"Hu Fei, although you are dead, one day, I will try to revive you."

Yang Fan made up his mind.

With his supernatural powers, if he dies at a normal level, he can be easily resurrected.

However, after Hu Fei died in the divine tower, his breath was completely erased, and he could not even find the soul heart seal, so he had no idea how to start.

This is not ordinary death, but it is completely erased.

Yang Fan felt heartbroken about this.

He stood up and went to the teleportation square where Hu Fei died.

"Are you here again?" The Blood Killing God Emperor frowned slightly.

"I'll hold the order."

Yang Fan walked to the black and white statue.

"This game doesn't mean anything to you."

The Blood Killing God Emperor sighed helplessly.

He understood that no matter how odd or even, he could not kill Yang Fan, and he could completely survive.

The other trialists also had envy on their faces.

Buzz ~~~

In the dark world, Yang Fan faces the fate of single and double.

Not long after, two blood-colored dice fell, showing a point: 9

Nine o'clock, single.

Press right!

Yang Fan had no joy on his face and said with a self-deprecating look: "Hu Fei, your luck is indeed a little worse."

A white beam of light shot over and Yang Fan was teleported away.

"I said earlier that luck is sometimes more important than strength."

Before he disappeared, he heard the voice of the Blood Killing God Emperor.

The other trialists in the teleportation square had a strange look on their faces.

Yang Fan has absolute strength to pass the test, but he can't use this, and he can pass the test with just luck.

It's really awesome!

Many trialists gritted their teeth, but they could not resist the fate that followed.

Through the teleportation array, Yang Fan appeared in a similar square again.

"Congratulations on passing the fifth level, getting 100 million merit points, 1,000 immortal stones, and three top-quality immortal weapons."

A smiling girl's voice came.

As expected, Yang Fan only received the most basic reward. In front of him, at least dozens of people passed the fifth level.

Hey!

Yang Fan suddenly realized that the sound of this prompt sound was somewhat familiar.

When I looked around, the speaker opposite was a girl dressed in a very special way, with bangs on her forehead, bright eyes, pretty and pure.

"Zhang Xiaoyu."

Yang Fan stared at the girl with a look of surprise.

"I am the guide 'Zhang Xiaoyu', how do you know my name?"

Zhang Xiaoyu blinked her playful little eyes with a slightly cunning look.

Yang Fan immediately understood that Zhang Xiaoyu and the Star Moon Saint, intervened in the game of the Great Thousand God Tower in some form, and also had to abide by the rules.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Can you tell me how many people are ahead."

"Forty-six people."

Zhang Xiaoyu answered everything, and her eyes looked at Yang Fan a little special.

"Another question, can my dead friend be resurrected?"

Yang Fan looked directly at Zhang Xiaoyu.

"This..." Zhang Xiaoyu stopped talking and finally shook her head: "I don't know either. Maybe I can pass all the trial levels and have hope of doing it."

Obviously, this question was beyond her rules, and Zhang Xiaoyu answered it in ambiguously.

But Yang Fan noticed a glimmer of hope.

If not, Zhang Xiaoyu can say completely: "The person who has been erased cannot be resurrected, this is the rule."

But she didn't say that, and it proved that there was hope.

"Hu Fei, I will definitely resurrect you as much as possible."

After Yang Fan finished speaking, he entered the inn and cave to practice in seclusion.

With decades left, he must seize the time to consolidate his current realm.

This time, he did not try to find a higher level magic weapon, although Yang Fan knew that the merit points obtained by the person who passed the level in the front might be able to exchange for the magic weapon.

Time flies very quickly, decades have passed in a blink of an eye.

The guide Zhang Xiaoyu gathered many trialists together.

Out of the corner of Yang Fan's eyes, he saw that a few trialists really had magical tools.

But his face was calm and he didn't see it.

Although he lost the opportunity to pass the first level or even the top ten levels, Yang Fan's cultivation level was far away from all the trialists.

Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at more than a hundred people in the field and said, "Next, we will enter the next level of the 'underground treasure hall'."

Underground Treasure Hall?

When everyone heard the word "六" and his heart beat inexplicably, and many of the trialists who gave up changed their minds.

"Before this, you can choose to continue to pass the level or give up."

Zhang Xiaoyu complies with the rules.

However, the words "underground treasure hall" seem to have some fatal temptation, and no one gave up.

"The sixth level requires opening a treasure in the underground treasure hall and obtaining an artifact-level item..."

(The fourth update, maybe the fifth update will be later...

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Chapter completed!