Peerless God Lord

When Su Mo and Elder Feng came closer, they saw the Dao Sect disciples and the Black Flame Clan people confronting each other with their swords at war.

"Lü Gang, Lin Huang, and Tang Gu, although your strength is good among the core disciples of the Dao Sect, in my eyes you are nothing!" A taller young man from the Black Flame Tribe said with disdain.

This young man from the Black Flame tribe was wearing a purple gown, with shiny black skin, and black flames flashing in his eyes, giving people a very scary feeling.

"Yes, your Dao Sect has been at the bottom for five consecutive martial arts competitions. In this martial arts competition, you are still at the bottom!"

"Haha, among the seven major forces, Daozong is a joke, and martial arts has never been famous!"

"It's a pity that in this martial arts competition, Dao Sect still doesn't have any evil geniuses that can be used!"

The other members of the Black Flame Tribe spoke one after another, all with contempt on their faces. Daozong was their competitor, and they would not let go of the opportunity to humiliate him in advance.

Although there is not much difference in overall strength among the seven major forces, in the past few decades, the disciples of Dao Sect have been inferior to each other from generation to generation.

In the previous martial arts competitions, only one of the Dao Sect disciples entered the top ten, and in the other years, no one ranked in the top ten at all.

"Hmph! Yanhuo, who doesn't know how to brag? You are also worthless in my eyes!" Lu Gang snorted coldly, his eyes filled with anger. This Black Flame clan member is really too arrogant.

If this was not Taiyin City, he would definitely compete with the opponent right now and severely suppress the opponent's arrogance.

"Yanhuo, during the martial arts competition, I will learn whether your strength is as strong as your tone!" Emperor Lin looked at the young man from the Black Flame Tribe wearing a purple shirt with an expressionless face.

"Yes, we not only want to defeat you, but also Yan Lantian!" Tang Gu said loudly. Yan Lantian is the strongest monster in the Black Flame Clan's Martial Emperor realm, and is said to be much stronger than Yan Huo.

"Hahaha!"

Yan Huo laughed loudly when he heard this, with a look of teasing on his face, and said: "It's good that you, the Taoist sect's worthless people, can withstand a few moves in my hands, and you dare to threaten to defeat Brother Lantian. It’s just ridiculous!”

"How ridiculous!"

"You have no idea how powerful Brother Lantian is!"

"What a shameless statement!"

A group of people from the Black Flame Clan laughed, their faces full of disdain. They did not believe that these Dao Sect disciples had such strength.

Although Lu Gang, Lin Huang and Tang Gu are all quite famous, compared with Yan Lantian, the gap cannot be calculated.

Feng Guang came closer and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Fortunately, the two sides only exchanged words and did not cause a big conflict, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with the aftermath.

"Okay, let's all disperse!" Feng Guang separated from the crowd, walked up to a group of Dao Sect disciples, and shouted loudly.

"Elder Feng!" Seeing Feng Guang's arrival, all the Dao Sect disciples clasped their fists.

"Elder Feng, these people from the Black Flame Clan are really bullying others!" Lu Gang said loudly.

"Too much bullying?"

Yan Huo smiled when he heard this, and said with an arrogant expression: "So what if I bully you? Who made all of your Dao Sect disciples be so useless!"

"You...!" Lu Gang was furious when he heard this, and the anger in his heart exploded instantly. He clenched his fists and wanted to take action.

"Arrogant!"

"You're really looking for death!"

"If you dare, let's compete now!"

All the Dao Sect disciples were furious. Yan Huo was really arrogant. How could they endure such contemptuous words?

"Stop!" Feng Guang shouted angrily when he saw this. The powerful power in his voice immediately made everyone dizzy.

"Junior, you are crazy, but the martial arts competition has not started yet, everything depends on strength!" Feng Guang looked at Yan Huo coldly. He was also very angry at the other party's words, but as an elder of the Dao Sect, he would definitely not impulse.

"You will know!" Yan Huo faced Feng Guang, his expression remained unchanged.

"Okay, let's all go!" Feng Guang said no more, turned to the Dao Sect disciples and shouted.

Everyone nodded helplessly. They also knew that now was not the time to compete. They could only fight for this breath during the martial arts competition. Then everyone walked towards the Nine-Layer Pagoda.

"Yan Huo, during the martial arts competition, when you fall at my feet, let's see if you can still be so arrogant!" Lu Gang left a word and turned around and walked towards the Nine-Layer Pagoda.

Yan Huo sneered when he heard this, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

Su Mo was watching from beginning to end. Although he could not understand Yan Huo's arrogant attitude and the style of these Black Flame geniuses, he was too lazy to pay attention to the conflict between the two sides.

Then, he walked straight towards the Nine-layered Pagoda.

The door of the Nine-Layer Pagoda was open and anyone could enter. Su Mo and Feng Guang stepped into the Pagoda together.

The space inside the pagoda was very large. When entering the pagoda, a faint mist hit his face. Su Mo felt refreshed and refreshed.

"What a magical place!" Su Mo was surprised. In this nine-layered pagoda, his whole mind became clear and his heart was ethereal. It was indeed of great benefit to comprehend mysteries, martial arts, etc.

There are a lot of people on the first floor of the Nine-Storied Pagoda, nearly two thousand people. Many people are sitting cross-legged in the center of this space, meditating with their eyes closed.

Su Mo was a little confused as to why there were only so many people in such a treasured land for cultivation!

Logically speaking, it should be overcrowded.

However, he soon understood the reason. At the entrance to the first level of space, there was a long stone platform, with more than a dozen strong men from the Taiyin tribe sitting behind the stone platform.

Everyone who enters the tower must pay an expensive fee.

The time spent in the tower is measured in hours, with one thousand low-grade spiritual crystals per hour.

"It's so expensive!" Su Mo secretly smacked his lips. One hour costs one thousand low-grade spiritual crystals, and twelve hours a day costs twelve thousand low-grade spiritual crystals. Such an expensive price cannot be afforded by ordinary warriors. .

Su Mo lined up behind the disciples of the Dao Sect to pay for the spiritual crystals. Although he no longer had any spiritual crystals on him, he still had a large number of treasures that could be converted into spiritual crystals for use.

A group of disciples of the Taoist Sect, because each person's wealth is different and the time they have to stay in the pagoda is also different, so the spiritual crystals they pay are also different.

Lu Gang paid 24,000 low-grade spiritual crystals, and it seemed that he would stay in the tower for two days.

Feng Guang paid 30,000 low-grade spiritual crystals and had to stay here for two and a half days.

Soon it was Su Mo's turn.

"How long?" asked a middle-aged strong man from the Taiyin tribe.

"Two days!" Su Mo said.

"Twenty-four thousand low-grade spiritual crystals!" the middle-aged strong man said indifferently.

"Can I pay with treasure?" Su Mo asked in a deep voice.

"Can!"

Afterwards, Su Mo took out more than a dozen treasures in succession, including some noble-level treasures and some emperor-level treasures, with a total estimated value of 24,000 low-grade spiritual crystals.

In fact, the value of these treasures is far more than 24,000 low-grade spiritual crystals, and the valuation here is relatively low.

But it didn't matter to Su Mo. His treasures were all trophies and he didn't care about the price anymore.

Finally, the middle-aged strong man gave Su Mo a token. This token was processed with a special method. When the twenty-four hours are up, there will be a reminder.

"Su Mo, let's go to the upper floors!"

After Su Mo paid the fee, Feng Guang greeted him and walked towards the stairs at the end of the space.

"Is it better up there?" Su Mo asked as he walked. He found that Lu Gang, Lin Huang, and Tang Gu were all heading upstairs.

"Of course, but the price gets more expensive as you go up. If you don't have a spiritual crystal, I can lend it to you!" Feng Guang chuckled.

"No, I have a treasure!" Su Mo shook his head. He didn't want to take on the other party's favor.

"If those treasures of yours were sold outside, the price would be 20% higher!" Feng Guang warned. He hoped that Su Mo would use his spiritual crystals and ask Su Mo for help when the time comes.

"It doesn't matter!" Su Mo shook his head slightly, looking indifferent.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the second floor of the Nine-Storied Pagoda. This space was slightly smaller and had fewer people, less than half of the first floor.