Swallowing the Starry Sky Starts with a Sword

Chapter 119 The Seventh Trial Tower

call.

Another figure appeared in the square, obviously also a genius eliminated by the trial space.

"The sixth trial tower is so scary."

This green-haired young man with mysterious patterns on his face was still recalling the terrifying scene of countless blood-haired mammoths charging when he was eliminated.

"what?"

He looked up into the sky and saw broadcast screens suspended in the air, through which he could see some of the higher-ranked geniuses making their way through levels.

However, the largest screen did not show any fighting scenes, but an endless sea of ​​insects and countless extremely agitated Zerg warriors.

"what's the situation?"

"The people inside were eliminated?"

He subconsciously looked at the screen, which read 'Ning - Sixth Trial Tower, Seventh Floor.'

rather?
"Ning, Ning has been in there for almost ten days!"

A young man in red armor murmured to the side, "Even a sea of ​​millions of insects can't kill him!"

You know, when Borlan passed this level, his killing speed was almost the same as the breeding speed of the Zerg mother nest, so at most he would face the siege of tens of thousands of Zerg at the same time.

Millions of Zergs are besieging the city. Even if the God of Death, Boran, were to defend it, he might not be able to do so.

Originally, based on Ning's performance when he first entered the last level of the Sixth Trial Tower, everyone felt that there was already a huge gap between him and Bolan.

Unexpectedly. Looking at Ning's current appearance, he has basically entered the Seventh Trial Tower. Even if he fails on the first level of the Seventh Trial Tower, he will not be much different from Bolan.

Bolan, who killed with great speed, broke through the sea of ​​insects.

Ning’s swordsmanship is incredibly resilient, and he can hold out for ten days despite being besieged by millions of insects.

Although they are good at different things, they are both people of the same level.

".Time is up!"

Suddenly someone shouted excitedly, and almost everyone in the square focused their eyes on the largest screen.

In the distance, the God of Death, Boran, who was eliminated from the trial space, had a stern expression on his face. He was carrying the blood sword on his back and watching Ning's breakthrough scene.

The sea of ​​insects that lasted for ten days suddenly dissipated and the scene on the screen changed.

A familiar figure appeared on the first floor of the Seventh Trial Tower. He was holding a dark purple lightning blade and looked a little tired. It was Ning.

Millions of Zergs are besieging them, and each Zerg is extremely powerful.

After persisting in this extreme environment for ten days, even with his marquis-level swordsmanship, even with Zhou Ning's incredible willpower and soul essence, he still felt a little tired.

And in this case.

At the edge of the land in the distance, huge and terrifying blood-haired mammoths suddenly appeared. Without any pause, they charged forward with murderous intent and trampled on Zhou Ning.

The earth trembles!

Zhou Ning concentrated his mind, his eyes were stern, and he also rushed towards the herd of blood-haired mammoths. The moment he was about to make contact, his movement speed increased dramatically, and dozens of afterimages appeared in the herd.

laugh!
Clang!
"What a strong strength."

Fighting with the mammoths in the seventh trial tower, the blood-haired mammoth's trampling and striking power was strengthened much more, all of which contained extremely deep power of laws.

Each one of them is not much worse than Rong Jun during the Qianwu Universe National Selection War.

The beasts coming from all directions were like a siege by peerless monsters, and the pressure was too strong.

Even Zhou Ning found it difficult to kill a blood-haired mammoth with one sword while dodging attacks. In most cases, just as he left a sword mark on the mammoth, several other mammoths forced him to other places.

Moreover, facing such formidable opponents, he had to exert his full strength in every strike and every dodge, and the battle was too exhausting.

puff!

Seizing the rare opportunity, a bright and dazzling knife light swept into the mammoth's neck, and the pure and condensed energy destroyed the vitality of the blood-haired mammoth.

This was the thirty-seventh blood-haired mammoth killed by Zhou Ning, and he had been fighting in the herd for more than ten minutes.

Every second, he would consume a large amount of genetic energy, even though Zhou Ning's swordsmanship had saved the energy to the extreme.

But faced with countless mammoth monsters that are comparable to the top 100 in the overall ranking, no matter how frugal you are, you won’t be able to save much.

"The genetic energy in the body has been consumed by more than 5%."

Although it only consumed 5%, Zhou Ning already had a premonition that he would definitely fail at this level.

There are no miracles.

The fact that he could get to this point was itself the result of countless miracles. All his potential had been revealed, all his cards had been played, and there was no way out.

"Ning, the invincible Ning!"

"Ning and Bolan. Are their strengths already so terrifying? Only the two of them can make it to the seventh trial tower. Any other peerless geniuses will be eliminated at the first level of the sixth trial tower."

"Ning's understanding of the laws is not even as good as mine. Can one be so strong after reaching the extreme of the secret path?"

Countless geniuses below were watching Ning's battle scene. That figure shuttled through the beasts, leaving behind a large number of afterimages. Every trajectory of the sword was perfect and mysterious, and the power of the battle between the two sides was ridiculously strong.

Even though one blood-haired mammoth after another died, Ning still did not feel at any disadvantage. He even looked more stable and calm than the god of death, Borlan, when he was passing through the levels.

".Alas, Ning has no chance."

"Yes, there is no chance of getting through."

"It's already amazing enough to make it to the seventh trial tower. Why should I feel regretful?"

The powerful immortals of the One Thousand and Eight Universe Countries saw Zhou Ning’s predicament from the battle scenes on the screen.

The original energy is not enough.

Each of them has a long experience and a terrifyingly sharp vision. Those geniuses are still immersed in Ning's stable and calm appearance, but they can see the great consumption from Ning's swordsmanship and movement at this moment.

"It is impossible for him to make mistakes in his sword skills and body movements. His performance is too stable. Based on his killing efficiency, I can even deduce that after killing more than 1,500 blood-haired mammoths, his genetic energy will be exhausted."

A bearded immortal in green armor said calmly.

Several immortals nearby also expressed their agreement.

Except for a very few special races, most other human races are similar in terms of physical fitness and other aspects.

The genetic energy of the ninth level of stars is basically around the same level.

In this regard, there is not much difference between a peerless monster like the God of Death Borlan and the most ordinary and common ninth-level star-level slaves.

"Look, I've already told you that Ning will definitely be in decline later on."

Kun Tu Hou finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Death God Bolan relies on the heaven-defying laws of space. Even though he has created thousands of space phantoms, they are all ingenious use of the laws."

"In fact, the energy he consumes when fighting is much less than that of Ning, who has used his sword skills and body skills to the extreme."

An immortal nearby glanced at Kun Tuhou and asked, "Decline?"

"Ning has already made it to the seventh trial tower, but he's still losing ground?"

“Hahaha, it would be great if the first place in every genius competition could make it to the seventh trial tower.”

(End of this chapter)