Under the Blood

Yun Weihua pondered for a moment and said, "That is to say, if I can challenge the eighth layer, I will have similar abilities to Xu Bo, and I will naturally be able to help Xiao Ni regain her body." "

Anji nodded and continued: "The other is a monster, this Xianggong may be more familiar with ......

."

The surrounding landscape cracked apart, the fragments scattered, and the two returned to another world.

A new exhibition hall was opened on the third floor of the building, which contained many specimens of monsters, and these were all seen by Yun Weihua.

The E-class area has slimes, filth-eating pugs, and the unipod summoned by Xu Yiming.

They are motionless and their eyes are dull, but all the details of their bodies have been preserved, and they have retained their original color.

If you don't look closely, you'll think they're living creatures.

The woman commented: "It's a bunch of miscellaneous, equivalent to the monsters on the first floor of the Demon Suppression Tower. "

However, in the D-class exhibition area, the painting style changed abruptly, and I saw the flesh puppet with its bloody mouth open, and the bear warrior waving its claws.

The scorpion that makes yellow sand in the cat house is also in this area, although it is not as large as the first two, but it is better to move freely, and it is even more unpredictable after rolling up the dust.

"They are equivalent to the monsters on the second to fourth floors of the Demon Suppression Tower. The woman laughed.

Yun Weihua wondered, this E-class monster looked harmless to humans and animals, but how could a D-class one suddenly become extremely vicious?

Needless to say, ordinary people, and disciples like them on the West Bank who are not careful, will also be killed.

Anji noticed what Yun Weihua was thinking, and laughed, "Of course there is no problem with the level division!".

When I came back to my senses, I found that I had entered the booth, and the area I was in was E-level, standing side by side with the slime, "Because Xianggong is also in this level, hahahaha......

".

Laughing breathlessly, Anji slowed down and continued:

"It's not that E-class monsters don't have attack power, this pug can bite Xianggong to death if he goes berserk, it's just that he obeys the orders of the slave family and won't attack you. "

Angie wants to humiliate him in order to avenge the slap in the face.

Who knew that Yun Weihua calmly stepped out of the fence, and there was no trace of waves in his eyes.

This state is diametrically opposed to the fury when Xiao Ni was ridiculed just now, it seems that Yun Weihua doesn't particularly care about the contempt and insult he has received.

Anji saw that he liked it, and smiled without saying a word. After a while, she said: "Okay, the slave family judges the hero by the result, Xianggong did kill the D-class monster, and it can be classified as D-class, but it is at the lowest level." "

Yun Weihua smiled comfortably and said, "Then it's better to call me an E-level king." "

He wanted to ease the atmosphere, but Anji ignored him and said to himself: "This scorpion is the lowest level, and the comparison is the second layer of the Demon Suppression Tower." "

"Understood. Yun Weihua responded.

The C-level and B-level exhibition areas were empty, and the reason was that Yun Weihua had never encountered monsters of this level.

"Level C corresponds to the fifth to sixth floors of the Demon Suppression Tower, and Level B corresponds to the seventh to eighth floor. "

And Xu Bo stopped at the eighth floor, indicating that the man has the strength of a B-level monster, which is an existence that spans two levels for Yun Weihua.

The

difficulty of the task of helping Xiao Ni regain her body can be seen.

The two crossed the threshold and came to the depths of the exhibition hall, only to see that the broken arm of Nyvon Moore was located in the A-level area, which made Yun Weihua feel inexplicably sad.

Part of the A-class monster melted into his body, but he needed to save up bullets to barely kill the D-class monster.

"Equivalent to the ninth to twelfth floors of the Demon Suppression Tower, if the A-level monster elders want to kill them, they may pay the price with their lives. "

Turning around, the S-class exhibition hall was empty, but the darkness brought unprecedented pressure, and Yun Weihua couldn't help but gasp.

"S-level, thirteenth to eighteenth floors of the Demon Suppression Tower. "

At the end of the exhibition hall, there was a ghostly light portal, and Yun Weihua reached out to touch it, and his body could pass through it.

"Xianggong, this door leads to the interior of the Demon Suppression Tower, and Xianggong can challenge it at any time. "

Yun Weihua's eyes lit up, "At any time?"

Anji's fingers lightly scratched Yun Weihua's cheek, "Exactly, Xianggong can go three times a day if he wants." "

You must know that disciples on the West Bank need permission from the elders to challenge the Demon Suppression Tower, and they can only go once a year.

And at this moment, the portal is in front of him, and Yun Weihua can enter at will.

After being silent for a long time, Yun Weihua asked, "Good girl, what's the point of spending your energy on materials like mine?"

"Don't get me wrong, the slave family is not for cultivating talents, the slave family just wants to have some fun. "

With that, Anji blew a puff of smoke into the portal, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves came from inside.

Yun Weihua hugged his fists and said: "Good girl, there is something to do tonight, when the matter is dealt with, I will go in." "

"Okay, how Xiang Gong wants to live is Xiang Gong's freedom, and the slave family has no intention of persecuting Xiang Gong. "

Yun Weihua's heart was warm, and tears were about to flow out. He adjusted his mood and said with a firm gaze

"No, I'm going to hit at least eight floors. "

......

Tom led the way, and he retrieved the location information of the owner's mobile phone, so he could naturally know the location of the pure club.

After leaving the small town of Gray, the surroundings gradually became deserted, and after walking for about two kilometers, the ground was barren, and the two men and a cat walked on the gravel, making a rustling sound.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept by, flying sand and rocks, choking Myles and coughing.

"Ahem, little Ferguson, how far is it?".

"It's coming, it's coming. "

And that's what the cat said when she left Gray Town.

The president shouted, "You stinky cat full of lies!"

When the wind stopped, it was suffocating quiet, but fortunately, the bright moon was in the sky, and it was like day in the open area, Yun Weihua looked far away and found the small dilapidated house in the mouth of Myles.

"Found it. His voice was unusually low.

Seeing their target, they quickened their pace, and in a blink of an eye, they came to the cabin.

The door was open, and inside was an old man. He was wearing a small felt hat and carrying his hands behind his back, and when he saw Myles, he nodded in acknowledgement, and his eyes turned to Yun Weihua, and he suddenly became alert.

"Please show your voucher. He asked in lighthouse language.

Yun Weihua took out the golden card, and the elder took out a handheld device from his cuff to confirm the information of the card.

The old man said: "The original owner is Mr. Terry, do you want to modify the cardholder's information?" "

Yun Weihua waved his hand, "No, I'll come once." "

The janitor then scans Myles' card, but the president's clothes are still in the underground club.

The old man was meticulous, and used the walkie-talkie to confirm with the front desk, and when he learned that this was indeed the case, he opened the secret door to the underground.