The moment the magic circle was about to be unsealed, the figures of Shu Pinghui and Lan Chucui disappeared on the spot, and only two rays of light were seen rushing toward the two stairs with great speed.
On the other two stairs, two streams of light, one black and one red, appeared respectively.
Each of the four people occupied the top position of a staircase. There were some people who tried to stop them, but not many and it had no effect.
After the four of them, the disciples swarmed up and got into a fight at the entrance of the stairs. The scene was very chaotic.
Jing Yingrong stood there without moving, until everyone went to the upper floor and the stairs were empty, she walked up one of the stairs unhurriedly.
The space on the second floor was filled with dazzling sword light. These sharp and bright sword lights were emitted from a suspended dagger in the center. Countless sword rays came and went, ignoring any attack or defense from the monks. Any monk who was touched by the sword rays, even if it touched a hair, would be sent out of the Qiong Tower, so they could only avoid it.
If you want to pass the second floor, you must avoid the overwhelming sword light, reach the formation under the dagger, and use the power of the formation to go to the third floor.
Not only were these sword lights endless, they also chased people and attacked like spirits. Many monks were unable to dodge and were touched by the sword lights, and disappeared in an instant.
Outside the Qiong Tower, in the corresponding spiritual patterns on the second floor, one name after another quickly disappeared.
And the names of those four people have already appeared on the fifth floor.
Facing the dense sword light, Jing Yingrong did not hide, and walked straight towards the dagger calmly.
"Wow, first time participating?"
A monk who was dodging next to him noticed Jing Yingrong's movements and couldn't help but look at him twice, showing a mixture of sympathy and amusement.
However, in the blink of an eye, he saw that all the sword rays that came into contact with Jing Yingrong's body had undergone a wonderful turn, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking her body, reflecting all the sword rays away.
She walked leisurely in the room full of sword light.
The monk's eyes almost fell out.
"How can it be"
Before he finished speaking, he was struck by sword light due to distraction, and the power of restraint was activated, sending him away.
Jing Yingrong stood in the formation under the dagger and successfully reached the third floor.
People on the third floor are grabbing beads floating in the air. Only those who grab ten beads can pass the formation on the middle staircase.
The number of beads is limited and constant. If the monk who owns the beads is "killed" and is sent out, the beads he grabbed will reappear on the third floor, even if they are stored in a storage device. . After the monk passes the third level, the ten beads will also return.
Therefore, in order to climb the stairs as quickly as possible, the competition for beads on the third floor was fierce.
After Jingying reached the third floor, he first found out the total number of beads.
Ji Yanzhu said regretfully: "There are so many beads. No wonder the four juniors all went up together."
Ji Jie Bi said: "For four people, it's a lot, but for the people here, it's very few. Look at those few, they are quite ruthless."
Ji Jie Bi is talking about the monks in the front right of Jing Ying Rong who kill the red-eyed monks for three beads.
Ji Yanzhu: "No one will die anyway, being injured is also a kind of growth!"
Ji Jie Bi laughed.
Only Ji Sha Jian was bored: "What's the point of this... you can't just teleport to the top?"
Jing Yingrong: "I want to take a look at the settings on each floor."
Ji Sha Sword: "You use your spiritual consciousness...that's all, just take a look."
Jing Yingrong did not grab the beads. She walked directly towards the middle staircase. The moment before she came into contact with the formation, ten beads appeared out of thin air in her hand.
She successfully passed the formation and then eliminated the beads.
Everyone was focused on robbing, and no one noticed her.
But this attracted the attention of some people outside the building.
"Hey, who is the mirror image in the second line of the fourth layer of spiritual patterns? I have no impression."
"I don't have any impression either. You've never participated in a building climbing activity before, right? Newcomer?"
"The newcomers have reached the fourth floor so quickly?!"
Someone interjected: "I know her, she is from our class. She is indeed very powerful. When she was in the ancestral city, many people with higher cultivation levels than her challenged her, and she always defeated them with one move."
"I have also heard about this person. When she first arrived in Qiongju, many people tried to win over her, but she didn't seem interested."
"But why have I never seen her in other activities before? It stands to reason that a person as powerful as her would have to participate in some competition activities, right? Has she been practicing in seclusion?"
"That's not true. I heard that she has been working in a pearl shop in Jingui City for a long time, but the shop was resold a few days ago. Maybe she came to participate in the event because she had nothing to do."
"What can't be done with her strength? Why would she go to work..."
The monks were discussing when suddenly there was a loud noise nearby.
"Ahhhhh Xuize!!!"
The monks holding the black flags screamed and danced the flags loudly. At a glance, it looked like a turbulent black ocean.
The empty spiritual patterns on the seventh floor were twisted to form Yin Xueze's name.
Then, just one breath later, Wu Yaochen's name was added to the spirit pattern.
Then the monks in red clothes also burst into roars.
The two groups of monks seemed to be competing to see which one was louder. The waves of sound were louder than the other, causing the surrounding monks to stay away again and again. They even used magic to block out all external sounds.
Then, supporters of Lan Chucui and Shu Pinghui also joined the "competition." Supporters of other famous monks were not to be outdone and joined in one after another.
Outside Qiong Tower, the atmosphere was extremely hot.
"This generation of disciples is really amazing..."
"Yeah, look at them, I feel ashamed."
The monks watching expressed such emotion.
Then someone said in surprise: "Look, that mirror has reached the fifth floor!"
The mechanism on the fourth floor is the illusion. An illusory world is constructed by the large illusory array and the low-grade earth artifact "Ru Meng" as the eye of the array. All disciples who reach the fourth level will fall into one illusion after another. There are countless illusions that are never repeated. The disciples can only get to the fifth level by relying on their own character and will to break through the illusions and find the location of the formation eye.
When Jing Yingrong came to the fourth floor, she didn't see any illusions. She only saw a few monks standing with their eyes closed and frowning, as well as complex formations shining with light everywhere, and where the formations gathered, a trembling ivory token.
"Yeah, I actually gave birth to a little bit of spiritual consciousness."
Ji Yanzhu said slightly surprised.
"After all these years, Taichu Guan has still upgraded it from a spiritual weapon."
Ji Jie Bi had a hint of smile, and then urged: "Let's go quickly, don't scare the little guy."
Jing Yingrong responded, injected a meager amount of spiritual power into the token, and immediately reached the fifth floor.
