saint of humanity

The Panshan Sword has been nurtured to its limit. Lu Ye no longer delays and begins to look for the entrance to the 50th floor.

He was not going to go to a higher level to practice. Right now, his own accumulation had almost reached the limit and he could be promoted to the body of Dao at any time. At this time, practicing was not of much significance to him.

However, the higher you go, the more He Dao there are, and the stronger they are, so naturally you will get more Xingyuan coins after killing them.

But this is not an easy task. The space inside the Tower of Time is very vast, and it is also a huge maze. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to succeed even if you spend a year or two.

Fortunately, I can ask someone about it.

All the He Dao in the forty-nine floors retreated from the fiftieth floor. They certainly knew how to return to the fiftieth floor.

A few days later, while Lu Ye was searching, his eyes lit up and he turned around and flew in one direction.

There was the aftermath of a fight coming from over there, and it was obvious that two people of the same sect were fighting.

He arrived in a moment, looked up, and saw two figures fighting for life and death over there. Both of them should be soldiers, each holding a sword, their strength was comparable, and the fight was so fierce that it shook the sky and the earth.

However, Lu Ye could tell at a glance that the two were not using their full strength, and they both clearly had a lot of spare energy left during their fight.

He raised his brows, and roughly understood what was going on.

"Here comes another one!" The monk holding the knife suddenly grinned, completely ignoring his opponent, and rushed towards Lu Ye.

The sword-wielding monk followed closely behind him, but had no intention of launching a sneak attack. Instead, his figure was elusive, like a ghost.

These two are obviously in the same group.

They deliberately compete and make noise to attract people. If there are people with bad intentions, they will definitely be plotted against.

In a flash, the monk with a knife rushed to a place not far in front of Lu Ye, and swung the long knife in his hand fiercely, and the knife energy like a stream of silk came to kill him, and he followed closely behind.

Then he saw Lu Ye standing there motionless, and was hit by the sword.

Good opportunity! His eyes suddenly lit up. The sword energy was just a test, but since he had cut the enemy, he would naturally take advantage of the situation to pursue.

In an instant, all the power of Taoism surged and poured into the sword in his hand.

The next moment his whole body froze, because he saw that his sword energy slashed on the other person without causing any ripples, as if a breeze was blowing on his face.

Even though this was just a test attack and he didn't use his full strength, it still contained 70% of his strength.

Even if he is much stronger than him, he should not be ignored like this!
Unless one's strength is much greater than his, the protective power can be so powerful.

He immediately realized that something was wrong and wanted to withdraw, but it was too late. Amidst the clanging sounds, a flash of a knife appeared, and the soldier wielding the knife stopped in place, maintaining an attacking posture with a horrified expression.

A streak of blood spread out from the waist of the knife-wielding soldier, and then his body slid down diagonally.

The vitality has not yet disappeared, but his eyes are filled with despair.

The sword-wielding monk who followed closely behind was only a step slower and landed behind his companion. He was immediately struck by lightning and stood still, looking at Lu Ye in horror.

A hint of murderous intent had locked onto him, and he was certain that if he made the slightest movement at this moment, he would immediately follow in the footsteps of his companions.

He was very clear about the strength of his companions. They were about the same as himself. If the other party could kill his companions with one sword, then he would definitely not be able to stop him. This was simply a huge gap in the power comparison between them.

I was wailing deep in my heart, how could there be such a strong person on the 49th floor?
They were all losers who retreated from the 50th floor. How could this guy become the king in this tower layer that originally belonged to Rong Dao?

Even if he stepped down from a higher level, he shouldn't be here.

The sword-wielding monk only made a casual estimate and knew that the human soldier in front of him should appear on the 60th floor or above!

Surrounded by a huge sense of crisis, he told himself to escape quickly, but under the murderous intent, he did not dare to make any move.

Then he watched Lu Ye pack up his spoils.

"Take me to the fiftieth floor and I'll spare your life!" Lu Ye put away the Panshan Knife and looked at the monk holding the sword.

The sword-wielding monk suddenly became alert, quickly calmed down his Dao power, and showed that he was harmless: "Brother Dao, follow me!"

After saying this, he turned and led the way.

Although the maze paths were extremely complicated, the memories of the Hedao practitioners were extremely strong. After they retreated from the 50th floor, they naturally remembered clearly where they had passed.

I was puzzled. This powerful person, who should have appeared on the 60th floor or above, was so powerful that he must have retreated from a higher level. Why did he have to lead the way by himself?
He could have gone back on his own.

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to think too much, for fear of delaying Lu Ye's good fortune, so he ran at full speed.

Fortunately, this is not a vast void, but a winding maze, otherwise Lu Ye really couldn't keep up with others.

This is not Jin Hedao, speed has always been a major shortcoming.

On the way forward, Lu Ye did not restrain himself, but instead wantonly displayed his aura of the Tao, hoping to attract people to him.

The sword-wielding monk who was leading the way in front couldn't help but think that this human soldier was full of evil intentions. He was so powerful, but he didn't know what secret method he used to pretend to be a Rong Dao.

If someone is attracted here, he will definitely be in trouble.

As expected, along the way, there were two or three unlucky guys who were alarmed and attracted over, and then the sword-wielding monk watched them become the dead souls under Lu Ye's sword.

He felt sad for those unlucky guys and was also worried about his own situation.

Although Lu Ye said that he would be able to escape death if he took him to the 50th floor, how could he believe it without any evidence? Unfortunately, he was very strong and had a big fist. If he really wanted to go back on his word, he would have no chance to resist.

It is even more impossible to ask others to swear a Star Abyss oath, which is no different from seeking death.

After several days of worrying all the way, he finally brought Lu Ye to the entrance of the 50th floor.

That is a staircase leading upwards!
It is thousands of steps long and seems to reach the sky.

"Brother Daoist, you can enter the 50th floor by going in from here." As the sword-wielding monk spoke, he looked at Lu Ye vigilantly and secretly decided in his heart that if this guy did anything wrong, he would fight him!
Lu Ye nodded, waved slowly, and looked up.

The sword-wielding monk faced Lu Ye, remaining alert at all times, but his figure quickly retreated backwards, turned a corner and disappeared.

Only after he was sure that Lu Ye was not chasing him did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He never thought that this powerful human soldier was actually a trustworthy person. He had been too narrow-minded before, but then he thought of the death of his companion and sighed.

He was powerless to take revenge, and he and the soldier were actually just casual acquaintances. They only worked together for a short time and they did not have much friendship. He could only blame the guy for rushing forward too fast. If he was the first to rush forward, he would be standing here as that companion now.

At this time, Lu Ye had already flown up the stairs to the 50th floor.

I secretly decided in my heart that I would find someone who had retreated from the 51st floor first, so that I could enter the 51st floor at any time.

There are often monks hiding and ambushing at the entrances and exits, but Lu Ye is skilled and brave, so he doesn't care too much.

You Ran showed up on the 50th floor, but surprisingly, there was no sign of him anywhere around.

Come to think of it, at this stage the monks should already be on the right floor of the tower and should rarely go up or down.

He was the only exception, as he arrived too late and had to climb the stairs little by little.

Without a goal, he walked aimlessly, still wantonly exuding his own aura of integration with the Tao.

After most of the day, Lu Ye stood there, frowning.

He could feel that there was a hidden aura nearby, following him secretly. It must have been attracted by him, but this guy seemed a little too cautious, or he acted too unscrupulously, making the other party a little confused about the situation.

So he never showed up.

It's not a good thing to be watched secretly like this all the time. Lu Ye tried several times to follow the clues to find the other party, but he failed every time.

In the final analysis, there is a gap in their cultivation levels. The other party should be a ghost cultivator. It is already Lu Ye's limit to be able to detect it. It is impossible for him to find the person without using some means.

That being the case...

At the source of the spiritual orifice, the power of the space Tao seed was activated, and in an instant, a circle of ripples spread out in all directions with itself as the center, as fast as lightning.

In the darkness, a pair of small eyes were staring at Lu Ye with confusion.

This ghost cultivator was indeed attracted by Lu Ye's aura. It was abnormal in itself to encounter a Rong Dao cultivator in these fifty floors. Moreover, as a ghost cultivator, he was born with a strong sense of crisis. During this period, he wanted to test it many times, but ended up with great warning signs in his heart.

It seems that if he really takes action, there will be a catastrophic disaster.

Normally, he should have retreated immediately when faced with such a situation, but he was too curious. Why was this human soldier, who seemed to be just a cultivator of the Rong Dao, wandering around on the 50th floor so brazenly?
You know, even he has to hide.

Relying on his own ability to hide, he was not worried about being discovered.

However, just as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw a circle of visible ripples spreading out from Lu Ye's body, and in an instant it appeared in front of him.

"Not good!" The ghost cultivator was horrified. Although he didn't know what method Lu Ye used, it was obviously an exploratory one.

And wherever the ripples passed, the space was instantly twisted and folded.

His ability to conceal himself is also somewhat related to space. Once he is swept by this ripple, his traces will inevitably be exposed.

He was terrified, he never expected the other person to have such ability. He no longer dared to hesitate, revealed his figure, and retreated quickly.

As long as he escaped a hundred feet and turned the corner, he could avoid being affected by the ripples.

However, the next moment he widened his eyes, because the distance between him and the corner, which was only a hundred feet away, did not shorten rapidly.

He had clearly escaped more than several thousand feet!
"Space Secret Art, Phoenix Clan?" (End of this chapter)