You have a good chance, I accept it.

However, two hours later, when the lights on the 31st floor came on, the disciples watching the battle were no longer calm.

Because this 31 is a special number, a number deeply engraved in their hearts.

Because for millions of years, the most evil disciple of their Taikoo Shenzong stopped at the 31st level, and this was hundreds of thousands of years ago.

The original Tianjiao had already fallen.

In these hundreds of thousands of years, their best chance was only 26 levels.

Unexpectedly, their best record for hundreds of thousands of years was broken so easily by Ye Lin.

And now, Ye Lin actually wanted to challenge their Taikoo Shenzong's best record. How could they remain calm?

"Do you think Ye Lin can pass the 31st level?"

Suddenly, a weak voice broke the extremely calm atmosphere.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. The Sword God only stopped at the 31st level. The Sword God is the first prodigy of our Taigu Shenzong. No matter how evil Ye Lin is, he can never be compared with the Sword God."

When the Sword God was mentioned, the disciples blushed and their emotions were extremely unstable.

Because the Sword God is the pride of their Taigu Shenzong and the first idol of the younger generation of their Taigu Shenzong.

But in the end, he still fell.

Even if he fell, it would be an eternal myth.

"I don't believe it either. I don't believe Ye Lin can break the myth that the Sword God once created."

"I don't believe it either. Just wait and see. He won't be able to hold on for long. After a while, he will be ruthlessly teleported out of the Tongtian Tower."

"I think so too."

In the Tongtian Tower, Ye Lin looked at the bone knife in his hand and was speechless.

This 31st level is a bit special.

His cultivation has been completely suppressed, even his body and everything else have been suppressed.

Now he is just an ordinary mortal, an ordinary mortal who is no longer ordinary.

In front of him, there were ten first-level Qi training tigers.

Immortals and mortals are forever separated. Even a first-level Qi training cultivator can easily defeat hundreds of well-trained soldiers, not to mention the ten first-level Qi training tigers in front of him.

No wonder the best record of the Taigu Divine Sect is level 31. Even he couldn't help but feel a little toothache.

It's easy to kill the tigers in front of him. After all, with his skills, it's not difficult to kill a tiger. He just needs to look for opportunities while walking.

But the fatal thing is that he is now a mortal body, and his strength is limited.

And it's the kind of scholar-like body that gets out of breath after running a few steps. This is the real most difficult part.

Wanting to kill ten first-level Qi training tigers with such a weak body, if anyone hears this, it will be like a joke.

"Roar."

The next moment, the tiger let out a devastating roar, and then rushed towards Ye Lin, while the nine tigers behind him roared and rushed towards Ye Lin.

Ye Lin had already given up the idea of ​​fighting head-on, and turned around and ran.

Head-on? Ha, you just have to wait and see?

"Roar."

The next moment, a roar came from behind Ye Lin. Ye Lin only felt a gust of wind coming from behind him, and instinctively lay on the ground. The next moment, a tiger jumped over Ye Lin's head.