Fan Minyue rolled her eyes at Fan He and said, "I don't know who lost without even making a single move. He was still in Jiu Dao. He was completely defeated in front of your brother-in-law."
Fan He's face turned red and he said, "I'm just not ready. If you give me another chance, even if I can't beat him, Li Cheng Tomb, it will still be enough for him to drink a pot!"
"The challenge is successful, all challengers please enter the next level." A voice without any emotion sounded, and a space vortex appeared.
Due to Li Cheng's tomb's action, all the ghost warriors were wiped out, and the third level became the level that took the shortest time for everyone to complete the level.
Before leaving, Mo Zhu glanced at the five doors and said coldly: "These five broken doors are really an eyesore!"
Immediately, Mo Zhu waved his hand, and five immortal powers attacked, directly blasting the five doors to pieces.
Seeing this, Mo Zhu didn't forget to mock: "What a broken material, it's vulnerable to a single blow."
However, a familiar voice sounded again, but this time there was a warning in the tone: "Sabotage without authorization, contempt for the rules, start the third level of the final challenge, the Pagoda Army, all challengers please stay within one stick of incense. Complete the challenge."
As soon as the words fell, the space vortex disappeared immediately, and instead, an ancient gate that had been sealed for a long time appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The final challenge?
The pagoda army?
Everyone was immediately dumbfounded.
Fanhe glared and said: "Mozhu, you are a senior after all, why are you so mean? Why did you break those doors when you had nothing to do? It's fine now. Everyone has been implicated by you. Are you satisfied?"
Mo Zhu said impatiently: "Shut up. At worst, I will solve it by myself. You can just watch from the sidelines."
The next moment, the ancient door slowly opened.
An army wearing thick silver armor came out.
The number of this army, known as the "Pagoda Army", is far less than that of the Ghost Army, which has three thousand warriors.
The pagoda army only has one hundred people.
But the sense of oppression exuded by this army is far beyond that of the ghost army just now. The aura of every pagoda warrior has reached the peak of the true fairyland, the elite among the elite.
Mo Zhu smiled disdainfully and said: "Just a few people? Just leave it to me. Just watch carefully. I'll be quick."
Wu Lu stood up and said: "Forget it, a hundred people are not a lot. Let's greet each other together and solve the problem quickly. This can also save time."
After saying that, Wu Lu summoned the golden divine thunder and swayed it wantonly, instantly submerging the Futu army in the golden sea of thunder.
Violent golden thunder and lightning surged, but the one hundred Pagoda warriors were bathed in the sea of thunder and remained motionless.
"Huh?" Wu Lu rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
The next moment, the momentum of the golden divine thunder began to gradually weaken. Under Wu Lu's surprised gaze, the mighty golden sea of thunder was completely absorbed by the armor of the pagoda warriors.
Wu Lu was surprised and said: "Impossible, my golden divine thunder did not cause any harm to them!"
Mo Zhu noticed the problem at a glance and said in a deep voice: "Something's wrong, there's something wrong with their armor!"
"I don't believe it yet, let me try how hard their armor is!" Wu Lu didn't believe in the evil, and stretched out the Imperial River Wings that were dozens of feet long from his back. The golden light and divine thunder condensed on his fist and blasted directly towards The leader of the pagoda warriors.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and Wu Lu's face was instantly distorted. Severe pain was felt, and a force of repulsion pushed him away.
On the other hand, the pagoda warrior's silver armor was intact and he didn't even take a step back.
Wu Lu grinned in pain and covered his hands: "What kind of material is this armor made of? How can it be so hard!"
"You're so useless, get out of the way!"
Yan Nan stretched out his hands, and the two hell eyes in his palms opened at the same time. The power of hell poured out crazily, condensing two identical hell guns.
The two hell spears attracted each other and merged together at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a hell spear with a more powerful aura.
"Hell's Gun!"
The hell spear roared out, as fast as lightning, and hit a pagoda warrior hard.
The powerful hell spear knocked the pagoda warrior back several feet, but still did not break the silver armor.
Yan Nan's pupils tightened and he said in disbelief: "Even the spear of hell can't break through their defense!"
"That's a slap in the face, hehe." Wu Lu couldn't help but gloated, but was immediately frightened by Yan Nan's cold look and didn't dare to speak.
At this time, Li Cheng Tomb stared at the silver armor on the pagoda warriors, his eyes fluctuated slightly, and he fired a sword energy, directly hitting the pagoda warriors' armor.
However, even Li Cheng Tomb's sword energy only left a shallow white mark, and the armor returned to its original state the next moment.
Fan He's eyes flashed and he said: "This armor can even block Li's sword energy. Could it be the legendary one?"
Su Bujin's injuries had recovered somewhat. She came to Li Cheng's tomb and said, "This is the first time I have seen something that your original sword energy cannot break."
Li Cheng Tomb said: "I didn't expect that this kind of iron still exists in the world."
Su Bujin glanced at Li Chengmu and asked, "Do you know this kind of iron?"
The plump figure of the little bamboo rat suddenly climbed onto Su Bujin's shoulders and said, "Let me tell you, this is the Godly Iron of the Buddha!"
"Pagoda Divine Iron?" This was the first time Su Bujin heard this unfamiliar name.
The little bamboo rat couldn't wait to say: "Su Bujin, hurry up and put away all the armor on these warriors. This is a treasure. There are so many pagoda irons, you are about to give them away!"
Li Cheng Tomb shook his head and said, "No."
The little bamboo rat looked at him doubtfully and said, "Why not?"
Li Cheng Tomb said calmly: "I want these pagoda sacred irons."
The little bamboo rat glared and said, "That can't be done. These sacred irons of the pagoda belong to us, so don't get carried away with your thoughts."
Li Cheng Tomb looked at Su Bujin and said, "I need to build an army. These pagoda irons are the best weapons and are very important to me."
The little bamboo rat said anxiously: "Su Bujin, you can't agree to him. Don't you also want to build an army? If you give it to him, what will happen to your army?"
After Su Bujin was silent for a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, you have helped me so many times. I won't fight with you this time. These pagoda irons are yours."
"Su Bujin!"
Li Chengmb nodded and said, "Thank you very much."
The little bamboo rat said angrily: "You two are ignoring me, right?"
Li Cheng's tomb ignored the little bamboo rat's yelling and wanted to take away the pagoda sacred iron.
The little bamboo rat said anxiously: "Wait a minute, I can exchange something with you."
Li Cheng Tomb said without looking back: "No need."
The little bamboo rat said sharply: "What if it's the Ghost Emperor's Sutra?"
(End of chapter)
