The Lord of Reincarnation

"It's about to start!"

In Dreamland.

'Mercury' watched the imprint of 'crow' climb all the way, even surpassed the 'pocket watch' which was the most advanced in the second step, and began to charge towards the first step, his hands were sweating with excitement.

Although he is not a 'crow', it does not prevent him from pinning his hopes on the 'crow'.

...

On the 'ladder of dreams'.

Fang Xian felt strenuous for the first time.

He stepped up a flight of stairs suddenly, feeling a huge boulder pressing on top of his head, and his joints creaked.

"There is still a distance from the top."

Here, he could already see three clear figures in front of him.

You can also look at the top of the 'Dream Staircase', that group of light that looks like a white sun.

However, it is difficult to achieve.

"Another strange king has come!"

Ahead, an old voice came: "I am Mr. Wisdom, let me guess your identity, could it be an old friend we know? Well...you are the king of the 'Warrior Tower' , could it be the prince of the Narnias Empire? Or the leader of the pioneering corps of the New World?"

Fang Xian didn't answer.

He just took a few breaths, and after his body got used to it, he climbed up another step.

When he got here, he was only one level away from Mr. Wisdom, and three levels away from the 'Dancer'. The 'Crafter' was at the front of the line, only ten steps away from the top. It seemed that he was within reach, but he was not Take half a step.

"Give up... I have studied it, and the selection mechanism of Dream Township is a paradox!"

Mister 'Wisdom' didn't climb, but stood there leisurely, and Fang Xian said: "If you want to climb to the top, you generally need to open the door of silver, and even touch the strength of gold."

"But we are already the most peak [Golden Kings], and here we are only the Transcendents who are at most equivalent to the third step, and there is still a big difference... Unless those existences above the top of the tower come over,

Only then will it be possible to become the owner of the 'Dreamland'. "

"But...'Dreamland' also excludes the existence above the top of the tower, so this is a paradox!"

"give up!"

Mr. Wisdom seemed to remind me kindly.

Fang Xian sneered in his heart.

He felt a mysterious spiritual power and was trying to destroy his fighting spirit.

'If there is no other way, what are you doing climbing? '

‘And, even if you don’t become the owner of ‘Dreamland’, every level of authority will increase, and the benefits will be great...’

'This old bastard! '

Thinking of this, Fang Xian roared and punched 'wisdom'.

——【Blood Manipulation】!

This talent can be used not only on the enemy, but also on oneself, similar to some explosive skills such as 'burning blood'.

Combined with [Man of Steel], Mr. Wisdom's expression changes one after another.

He didn't even think about it, he took a step back, his hands were like tiger claws, ready to take Fang Xian's blow hard, implying the power of counterattack.

'This is...'Tiger Fighting Technique'? Are you going to defeat me with the martial arts I created? '

Fang Xian complained secretly in his heart, and didn't bother to care where the other party got his fighting skills. With a shake of his arm, he swung away the tiger claws of 'wisdom', and without giving him a chance to recite the spell, he punched 'wisdom' chest.

"Ok?"

His expression changed, and he didn't feel like he hit a human body, but as if he hit a fish or a snake, and a layer of scales removed most of the attack.

Some mages or wizards, after reaching a high level, do have the habit of transforming themselves.

Sometimes, their physical fitness alone can be compared to powerful fighters!

At this time, 'wisdom' had already spit out two syllables.

Hoo hoo!

The breeze was turbulent, as if it had turned into a rope, binding Fang Xian.

Thorns and vines grew rapidly, took root under his feet, and continuously wound around his thighs.

In a blink of an eye, Fang Xian seemed to have turned into a treant, entwined by endless vines. If his body was not strong enough, his bones might have been strangled.

When all this happened, the 'dancers' and 'craftsmen' just watched indifferently, neither intending to stop nor join in.

"You pissed me off."

Fang Xian roared angrily, and a layer of jet black appeared on his body.

This layer of color continued to spread, even corroding the vines on his body.

Boom!

As he struggled, all the vines exploded violently, and the fragments flew, some of which tore through the cloak of 'wisdom', revealing the dark and fine scales underneath.

A few scales shattered, revealing traces of blood.

"It was you who made the first move. I was just checking whether you are qualified to join us at the beginning."

'Wisdom' took a step back and said with a smile, with mysterious power in his voice, trying to break Fang Xian's fighting spirit.

"Get out!"

Fang Xian raised his right hand, aiming at 'wisdom'.

In an instant, 'Wisdom''s expression changed drastically, looking at his wound, blood spewed out like money.

Suddenly, another mass of blood coagulated and collapsed inward, carrying a dangerous aura.

boom!

——Blood Explosion Technique!

A lot of blood exploded, but a layer of shadow appeared on the surface of 'Wisdom''s body, wriggling continuously, and the body was not broken in two, but a big hole appeared in the waist.

"Go down."

But at this time, Fang Xian had already climbed up a step again, raised his foot, and kicked 'wisdom' on the back.

Old Mister Wisdom let out a scream, was kicked down the stairs, and disappeared in mid-air.

He's out!

"Hee hee... It's the first time I've seen that old bastard being raped so badly... Aren't you a fighter?"

'Dancer' spoke, and it was a female voice that was as pleasant as a silver bell.

"I never admitted it."

Fang Xian spoke in a low voice, slowly adapting to the heavy pressure, and suddenly stepped up another step.

The body of the 'Dancer' was tense, as if he was considering whether to make a move.

Fang Xian ignored her and continued to step on a new level.

He overtook the 'Dancer', took a few steps forward, and finally stopped when he barely touched the back of the 'Crafter'.

Beep!

In the void, sparks appeared around his body, as if they were engaged in a fierce confrontation.

'Is this... my limit? '

Fang Xian glanced at the white sun at the top, feeling a little regretful.

‘However, I have confirmed one thing... This place is indeed inherited by people, but the conditions are relatively harsh, at least the fourth rank of Da Luo is required...'

‘When I am promoted to the fourth step, maybe I can try again! '

He glanced and remained silent, as if he only had eyes for the peak 'craftsman', and took the initiative to take a step back.

boom!

His figure exploded and disappeared completely.

'What a terrible guy, I feel like he seems to have reservations...'

The 'Dancer' looked at the direction where Fang Xian disappeared, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, and looked at the craftsman: "Aren't you worried?"

The 'craftsman' didn't speak, just looked up at the top.

White light surged down, covering everything...

This battle for the secret realm is over!