Zombie God

Chapter 11 The Sword of Ideal
As soon as he stepped into the third floor, Yang Tianfan immediately felt dizzy for a while, the glare of the strong light made Yang Tianfan unable to open his eyes at all.It took a long time before he dared to cover it with his hands, and opened a slit slightly.

This is another "room", Yilang's first feeling.I saw that the surrounding walls were made of white jade, forming a circle in a circle, forming the basic shape of the Eight Diagrams.On the wall, it is divided into eight doors in a patchwork manner. On each door there is a plaque made of unknown material. ", "Dumen", "Jingmen", "Death Gate" and "Jingmen".The entire "room" is about ten feet high, and the ceiling is also made of white jade, pure white like snow, without a trace of variegation.Yang Tianfan searched carefully, but found no light source, presumably it must be the natural light from the white jade.

Yang Tianfan turned around and found that each door was exactly the same except for the words on the plaques. Behind the door was a passage made of white jade, which was winding and couldn't see the end at a glance.Yang Tianfan unfolded his thoughts, intending to observe the situation in the passage.As soon as Nianli reached the door, a burst of colorful energy completely blocked the entire door, and Yang Tianfan's Nianli could no longer advance a single bit.

"Huh? It can actually block the power of thought?" Yang Tianfan frowned, withdrew his power of thought, and walked to the front of "Xiumen".

The colored energy on the door disappeared when the thought power was withdrawn, and the situation on the passage did not change at all.As for formations, Yang Tianfan is simply a fledgling guy, no matter whether he was in Kunlun Wonderland, or after he got the "True God Art", he has never studied formations.Facing this gossip formation at this moment, he has no clue what to do.

'How to do it?These doors are all similar, which one should I choose? 'Yang Tianfan thought to himself, but his eyes kept staring at the passage behind the door, observing carefully, 'According to what Xuhuo said, if you want to gain, you have to pay. If this is the case, shouldn't you choose the door of death? ''Come on, the door of death is the door of death, if the sky wants to kill me, I will change my fate against the sky and make my own destiny' As soon as he figured it out, Yang Tianfan raised his feet and stepped into the passage of the door of death middle.

In the passage, Yang Tianfan cautiously and slowly groped forward step by step.I don't know how many turns he turned, and there was a booming sound behind him. Turning around, the passageway collapsed, and the trend of collapse is still spreading. I believe that Yang Tianfan's position will also collapse in a short time. up.

Not caring too much anymore, Yang Tianfan turned around, unfolded and swept forward at a fast speed.You know, with his current speed, it is comparable to the speed of a Mahayana cultivator, but who knows that the speed of the collapse of the passage also accelerated with his speed, and began to slowly approach.Yang Tianfan was secretly anxious, and his speed continued to increase, but he couldn't get rid of it.

Just when he was about to fall into despair, Yang Tianfan suddenly saw a burst of colored light in front of him, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he rushed towards the colored light without thinking.

The closer he got to the color light, Yang Tianfan found that the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and his speed slowly slowed down, so he had to use his skills to prop up the shield to resist the surrounding pressure.When he was about 30 meters away from the color light, the huge pressure made him unable to breathe any more, and the protective shield was compressed into a human shape, tightly sticking to him.As long as he takes one step forward, I believe that thin shield will fall apart.

The passageway that was collapsing behind him disappeared at some point. Yang Tianfan's position at this moment is similar to when he first entered the third floor. It is also a gossip-style circular room, and the center of the room is where the colored light is.What was different from the original "room" was that it was full of enormous pressure. With Yang Tianfan's strength comparable to that of a Mahayana cultivator, he could only be pressed tightly against the wall, unable to move.

The colorful light gradually dimmed, and the item that emitted the colorful light finally showed its true appearance. It was a sword with crystal-clear beads inlaid on the hilt for a moment, and the sword was full of symbols.His intuition told Yang Tianfan that it was at least an immortal weapon, because the invisible pressure it gave off had already overwhelmed him, which was impossible for other spiritual weapons.

Yang Tianfan stared blankly at the sword. Before coming here, he would never believe that a weapon without an owner could release such a great pressure, but the current situation is obviously beyond his cognition. .

At this moment, Xuhuo's illusory figure suddenly appeared above the sword again.

"Haha, little friend, we meet again." Xu Huo seemed very excited, "It really is the warrior I am optimistic about."

"Senior, I didn't expect to see you here again." The pressure around Yang Tianfan couldn't do other things at all, and it was extremely difficult for him to even speak.

"This is the core of the entire natural formation, where the ideal sword is located. As long as you get the ideal sword, you can get my inheritance and leave here."

"Inheritance?"

"Well, I won't say much else. If you want to get the sword of ideals, the first condition is to be recognized by it. If it doesn't recognize you, and you touch it rashly, you will definitely be backlashed by it. Severely injured, and if it is severe, the instrument of torture will be destroyed. You can do it yourself." After finishing speaking, he disappeared into the void again like the previous few times.

"Damn, I only run away after saying a few words every time. If I take a step forward and believe in such a big pressure, it will crush me into a meat paste." Seeing Xuhuo disappear, Yang Tianfan couldn't help complaining a few words.

Also, in the current situation, there is no way out, and there is no way out.Yang Tianfan was pressed tightly against the wall, and his skills were constantly being consumed. Although some energy could be absorbed here as a supplement, the consumption far exceeded the speed of absorption. After another five hours, even if he did not move forward, he would still He was crushed to death due to exhaustion of power.

"It's hanging anyway, let's fight it," Yang Tianfan thought to himself.

Taking a small step forward with difficulty, the pressure doubled in vain, the shield on his body immediately glowed brightly, and the power all over his body gushed out like water.Even so, Yang Tianfan still felt that the pressure could cause damage to his body through the shield, and the cells all over his body were continuously compressed under the huge pressure, and made a "chirp" sound.The bones of the whole body also began to deform due to the pressure.

'Oops, is this a fairy weapon or a divine weapon?It’s really not reconciled to be killed like this.” As time slowly passed, Yang Tianfan’s skills were finally exhausted, and the shield also broke with a “snap” at the moment the energy was exhausted, and it was even stronger than before. Countless times of pressure directly acted on him at once.Yang Tianfan only felt the pain of tearing his head at this moment, and his body seemed to be completely not his own. With the heart of death, he simply closed his eyes and waited for death.

"Oh!"

Yang Tianfan only felt that the pressure on his whole body was relieved, his whole body was very comfortable, and his skills were recovering rapidly.

"Huh? What's going on?" He opened his eyes with a surprised face, only to see that a golden shield had been set up around him, and a golden book was floating above his head, sending out what he could. energy absorbed directly.The golden book is "True God's Art". Ever since I got it, it has been held by the zombie Yuanying. Even if it needs to be read, it can only be read through internal vision, and it can't be taken out at all. I didn't expect it to come out automatically this time. Guardian.

At the same time, as the master of "True God's Art", Yang Tianfan faintly felt that "True God's Art" had a slight connection with the ideal sword, and the two had even begun to resonate.

"call!"

"True God Jue" brought Yang Tianfan to the front of the ideal sword, trembling, retracted the golden shield, and returned to his Nascent Soul with a "swish".

The pressure around him had disappeared without a trace. Yang Tianfan quietly looked at the ideal sword. When "True God's Art" trembled just now, he clearly saw that the ideal sword was trembling at the same time.This is a spiritual sword, a sword that can automatically choose its master.

Yang Tianfan stared fixedly at the ideal sword, slowly stretched out his hand, and stroked the blade gently.The patterns and symbols on the sword gave him a familiar feeling, as warm as seeing a brother he hadn't seen for a long time.The ideal sword also felt the change in Yang Tianfan's heart, and it flew to Yang Tianfan's face lightly, and gently wiped his face with the hilt, just like a puppy licking its owner's face affectionately.

(End of this chapter)