Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng said speechlessly: "You girl, you are a master now, but you are still afraid of the dark."

Zhang Kexin pouted: "It's every girl's nature to be afraid of the dark, okay?"

Zhang Yifeng said nothing more, shook his head, and then took out a luminous night pearl from the storage ring.

"Take this bead, it was brought from Zhongzhou."

The night pearl shone brightly, illuminating the entire first floor clearly.

Zhang Yifeng looked at the stairs and said, "Let's continue going up. The old man said that the higher the level, the faster the cultivation will improve."

Zhang Yifeng pulled Zhang Kexin to the second floor. After arriving on the second floor, he clearly felt that the spiritual energy here was stronger than below.

It seems to be true, and the growth rate of spiritual energy concentration is really too high.

The corners of Zhang Yifeng's mouth raised slightly, he hugged Zhang Kexin's waist, then stood up and jumped onto the flying sword, and began to rise continuously.

It went smoothly at first, but when they reached the twenty-eighth floor, they suddenly couldn't fly up anymore.

Looking up, there are at least a dozen floors above.

However, the purity of the spiritual energy in this twenty-eighth level alone is hundreds of times higher than that in the outside world. One day of cultivation here can be compared to half a month of cultivation outside.

In other words, as long as there are enough Kongming Pills, Zhang Yifeng's strength can continue to increase, and the time for consolidation will be greatly reduced.

"Brother, we only have a day and a half, so why not stay here? We can't fly up here. If we continue to climb up, we don't know what will happen."

"The Sixth Elder said when we came in that there is danger here. Although we haven't encountered it now, it doesn't mean there isn't one from above."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head: "Silly girl, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? Since it can be better if you go up one level, why are you on this level? If we want to go, we will go to the top floor. Maybe it will take us a day to get to the top floor. Time, but if you practice there, I'm afraid one hour is equivalent to staying here for three days."

"But I'm afraid there's danger up there."

"Don't worry, there could be any danger. I'm still here, right?" Zhang Yifeng touched Zhang Kexin's head again, and then he stopped flying with his sword and chose to walk, running upward at a very fast speed.

After running three floors in a row, Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt an invisible pressure oppressing him throughout his body.

At this time, Zhang Kexin felt a little short of breath.

For this reason, Zhang Yifeng's speed was much slower. He was no longer on the stairs. They were now on the thirty-second floor.

The level of aura here is more than double that of the previous one.

After leaving the stairs, the feeling of pressure immediately disappeared, and the body became extremely relaxed, and it was still absorbing spiritual energy.

"Brother, this is amazing. Let's take a break and go up one level to see." Zhang Kexin also enjoyed it. Suddenly, her whole body felt beautiful, and she wanted to go up one level.

Zhang Yifeng nodded, and the two of them rested casually for a while, and then he pulled Zhang Kexin up another level.

This time every step of the way was extremely difficult, but Zhang Kexin persevered.

Sure enough, when they came down the stairs, their bodies felt more relaxed than before, and the feeling could not be expressed in words at all, as if they were walking on the clouds.

There were five more stairs to go up, and Zhang Yifeng decided to climb to the top.

But he was worried that Zhang Kexin's body couldn't bear it, so Zhang Yifeng rested for a while and put Zhang Kexin on his back.

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, Zhang Yifeng felt pain all over his body and his legs began to tremble a little.

He couldn't help but ask: "Sister, are you okay? Can you still hold on?"

"I feel nothing. I feel so comfortable and solid on my brother's back."

How is this going? Could it be said that if he carries Zhang Kexin on his back, the pressure he will bear will double?

No matter, since Zhang Kexin doesn't feel any discomfort, let's continue walking up. Zhang Yifeng can still bear this pressure for now.

He moved his steps and started to walk up. After walking for about a stick of incense, he finally reached the next floor.

Zhang Yifeng put down Zhang Kexin and panted heavily.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Zhang Yifeng, I finally found you. You can't run away today."

Zhang Yifeng turned around and saw a black figure pointing at him with a sharp sword.

And this black shadow looks so familiar.

The black shadow slowly approached Zhang Yifeng. Only then did Zhang Yifeng realize that this was not Lin Beichen? Hadn't Lin Beichen been killed by himself a long time ago? How would it appear here?

"Lin Beichen, aren't you already dead?"

Zhang Yifeng asked with some confusion, but Lin Beichen seemed to be talking to himself and showed no reaction at all.

Could it be that this Lin Beichen is fake? He was all made by this tower.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng spoke again: "The Supreme Elder turned you into a human being and a ghost. You must hate him very much, right?"

If it was really Lin Beichen, he would be very angry when he heard the words "Tai Shang Elder", but at this time Lin Beichen had no reaction, and finally kept repeating: "Zhang Yifeng, today is your day of death, I must kill him" you."

It seemed that his guess was correct. The Lin Beichen in front of him was indeed the fault of this tower.

As Lin Beichen spoke faster and faster, and his distance became closer and closer, Zhang Yifeng also felt murderous intent.

Moreover, this murderous intention was particularly grand. It seemed that although Lin Beichen was fake, he would still cause harm to himself. In order to protect Zhang Kexin from being injured, Zhang Yifeng moved behind Lin Beichen in a flash. He is now stronger than before. too much.

Killing Lin Beichen didn't require as much effort as before. He summoned the Sky-Splitting Mark.

Then he waved hard at Lin Beichen, gravity appeared, and Lin Beichen was frozen in place, and there was a sword wound on his body.

It's now!

A cold light flashed in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, he took out the black iron giant sword and struck Ling Beichen fiercely. Lin Beichen was immediately split into two halves.

After that, Zhang Yifeng sat on the spot and gasped for air. At this time, the number showing the number of layers next to him suddenly changed and became one layer higher.

How is this going? Could it be that this sacred tower is actually a magic weapon?

Ordinary monks can only practice on the twenty-eighth floor. The higher they go up, the greater the pressure will be. When the pressure reaches the maximum, they will transform into the enemies they have encountered before.

Killing the enemies will allow you to enter the next level, but if you don't kill the enemies, you will die here.