Chapter 151 Good Luck
Lin Zhao happily installed all the metals and said: "I'll try to assemble it myself when I go back."
If I can, it means I have more. A thug in the fusion stage! This is so profitable!
Grandma Honghu said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "This tower guarding spirit probably sensed the aura of Tianhuangyuan Fulcrum on your body, so it didn't chase you and beat you."
Hearing this, Lin Zhao quickly collected the metal. A little more strict. Since he was defeated by her, it belongs to her!
After that, he successfully rose to the sixty-fourth floor. It was probably because the tower guarding spirit on the sixty-third floor had passed with him. This time, Lin Zhao defeated his opponent and had nothing left. Instead, he was injured all over.
Lin Zhao was a little discouraged, but thinking about it, it was not a loss for him to have that puppet.
Up to the 80th floor, Lin Zhao thought he could still fight.
Up to the 81st floor, Lin Zhao was a little stunned when he looked at the people sitting there.
"Would you rather ask to return?"
The young man in Xuanyi's silver hair is like snow, his purple pupils are shining brightly in the weak light, his long eyelashes are slightly drooped, his body is erect, his silver hair is fluttering, he is as beautiful as poetry and painting.
If the silver-white scimitar in the opponent's hand hadn't been pointed directly at him, Lin Zhao believed that he would still be willing to appreciate the stunning appearance of his old friend.
Although I know it is fake.
But even the fake ones are so beautiful, one can imagine Ningwen Gui’s appearance.
Lin Zhao raised his sword to block the opponent's attack and sighed.
Grandma said in surprise: "So you also know that those boys around you are good-looking!"
Lin Zhao sighed: "Master, I'm just not in the mood for love, I'm not blind."
Yes. She was still willing to appreciate beautiful things, but that was limited to appreciation.
Men will only affect the speed of her drawing the sword!
Lin Zhao stabbed the chest of the stunning beauty in front of him with his sword and watched as he shattered into streaks of light and condensed into a ball.
"Isn't this kid the person you love?" Yuanqiu asked angrily, and then the light around him bloomed: "Forget it, forget it, I lost the bet! You go up!"
Lin Zhao Unexpectedly, I saw Qu Shu on the 82nd floor.
Of course, this Qu Shu did not pose much of a threat to her.
Qu Shuning, who was simulated by the tower guardian spirit, asked Guidu and said that he simulated the strength and methods of the two people outside the tower.
Obviously Lin Zhao didn't feel much pressure when he beat them.
After the tower guardian spirit who transformed into Qu Shu was beaten into a ball, he asked angrily: "You are willing to beat such a beautiful face?! Are you a woman?!"
Lin Zhao was silent After a moment, "Sorry?"
Qu Shu's appearance is indeed different. Inferior to Ning Wengui, although the two of them are a little inferior to Su Bai, they are enough to be called stunning. Ning Wengui is like a delicate and fragile glass beauty, and Qu Shu is as cold and indifferent as an iceberg and clear lotus. These two You can pick any one of them and it will make most women feel sympathetic.
But Lin Zhao's threshold for beauty is too high. Qu Shuning asked Gui that she often saw such hard-to-find monsters like Su Bai and Su Ye's rare beauty.
This also leads to her appreciation.
But if she knows how to bend down for a beauty, it would be enough for her to look at herself in the mirror.
On the 83rd floor above, Lin Zhao was surprised to find that the other party did not imitate Su Bai, but turned into a six-tailed spirit fox, and fought with Lin Zhao for hundreds of people in a small space. After the round, Lin Zhao broke his neck with a hammer.
After Lin Zhao watched the corpse turn into pieces in front of him, he wiped his sweat, calculated that he had only reached the 83rd floor, slapped his forehead, and sat down on the ground.
“Girl, won’t you continue the beating?”
Lin Zhao stuffed a few pills to restore spiritual energy into her mouth. The beating made her eyes straighten, and she no longer had the ability to think independently. Ability: "Teacher, I have to take a break."
After the high-intensity fighting along the way and the high IQs of these three, Lin Zhao felt that he had to take a rest. "There are still more than ten floors away from the 100th floor, but the 83rd floor is also a level that is almost impossible to surpass in other continents. How about we stop here?" Grandma Honghu asked.
Lin Zhao sat up and said: "How can this be done?!"
Although she has a hard time, she must make it even harder for her opponent!
Grandma Honghu felt her thoughts and couldn't help but ask: "Did you use the wrong turning word?"
Lin Zhao: "..." Don't worry about these details. In short, if you help her up, she can still fight!
……
I don’t know how long it has been.
On the ninety-ninth floor of the Qiongyuan Tower, in the gray dust and mist, a ragged figure with a chicken coop on his head and a cane moved up little by little.
The body was bent like a shrimp, and he rested on the ground for a long time before he thought about image management, but he even used his spiritual energy sparingly. He pulled his hair twice, revealing a pair of dark eyes.
"Hasn't the opponent on this level appeared yet?" Lin Zhao looked around anxiously.
This somewhat embarrassed figure is naturally Lin Zhao who broke into the tower.
Thinking of the difficulty of fighting on those dozen levels, and then looking at this level, Lin Zhao could not help but be overwhelmed.
But she waited for a long time and did not wait for her opponent to appear. When she was about to step forward to explore carefully, a slender figure stood in front of her.
"You are no match for me. Just admit defeat here. You will only die if you go to a hundred floors."
Lin Zhao looked at the young man who appeared and said: "I fought here just to get to the 100th floor."
Is she stupid to give up when she is just one step away from success?
The young man looked at a dead person: "In that case, let me see how you choose to die!"
Lin Zhaoguang knew this from the aura of the other party. The war is impossible to win, for no other reason.
The opponent's spiritual energy rises all around and turns into spiritual currents. The spiritual currents rotate and slowly turn into spiritual energy whirlpools.
The spiritual energy vortex is the symbol of the fusion period. One spiritual energy vortex represents one hundred spiritual currents.
And the whirlpool of spiritual energy behind this young man...
Lin Zhao counted a few times and couldn't help but take a breath.
Seven whirlpools.
Seven hundred spiritual streams? !
Is she going to hit her on the head? Doesn't it mean that even a genius can only condense up to six vortexes during the fusion stage? !
In the previous 90 levels, she also met a monk in the fusion stage, but it was only a fusion stage with only an immature spiritual energy vortex, and she almost beat Lin Zhao to death.
Lin Zhao gave a bitter smile and held the Tianhuang Bone Sword tightly. Just when he was about to think of a countermeasure, Qing Yao on his shoulder suddenly opened his eyes, flapped his wings and stood in front of Lin Zhao.
His small body was blocking Lin Zhao's chest. Lin Zhao couldn't help but feel overflowing with motherly love. Although she knew that this little guy was useless, at this moment she couldn't help but said with relief: "Good boy , I’m not hurting you in vain.”
Hearing this, the young man looked at Qing Yao again, with a strange look on his face: “Is this the Qingluan cub?”
Lin Zhao was stunned for a moment.
“You go up.” The young man withdrew the spiritual energy vortex: “The old guy above has been waiting for him.”
Lin Zhao looked down at the chubby little Qingluan and almost couldn’t help but kiss him It bites.
(End of this chapter)