Chapter 260: Demon Slayer Tower

He put down his resistance and decided to see where he would be teleported.
　　 So in a blink of an eye, he also disappeared in place, appearing in another space.
　　 Zhang Sect Jiang understood, this Demon Slayer Tower is probably rising one after another.
　　 As many jade charms as they collect will automatically rise to the upper level, and I should be on the upper level now.
　　 Sure enough, he didn't fly far this time, and a new trial monster appeared in front of him.
　　 And the strength of this trial monster has reached the level of the fifth-rank Xuanxian.
　　 Just as Brother Cheng continued to fight monsters, it was lively outside.
　　 Outside this trial tower, there were thousands of elders and tens of thousands of disciples standing at this time.
The head Yuanzhen Xianzun headed by 　　 is closing his eyes and resting.
　　 And the disciples are discussing the record of this trip to the Demon Slayer Tower.
　　 Demon Slashing Tower is considered an important test of their sect.
　　 There are thirteen floors in this tower. Every 100 years, the sect will hold a trial for the disciples of the whole sect.
　　The result depends on the number of layers finally reached.
　　 Jiang Cheng guessed right, every time you gather ten jade charms on the first floor, you can go up one floor.
　　 These disciples outside were all eliminated.
　　 Each assessment will last for a hundred days, and now only ten days have passed, but the ones who stay inside are already at least the inner disciple level.
　　 Everyone still attaches great importance to this assessment.
　　 Because of the change in status in the next hundred years, whether it is a true disciple, an inner disciple, or an outer disciple.
　　 The first level is very simple. The trial monsters inside are only holy steps. Basically everyone can successfully kill dozens of them, and then smoothly enter the second level.
　　 When it comes to the second level, the Trial Monster is at the level of a true immortal.
　　 "Hey, I just collected nine Demon Slashing Talisman on the seventh floor, and almost reached the eighth floor."
　　 "That's really a pity, I also thought Brother Zhang, you can become an inner disciple in one fell swoop."
　　 The monsters on the seventh floor are at the level of the 9th-rank Celestial Immortal, and the eighth level is the level of the first-rank Xuanxian where Jiang Cheng was before.
　　 This is a watershed.
　　 Once he crosses over, he can directly become an inner disciple.
　　 "Who said no?"
　　 That Senior Brother Zhang was also very depressed: "I killed a monster beast last, and I haven't had time to repair it. I don't know that there is a trial beast nearby, which is really annoying."
　　 was killed in the Demon Slashing Tower, but he would not die.
　　 But he wants to become an inner disciple and has to wait a hundred years, so he is naturally very depressed.
　　 "Who do you think can get the first place this time?"
　　 "Then I need to ask, it must be Senior Brother Leng Huahan, he is the first true disciple, or a direct disciple of the Great Elder!"
　　 "That's not necessarily true, don't forget Senior Sister Gu Qingyu! She is still the only direct disciple of the head!"
　　 "Yes, yes, Sister Gu Qingyu has only been 300,000 years since she started, and she is already a second-tier golden fairy."
　　 "Such qualifications are really rare!"
　　 "In this assessment, the first place is the competition between the two of them."
　　 "That's natural!"
　　 "I don't know which floor they can reach."
　　 "When you reach the eleventh floor, you will be a true disciple level."
　　 "Senior Brother Leng and Senior Sister Gu have many methods, and they should be able to reach the twelfth floor at least."
　　 Everyone's discussion became more enthusiastic, and many people exclaimed.
　　 "Twelve floors!"
　　 "That's not easy!"
　　 The trial monsters on the eleventh floor are already the first-rank golden immortal level. If you want the twelfth floor, you have to kill at least 30 trial monsters on the eleventh floor.
　　 Although the Jinxian monks themselves have weapons, magic weapons, and fairy talismans, the environment becomes more complicated as they go up.
　　 It is not uncommon to encounter two or three strange situations at the same time.
　　 This thing actually depends on luck, not just strength.
　　 What's more, there are factors such as injury and recovery, so the disciples who can reach the twelfth floor over the years are rare.
　　 Most of the true disciples are on the eleventh floor.
　　 This time Leng Huahan and Gu Qingyu are rare geniuses with extraordinary luck, so they have high hopes.
　　 Listening to their discussion, the head Yuanzhen Xianzun smiled.
　　 Gu Qingyu is his apprentice, he knows more.
　　 Twelfth floor?
　　 The fighting power of this woman can't just look at the surface realm, even the fourth-grade golden fairy has the power of a battle.
　　 The twelfth trial monster is the fourth-grade golden immortal level.
　　 If she is not bad luck and performs exceptionally well, she may even perform miracles and reach the thirteenth floor!
　　 As the head, he also has a little bit of thought.
　　 My disciple shocked the whole faction, and the master also has light on his face?
　　 Inside the Demon Slashing Tower, from time to time, disciples were teleported out after they died in battle.
　　 Some people are happy and some are worried.
　　 The crowd burst into cheers from time to time. It was someone who had sharpened his sword for a hundred years and finally hit the eighth floor and became an inner disciple.
　　 From time to time, sighs erupted. Someone had stepped back, and instead fell from the inner disciple to the outer door.
　　 Yuan Zhenxianzun looks as usual.
　　 The founder of the school once said that the qualifications and hard work of an immortal are very important.
　　 But the most important thing is luck.
　　Qiyun is illusory, but it is real.
　　 When rushing outside, there is no such a coincidence that there is only one enemy of the same rank against you each time.
　　 So this seemingly unfair trial is actually the most real.
　　 He glanced at the rankings above. Currently, both Gu Qingyu and Leng Huahan are still on the eighth floor.
　　 With their strength, they could have entered the ninth floor very quickly.
　　 It's just that both of them are not stupid, knowing that the hard fight is behind.
　　 It is necessary to save strength, adjust and restore in time, instead of exhausting all efforts to rush through the barrier from the beginning.
　　 He nodded slightly, after this test for dozens of days, he planned to keep his eyes closed and rested.
　　 At this moment, there was a cry of exclamation like the boiling waves from the crowd, interrupting his refinement.
　　 "Sister Gu!"
　　 "What, Senior Sister Gu is out now?"
"How can it be?"
　　 "This is only the eighth floor!"
　　 "The eighth layer of trial monsters~EbookFREE.me~ Senior Sister Gu can take seconds?"
　　 "And where is Senior Sister Gu's mount?"
　　 Among the endless discussions, the elder roared furiously.
　　 "Close your eyes and close your eyes!"
　　 Gu Qingyu's current state is not very good.
　　 Desperate, wearing only underwear, as if being strengthened.
　　 This is incredible, right?
　　 "Who did it?"
　　 Yuan Zhenxianzun quickly flew over and put a robe on his apprentice, his old face was full of rage.
　　 The coercion of the Immortal Venerable spread out, murderous.
　　 Everyone in the audience was silent, many disciples trembled, and the fairy soul was unstable.
　　 Inside the Demon Slashing Tower, there are all trial monsters without saneness. It is impossible to do the ‘fine work’ of undressing, right?
　　 Is it another disciple?
　　 "Could it be-it's the coldness!"
　　 Yuan Zhenxianzun's complexion was pale, and the eighth floor was eliminated or second.
　　 The most important thing is the state in front of Gu Qingyu's eyes, which shows something more serious.
　　 When he said the suspect Leng Huahan, he himself couldn't believe it.
　　 However, in addition to the trial monsters in the Demon Slashing Tower, there are only disciples from the discipline.
　　 Among those true disciples, the only one who could pose a threat to Gu Qingyu was the coldness.