Boom!

A crackling explosion, five thunders instantly condensed, and the lightning flashed, carrying the power of heaven towards the ancestor Taixuan!

Boom boom boom boom!

Roars continued to sound, and as the sky thunder blew down, the ancestor Taixuan retreated one after another, and his figure was quite embarrassed.

Finally, the thunder had just disappeared that day.

"Slay the sky!"

Ning Fan drew his sword and used another martial arts technique. A sword light tear apart the space and slashed hard at the head of the ancestor Taixuan!

Bang!

With a collision, the ancestor Taixuan was immediately cut off ten feet, and his qi and blood were surging...

Before the figure stood firm, he heard a whoosh and Ning Fan flashed near like a floating shadow.

The Lingxiao Sword in his hand was placed on the neck of the ancestor Taixuan.

"Old ancestor, it's easy to leave!"

Puff!

A sword light flashed and the old head fell down!

"The ninth level is successfully passed!"

"Open the last layer!"

As the grand voice sounded again, Ning Fan's figure disappeared directly on the ninth floor.

And just now Ning Fan was teleported away.

The remnant soul of the Taixuan Ancestor who had fallen on his head recovered in an instant.

At this moment, his eyes disappeared from the slightly dull and mechanical gaze just now, and replaced by a deep and distant old look.

"I didn't expect that someone in Taixuan Holy Land surpassed me again. It's a joyful congratulations!"

"But it's easy to pass through me, but it's difficult to pass the last layer!"

The ancestor Taixuan sighed that as the creator of this tower, he knew very well what the test on the tenth level was.

No one can...

"Congratulations to the passer-by Wuming for successfully passing the tenth floor of the Tianjiao Tower!"

Suddenly, just as the remnant soul of the Taixuan Ancestor was feeling this, a huge sound suddenly sounded in the tower.

"Damn!"

The ancestor Taixuan was stunned immediately!

Followed.

clang!

clang!

clang!

...
Chapter completed!