Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 135
In the middle of the mountain, there is a vast underground space. In many places, due to various temptations, fierce battles are breaking out.

The battle was very fierce, and people died every moment, every moment, and the blood energy that soared to the sky was generated and permeated the mountainside.

Over the labyrinth, Shenbing Pavilion, Lingdan Pavilion and other places, on the top of the mountainside, there is a looming huge phantom laughing silently.

"Ah, a lot of blood, what a wonderful smell, really intoxicating, but this is not enough, not enough, the fighting is not intense enough."

The phantom's big mouth opened and closed silently, speaking in an inexplicable language, if translated, this is what it means.

"Kill, kill, fight fiercely, contribute more blood to me, let me absorb enough at once."

The figure of phantom is at a very high place, and the figure is illusory, no one sees it at all. The warriors below are fighting for some weapons, cheats or money. They will never think that they are just tools for others to collect blood.

On the second floor of the Shenbing Pavilion, the fight lasted for nearly two quarters of an hour, and finally came to fruition. About thirty treasure-level weapons had already been assigned.

Participating in the fight to compete for the divine weapon, more than two hundred warriors in their early years died after a big battle, and the rest were all wounded.

After the fight is over, those who got the magic weapon are naturally satisfied, and their expressions are full of excitement; those who got nothing but were seriously injured can be said to lose their wives and lose their soldiers; as for those warriors who died, there is no need to take their lives felt it.

"Hey, there is a staircase there. Doesn't it mean that there are three floors to the Shenbing Pavilion?"

"You only found out now. I have already discovered the existence of the ladder, and I also know that there are three floors in the Shenbing Pavilion. However, with our ability, we don't even want to fight for the third floor."

"Iron Fist Wei Tao, Iron Judge Chen Chengfeng, and Fang Qingming are not on the second floor. They clearly went to the third floor. With them there, the magic soldiers on the third floor don't have our share at all."

"It's true. There may be more powerful magic weapons hidden in the third floor, but the number will be smaller. It would be good to divide up with a few first-class masters."

"Even if we don't fight, we can still go and experience it. There are such good weapons on the second floor, and the weapons on the third floor must be even better."

……

At present, all warriors are willing to fight for the magic weapon, but it does not mean that they will lose their heads and want the magic weapon to die.

For the second-rate and third-rate fighters, the first-rate fighters are not powerful enough for them to match. If they dare to compete with Wei Tao, Chen Chengfeng and Fang Qingming in the past, there is only one word of death in the end.

Although they are aware of the gap between the two sides, it is unrealistic to let everyone not think about the magic weapon on the third floor at all. Therefore, after some muttering, everyone agreed to go and see it.

The weapons on the second floor have reached the level of treasures. The warriors automatically imagined the level of the magic weapons on the third floor, and felt that they must be real magic weapons.

"Yes, we can go and see it, let's go, let's go up."

"Go up, go up, let's go up together."

"We can't get it, why can't we see it?"

……

One person's proposal was approved by everyone, and it was a real response. With strong curiosity, everyone climbed up the stairs to the third floor together.

With a kind of anticipation, everyone's attention was focused on the third floor. No one noticed that a person came up from the first floor, quietly followed the team at the end, and went up to the third floor together.

The overall space of the third floor may not be smaller than that of the first and second floors, but the layout is completely different from that of the first and second floors.

The third floor is divided into small rooms. There are a total of several rooms. People who haven’t counted them don’t know, but no one notices. Zhao Ji who came upstairs had a flash of eyes, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A group of warriors went upstairs, split into several rooms, Zhao Ji also randomly found a room to enter, at this time, Dai Buzhou came up.

"Brother Zhao, what were you doing when everyone was grabbing weapons on the second floor, did you participate?"

Dai Buzhou asked curiously, turned his eyes and saw the long sword hanging on his waist, and asked in amazement: "This is the sword you got, it's strange, I haven't seen you fight with anyone before." .”

On the second floor, all warriors fought for [-] weapons, Dai Buzhou didn't participate, he just watched from the sidelines, but he didn't see Zhao Ji fighting with others at all.

"Hehe, I was lucky, I was the first to go up to the second floor, and I took a sword at random, and it didn't take too much effort."

With a slight smile, Zhao Ji covered up.

"Oh, so, your luck is really good, let's go in and see what's so special about these three floors."

Dai Buzhou responded casually, without any intention of going into details.

While breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, Zhao Ji entered the room. It can be seen that the room is empty, except for a big stone in the middle, with a knife stuck in the stone.

When Zhao Ji, Dai Buzhou and others rushed in, they saw a giant man reaching out to pull out the precious sword from the boulder, facing the soft light coming in from the window, the streamer on the blade gleamed.

There is no need to make any gestures at all, just hold it in your hand and let the treasured knife emit light spontaneously, and you can feel the sharpness of the knife and the deep cold air blowing towards your face.

"Good sword! Precious sword! Divine sword!"

The first time he saw the sword, Dai Buzhou's eyes were attracted by the sword, and there was a twinkle in his eyes. After carefully looking at it for a while, he exclaimed in admiration.

Dai Buzhou is well-informed, he may not have a high-grade magical weapon in his hand, but if he does encounter a good weapon, it is not a problem to recognize it.

Not only did Dai Buzhou praise it, but many warriors who came in together all saw that the saber in the giant man's hand was a treasured saber, and they all made exclamations.

Comparing the weapons they harvested with this treasured sword, all the warriors couldn't help feeling a little unbalanced in their hearts, and looked at the giant man with envy and hatred.

"Hahaha, it is indeed a precious sword. With this sword, the world can go anywhere."

The admiration and envious gazes of the crowd greatly satisfied the giant man's vanity, and he was in a great mood after having harvested the precious sword. He couldn't help laughing out loud, and gestured twice with the sword in his hand.

He just gesticulated twice with the treasured sword in his hand, and made two gestures. Immediately, a sturdy aura emanated from the giant man's body, with the tendency to overwhelm all directions.

While gesturing triumphantly with the treasured sword in his hand, the giant man walked out, ignoring the onlookers on both sides, as if an international superstar was walking on the Oscars red carpet.

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Chapter 3 delivered.

(End of this chapter)