"Is it a pity?" Zhao Qiankun put away his magic in disappointment. He was not a bloodthirsty pervert. Since his opponent admitted defeat, he had no interest in continuing to chase him.

"Faced with a top magician, it's not embarrassing that I lose!" Songlang returned to his human form, and his nose was beaten to the point of being a little restored than before, but it was still a little awkward, affecting his handsome face.

"Great Magician?" Zhao Qiankun was stunned and waved his hand and said, "I have not reached that level yet, I can only use level 6 magic..."

"What?" Songlang widened his eyes in surprise: "But your magic is so powerful than ordinary people..."

"This is talent!" Zhao Qiankun boasted shamelessly: "This is still the power I suppressed, otherwise, the big fireball attached to the tip of the whip will fly around and be afraid of blowing the floor through."

"Big Fireball?" Songlang was stunned: "Isn't it a burst Fireball? No, the fireball technique is level 4, and the Fire God Sword is level 6. How do these two merge?..."

"Magic is not such a rigid knowledge!" Zhao Qiankun walked to Songlang with a confused face and patted his shoulder: "There are many things worth learning from!"

After saying that, he walked up the stairs leading to the fifth floor, leaving Songlang alone in chaos.

"He defeated Songlang?!" The audience outside burst into surprise. Songlang was the bottom of the tower of the ruling, and it was the boss! Even Songlang gave in. Wouldn't it mean that without the royal intervention, this guy could easily pass the Tower of the ruling?

This inconspicuous oriental man is so powerful?

While admiring, everyone stared at the magic projection. They were now extremely looking forward to who was guarding the fifth floor...

From here on, they were all masters found by the royal family.

The door on the fifth floor is open. Unlike the previous four floors, the ground here is not smooth stone floor, but a layer of fine sand. In the middle of the sand, an old man holding a recorder and a headscarf sat.

"Is that... the costume of the desert nation?" The audience recognized the old man's clothes: "But even a master of the desert tribe, the venue would not even be made into a desert style..."

"What do you know? This is called home court advantage!!" Some viewers began to show off: "People who walk in the desert all year round walk faster on the sand than on the flat ground. This is one rises and the other, causing trouble to the other!"

"It's not that simple..." Stanley frowned. He always felt familiar with this old man.

"He is Karinon!" At this time, a voice came from behind Stanley.

"Yes, it's Kalinon!!" After reminding, Stanley also remembered the identity of the old man: "No wonder the ground was turned into sand!" As he said that, he turned around and saw an unexpected person.

"Your Majesty?!" The reminder was Emperor Priamer. Stanley thought the emperor had gone back, but he and Marquis Sandro came to the audience.

"Since I'm here, I'll finish it..." The emperor stared at the picture: "And now it seems that this kid is fighting that kind of interesting."

Stanley frowned when he heard this: "Since you don't want Zhao Qiankun to die here, why do you still make the difficulty so high?"

"If he doesn't apply for a tower of ruling, I don't have to work so hard!" As soon as he mentioned this, Emperor Priamo was angry: "Even if he confessed, I can do some tricks from the process, and postponing the death penalty for a month is not a problem. However, after applying for the tower of ruling, I can only execute it immediately... I have tried my best to delay the time for ten days. Since I said that I should increase the difficulty, the royal family cannot be moisture! After all, from the outside, it is the person who killed my son. If he leaves alive from the tower of ruling, it is equivalent to telling the world that killing the prince can survive, and my royal family has no face!"

"And, this time, it is not just His Majesty the Emperor who decided to win the tower guard..." Marquis Sandro said: "Your Highness, you must have participated, and she will not let go..."

"So, since he entered the Tower of Judgment, he could only die!!" Emperor Priamer said in a deep voice.

"But I think he will kill these nine layers!" Stanley was very confident in Zhao Qiankun.

"Impossible..." Emperor Priammo recalled the tower guards arranged later: "He absolutely cannot pass the level..."

While speaking, Zhao Qiankun in the picture had already contacted Kalinon, the tower guard.

"Welcome to the fifth floor, young man!" Kalinon was still sitting in place, smiling at Zhao Qiankun with his hands open, and his beard trembled slightly. "Being able to come here means that you are very strong, but sorry, you will definitely not be able to go to the sixth floor..."

"Speak less nonsense..." Zhao Qiankun shook his ears: "If you have any skills, use them to let me see!"

"Haha, haven't you noticed it yet?" Karinon's eyes flashed: "I've used it!"

Zhao Qiankun was slightly stunned, suddenly felt itchy in his calf, and then there was a severe pain!

"Damn it!!" Zhao Qiankun cried out in pain, his calf trembled, and a slender poisonous insect was thrown out of his trouser legs. The poisonous insect fell on the sand, shook his head and wagged in, without a trace.

"This is..." He saw this thing from the illustrations left by the mages back then. It seemed to be called a desert centipede. It is highly poisonous and can make people paralyzed in one bite. He will die within thirty minutes!

"It's over..." Emperor Puliamor, who was watching the battle outside, shook his head: "Karinon of the Desert Tribe, nicknamed the Worm King. Although his strength is average, he has the magic to manipulate the insect swarm and attacks everywhere. He is the most terrifying killer!! Your friend has been poisoned by the desert centipede. Unless there is a life mage to rescue him immediately, there is no possibility of survival!"

Stanley was finally a little worried and looked at the scene anxiously.

At this time, Zhao Qiankun frowned. He had already felt the numbness that subsided. The old man in front of him was smiling proudly, picking up the recorder and putting it to his mouth, but there was no sound.

"Ultrasound?" Zhao Qiankun narrowed his eyes, knowing that he was blowing a sound that humans could not hear...

Soon, this layer of sand surging, and countless golden beetles with sharp jaws broke out of the ground and crawled towards Zhao Qiankun.

There was also a quick sound from the ceiling. Zhao Qiankun looked up and realized that there were densely packed huge flying insects hanging upside down on the ceiling, and now they were flapping their wings and flying towards him!
Chapter completed!