Return of the War God

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Outside the Tower of Trials, the perfection tower on the seventh floor rose straight into the sky. Looking at the reappearance of the tower on the seventh floor, the shock in the hearts of all the disciples of the Holy Dao of the Heavens was gradually replaced by a natural numbness.

"The seventh floor is also lit up! Ye Wuque is going to go straight to the ninth floor!"

"Do you think Ye Wuque can pass through all the ninth floors of the Tower of Trials?"

"I feel hopeful, but it goes without saying that the last two floors must be extremely difficult, and definitely not comparable to the previous ones!"

"It's possible for Ye Wuque to break into the past, but the complete tower Hui of the eighth and ninth floors is estimated to hang!"

"No matter what, I definitely want to see Ye Wuque come out of the Tower of Trials before leaving!"

"Me too! I didn't expect such an amazing thing to happen before the official start of the Ranking Challenge!"

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The discussions of countless disciples of the Holy Dao in the heavens are endless, and at this moment, the attention of the late stage masters who entered the first three floors of the Tower of Trials in order to obtain candidate qualifications has undoubtedly dropped to the extreme.

It seems that with the appearance of Ye Wuque, all the style has been robbed by him alone.

Although the late stage masters of the Powerful Realm who successfully obtained the candidate tokens were unhappy, they were also very helpless.

Above the void, Sacred Master Linglong leaning on the Lotus Throne was slightly red lips at the moment, seeing Ye Wuque appearing in the eighth floor, the eyes that could not see seemed to be extremely interesting.

"It's not surprising that the seventh floor passed the sect successfully, but I didn't expect this kid to actually set a record. Now even the sect master and his old man have become a stepping stone! Giggle...that's really interesting!"

Holy Master Linglong seemed a little excited at the moment, thinking of something very interesting.

"However, the next eighth floor may be able to pass this kid, but it may not be so easy to successfully pass through. As for the last floor..."

Thinking of this, Sacred Master Linglong's slightly upturned mouth slowly lowered and fell into silence.

Inside the tower, the eighth floor.

This time, the speed of the huge door of light seems to be extremely slow, which is several times faster than before. Ye Wuque standing in the door of light is a little strange.

Ye Wuque knew that the eighth floor had finally arrived.

When he stepped out of the huge gate of light, he suddenly felt a little sleepy and a little tired. Immediately, these sleepiness and tiredness were magnified countless times, and then he felt dark and dark, as if he had fallen asleep in an instant.

"No shortage... No shortage..."

Ye Wuque suddenly heard someone calling him, it was a woman's voice, very familiar.

"Don't call him. Yesterday, he entered the depths of the enemy's army by himself. He fought bloody battles for three days and three nights. He must be exhausted now, let him sleep more, there is still half an hour before the meeting."

The second voice sounded again, also a female voice, which also made Ye Wuque sound familiar.

But Ye Wuque, who had woken up, did not open his eyes immediately, but chose to listen silently.

"What happened? Didn't I just step into the eighth floor in the Tower of Trials? What happened?"

Ye Wuque was puzzled in his heart, and then he smelled a very strong smell of blood, which emanated from himself.

The two female voices in the ears also disappeared at the moment, and it seemed to fall into silence.

Ye Wuque could no longer hold back the doubts in his heart and opened his eyes.

"This is where?"

There was a hint of shock in his eyes. Looking around, Ye Wuque saw a vast and boundless plain. At this moment, countless corpses were piled up on the plain.

The dark red blood was so thick that it infected the earth, dyeing the original yellow land into red!

At this moment, Ye Wuque's own position is above a majestic city. Beside him, there are thousands of young people resting against the city wall, looking at the two closest to him, Ye Wuque's eyes Jump!

These two are none other than Mo Honglian and Na Lanyan.

No wonder Ye Wuque felt that the voice was familiar, but it was the two of them.

But then Ye Wuque realized that the two women were in a state of embarrassment, or that everyone leaning against the city wall was in a state of embarrassment.

Reaching out his hands, Ye Wuque glanced at his whole body, and found that the black martial arts robe was covered with blood.

"What happened? Did I fall into a dream or an illusion?"

Smelling the strong smell of blood, Ye Wuque was extremely suspicious, but everything in front of him was too real. The city wall was covered with mottled marks, even in every minute detail, it was clearly visible.

Touching his cheeks, Ye Wuque could clearly feel the warm but dry skin, and even the cultivation level in his body, the incomparable Holy Dao battle aura burst out.

Immediately, Ye Wuque realized that his cultivation had reached an indescribable power at some point in time!

It seems as if the sky can be shattered with a fist, and the sun and the moon can be grasped with a palm!

Everything is telling Ye Wuque that everything in front of him is real, and there is not a trace of falsehood!

woo...

Suddenly, an extremely loud but very urgent battlefield horn sounded, instantly awakening everyone who was resting!

"No! The emergency horn sounded, something must have happened!"

Mo Honglian immediately woke up and stood up. Nalan Yan also stood up. The two women stood side by side, looking towards the end of the vast plain in front of her. Somewhere there was where the horn sounded!

woo... woo... woo...

After the first horn, it continued to sound for eight consecutive times!

"Nine voices in series! This... what happened? Could it be that the enemies at Dou Tian and Chen He launched a general attack?"

"No matter what happens, we must rush over there. That's the main battlefield, and we can't just watch it!"

Nalanyan made a decisive decision, and then the whole person stepped out and jumped down from the top of the city, followed by all the other disciples.

"What's wrong? Did the bloody battle last night hurt you?"

Seeing that Ye Wuque was standing there in a daze, Mo Honglian immediately said with concern.

Sister Mo's voice echoed in his ears, and the warm breath hit Ye Wuque's face. Looking at Mo Honglian's beautiful eyes with concern, Ye Wuque, no matter how many doubts and incomprehensions he had in his heart, finally It only turned into three words.

"I'm fine."

"Alright then, let's go too."

Mo Honglian stepped out one step at a time, followed by Ye Wuque.

"Since it's not a dream or an illusion, then it's useless to think hard. It's better to take a step by step and see what happened!"

Following behind Mo Honglian, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, and he decided to stop worrying about whether he had fallen into an illusion, and chose to take the initiative to face it.

He believes that if this is the trial content of the eighth floor, then everything will develop correctly, and he just needs to face it.