Death Tower, this is a gloomy circular steeple, it is bathed in the breath of death, like from the depths of hell, just look at it makes people feel terrible!

Three hundred people gathered, and the death tower was the task of the whole second grade. No one could escape.

Gongsun Zhutian, Lu Banshi and Zi Yuanyu, who are in charge of the three classes, stand side by side at this time, with some hidden meaning of contending for heights and heights.

There's nothing nonsense. Three hundred people ordered them to march into the tower of dark death without any trace.

"You guys, who's going to live more in our...