Chapter 1432

A line of six.

One died.

The burly man was careless. He didn't expect to appear on the third floor, which could kill himself. His eyes were full of incredible, but it was too late. His head hit the ground and his body stood upright.

The golden light is still raging.

The leading man snorted coldly, his pupils burst out the light of cloud and thunder, and then intertwined with the golden light. He found that he could not be suppressed, and his face was cold. He couldn't help but take out his real ability. The golden light was just the power that Yang Ping randomly arranged in Liu Min's body. He began to defeat the leading man. He turned around and wrapped Liu Min and his body in a distance, looking for the second altar and went to the second floor.

The others tried to chase, but were stopped.

The first man raised his hand and said faintly, "this hatred is recorded. When we find out who the man is, we will destroy her sect."

Others looked angrily at the burly man who was dying.

"Yunfeng, that's it?" a woman came forward, her eyes beating with a purple flame and said sadly, "we come down from above, not to die, but to promote glory. What kind of blow will it bring if we die?"

Yunfeng, that is, the leading man, was immeasurable in strength and said faintly, "remember, the purpose of our coming down is not to publicize glory, but to kill the target. Do you have any opinions on my decision?"

When others heard this, they were cold and hurriedly bowed their heads and said, "No." even the extremely angry woman trembled and dared not breathe.

"Come on, keep going."

Yunfeng takes the lead and moves forward.

Other people's eyes were complex, but finally turned into towering anger and killed all the people they met on the road, whether human or beast, mercilessly. Yunfeng is not blocked. Even if it is a heavenly tomb, they can ignore it, because they come from the upper world and are enough to overlook anyone.

Blood soul?.

Yunfeng stood at the door and looked at the hall turned into ruins. He was surprised and said, "there has been a fierce battle here. It's so strong. It's not weaker than the genius of the cloud world. Who is it?"

Tasting carefully, Yunfeng showed joy and said, "finally found the goal."

There is a small hammer in his hand. It is surrounded by lightning. It is impressively purple divine thunder. This is a weapon second only to artifact. Yunfeng feels the killing mechanism released by the hammer and whispers, "Yuntian hammer, you can kill your enemy and devour his blood donation soon."

Yuntian hammer sensed Yang Ping's breath and sent out a happy tremble.

"In this barren world, brother Yunfeng can push everything horizontally and let those who think they are genius see what is called a man." the tall woman put her arms around Yunfeng and smiled.

Yunfeng pushed away and said faintly, "he should still be on the fourth floor. Remember, kill your opponent, go deep below and take what the king wants."

"I see."

Even if he felt the horror released by the battle between Tianting scholar and Yang Ping, Yunfeng didn't care. He was confident enough to defeat his opponent, because he was an invincible descendant of the king in the cloud.

Compared with the following, the resources of the cloud are more than a little powerful.

……

The fourth floor is quiet.

Green grassland, blue sky.

It's easy to think of the place where people dream of flying wantonly. Yang Ping vaguely remembers that when he was on a mission in South Africa, he and Meizi, that is, President Mei of tomorrow high school, avoided the pursuit of American powers, crossed the prairie and saw the long river and sunset.

The feeling at that time was very similar to that at present. The only difference was that Yang Ping felt a series of killing opportunities under quiet and peaceful here, hidden in the depths of the void. There was no life around, and he was acutely aware that this space was growing.

Space to wriggle.

If this is the belly of an ancient giant beast, everyone is inside. Yang Ping was surprised at the possibility, but soon laughed. How is it possible? What kind of ancient giant beast can be so terrible.

Can afford to swallow the power of heaven.

Move on.

The endless grassland is blowing with the wind, which makes people relaxed and happy. It seems that they are not here for exploration, but for vacation. Yang Ping is even more afraid to take it lightly, because so far, he has not seen a person or even a beast.

This is a grassland without signs of life.

Yang Ping walked for dozens of kilometers, walking fast, but he still couldn't find the altar leading to the next floor.

Finally saw the mountains.

There are some hills on which native plants grow, similar to pine, but not because the leaves of the trees here are wider and sharper than pine needles. The thorns on each leaf shine cold in the sun.

Only through the woods can we move on.

Yang Ping was standing in front of the woods. He was about to raise his feet when he suddenly heard a cry in the woods.

"Help!"

The voice was very small, but how could he escape Yang Ping's ears? He dodged and went into the woods. He saw a young man covered with blood lying under a huge tree. He looked very miserable.

The eyes were dug out, skinny, and the vitality in the body was lost to the extreme. If it hadn't been for a breath, it would have been dead.

It was like meeting a vampire and being sucked all his blood. Yang Ping came to the man.

The man felt someone and was startled. He shouted, "don't come here. I'm from Xuanyuan family in the capital. Leave quickly, or don't blame me for being rude." Xuanyuan family, once one of the four super families in the capital, was kicked off the altar because of change, but the skinny camel is bigger than the horse. Xuanyuan family is still very strong.

"What's going on?"

Yang Ping just came down. He didn't know the following situation and asked.

The man's pupil was blank and stared at Yang Ping. Although he couldn't see it, his mental strength was still there. He didn't feel the killing opportunity. He gasped: "there's a devil here. All nine of us died. We were eaten by the devil."

Yang Ping said, "what devil, where is it?"

The man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he died. Yang Ping was shocked and looked at the ground. Strands of black plants emerged from the soil and wrapped around the body, like maggots of tarsal bones. He ate the body and breathed a few times. The man's body turned into white bones. It's not over yet. These terrible plants don't even let go of white bones until the body is completely transformed into non nutritious powder. The wind blows and the powder floats into the air.

The man never appeared.

Yang Ping could not help but stand up with cold hair, and finally understood why there was no breath of life on the grassland, because anyone who came in would devour everything and leave no trace.

What a terrible fourth floor space.

It is estimated that those with insufficient strength or bad luck may die miserably on the fourth floor. Just like the person encountered, there is no whole body.

The wind rustled through the woods.

Yang Ping took a deep breath and moved on.

This space is wider than expected. Yang Ping explored it for a long time and still didn't find the edge. It's like the first two floors, dozens of square kilometers, and the edge. But here is always a space for growth.

Ten kilometers ahead.

Yang Ping finally saw human beings and gathered next to a sand dune.

A line, very clear.

Isolate grassland from sand dunes.

The group of people standing on the sand dunes are all experts, including an old friend.

Nicholas.