he had to lose money again and invite the warriors in a stronger level to come over.

"Gentlemen!" Jin Shengtuan shouted and said a word, but it completely lost everyone's hope.