The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 232 Seventh Floor

Regardless of how good Lu Nanfeng was to her, even because of her past with Ye Chuxue, she shouldn't have attacked Lu Nanfeng.

But Ye Chuxue not only killed Lu Nanfeng, but even wanted to kill him as well?
There was an inextricable gloom in Bai Yang's eyes, and his bones creaked from clenching.

Today he finally saw through Ye Chuxue's true hypocritical face.

What Master said is true. He was just blinded in the past.

Whenever Bai Yang thought about the wrong things he had done for Ye Chuxue, he felt more and more regretful.

The master has become alienated from him, and now he must find a way to make amends.

Bai Yang sent several communication talismans to Song Wanning in succession, and then began to inquire about the whereabouts of Ye Chuxue and Gu Qingyuan.

He wants to avenge Lu Nanfeng and will never let that woman Ye Chuxue go!

……

Time passed quickly, and after two days and nights, Song Wanning had completed the sixth level of the trial.

The trial tower was connected to each other, and now she could combine the formation with swordsmanship for more than ten breaths, and her combat power soared.

It is equivalent to ten gods attacking at the same time within ten breaths. The combat power is so strong that ordinary gods cannot resist it.

In addition, I have learned some other tactics, but they still need time to be refined.

Now that the sixth level of the trial has been passed, the reward appeared in front of her again. Song Wanning reached out to take it and found that it was a strange stone that looked unremarkable.

She took the stone and looked at it, and saw a line of words automatically appear on it.

"Extradition Stone?"

This……

Isn’t this the legendary stone that can take you to the underworld and across the River Lethe?
It actually appears here.

The entrance to the underworld was closed as early as the ancient war, and it has not been discovered for countless thousands of years. Since then, there have been no ghost cultivators in the world.

But everyone knows that the underworld still exists because mortals can still reincarnate.

Although the way of heaven is unfair, it also maintains a delicate balance. Ordinary people cannot practice cultivation, but they can be reincarnated and perhaps develop spiritual roots in the next life.

Another possibility is that his obsession during his lifetime was too strong and he was unwilling to reincarnate, so he continued to practice and became a ghost cultivator.

Although monks can practice, once they die, they will disappear completely and there will be no possibility of reincarnation.

Only when one becomes an immortal or a god can one talk about reincarnation and suffering.

This extradition stone may never be used.

Song Wanning took a quick look and put it away. At the same time, a door flashing red light appeared, emitting a strong temptation, attracting her to go forward.

"Sister, we are about to go to the last floor. I wonder if there will be Xirang as a reward?"

The golden sword jumped and thought very optimistically.

Ever since the master gradually reduced the luck of Ye Chuxue and others, things have gone smoothly.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to encounter this kind of trial tower.

"Not too possible."

Song Wanning replied coldly.

She was not as optimistic as the Golden Sword. On the contrary, she always felt that the appearance of this place was very abnormal.

Nor would she think that Heaven had discovered her excellence and changed its mind.

But looking at the door, she still walked in.

The door was pushed open and she came into a study.

There are portraits everywhere, scattered randomly on the ground.

The breeze brought by her opening the door blew up a portrait and floated it towards Song Wanning's face.

Her expression froze as she reached out and grabbed it in her hand. After just one look, her face darkened.

It really is haunting!

"Why is it her?"

The golden sword cried out immediately when it saw the portrait.

"Why is Ye Chuxue here again? Why is she always haunting us?" Ye Chuxue was obviously not here and they had nothing to do with her.

But who else could the person in the portrait be but Ye Chuxue?

Looking more closely, Ye Chuxue appeared in those portraits in various postures and clothes, sitting, lying, tending flowers and plants...

If it weren't for the fact that this was the Trial Tower, Song Wanning would probably have thought she had entered the study of a secret admirer.

what is the problem?

She frowned and was wondering when a stream of spiritual energy suddenly fell and a shadow appeared.

He was a stern-looking man, with a temperament as ethereal and indifferent as a banished immortal.

But at this moment, his eyes were quite aggressive, staring at the golden sword.

"Do you know the person in the painting?"

The tone was cold and questioning, like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, causing spiritual energy to surge everywhere in an instant.

A strong murderous aura attacked Song Wanning, without concealing the other party's malice.

Song Wanning's eyes darkened, and all the pressure in her body was released, pushing it back directly.

Comparing murderous intent?
She is not afraid of anyone.

The turbulent spiritual energy calmed down in an instant. The man's face darkened and he looked at Song Wanning.

Song Wanning was not afraid either, and looked back calmly.

She had experienced this kind of situation several times and was used to it.

However, this time, Ye Chuxue was not there, and this situation still happened, which was really beyond her expectations.

"Oh, you have some courage."

The man snorted coldly and retracted his aura, as if he realized that Song Wanning was not easy to deal with.

He waved his hand casually, and a portrait appeared in his hand.

The moment he saw the portrait, his eyes immediately became gentle as water, full of admiration.

"The portrait is of my late wife. What did you say her name was?"

When he raised his head again, the man's eyes became much deeper.

Song Wanning: "..."

"Why, don't speak?"

The man's demeanor changed again, and he looked like he was about to explode.

In just a few breaths, his expression changed as if he had a split personality.

Song Wanning still didn't say anything. It was obvious that this person was the remnant soul of a cultivator from ancient times, and the deceased wife he mentioned looked very similar to Ye Chuxue.

But if you look closely, there are slight differences between their eyes.

Ye Chuxue has always presented herself as kind and tough, with a much sharper look between her eyebrows.

But the person in the portrait had an extremely gentle expression, like a fresh jasmine flower, white and soft.

The clear eyes and brows seem to cleanse the filth from the human soul.

This definitely couldn't be Ye Chuxue.

"Haha, it seems you guys are not willing to accept my toast, so don't blame me for not reminding you."

The man suddenly smiled cruelly, "No outsiders are allowed to enter the seventh floor of the Trial Tower. We will use our power to wipe them out."

"If you hadn't called out the name to the portrait, it would have been completely destroyed by now!"

He missed his deceased wife so much that he showed up at this moment.

But judging from the looks of the two, they clearly didn't want to talk any more. If that was the case, then they might as well just die.

As soon as the man finished speaking, he actually disappeared.

He came suddenly and left decisively, without further questioning.

Song Wanning understood something instantly and her expression became even uglier.

This must be a chance for Ye Chuxue. The seventh floor, which was originally forbidden to outsiders, was opened because she looked like that man's deceased wife...