White Pond shook his head and said, “Sixth floor, where is it so easy!”But thanks brother!You go!"

"What about you?"Give up on that?”

Wang Lian gleefully glanced at the white pool and said indifferently: "Time is still sufficient, eat a little to restore the real medicine, you still have hope on the sixth floor."

Baichi was a bitter face: "I am a low identity, where there are such precious drugs!"

Wang Lian heard the words, sighed, waved his big hand, took out a small jade bottle, and threw it to the white pool.

White pool, took the small jade bottle, opened it, suddenly showed a look of fear, and shook his head: "This is too precious, I can't want it!"

"There are fewer and fewer good men in this world, and one less and one less dead."I think you are also a seed of love, I can't bear to die here, hold it!"

Wang Lian glancing at the white pool, no longer said more, a long sleeve, he took a step, and continued to walk toward the center of the third floor.

“The king’s silence?”

White Pond hands died holding the small jade bottle given to him by Wang Yan, looked at the back of Wang Lian's departure, and muttered with gratitude: "This kindness, I remember the white pool!"

In the passage of the third floor, Wang Yan walked like a fly.

Even under enormous pressure, his pace was quick.

This invisible pressure is obviously pressured according to the level of personal cultivation.

Therefore, the pressure applied on Wang's silence is actually only the pressure applied to the occult body of the ninth heavy sky of the ordinary condensation.

And the real strength of Wang Lian is actually far higher than the ninth day of the condensate.

In this way, this invisible pressure, for the king's silence, although it is really difficult to bear.

But he was not as painful as the others.

The bottle of medicine he gave to the White Pool before was what he had earned by cutting and killing wood, and he was able to quickly restore the true yuan and the value was extraordinary.

However, this kind of drug, there are many of the storage rings in Chai.

A bottle of white water is nothing.

White pool is a white family adoptive son, he is also a adoptive son, raised by Wang Luo smoke.

It was a very similar encounter, so that Wang Yan had a glimmer of sympathy for the White Pond.

Coupled with the performance of Baichi so infatuation, Wang Yan could not bear to see him die here.This was the case, and sent him a bottle of medicine to recover the real yuan.

For the white pool, the king's silence is dedicated to the best.

What happens next depends on his creation.

All the way, finally, Wang Yan ascended to the fourth floor of the tower.

After ascending the fourth floor of the Tower of Totian, Wang Yan felt a moment of consternation, and he had already prepared to bear more terrible pressure.

But where do you know that the pressure on the fourth floor has not become larger at all, but it seems to have become smaller.

“Am I wrong, is this the second floor?”

Wang Lian felt incredible, how the fourth layer is less than the pressure of the third layer?

However, he is definitely going up all the time, this is definitely the fourth level, it can't be the second level.

He looked around and saw that in front of him was a simple temple, and in the hall, three men and a woman stood scattered, standing in the hall, and stood in the hall.

Wang Lian looked closely, but found that these people, in addition to being motionless, seemed to have become stone sculptures, and there was another thing in common.

That was their faces, showing a very happy smile, as if they had met the happiest things in their lives.

Wang was deeply strange, and it seemed that although the pressure on the fourth level had become smaller, it was strange.

He suddenly recalled that before entering the tower, the house Qianhu once said that there was a terrible pressure in the tower, the first floor was very strong, the second floor was unbearable, and the third floor was almost impossible to bear.

On the fourth floor, there is a more terrible crisis.

As for what kind of crisis, the house tiger refused to disclose it at that time.

The three men and one woman in front of him behaved so strangely that it seemed to have mostly encountered the crisis mentioned in the mouth of the house.

But no matter what crisis lies ahead, even if it is a sword and a sea of fire, Wang Yan must also move forward.

Because he had to join the Totian Monastery.

When he took a deep breath, he took a deep breath and took a step toward the passage at the end of the hall.

As he walked, he glanced around, secretly alerting.

However, when he came to the middle of the hall, he suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and the surrounding environment had changed.

All three men and one woman disappeared.

And the ancient palace was transformed into a magnificent palace.

In the palace, there was a huge round bed, and Wang Yan was lying on this round bed at this moment.

And around him, there are actually 20 or 30 beautiful young beautiful, downtrodden city of young women.

Among them, there are cold temperaments, iceberg beauty types; there are also physical abundance, mature charm type.There are petite people, people who are pitiful; there are also smiles in the corners of the mouth, gentle and considerate.

No matter what kind of body, their appearance, are difficult to find in the world, the world.

At this moment, these beautiful women, one by one, are wearing thin yarn, and the wonderful body is looming, lying on the bed, making all kinds of human-like postures to the king's silence.

“Dude, come and love the slave family.”

“Husband, people want to...”

“King, you are so powerful, your concubine can’t stand it.”

The sound of a temptation, a face of a glare, poured into the king's silent mind.

Even if the king is used to beautiful women, the concentration is very amazing, and itards are dry and dry for a while.

But he did not impulsive, but looked around, secretly calculated, where is this.I was clearly in the tower, just up to the fourth floor, how can I appear here?

How did so many beautiful women appear?

“The fourth floor!”

The king's eyes lit up, and suddenly it seemed as if he understood what was common.

When the desire in his eyes was swept away, the handsome face became cold.

He glanced at the many beautiful women in front of him, his tone was very cold, and sneered: "Who is fighting ghosts, you are all hallucinations."Or is it that this fourth-tier crisis is to put people into a fantasy?”

The king had long heard that the realm of God's predominance was incomprehensible.

For example, it can make people fall into a fantasy and difficult to extricate themselves.

Even some powerful and powerful people, in order to torture their enemies, deliberately do not kill them, but trap them in an illusion.Let them drown in the illusion of life, it is difficult to separate the real and false, until the old death.

And what happened to him was clearly an illusion.

These beautiful women are a color of doubt, which is very puzzled: "husband, what do you say?"Sleeping, what a fantasy?Come on, love the slave!”