Chapter 107

Elder Luo scratched his heart anxiously, and urged: "You don't want to sell Guanzi, who is this one?"

"The one who slashed me on the top of Qianshan Mountain is this kid." Xuan Yi said with a smile.

"It's him?"

Elder Luo was surprised, but he was even more puzzled. He frowned and asked, "Isn't this son already engaged in a battle with Feng Haoyu? What about the formation?"

"This son can pass the ten formation tower, he must have done a lot of work together in the formation. He has time not to refine alchemy, refining equipment, and improve his cultivation. What does it mean to run to the ten formation tower?"

"I don't know." Xuan Yi shook his head and smiled: "But, don't you find it interesting?"

"It's fun and useless, it's not the seedlings from our formation, alas." Elder Luo felt a little regretful.

Xuan Yi looked at the ten towers with deep meaning, and whispered softly: "I am a little curious now, how many floors can this one pass through."

...

Night fell gradually.

Many disciples of the formation left one after another, and the other four peaks' disciples were still waiting in place, wondering to see who was the one who broke the formation.

The little fat man rolled his eyes and stopped a disciple of the formation casually, and asked with a grin, "Brother, why are you not waiting?"

"Hey! Brother, you have no experience now."

This person said mysteriously: "You think, even if you stay here overnight, you may not be able to meet this person. You can come back tomorrow morning. Besides, even if this person can get through the eighth floor, he will have to spend money. At least two days and two nights."

The little fat man agreed deeply, and nodded: "Brother is really smart, and he makes sense."

It took two days and two nights for this mysterious attacker to crack the seventh floor. If he could break through the eighth floor, the time would certainly not be short.

After thinking about this, the little fat man went straight back to rest.

For the next two days, there was no movement in the ten towers, and the disciples of the peaks who were guarding here gradually lost their patience, and dispersed a small portion.

On the early morning of the sixth day, Zhong Wen came to the Shijin Tower again and came to fight for the formation.

When night fell, Zhong Wen was teleported out of the ten towers. This time he passed the sixth floor faster than before, but he still failed on the seventh floor.

Just as Zhong Wen was about to leave, the light of the formation pattern on the eighth layer was shining!

"Eighth floor! This person has passed the eighth floor!"

"A full three days and three nights!"

"Calculated this way, this person has been inside for six days! What kind of body is this person that can actually resist such consumption?"

In fact, many disciples didn't know that Su Zimo's physique was far more terrifying than they thought.

Moreover, before in Qifeng Dongfu, Su Zimo was tortured to death by Xiaohe, and even had the experience of not closing his eyes for ten days and ten nights...

It can be said that Su Zimo's achievement in formation is completely driven by a stupid bird...

Looking at the gleaming light of the eight layers of the ten formation tower, Zhong Wen's mouth was bitter, and there was no hope in his heart.

The gap is too big.

Zhong Wen glanced at the familiar name on the first line of the Shizhen stele again, always feeling a little dazzling, he couldn't help but laughed at himself and turned away.

Looking at Zhong Wen's back, Elder Luo shook his head and sighed slightly: "It's a pity, if I didn't meet this person, this Zhong Wen is indeed a good formation genius."

This time, the disciples of all peaks almost figured out the time rule of the ten towers.

According to this law, it is speculated that this mysterious troop will take longer to pass the ninth floor!

Seeing that the Wufeng Competition is coming to the end of the year, many disciples will naturally not spend all day here, not to mention, now that the night is sinking, everyone has left and returned to their respective caves to rest.

Before long, the tranquility was restored in front of the ten towers, and only Elder Luo remained at the door, stood up to stretch his fists and stretched his waist.

Xuan Yi walked from a distance and said, "Elder Luo, go and rest. This kid is now on the ninth floor. There shouldn't be any movement these days."

Elder Luo shook his head.

"Why, still can't worry about it?" Xuan Yi smiled and said, "If you don't worry, I will guard you this night."

Elder Luo suddenly showed a mysterious smile and asked: "Do you know what kind of formation is on the ninth level?"

"Kill the formation." Xuan Yi was puzzled, and I don't know why Elder Luo had this question.

Elder Luo asked again: "Do you know how long it took this Su Zimo to crack the fourth layer of killing array?"

This time, Xuan Yi heard the mystery in it, his eyes gleamed, and guessed: "A quarter of an hour?"

Elder Luo chuckled, and after selling it for a while, he slowly said, "Seventeen breaths!"

hiss!

Xuan Yi's expression changed, and he took a breath and exclaimed, "How is it possible?"

After pondering a little, Xuan Yi asked tentatively, "Is it a coincidence?"

Elder Luo looked at the ten towers and said softly: "Is it right? I'll know in a while."

suddenly!

As soon as Elder Luo's voice fell, the light of the ninth layer gleamed into the night sky!

Xuan Yi and Elder Luo looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes.

"How long did it take this time?"

"Almost forty-seven breaths."

"It seems that there is indeed a way for this son to crack the killing formation."

"The tenth layer is a combination of magic arrays, trapped arrays, and killing arrays. If there is one killing array, this combination array is much simpler for this child."

"If you can get through the tenth floor..."

...

Su Zimo, who stepped into the tenth floor, didn't know that his rush to the formation would cause such a big movement to the formation peak and even Wufeng.

As far as Su Zimo is concerned, he has gained immensely from this journey.

Earlier, I was immersed in the Zhen Pavilion, after all, it was just behind closed doors, without any practice.

In the ten formation tower, Su Zimo has seen a lot of the means and methods of the formation division, and has benefited a lot.

Standing on the tenth floor and feeling it carefully, Su Zimo smiled.

This time the combined formation is composed of a killing array and a trapped array. For him, if there is nothing, the only thing to crack is a trapped array.

"Good luck this time."

Su Zimo's eyebrows were deeply tired, but his eyes were still clear and his gaze was firm.

For six full days, Su Zimo never rested, breaking the formation all the time. Although he didn't consume a lot of spiritual energy, he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Breaking the formation will consume too much energy.

However, after thinking of breaking out of this place, there is no need to worry about that stupid bird anymore, Su Zimo suddenly became happy, cheered up, and began to break the formation.

On the eighth day, three shifts.

The moon was sparse, and there was no one in front of the ten towers except for Elder Luo.

Just as Elder Luo was also a little drowsy, without warning, the light of the formation pattern at the top of the ten formation tower was shining!

Elder Luo's spirit was shaken, and he watched the light of the pattern without saying a word for a long time.

Calculated based on the time it took Su Zimo to enter the ten-array tower, and now he has broken through the tenth floor, it is still three hours away, which is a full eight days!

For such a long time, the test is not only the ability of a cultivator to set up and break the formation, but also to temper the will, physical strength, spirit, and so on.

Elder Luo was very pleased.

He seemed to see an array of evildoers, in a corner of the Heavenly Desolate Continent, in the mountain peak he was protecting, gradually showing up!