Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 854

It's not the first time I've been here, and Dialect doesn't need to look around like the last time, and he doesn't test the air restriction any more. He raised his eyes to look at the huge skeleton on the high platform, and felt a little bit of the fire that emanated from it. It is dark and dark, and the dialects now know that the dark and dark is the eye of heaven that Wu Chanming entrusted to him to retrieve, but it is too far away, and when he looks under the high platform, there is nothing there. It looked like the giant eye in the original mural.

After searching around, Fang Yan walked around the high platform towards the step of bones. Half a quarter of an hour later, Fang Yan once again stood on the long step that exudes various lights and is paved with countless bones. Next, it was the second time I came here, and my cultivation base was much higher than before. When I saw this long step again and felt the unique breath of the eighth-level monster, Dialect was still shocked, or rather, because of the cultivation base. For this long step, the dialect has a deeper understanding than last time, and the ancestors of this long step have a little more admiration for the original arrangement of this high platform.

Looking at the giant sword on the door more than a hundred feet away again, the dialect secretly said: "Senior Wujizi, this time I will try to climb this long skeleton step for you. If you can get to the top by luck, it will be worthwhile!" You have passed down the Fan Jue body training technique."

Immediately, Dialect sent a message to Taoist Hu, and stepped up to the first step of the Skeleton Stairs. Just like last time, a power flashed immediately and pressed down on him. Dialect, who had already known the situation here, did not go again The defensive skills were activated, and the spiritual armor and talismans were not activated, but the Vatican Jue body training technique was activated to meet the test from the Wu ancestor.

The last time the dialect Vatican Jue physical exercise was only on the second floor, it was able to resist the power of more than a hundred levels in front of it. It was not until after swallowing and refining that drop of Wu Zu's blood that it broke through to the third floor again. His spiritual cultivation base and Fanjue body training technique have even been raised to the fourth floor, so it is naturally extremely easy to deal with the pressure of the surrounding power.

The third step and the third step, the surrounding pressure keeps increasing, and the dialect also increases the power of the Fan Jue body training technique at any time. After a while, the dialect steps forward, and the original bone steps disappear immediately, and the dialect steps onto a platform, here It was the location where the ancient Kui beast was beheaded.

As soon as he took a step, a sound of metal and stone clashing flashed out, and then there was a piercing breath, but this time it was not the ancient beast, but the ancient beast that he had encountered before when he came in, the one-horned leopard head , the five tails swayed up and down, the bloody mouth opened wide, and the vigorous figure leaped towards the dialect, and there was a rune on the horn that shone faintly, but it was a witch clan rune that the dialect had seen many times text.

The last time I knew that above this level of bones, many spells were ineffective. Fighting this guarding monster can only be effective in close combat. Seeing this monster is still the same as the last time I saw it. Like an ancient Kui beast, he rushed towards him, Fang Yandang urged his body to meet him, waved his fists again and again, and hit the monster with one punch, but within a few breaths, hundreds of punches had already hit the monster's body , there was already a bit of a miserable breath in the sound of the monster beast's metal and stone clashing.

Although this monster has also improved due to the improvement of dialect cultivation, it is not like the ancient Kui beast back then, it is just a fifth-level peak existence, but it is only sixth-level. Speaking of the dialect of the seventh-level monster, it is not a side dish, and it did not stop for a moment. The dialect just punched straight, and after a few breaths, with a tragic and unpleasant sound, the monster fell down and reappeared. After leaving the steps of bones in front of him, there is a door on the side.

Dialect didn't pay attention to the door beside him, and didn't rush to continue climbing to the top, but turned his attention to the steps in front of him.

"En? There is only one chance to collect the blood of the Ancestor Wu?" Fang Yan looked at the empty steps and muttered. Originally, he thought that he could get another drop of the blood of the Ancestor Wu by killing this monster, and continue to improve the body training technique of the Vatican Jue. After killing the monster once, nothing remained at all.

The only explanation is that I have already received the reward here, and after thinking about it for a while, the dialect is relieved. If there is always such a thing as the blood of the ancestor of the witch, and the barren tomb of the ancestor of the witch is opened once in more than a hundred years, I don’t know how many blood of the ancestor of the witch will flow Spread the word, just like yourself, even if you can't climb to the top, you can spend ten thousand years or even longer to collect hundreds of drops of Wu Zu's blood. After all, for monks who are above distraction, ten thousand years is not too long. In this case, the blood of the Ancestor Wu will not be so precious.

Shaking his head in dialect, he rested casually for a while, and then climbed up the stairs again. There is no one here, but there should be one in the next one. Dialect thought in his heart, and kept walking, towards the step of bones, inserting the gate of infinity. The steps of the sword go away.

The coercion around him kept increasing, one after another power bombarded Fang Yan's body, Fang Yan's face was still very relaxed, but these coercion couldn't restrain him, after not less than a quarter of an hour, the surrounding coercion had reached its peak At first ten times as much, the dialect stopped.

There is another level, which is the level I lost back then, and the Wuji Tianmen Sword is just one step away. The last time Dialect came back here, he was sent out after only sustaining a hundred breaths of kung fu. The distracted mid-stage cultivator, who is also considered as Wujizi with his own origin, is very likely to lose here, otherwise his famous magic weapon, the Wuji Tianmen Sword, would not have fallen here. Looking at the Wuji Tianmen, which is almost within reach Jian, dialect paused for a moment, casually threw a jade dew elixir into his mouth, and then took a firm step.

As before, there was no fluctuation at all, and after one step, there were two worlds. Dialect once again stepped onto a platform more than ten feet in size. The jingling sound of the metal and stone clashing is the same as the previous one, it is also an ancient ferocious beast with the head of a one-horned leopard and five tails swinging.

Without the slightest pause, the dialect didn't evade, and urged his body to go straight to meet him.

One person and one beast fought together in an instant. Last time here, Dialect was only able to parry, but now it has firmly gained the upper hand. This monster exudes a seventh-level aura, and Dialect can no longer be like it was a moment ago. That one is usually killed in less than ten breaths, but it won't take too long. Speaking of which, in the face of a seventh-order monster with only a strong physical body, the dialect that has cultivated the Fanjue body training technique to the fourth level is better than dealing with those monsters. Ordinary seventh-order monsters are much more handy.

As Fang Yan predicted, after [-] breaths, with a scream, the second ancient ferocious beast crashed down. After a short while, the long steps of the skeleton reappeared, and Fang Yan found a giant sword standing beside him, Wuji Tianmen sword, beside the giant sword is a portal. Fang Yan is not very interested in this ancestor magic weapon, and even ignores the leaving portal. In an instant, Fang Yan turned his attention to the center of the steps.

"Haha, that's really the case." Fang Yan's joyful voice came out, and then he waved his hand, and took the flashing black ball like ink into his hand.

The blood of the Ancestor Wu, and indeed the blood of the Ancestor Wu, just fell into his hands as black as ink, and Fang Yan felt the pure and majestic power contained in it. It was the power of the Ancestor Wu that he had refined and absorbed a lot.

It is much purer than the two drops I got here back then, and it is much purer than the one that Bai Yuanzong sent back then, but there are not so many, but it is definitely more precious and more useful to me Da, dialect carefully felt the breath of the blood of the witch ancestor in the palm of his hand. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the long steps of bones above his head, and then sat down cross-legged.

After saying hello to Daoist Hu, Fang Yan threw two elixir into his mouth, and without waiting for the elixir to absorb, he made a few tricks in his hand to wrap the black blood of the ancestor witch in his hand, and the power of the ancestor witch slowly flowed into the mouth. Among the dialect meridians, there is a non-stop flow of Fan Jue body training.

After a while, Fang Yan showed pain and happiness on his face. He didn't know how powerful the test would be after the Skeleton Step. Naturally, Fang Yan tried every opportunity to improve his strength, especially the Fanjue body training technique. At this moment, there is a group of extremely pure blood of the witch ancestors in the martial arts of the Wu family. Naturally, it is reasonable to refine and absorb it first.

(End of this chapter)