In the beginning, the first floor was lit up for an hour, but it was fine later, and it was only a few minutes before the level was cleared in an hour.

Everyone present was surprised.

Who would have believed that someone would be able to spend less time going up? !

"This guy!" Gu Chen smiled lightly as if he had expected it a long time ago.

In fact, he had long guessed that Lan Wancheng should have delayed time on the first floor, but he never thought that he would act aggressively in this way.

The easy ones take the longest, and the hardest take the shortest!

inside the tower.

The guardian on the fifth floor kept lying on the ground vomiting blood, and muttered to himself that it was impossible.

"This old man has practiced here for a hundred years! A hundred years! How could it be possible for you, a brat, to break my mirror image technique in ten minutes!" the white-haired old man roared angrily.

Lan Wancheng is only in his twenties, and the people in this tower are all old monsters from the Eighteen Villages in Southern Xinjiang, each of them is over a hundred years old, maybe he is only a fraction of his age.

"You are also very strong. If you practice hard for another 30 years, don't do any fancy mirror images! There is still a chance to catch up with me!"

He walked upstairs without looking back.

It almost didn't make the old man downstairs vomit blood angrily. Damn, he was more than a hundred years old, but he was despised by a junior in his twenties.

I have practiced spells all my life, but I was dealt with by others in one move. It took me ten minutes and nine minutes to chat with him again, saying that it was to take care of his face.

The pain in my heart!

But should I say it or not, Lan Wancheng has been with Gu Chen for so long, and he has learned something more or less, but not much!

I didn't learn anything else, but I learned a few tricks to taunt the opponent, but if you are not strong enough to taunt the opponent, it is easy to get beaten.

So whenever Lan Wancheng was beaten up on the road, it didn't feel strange at all.

Walking up to the sixth floor, the lights suddenly went dark.

The stairs under my feet seemed to disappear for a moment, and the last step up to the fifth floor was not connected to floors, but to endless darkness.

He hesitated for three seconds, and finally walked upstairs.

When he got to the sixth floor, it didn't feel like he was in the tower, although he knew that the person must have not disappeared in the tower, but everything in front of him didn't feel like he was in the tower.

"Go six, Lianhuo!"

With a wave of his right hand, several clusters of flames flew towards the endless darkness.

As a result, those clusters of flames flew far, far in the air, disappearing into the distance at any time, as if there was no end to it.

This space is very large, definitely not the space in the tower, this floor is at most 200 square meters, and his two fires can fly from one side to the other wall in five seconds.

But the fire disappeared without a trace from near to far!

And it belongs to the kind that doesn't hit the edge of the tower at all. It's more like you put a balloon in the sky. The balloon doesn't stop when it hits the edge, but it floats to a farther place. .

This kind of interior world is a bit like a warlock!

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