Cui Shuji's voice resounded through the sixth floor, and he shot towards the outside of the Demon Locking Tower.
The disciples on the first six floors of the Demon Locking Tower were all surprised. Could it be that there was a competition on the sixth floor to see whose father was more powerful?
But as the only son of Elder Wu, Wu Jiang has always been pampered. Elder Wu is a generous man and is willing to invest resources.
But Elder Cui seems...not so generous...
On the sixth floor of the Demon Locking Tower, Cui Shuji looked complacent and glanced at Wu Jiang.
It’s just dad, I have it too!
I, Cui Shuji, don’t need to borrow your Wujiang wind to step into the seventh floor, I can do it myself!
Cui Fengyi crossed his arms and stood next to his proud brother, holding the battle for his brother. He also looked at Wu Jiang with a little pride, as if to say, wait, we brothers will also have magical weapons and spiritual weapons. .
Zhao Wujiang looked indifferent and didn't care at all.
Outside the Demon Locking Tower, several venerables were already smiling from ear to ear. Cui Sheng also had a smile on his face, but it seemed hard to see.
After a few breaths, the entire first six floors of the Demon Locking Tower did not see any movement similar to the torrent of treasures in Wujiang before. They only heard Elder Cui's earth-shattering roar:
"roll!"
Rolling, rolling, rolling... Cui Shuji's head was buzzing, and he couldn't react for a moment. It seemed like something was wrong. Why did Wujiang ask for help and get a bunch of treasures, and asked for help himself, and got a "get out"?
Which part went wrong?
There was laughter all around, making his face feel even duller. He coughed twice, as if he wanted to explain something.
Cui Fengyi took a step aside without leaving any trace, and quickly distanced himself from the relationship. It seemed that at this moment he also felt a little disgusted with being in the company of his good brother.
Some people dislike their good brother, and some people start to cling to their good brother.
The golden lotus is delicate and charming, sticking to the Wujiang River, exhaling like a orchid:
"Brother Wu Jiang, go to the seventh floor. You should take your sister with you, right?"
"Of course." Zhao Wujiang said with a frivolous eyebrow.
"Sister Jinlian, you have escorted my sword tightly from level to level, and you have also taken me to your hot innermost layer. So why not if I take you to the seventh level?"
"I hate it." Jin Lian looked shy and took the initiative to hug Wu Jiang's broad waist.
She couldn't kill Wu Jiang at all, and she couldn't kill him, so it was better to please Wu Jiang and squeeze the last value out of Wu Jiang.
Zhao Wujiang raised his hand, and each treasure turned into a torrent again, crashing into the bronze door on the seventh floor.
"Boom boom boom!"
Roaring and bombarding sounds continued, followed by the self-destruction sounds of treasures.
The huge power generated by the self-destruction directly opened the door to the seventh floor of the Demon Locking Tower.
Everyone looked at these spiritual weapons and divine weapons that had consumed one-third of their power, and felt a sense of heartache for no reason.
Really rich and powerful.
Countless disciples below were fighting to the death for a magic weapon. Now Wu Jiang directly let these magic weapons explode to open the door.
Differences between people.
Zhao Wujiang took the lead and flew toward the bronze door that had been blasted open. Jin Lian followed closely behind with a sweet smile on his face.
The rest of the onlookers just now cupped their hands and fists towards Wu Jiang and flew upward.
Cui Shuji and Cui Fengyi coughed dryly, Cui Shuji thought to himself and said:
"Growing up together, Wu Jiang has a very broad mind."
"Yes, Brother Wu Jiang will definitely not take these minor conflicts to heart." Cui Fengyi also nodded and said.
The two brothers looked at each other, nodded with satisfaction, and shamelessly flew towards the sky.
Humph, I have no backbone. I, Dong Jinshui, will never be so shameless... Dong Jinshui crossed his arms across his chest, with a cold and aloof face. He is number one on the list of geniuses, so he should be as aloof as number one on the list of geniuses!
"Brother Dong, if you don't leave, this door may be closed."
Cui Shuji's concerned words came, and Dong Jinshui's eyes trembled. He looked up and saw the bronze door that was about to close slowly.
Forget it, Brother Cui also had good intentions, so he couldn't let him down... Dong Jinshui comforted himself, tiptoed a little, and turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the bronze door.
Zhu Jing, dressed in red and with a cold face, was left standing there.
