Most of the gods now leave their names on it.

The lowest is just past forty, the highest is ninety-two...

Many true gods have tried several times, the most common being a proud disciple, who has tried almost a dozen times, but the best score is no less than 65.

Ultimately, this Hormen disciple gave up and just watched others break through the record and sigh.

When Luo Zheng took the sword and stepped out, the Oriental ghost also came out.

Swordsman watched the Oriental ghost come out, his face suddenly heaved.

Though it is not forbidden for several true gods to climb in front of the blue stone tablet at the same time.

But this Oriental ghost, as the leader of the Haut-Men Alliance in the land of battle, has persisted.

Now that Luo Zheng is ready, the Oriental ghost will gather up, and inevitably the sword will be alert.

“Oriental ghost, if you want to leave a name on this tablet, you can wait until Brother Luo Zheng has engraved it, there is no need to go up together,” Sword Zheng stepped forward, staring at Oriental ghost said, his words are not polite at all.

“Why do I, Oriental Ghost, have to fall behind?” The Oriental ghost laughed.

His intolerable journey does not mean that he is afraid of the sword.

“Since you don't want to fall, you can go first," Sword reached out and made a request, then blinked Rosen.

Of course Luo Zheng knows what Jianxian means.

The Oriental ghost waited long before he came, and now, to say that he had no plot, no one believed him.

Oriental ghosts naturally don't like it anymore. He smiles. "It's my freedom to go up and down first. Why should I listen to you? ”

Listen to this, he's going to rely on Loren.

Jianxian had intended to continue to speak with gratitude. I didn't expect Luo Zheng to wave his hands gently. “Brother Jianxian, it's just that.” Then he glanced at the Oriental ghost with a faint glance. “Since someone likes to follow Luo so much, let him go! ”

After that, Luo Zheng gently flipped his palm and extended a finger to press the flying sword down.

Shaken down and steadily stepped on the flying sword!

“Shh!”

With a burst of thrilling noise, Rosenberg has lasered over the sky.

Seeing Luo Zheng depart, the Oriental Ghost suddenly leaped, climbing up after Luo Zheng!

But while he was off the ground, the eyes of the pastoral strings, the square mirrors, the oriental apparatus, and the oriental tide flashed slightly.

The true gods of the Haut-Men Alliance have received the Oriental Ghost's true Yuan message: If I do this with Luo Zheng on the tablet, you must do it first!

The Oriental Ghost made a good decision.

If he transcends Luo Yan with his strength and discrete Spirit Needle, Luo Xuan's two brothers and sisters are the best case.

He will be inherited on behalf of the Oriental family. As for Luo Xuan's brother and sister's life, it becomes less important...

But as soon as he can't get past them, he chooses to do it and make a final effort!

Then Oriental, Don, Cold, Fang, Pastoral and other Homen allies will naturally join him!

The sword looked at the confluence of their eyes, and a slight smile appeared on their faces.

“Son of the Sword Clan, form a formation! ”

The Swordmen showed strange colors on their faces, but the Sword Array was first laid out.

Swordfish is more decisive than Oriental ghosts.

Since the Oriental Ghost's goal is to stop this race, now is their only chance.

Though both sides have not torn their faces yet, the sword is naturally to guard against it!

“Swordsman, what do you mean by this sword array!” Pastoral strings shaded and asked, and they did not expect the sword to react so quickly.

The sword lazily glanced at the pasture string, “Fun, can't you? ”

Pastoral strings turned their white eyes and felt the whirlpool vibrate slightly in their body.

He looked up and the Oriental Ghost had broken through the invisible obstacle that appeared at forty heights...

With the strength of Oriental ghosts, relying only on himself, he can also easily break through that layer of obstruction. Now he has gathered the seven top true gods to cultivate the cultivation. He is even more worried, and he directly crashes into it!

“How did the Oriental ghost suddenly get stronger? ”

“I can't possibly break through in the middle of a battle, can I? ”

“Yes, the breath he escaped has gone far beyond the realm of God! ”

The Oriental ghost felt a bursting of energy pouring out of his chest, as if he didn't exhaust it. At this time, the Oriental ghost even had an impulse, and grabbed and tore it apart!

Compared to Oriental ghosts, Rosenberg was much slower, and he seemed much more relaxed in the face of that invisible obstacle when passing through the 40-length height.

Or he didn't react at all, just drilled over...

“How did he break through that invisible wall on the fortieth floor? ”

“He doesn't seem to have even touched it! ”

“Could it have just been smashed by Oriental ghosts? ”

“How is that possible? It's just an invisible wall of power, and it'll recover soon after it's smashed! ”

People can't figure it out...

After Rosen broke through Forty Journeymen, he still stepped up in a straight line with his sword uncomfortably.

As for the Oriental ghost, it had rushed to a height of sixty feet between the eyes, but the speed had suddenly slowed down a lot.

The gap between Rosen and him has also rapidly narrowed.

“Actually, you don't have to wait for me," said Rosenfeld.

The Oriental ghost glanced faintly at Luo Zheng and smiled softly: "When will I wait for you? ”

“If we can get over it, we're safe, if we can't get over it, we're going to do it to me, right?” Rosenfeldt said.

When I heard that, Oriental ghosts were slightly surprised.

His mind wasn't hard to guess, but what if he did? Unless Rosenfeld chooses to give up now, it won't change anything!

“Humph," Oriental ghost snorted, the momentum in the body burst out.

His speed quickly accelerated by more than three times. In between blinks, he dumped Luo Zheng underneath, quickly breaking through the seventies and going straight to the eighties.

Luo Zheng still looks unbusy, stepping on the flying sword and climbing in the shadows, still with a faint smile on his face.

In the City of the Sword, the white face of Utah reveals a hint of nervousness.

“I didn't expect that Oriental ghost had a set of discrete ghost needles!” The sword thundered faintly.

The sword sighed seamlessly, "In the Oriental family, this number of discrete spirit needles is also small, what if this Oriental ghost surpasses Luo Yan? ”

Once Munnan sees the insight, these powerful people naturally see more details.

Oriental ghosts secretly distribute those gold needles, silver needles, and naturally cannot escape their ears and eyes.

“Discrete spiritual needles, only one set of seven, at most just double the strength, can not necessarily be reversed with this object,” said Yutai White Frown.

Nevertheless, it is clear that Woo Taibai does not have much of a base gas.