Chapter 411

"I don't know if he can reach the eighth floor?"

"It's impossible! In today's world, only the ancestors of Shenmeng and tianmeng enter the eighth floor. It's impossible for others!"

"That's right. If he can enter the eighth floor, I'm afraid there will be another terrible old monster in this magic continent."

"That's impossible, tianmeng ancestor. We will never allow such existence!"

The discussion became more and more intense.

More and more people pay attention to the dream tower.

Basically, more than 90% of the people in Shenmeng city are paying attention to the dream tower.

"Hum..."

At this time, a roar came out with the dream tower as the center.

Then, countless golden lights rushed to the sky from the dream tower.

Form eight huge golden stars and fly in the sky.

The golden light shines all over the city.

They looked up and stared at the eight stars in the sky. Their faces were full of shock.

This moment.

Time is like stillness, space is like solidification.

Everyone stood where they were, opened their mouths and didn't close.

That disbelief, that surprise, that shock.

Words cannot describe.

long time.

"Hiss..."

Pour out the cool air in the sound, one after another.

Then there was a burst of explosion.

"My horse, eight floors, eight floors! Is there such a monster in this world? Who is it?"

"Another god dream ancestor is about to be born. I'm afraid the magic continent will be surging."

"It's impossible. The ancestor of Shenmeng is closed in Shenmeng city. I'm sure he won't let such characters leave alive."

Such sounds keep ringing.

Dream city, in a mansion.

A man suddenly opened his eyes and two fine rays burst out.

"The dream tower has eight floors? How... How is this possible?"

"Hum, you'd better recognize me as the Lord, otherwise, I don't mind taking you on the road!"

The man muttered to himself, his body turned into a virtual shadow and disappeared.

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Dream city.

Somewhere underground.

"Hoo..."

An old woman suddenly opened her eyes.

"Eighth floor? Unexpectedly, someone has entered the eighth floor again? It seems that this person's soul is on a par with me. If you swallow his soul, it will greatly enhance my promotion!"

"At that time, there will be no more flaws in my divine dream skill, so I don't have to be afraid of that little girl!"

"God level flesh, I have coveted you for a long time! When I have your flesh, I will be able to live again!"

"Ha ha..."

With that, the old woman laughed.

This old woman, no one else, is the ancestor of God's dream.

In her face, vertical and horizontal gullies, it seems that she is dying.

No one dares to despise this old monster.

Few people dare to challenge the magic of God's dream.

"Hoo..."

Her body slowly turned into a virtual shadow and disappeared.

Such scenes are staged everywhere in Shenmeng city.

Every old monster opened his eyes from practice, came outside the dream tower, floated in the air and waited quietly.

This moment is the moment of attention in the examination field.

On the whole square, at this moment, it was surprisingly quiet.

Time, with the heartbeat of people, does not flow easily. You obviously feel that you can grasp it, but you can't grasp it.

Half an hour later.

"Hoo..."

There was a sound.

An air wave, centered on the dream tower, stretches in all directions.

Then, on the dream tower, colorful lights sprinkled into the sky.

It's as unreal as a fairy tale world.

Such a scene, see people's eyes, directly stay in place.

"Hum..."

The multicolored lights quickly closed to form nine huge multicolored stars, which covered the sky with extraordinary brilliance.

Then the nine stars revolved around the dream tower.

Quiet, dead quiet.

Everyone stared at the nine stars in the sky, full of disbelief.

"It's impossible!"

The ancestor of Shenmeng kept shaking his head and didn't want to believe that all this was true.

When she tried to enter the ninth floor, she was badly hurt.

The soul was damaged and has not recovered.

That terrible spiritual pressure can't be resisted at all.

Unexpectedly, today, nine stars lit up in the dream tower.

Isn't it that someone inside has reached the ninth floor?

It's impossible!

The ancestor of Shenmeng kept shaking his head and didn't want to believe what was in front of him.

"So, this man's soul is ten times stronger than I thought? If so, won't it make me advance by leaps and bounds to obtain his soul?"

On this thought, the father of Shenmeng's heart rippled, and the color of hope was written all over his face.

He stood in high school with his hands on his back and waited quietly.

In his mid air, there are many old monsters with his general look.

These old monsters showed a look of hope in everyone's eyes. Then, when they saw the ancestor of Shenmeng, they sighed and shook their heads.

Below.

"God, there is such a monster in this world? Doesn't it mean that his talent is not much different from that of the illusory ancestor?"

"Of course! At the beginning, the illusory spirit ancestor set up this illusory tower to look for people with outstanding talents!"

"It seems that someone has done it today. I'm afraid that there will be knowledge under the magic spirit Laozu spring and will die without regret."

"Yes, it's once in a million years to have such a successor!"

The voice of bombing kept ringing.

Can't stop at all.

Everyone is waiting quietly to see who comes out of the tower.

This is three hours.

They stood there with lead bodies, stiff necks and difficulty in moving.

"I haven't come out yet. It's too hard to wait."

"Is it difficult? Does he still want to learn Jiupin magic in it?"

"How is this possible? Jiupin magic, who can learn it without a hundred years."

"Is he still choosing, very hesitant?"

"It seems so."

The crowd waited quietly, and their anxiety grew worse and worse.

At this time.

"Bang..."

There was a bang.

The outer wall of the first floor of the dream tower collapsed layer by layer.

The first layer is completely presented in front of everyone.

I saw thousands of illusions, turned into an elf and flew to the sky.

The colors are different and colorful. It looks like a flying firefly. It's very beautiful.

Gradually, these elves disappeared into the sky without a trace.

A moment later.

"Bang..."

The outer wall of the second floor of the dream tower exploded, and everything inside was exposed.

Similarly, all illusions turn into elves, fly away and disappear in the fog.

"Boy, die!"

"Damn it, it's you!"

I saw that on the second floor, two groups of people were frantically attacking. You come and I go. You can't fight each other.

These people are all Wu Biao's men.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

The disbelief and surprise were written all over his face.

"What? Why are they fighting?"

"Aren't they all Wu Biao's men? Are they fighting for treasures?"

Such sounds keep ringing.

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