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"Wind Festival."

"Brother Fengjie!"

"My son!"

Meifeng Festival is thrown out of the tower by the source array of the soul refining tower.

Wei, Mei's demeanor, and the master of Mei's family all cried out.

In their eyes, Mei Feng Festival is the genius of Mei family.

It's the hope of the Mei family.

He is also the best of the Mei family.

Now it's the sixth day of the competition.

In the past six days, everyone's eyes, Meifeng Festival has completely won.

But this moment.

Meifeng festival was blown out by the soul refining tower.

What's going on?

"It's the little bastard."

"It must be that little bastard."

"It must be some little bastard. He attacked Fengjie secretly. Fengjie was sent out by the source array of the soul refining tower."

Wei's face was twisted.

It's the Chonglou that attacked Meifeng Festival.

"Master Wei, you can't be unreasonable."

"Mr. Chonglou has already entered the sixth floor."

"And master Meifeng Festival, it was just the fourth floor."

"I want to ask, how did the sixth floor Chonglou son attack the fourth floor Meifeng Festival master?"

"Can you explain it?"

Wu Jian asked coldly.

Wu Jian's words made Wei blush.

His disciples are not as good as Chonglou. The old man wants to find an excuse to slander Wu Jian.

However, he used this excuse to hit himself in the face.

Wei, an old man, is used to throwing dirty water when insulting others.

But on the side of Chonglou, he couldn't pour it.

"Ah..."

Mei Feng Festival has issued a painful scream.

He was convulsed, his skin was purple, and his mouth was foaming.

Moreover, Mei Feng Festival hit the ground like crazy.

This scene is no stranger to the pharmacists in yunliedan city.

Because in the soul refining tower, if you can't stand the pain of soul grinding, it's very likely that the soul will be severely damaged.

Once the soul is broken.

If you can't bear the pain, people will be like Meifeng Festival.

Everyone knows that.

Meifeng Festival appears this kind of situation, is because oneself bears does not fear the soul oppression to arrive.

"Come on, dinghun Dan."

The Mei family yelled anxiously.

If we don't treat Meifeng Festival quickly, the soul of Meifeng festival will be damaged.

If the soul of Meifeng Festival is damaged, then everything is over.

The first day of Mei's family, it's possible that people will die directly. It's very possible that Mei Feng festival will become an idiot.

Dinghun pill is a kind of elixir which can treat the damage of soul and stabilize the will of soul.

This pill is very expensive, one hundred billion yuan.

And there is no price in the market.

Although the Mei family is in great pain.

But this soul fixing pill still needs to be fed to Meifeng Festival.

Feed the soul fixing pill to Meifeng Festival.

But after a while, Mei Feng Jie woke up from the pain.

But there was a lot of pain on his face.

"Why?"

"Why?"

"How can that kind of junk get to the fifth floor?"

"Why can't I get on it?"

Mei Fengjie roared bitterly.

This kind of angry voice dare not question, make the teacher's face embarrassed.

Even the Mei family was embarrassed.

"Grandson."

"Are you better?"

The Mei family asked with concern.

"Grandfather, why?"

"Why is that kind of unknown rubbish able to only climb the fifth floor in one day?"

"Why can't I do it?"

"I'm a genius, a genius of the Mei family!"

Meifeng Festival is not willing to roar again.

"Mr. Chonglou has been on the sixth floor."

"It seems that they are climbing to the top."

At this time, Wu Jian said.

With these words, Meifeng festival was hit hard.

He looked at the information stone with an incredible face.

On the information stone, Chonglou has indeed stepped up the seventh floor.

This kind of situation, once again let Meifeng Festival suffer a blow.