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Chapter nine hundred and sixty-ninth stable monthly ticket)(2/2)

Not long after, the eighth time on the list was refreshed, and Su Ping was still ranked first, and he had already reached the 88th floor!

The 90th floor height that was out of reach was already in the distance. At this moment, even the seven star masters were a little moved!

The 90th floor is a watershed. It is extremely rare for a guy who can reach the 90th floor. He is a genius among geniuses. He can leave a ranking in the entire history of the Phantom Monument Secret Realm!

"At this speed, if you go to 90 layers, it will be basically stable!"

"And I rushed up in one breath and never came out in the middle!"

"This is a terrifying background."

"His combat power is definitely at the top of the Starry Sky Realm!"

The expressions of the seven star masters became a little solemn. If they broke through to the Starry Sky Realm, their combat power would probably increase again and swept the invincible among the same level!

The students around him fell into silence again.

Some people thought it was a mistake on the list, but this refresh was slapped in the face.

The second-ranked Wood Sword Boy has already passed the 70th level. This result will definitely amazed the audience in previous years, but now it seems a bit weak compared to the 88 number...

Next, the list was refreshed for the ninth time.

This time, as expected, Su Ping reached 90th floor, which was exactly 90!

The second-ranked Wood Sword Boy reached the 73rd floor and rushed to the third floor in 10 minutes. This progress was very good.

The seven star masters were all a little silent. Occasionally, they would look up at the top of many fantasy god monuments. The most majestic fantasy god monuments. I wonder when this young man who is firmly at the top of the list will come out.

Time flies.

Every ten minutes, the list is refreshed.

And every time Su Ping refreshes, the number of challenges in the challenge is rising layer by layer.

After reaching 90th floor, Su Ping's rising speed was significantly reduced, and each refresh was only one floor.

Even so, this speed made everyone outside frightened. After all, the difficulty of the 90th floor was beyond their imagination. It was a problem whether ordinary people could hold on for ten minutes inside, let alone defeating the enemy!

The rise speed of the Wood Sword Boy, Dragon Emperor and others behind him also slowed down significantly, just like Su Ping, only one step each time.

Compared with Su Ping's progress, the five major academies were a little silent.

They are on the 90th floor, one step at a time, while Dragon Emperor and Wood Sword Boy are on the 70th floor, one step at a time.

Everyone present knows the difference in difficulty between the 20th floor in the middle, which is so big that it is desperate!

Suddenly, a light appeared in one of the illusion god monuments.

The burly dragon demon man appeared. He looked up and looked up. When he saw the crowds of people around him, all gathered in front of the points monument, his face looked a little better.

Shortly after he came out, the figure of the goddess of light appeared in a illusion god monument next to him.

She glanced at the Dragon Demon, and her originally tired face suddenly turned cold. She snorted coldly and flew straight towards the points monument.

When the two of them arrived in front of the points monument, they immediately saw the situation above. Suddenly, their eyes widened at the same time, with an incredible look on their faces.

...

In the 78th floor of the sword Taoist illusion monument.

Two ferocious demon monsters with arms like sickles were flashing quickly, and there was also a white-haired sword man holding a long sword, but the sword man's face was a hawk face and a strange beast!

He held the sword with his claws and waved sword lights.

In front of him, a young man flashed rapidly, and it was the young man with wooden swords.

But at this moment, the wooden sword on his back was no longer there. He held a divine sword shining with divine light and boiling golden light. The divine sword emitted a strong divine light and a strong sword energy surrounding it!

The boy was covered in wounds, his face no longer had a relaxed smile, his sword eyebrows were as sharp as a sharp edge, staring at the white-haired sword urn, his figure flashed left and right, and extraordinary sword skills were slashed out.

Bang!

The white-haired sword man's figure floated like a ghost or a phantom. He cooperated with the sharp monster with scythes on both ends to defeat the young man step by step.

Bang!

The white-haired sword man suddenly turned his sword light and used an extremely dazzling sword technique. He instantly captured all the attacks on the heaven and earth, condensed and slashed towards the young man.

The boy's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly swung his sword to kill him, using his sword move to break the sword move, but the next moment, his figure and sword skills were all overwhelmed.

Break consciousness.

The boy suddenly opened his eyes and woke up, and found himself appearing in the void space, which was in the Phantom God Monument.

There was still the wonderful sword before him, which swept all the killing momentum, very fierce.

"It's a pity that the power is exhausted too much..." The boy looked down at his arm, with a slight regret in his eyes. Although the sword was extremely wonderful, he was not irresistible, but he had the will and lacked strength.

He thought for a moment, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled slightly, "It's 78, it's not bad..."

When he was fighting, his mind was all about fighting and he didn't pay much attention to the number of layers. He loved swordsmanship, loved swordsmanship, and challenged the swordsmanship magic monument. He also tried to hone his sword intent and immersed himself in it wholeheartedly and could not take into account anything else.
Chapter completed!
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