Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 289 Landslides and Ground Cracks (2)
Ling Wushuang took the azure water stone in his hand, looked it around carefully, tapped his chin with his fingertips, and murmured, "This thing contains the energy of the gods, and the azure essence of the gods. strength, and a... force of life!"

But it's a great tonic!
After Ling Wushuang broke through to the real god level, her spiritual power and consciousness naturally also had a qualitative leap. Unlike before, she could only feel an aura similar to the god source stone in it. Now, after her investigation , then accurately stated the source of the energy fluctuation of this object.

After sizing it up, Ling Wushuang didn't hesitate, threw it into the space, and stood up while straightening his clothes. If he had a chance in the future, he would definitely know what it was.

"Whoa-!"

Inside the Shennong Cauldron, the crimson flames of chaos rolled and lingered endlessly, and the ice-coloured water-blue scepter was inserted straight and vertically, shining with a bewitching luster.

Ling Wushuang raised his hand, and the ice-coloured stick spun and flew towards her, and she snapped it into her hand, and she couldn't help teasing, "It's true that real gold is not afraid of fire, no matter how you burn it, it won't change!"

However, just when she was about to put it away, a frightening energy was suddenly released from the stick, sticking to the place where her hand was pinching, and rushed into Ling Wushuang's body like an electric current, making her restrain her. Can't help but startled slightly.

"There are energy fluctuations!" Ling Wushuang's eyes suddenly lit up excitedly.

Although there is still no breath like Qianli Qianteng, but now there are energy fluctuations, and the fluctuations are still dozens of times stronger than those of the flame gun. This thing is no longer a waste product, even if it is not real ice. The scepter is also an immeasurable magical weapon!

"The power of this eruption must be amazing!" Ling Wushuang tightly grasped the ice-colored long stick in his hand, and stood on the ground clangingly, scanning it up and down with cold eyes, with indescribable excitement surging in his heart, what a surprise Again and again!

It took a long time before Ling Wushuang came to his senses, the corners of his lips were still full of satisfaction, "In addition to the Raging Flame Spear, I finally have another handy weapon. I'm not sure if it's a treasure of Primordial Meng, but it's called Ice Soul God for the time being." Stick it!"

With a flash of light in the color of water, the Ice Spirit Stick disappeared from Ling Wu's hands. Then, she waved her hand to extinguish the flames of chaos in the Shennong Cauldron. After collecting everything, she walked slowly in this white misty space, wandered up.

The one-month deadline is probably almost over, so she should seize the opportunity to investigate the secrets of the White Tower's structure.

In the white space, bamboo shadows salsa, flowing water gurgling, reminding us of a fairyland.

Ling Wushuang rubbed his chin, and squinted his clear eyes thoughtfully, "With such a strong aura, there must be something gathering spirits in this place!"

Since she entered here, she has noticed that the construction structure of this white pagoda is very ordinary, at best it is exquisite, and the material is almost the same as the jade stones used to build the holy palace. Except for the ninth floor, the other eight floors, It is even more ordinary.

According to this reasoning, without a spirit-gathering object, it is impossible to have such a strong spiritual energy.

"But, where will it be?" Ling Wushuang moved his feet lightly, his eyes scanning the surrounding space, inch by inch, bit by bit, not letting go of any corner.

After a long time, Ling Wushuang searched back and forth, but still found nothing, except for green grass and bamboo forests, energy stone mountains, streams and lakes, nothing that could gather spirits.

The morning light is faint, and the morning glow is all over the sky, reflecting on the nine-story white pagoda carved with ice and jade, like a colorful crystal palace. The beautiful colors make people intoxicated.

"Commander Mu, it's time, let's open the White Tower!" The saint Baiqian stood tall, her cheeks were dyed red by the sun's rays, and her clothes fluttered in the morning light. His beautiful face made everyone around him feel drunk.

Today is the one-month period for the ten disciples who entered the White Pagoda to cultivate.

Mu Shiqing came back to his senses, nodded quickly, walked towards the white tower with the token in his hand, and lifted the blockage of the surrounding space.

With the release of the blockade, the invisible power enveloping the white tower dissipated, and the overflowing dense spiritual energy also spread outward. The white pagoda seemed to be a holy lotus without surface wrapping, and immediately exuded a fresh and tangy light. fragrant.

On the Jiuchongtian, Ling Wushuang was still wandering around, but still couldn't find where the core was in this foggy area.

"It's almost time!" Ling Wushuang frowned slightly, did he just go out like this?It seems a little reconciled.

Holy Palace, White Tower, Nine Heavens...

"The disciples in the tower, the Holy Master orders, prepare to leave the tower immediately!"

A rough voice broke through the thick mist and reached Ling Wushuang's ears. It swirled back and forth in the surrounding space, interrupting her thoughts.

"It's time!" Ling Wushuang's lips were lightly pursed into a beautiful lip line, and the elder guarding the inner gate should be coming soon.

Ling Wushuang's slow-moving footsteps stopped, his hands slowly wrapped around his chest, and his fingertips tapped his arms lightly and regularly. There was something deep in his clear eyes that were as bright as stars. The more time was pressed, the calmer his mind became.

The structure of the nine-storied pagoda is from bottom to top. The first floor has the least dense spiritual energy. As the tower rises, the concentration of spiritual energy increases, and the ninth floor is the most abundant...

As the number of towers increases, the concentration of spiritual energy increases in turn, what is the reason! ?

The farther away from the spirit-gathering object, the lower the intensity of the aura will naturally be, isn't it?If she guessed correctly...

Ling Wushuang's eyes lit up, and there was a burst of flames behind him, and the huge red flame wings appeared. The sporadic flames seemed to be scattered around like meteors. In this space hazy with white mist, a beautiful red arc was left behind.

"should be!"

The higher he went, the denser the aura in the air became, and Ling Wushuang became more certain of his guess.

"call--!"

A ball of fire broke through the clouds and rushed out of the dense fog, like a flaming phoenix, spreading its wings and rushing out, and the surrounding suddenly opened up, like a clear sky after breaking out of the thick clouds.

Huo Yi shook slightly, Ling Wushuang stayed in this clear space, his sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and suddenly stopped at the very center, his clear eyes widened in surprise, "This is...!"

The center of this space is inlaid with a piece of exquisite jade. It is not very big, with a diameter of about half a meter. The crystal clear state seems to be just a puddle of clear water, wrapped in a layer of transparent glass as thin as a cicada's wing. , releasing a soft light outward, and at the same time, like a deep hole, absorbing the surrounding aura.

(End of this chapter)