The Burial God Tower, the third floor, the real challenge has only officially begun now.

After Xingming and Qianmo died, Wei Jiu and Wu Tianlang finally sorted out their mood and set out again. After all, their goal was not in this place. Time and quicksand were their final goal, so they could not be delayed by emotions no matter what.

This is a road of no return. From the moment Wei Jiu stepped on, he was destined to be unable to turn back.

If he wants to change his destiny, fight against the sky, and go against the sky, he must go further. In any case, he must return to the prehistoric continent and save the dead. In any case, he must return to China and reunite with those foolish people.

For the sake of the person he loves and for himself, he must be so determined.

As the master of the second floor of the Burial God Tower, Xingming fell into chaos after his death. However, this was the best for Wei Jiu. With this chaotic feeling, they directly speculated and quietly left the boundary range of the first and second floors.

"The third floor is home to the gods who are ranked ten years later. It can be regarded as the place with the highest death rate every year among the Burial God Tower, and the number of gods flows extremely! "

This is what Han Silang said. Wei Jiu has always kept it in his heart. He knew very well that this layer was much more responsible than one or two. Although the strength of the God Lord is below him, it does not mean that he can win easily. What's more, if these God Lords gather together, even Wei Jiu may not be able to resist it.

In the absence of a divine core, the God Lord is already considered an existence standing at the top of the gods.

Wei Jiu did not dare to be careless. After stepping into the third floor, the three of them became even more cautious. However, Wu Tianlang was not as good as Wei Jiu. After Qianmo's death, his mind had not recovered, and he was still in a state of confusion.

Han Silang, who was standing beside him, stopped talking a little, but in the end he still didn't express his thoughts.

Some things cannot be helped by outsiders. Only Wu Tianlang can walk out of Qianmo's death. If he really walks out, it will be a kind of breakthrough in the face of life and death. I am afraid that his strength will go further. If he fails to walk out successfully, he will be trapped in the alley forever.

People who practice are different from ordinary people. They have to be more persistent in looking at things and dealing with problems. Once they have determined a certain truth, they will not change it easily.

But soon, Wei Jiu and Han Silang became even more anxious. This third level of breath was probably even more unfavorable to Wu Tianlang's recovery. The air was filled with violent and negative emotions of killing, which was difficult for people to calm down. No wonder it caused so many killings.

It seems that this Burial God Tower is not a place of paradise, and there seem to be too many unknown secrets hidden in it. Perhaps the existence of this third level is a conspiracy, or perhaps the entire Burial God Tower can only be regarded as a conspiracy.

So who will be the last winner? The God King? Or the culprit who caused the fall of the gods? Wei Jiu was a little unimaginable in the final result.

"Did you feel it?" Han Silang asked in a low voice.

"Well... you can feel it, and it's very clear... The air here is filled with strange dust, which can arouse the murderous intent in your heart!" Wei Jiu's face was filled with two drops of cold sweat, and he said nervously, "But compared to this..."

"Yes, compared to that powerful aura, these abnormal places are nothing at all!" Han Silang said helplessly, "Even the divine relics, there is no such powerful aura... I think it should be like the quicksand of time, a treasure that is sleeping in the Burial God Tower!"

After the words came, Han Silang looked at Wei Jiu inquiring. After all, Wei Jiu was the leader of the three, and his thoughts would determine whether the three of them should trek into this muddy water.

"The birth of treasures is naturally the source of the entire secret realm competition. I can even feel that many powerful auras are entrenched around the aura!" Wei Jiu's eyes flashed with a deep gaze, and he murmured in a low voice.

"So, what is your decision?" Han Silang asked in disbelief.

"Since so many strong people have come, how can we miss it? It is indeed necessary to take a trip to this muddy water!" Wei Jiu replied in a deep voice.

Han Silang was slightly stunned, then smiled relievedly, yes, this is what Wei Jiu should be like. Although Han Silang had just met Wei Jiu, he always felt like he was getting used to it at first sight. In a sense, the two of them were very similar individuals.

This is why, the two of them could hit it off so quickly, and it seemed like a tacit understanding in the dark.

After Wei Jiu's words fell, Han Silang and Wu Tianlang also looked at each other and nodded. Then the three of them made a mistake and disappeared from the same place, exploring the depths of the third level of the Burial God Tower. According to the breath feedback from their spiritual sense, the treasure was in that place.

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Burial God Tower·Deep in the third floor.

This place was originally the most desolate place on the third floor, because the lowest temperature here is higher than the highest temperature in other places. Moreover, the breath is very violent, and it is impossible to absorb the spiritual energy here to practice.

However, today is indeed different from the past. Three gods are waiting here, and seven gods are waiting around. Their strength seems to be only a slight difference than the gods.

They are the entire power of the third level of the Burial God Tower. It can be said that no matter whether it is the god or the gods, as long as they are from these three levels, they are gathering in this place at this moment. All they have done is to wait, and they are waiting for the birth of treasures.

These three gods are the eleventh-ranked Starry Sky God, the 14th-ranked God Lord, and the 15th-ranked God Lord.

Although the three of them ranked behind the tenth place, they are definitely among the top powerhouses among the Gods. Especially this Starry Sky God, in the era of the gods, his strength can even surpass that of the Gods Pang, and a star stick makes the gods feel terrified.

Stars symbolize lifelines and astrological signs, representing luck.

In the age of the gods, every god will have a corresponding natal star. The only one who can control these stars is only two magic weapons, the birth star staff and the star picking pen.

In the era of the gods, the Star-Zhe Divine, who had a star-picking pen, was known as the high priest of the Shendu. The Star-Zhe Divine who mastered this star-staff was the high prophet of the Shendu. The status of both of them was enough to be comparable to the God King, and they were extremely glorious.

The Star Picking Pen is the natal magic weapon of the Star Picking God Lord, which has fallen into Wei Jiu's hands before. This Danxing Staff is the natal magic weapon of the Star Sky God Lord, which can produce new stars and astrological signs. Of course, these are all legends in the age of the gods. After the fall of the gods, the Star Picking Pen and the Danxing Staff both lost their original effects.

It is precisely because of this that the status of the Star-Picking God and the Star-Sky God has plummeted so much.

However, even if his status declines, after all, his historical heritage is there, and he is still ranked eleventh in the God Lord, and it seems that he may replace the previous one at any time. At this moment, he is staring ahead with a huge gaze, looking forward to the treasure that is about to be born, wanting to know how strong it is.

The third floor of the Burial God Tower was actually under his control. The gods and gods around him were all his subordinates.

He used to be in a high position, but how could he have thought that he would fall to this situation? So he was unwilling to accept such degeneration and change. He needed to return to the position of respect for all people, and also needed an opportunity, an opportunity to rise again.

Just so happened that God gave him this opportunity.

After the end of the Age of the Gods, his strength was greatly reduced, far less than that of that day. But the only thing that is thankful is that he still has no title of shame to the prophet. Although he only has a trace of heavenly secrets, he can always peek into it in advance.

Just like this time, he still had a glimpse into the secrets of heaven in advance, so he clearly felt how powerful this soon-to-be treasure should be.

Waiting is the longest thing and the most difficult thing. Everyone is guarding this desolate place just to get the treasure that is unparalleled, although many people know that this treasure has long been designated as the treasure of the Star God.

But, that's the rule.

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On the other side, the fourth floor of the Burial God Tower is the backbone of the Burial God Tower.

The Lord Gongqin sat cross-legged there with some anger, with a hint of hatred all over his body, and an ancient mirror was floating in front of him.

Surprisingly, there was an image projected in the ancient mirror. Looking closely, it turned out to be the scene of Wei Jiu fighting with Xing Ming before. It turned out that the reason he hated was precisely because of this image, the two dead were his personal disciples.

Although he has not gone to the world for countless years, and although he has long forgotten his friendship with this master-disciple, isn’t the people who slaughter him so unbridledly slapping him in the face?

A tree is a skin, and a person is a face. Especially for a strong man like Gongqin God, face is more important than anything else. Since someone dares to do this, how can he not hate him? It is already very well-educated to not jump up and curse.

"Jong Qin, your two disciples are really bad. They died inexplicably. They are really helpless!" A woman in a charming dress smiled and sarcastically said, "But she was killed so simply. I have to say that their skills are not good at learning. You, the master, didn't teach you well!"

The face of the Lord Gongqin was blue and white, and I didn’t know what to react.

"Shut up, are you an idiot? You can't tell how strong the three people who broke into the Burial God Tower are? Don't always make yourself like an idiot!" The God Lord Gongqin shouted coldly.
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