Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

But when she carefully observed the four doors, she found that these were the doors that opened and closed.

But why does it become four doors?

Since its opening, the Jiuxiao Pagoda has always had two doors and has never had four doors.

Xuanyuan Linglong's eyes darkened slightly. Could it be that the Nangong family has found a way to control the Jiuxiao Pagoda?

Or is it that Jiuxiao Pagoda has been contracted?

That's why such a change occurred.

Xuanyuan Linglong couldn't figure it out, so she could only choose a door, raised her hand and pushed it open.

When the tangy fragrance hit her nostrils, Xuanyuan Linglong felt dizzy.

She immediately closed her five senses and then walked through the door.

Jiuxiao Pagoda has rules. After you choose which door to open, you can only enter the opened door. You cannot change it or go back.

Otherwise, the space rules will backfire.

Xuanyuan Linglong entered a sea of ​​flowers, and all the flowers in it were very enchanting.

That's right.

enchanting.

Each flower is very large.

They hold the flower stems, twist in the wind, and exude a sweet fragrance.

Xuanyuan Linglong really didn't understand. Why was this testing her?

The level she passed through this door before was clearly not like this, right?

Xuanyuan Linglong looked at the scene in front of her and was puzzled.

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"Sister Feng, it would be great if a sea of ​​flowers could grow here. In that case, I will definitely stay here forever. Unfortunately, this is a wasteland and there is nothing to stay."

Feng Qingran responded: "It's just a sea of ​​flowers. It's best if the flowers are beautiful, so you can swing here and enjoy the scenery."

Feng Jingyue's expression was rather regretful, "The levels in this Jiuxiao Pagoda are too unskilled, and the choices are random. The dangers and temptations are also very low-level. It must be because the weapon spirit is not very smart."

"After all, it is a free-range weapon spirit, and its wisdom is definitely not as good as Qingfeng and the others."

After Feng Qingran finished speaking, she and Feng Jingyue looked at each other and smiled.

The next moment, five gates appeared in front of Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran opened a door casually.

After the door closed, a little furball appeared again.

The hair all over the little hairball exploded, "Huh! How dare you think I'm stupid and mock me. It seems like you need to suffer a little."

"However, Huahai's proposal is good, I will try it now."

"Because you have given me good suggestions, I will let you go through a few more levels."

At this time, many contestants suddenly felt nervous. Why did they feel that danger was coming?

A contestant looked at the three doors in front of him and opened one door tremblingly.

"Ah! Ghost! Help!"

As soon as the door opened, he saw dozens of twisted, bloody things crawling inside.

Tick! ——

Tick! ——

Blood dripped onto the ground.

Contestants also smelled a strong smell of blood.

At the same time, there was still a trace of cold air entering his body.

The contestants almost cried!

Why did the painting style suddenly change like this?

He is a cultivator, but he doesn't want to encounter such a thing!

Even if you give him a demon, he dares to deal with it.

Only this kind of thing from the underworld is the last thing he wants to encounter.

When dealing with these things, if you are not careful, they will harm your soul!

The contestants were caught between a rock and a hard place.

He has only reached the third level. If he is so cowardly, he will be ejected and eliminated directly.

The contestants bit the bullet and walked in.

Once inside, everything was pitch black, and I couldn't even see anything with my consciousness.

"Ah!——" An extremely shrill scream sounded.

"I give up the game, I give up, don't come near me."

"This contestant, you have left the Jiuxiao Pagoda." The voice of the eighth elder Nangong sounded.

When the contestants saw the Eighth Elder Nangong, they rushed over and tried to protect the Eighth Elder, "Hey, the Eighth Elder, there is a ghost inside, I don't want to go in again!"

The spectators were confused.

It's a bit strange that immortal cultivators are still afraid of ghosts and gods!

"Wan Qixing, if you feel like it, get back here! It's really embarrassing."

While the contestants were still crying, a violent voice sounded from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Wan Qixing's crying stopped instantly.

Oops!

Forgot his identity.

He is the young master of the Wanqi family!

It is simply embarrassing to cry like this in public.

But what can he do!

When he first started practicing as a child, he encountered a very powerful resentful spirit, which almost killed him.

Since then, he has left a shadow.

Wan Qixing reluctantly let go of the eighth elder Nangong, covered his face and flew into the attic where Wan Qi's family was.

The eighth elder Nangong's face twitched, trying to cover up what he said.

However, the young master of the dignified Wanqi family is actually afraid of Yin spirits, which is really a handle to hand!

"That one seems to be Wan Qixing, right? I remember he is the Lord of the Holy Lord, right? How could he be eliminated so early?"

"Ah hahaha, I really didn't expect that the children of the God's family are afraid of ghosts. Are you trying to laugh us to death?"

Spectators in the fairy world will not give up any opportunity to laugh at God.

The faces of those who watched the game were as black as the bottom of a pot, but they could not find a reason to refute.

Because they themselves feel ashamed.

"Have you noticed that Xuanyuan Junze's speed has slowed down? He broke through the first floor in half a quarter of an hour before, but now it's been half an hour, and he's still on the eighth floor."

"Did he use up too much power, which caused him to slow down?"

"No, the other contestants are also much slower, but Feng Qingran is getting through the levels faster and faster!"

"Ah! Our Lord Feng is so powerful. We have already reached the ninth level. Who said before that our Lord Feng will be eliminated?"

The spectators in the fairy world looked towards the sky with strange expressions of yin and yang.

God's spectators turned away and did not look at the fairyland. They hated the arrogance of the fairyland.

It was clearly like a group of ants before.

Now, because of two games, they are already stepping on their heads.

But they were forced by certain rules and couldn't attack them.

They couldn't help but complain about the contestants!

He can't even deal with a little girl from the lower realm!

No matter how high Feng Qingran's cultivation is, his experience is not as good as their competitors. If they really unite, it will be no problem to deal with Feng Qingran.

They looked at the game sheet again.

The contestant who is ranked first has only reached the fifth level.

Other contestants are still lingering on the third and fourth floors.

They can only pray that no more contestants will come out crying like Wan Qixing.

The contestants in Jiuxiao Pagoda are gradually miserable.

They found each level more difficult and dangerous than the next.

And this risk has doubled.

The first and second floors still look normal.

But when they reached the third and fourth floors, things suddenly changed.

When they saw the number of doors gradually increasing, they couldn't help but think that they might see thirty doors in the future, and they suddenly shuddered.