The demon son Mosu stood up and walked towards Mo Dingtian, the leader of the demon clan.

However, Mo Su saw that the people around him and the disciples of the demon clan looked at him so strangely?

But Mo Su was relieved immediately.

He has now broken through the tenth floor of the Demon Tower and became the second person after his ancestor's ancient demon king!

It is normal for everyone to look at him with weird eyes.

"Class leader." When he came to the demon clan leader Mo Dingtian, Mo Su bowed.

Mo Dingtian looked at Mo Su with a smug smile, forced a smile, nodded and said, "You are doing well!"

Logically speaking, Mo Su broke through the tenth floor of the Demon Tower and was incredible. Mo Dingtian should have laughed loudly, but at this time, Mo Dingtian couldn't laugh out loud.

Mo Su originally thought that the clan leader would praise him greatly, but he didn't expect that the clan leader would just say that you are doing well now?

What's going on?

Mosu was confused.

At this time, he found that Mo Dingtian was looking at the Demon Tower behind him intentionally or unintentionally.

Mo Su couldn't help but turn around and looked at Mo Dingtian's eyes. Mo Su's eyes raised. Suddenly, his whole body was frozen there, unable to believe it, and looked at the twelfth floor of the Demon Tower emitting nine-colored light in shock.

The twelfth floor! It's bright!

Someone actually broke to the twelfth floor!

No! How is it possible!

impossible!

Mo Su's mind was muddy and buzzed.

Some people actually have higher talent than him!

When he entered the Demon Tower, no one was inside the Demon Tower. In other words, the other party broke into the Demon Tower after he broke into the Demon Tower!

But now, I have reached the twelfth floor!

"Who is he?!" Mo Su stared at the demon elder Mo Shirong, who was standing beside him with blood red eyes, and asked word by word.

Magic Shirong is the elder responsible for registration for the Demon Tower.

Magic Shirong sensed the terrifying murderous intent of Mo Su. His mind trembled and he said tightly: "Report to the Demon Son, my subordinates don't know."

Although there were only five or six hundred disciples who signed up with Mo Su and entered the Demon Tower at the same time, in addition to failing to pass the level, many of them are still in the Demon Tower. Therefore, Mo Shirong could not be sure who was rushing to the twelfth floor now.

Mo Su's eyes were cold: "Check it out for me, no matter how you use it, find out who he is!"

Magic Shirong can only be.

At this time, Mo Zhenru, the Supreme Elder of the Demon Clan, stepped forward and asked Mo Dingtian carefully: "Class leader, should we continue the banquet celebration?"

Previously, Mo Dingtian asked the disciples of the demon clan to set up the headquarters of the demon clan. He planned to invite the major clan leaders and heads of the family to celebrate together as soon as the demon son Mo Su came out.

But now!

"Let's put it aside first." Mo Dingtian's face was not very good-looking, and he said in a deep voice.

Mo Zhenru respectfully should be.

No one of the disciples, elders, and Supreme Elders made any noises around him.

At this time, the strong men around him took their eyes off Mo Su and looked at the twelfth floor of the Demon Tower again. He was talking nonsense and speculating.

Just as everyone was guessing Huang Xiaolong's identity, Huang Xiaolong, who was sitting cross-legged under the Demon Tower on the twelfth floor, suddenly shook his whole body, and a series of strange colors rushed out, and a vast divine power swept across the vast galaxy space around.

Huang Xiaolong was delighted.

God-level seventh level!

He finally broke through the obstacle of the late peak of the sixth level of the god level and reached the seventh level of the god level!

However, Huang Xiaolong still kept his mind tightly and devoured the dark energy gushing out of the giant tower with all his strength.

After breaking through the seventh level of the god level, his devouring speed was several times faster.

The dark energy of the giant tower continued to flow into his body.

Another two months have passed.

Suddenly, the light of the giant tower that had been constantly gushing out of dark energy shook and flew out of the air. Then, all the magic words on the giant tower were constantly flying out, condensed into black light, and kept drilling into Huang Xiaolong's eyebrows and imprinting into Huang Xiaolong's soul.

When all the magic characters on the Giant Tower flew into Huang Xiaolong's eyebrows, the giant tower flashed and disappeared through the sky.

After those magical characters rushed into Huang Xiaolong's soul sea, Huang Xiaolong felt his mind swelling and the pain was about to break.

It lasted for three days before it calmed down.

"Is this the Heavenly Creation Art?" Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but be surprised.

Before the giant tower disappeared, all the magic characters on the tower were actually a technique called Kaitian Jue!

Although Huang Xiaolong could not judge the level of the Kaitian Art technique, he could guess it. It was definitely a supreme technique and the level was definitely not low.

"As long as you practice this Tian Kaijue to the twelfth level, you can collect this demon tower?" Huang Xiaolong said to himself.

According to my mind, as long as I practice the Kaitian Art to the twelfth level, I can collect this demon tower.

Then, Huang Xiaolong smiled bitterly.

How many years will it take to practice this Kaitian Art to the twelfth level?

At least it was not something that happened in the past few hundred years. By then, he should have ascended to the divine realm.

However, the mystery of the Creation Art was difficult to understand. Huang Xiaolong studied it for a while, but still found nothing. He stood up, glanced at it, and then flew towards the end of the galaxy.

He has been in the Demon Tower for nine years now.

After counting the time, there are three or four months left to the Alchemy Masters League Competition, and he has to get out of the tower first.

Soon, Huang Xiaolong saw an exit at the end of the galaxy.

Huang Xiaolong flashed and flew out from the exit. After a thrust of light in front of him, Huang Xiaolong looked around and couldn't help but be stunned. What's going on? He is now in a confused sea!

Isn't the Demon Tower in the Demon City?

Why did you come out of the twelfth floor and not in the Devil's City?

Huang Xiaolong was surprised.

After a while, Huang Xiaolong smiled bitterly. I don’t know which interface this vast ocean is located in. Now, the most important thing is to determine where he is.

Huang Xiaolong calmed down, identified the direction, broke through the air, and soon left the sea.

At this time, the surrounding area of ​​Demon Tower Square was also in full swing.

As soon as Huang Xiaolong came out of the twelfth floor, the twelfth floor tower body became dim.

However, the strong men from all sides waited for a long time, but still no one came out of the twelfth floor.

"What's going on? Why no one came out?"

"Is this person dead on the twelfth floor?"

Everyone was talking.

The demon son Mo Su, who originally planned to wait for the other party to come out and compete with the other party, was also stunned.

No one came out, but the twelfth floor became dim again. Is the other party really dead in the twelfth floor?

Each floor of the Demon Tower is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you may die.

Mo Dingtian also frowned.

"Class leader, this, the other party is really dead in the twelfth floor of the Demon Tower?" The Supreme Elder Mo Zhenru also said suspiciously.

Mo Dingtian's eyes flashed: "Wait a minute."

However, three more days have passed and there is still no movement.

More and more powerful people shook their heads and left.
Chapter completed!