School beauty's immortal cultivation powerhouse

At this moment, Yang Tian dragged his heavy body into the eighth floor of the nine polar Tianlong tower.

The seven color Linglong pagoda has only seven floors. Since he got the last two floors of the pagoda and integrated them, he entered the eighth floor of the nine polar Tianlong pagoda for the first time.

After entering the tower, Yang Tian found that the spirit of the immortal here was extremely strong, forming a fairy fog, which was winding around the heaven and earth.

Even in the secret place of the holy ruins of the mausoleum, it can't be compared with it.

However, even so, these spirits could not make up for Yang Tiangang's consumption.

In his present body, the vitality has been exhausted, and the immortal blood has also been lost.

The power of burning blood was used thousands of times by him, which was close to his limit.

If there is no God Dan to continue his life, I'm afraid he will die.

Yang Tian continued to drag his tired body through the fairy fog and walked forward.

His eyes became dim again, the crack of immortal body was more terrible, and the faint spirit was also wavering and about to go out.

It can be said that in order to kill fengshenzun, he paid a very heavy price.

But Yang Tian doesn't regret it. If he doesn't, the whole Xuantian star and all the people associated with him will die miserably in the hands of fengshenzun.

In doing so, he put all his bets on the eighth floor of the nine polar Tianlong tower.

Yang Tianjian believes that since the nine polar Tianlong pagoda belongs to Haojun, there must be Shendan in it.

As long as you get Shendan, you can make his injury recover.

At this point, Yang Tian did not delay any longer.

After clearing the fairy fog, Yang Tian saw a simple stone tablet tens of millions of feet high,

There are exquisite patterns on the stone tablet, with a mottled atmosphere.

Yang Tian walked in and saw the word "town boundary" on the stone tablet.

"What is it?"

He frowned, puzzled.

Yang Tian continued to look, and saw that countless ancient fonts were printed on the stone tablet. He chose a paragraph and read it out.

"This stone tablet was made by Tianshi in the early days of heaven and earth. It has great power and can suppress a world."

Seeing this scene, Yang Tian became more puzzled.

"Why did Haojun put the town boundary stele on the eighth floor of the nine polar Tianlong tower? It doesn't seem to be of much use? "

Yang Tian couldn't figure it out. He simply ignored it and continued to bite his teeth and walk forward.

If we don't get Shendan any more, he won't be able to hold on for long.

Behind the town boundary monument is a huge fairy lake.

The lake is full of Fairy Spirit. The green grass beside the lake is full of vitality.

However, there is no magic medicine, let alone refreshing medicine.

I think so. This is the nine heaven dragon pagoda owned by Haojun. Those elixirs, fairy medicines and even divine medicines should not have much effect on Haojun's level.

There is an exquisite Pavilion in Xianhu, which looks very elegant. There is a purple mist on the pavilion, which looks very mysterious.

Although Yang Tian was curious, he had no time to guess what it was.

By the lake is a low thatched cottage, next to which there is an old tree which is dead and old.

Yang Tian came to the side of the ancient tree, the leaves on the ancient tree have fallen, the trunk decayed.

In front of the dead tree, there is a stone table with two stone benches.

On the stone table is a white jade bottle, which has gone through thousands of years, but still has no trace of half a minute. It is engraved with the word xianniang.

Not only that, there are two equally exquisite wine glasses on the stone table.

Simple furnishings, although it looks warm, but let Yang Tian's heart sink to the bottom.

He dragged tired body, difficult to move into the thatched cottage.

But the furnishings inside are more simple, just an ordinary stone bed.

There is nothing in it, not to mention Shendan, even the bottle of pills.

Yang Tian's face has begun to despair.

Without Shendan, he would not have survived today.

Yang Tian out of the thatched cottage, decadent sitting at the stone table.

"Is this tower really the place where I buried my bones?"

His voice was extremely bitter, and his spirit, which had been swaying, became even more dispirited, reaching the edge of extinction

Yang Tian picked up the white jade bottle with the ancient script of xianniang engraved on the stone table, pulled out the cork and planned to drink the xianniang left by Haojun for a long time.

Before he died, there was a pot of xianniang, and God treated him well.

But as soon as the cork of the white jade bottle was opened, a strong and majestic vitality filled the world.

This makes Yang Tian a little silly.

"Is this really immortal wine? Why is there such a terrible vitality? "

His eyes are full of joy. Now his Shouyuan and immortal blood are exhausted, and the most urgent thing at the moment is the power of vitality.

Now what he needed most was in the white jade bottle. Yang Tian shakes for a while. It seems that xianniang has less than one third left. He took a sip of it tentatively and found that the vitality contained in the xianniang burst out in his body. Then, Yang Tian felt that the vitality of his whole body was booming rapidly and immortal blood was regenerating. The exhausted body was like withered grass under the spring rain, and birth opportunities began to emerge. Even the swaying spirit had a sign of stability. When aware of this, Yang Tian's eyes began to become excited, and then without the slightest hesitation, drank the remaining one-third of xianniang“ Boom Although only one third of this wine was made by Haojun shenzun, it was a small bottle made from thousands of divine medicines. The energy of a bottle of xianniang is equal to that of refining ten top grade God pills, which is extremely precious. Even when Haojun was drinking, he only used the glass on the stone table. After thousands of years, he drank two-thirds of the wine. Now the remaining one-third is poured down by Yang Tian. If you let Hao Jun know, I'm afraid he will be furious and scold Yang Tian for his violence. After Yang Tian drank all the xianniang, he secretly complained that Haojun was too stingy. Only one third of the xianniang left behind was not enough for him to drink. I just don't know what he would feel when he understood that the immortal wine in this small white jade bottle was condensed with thousands of divine medicines. If he changed it into refined divine pills, he could refine ten top-grade divine pills. Yang Tian just put down the white jade bottle, then directly felt a terrible force of vitality in his body burst open. This force of vitality is extremely strong, full of his four limbs. Yang Tian snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned ruddy for a moment. He did not dare to delay, quickly rushed to the long Pavilion in the middle of the lake, intending to devour the power of the spirit, all the refining. Yang Tian sits on the ground with his knees crossed. He just feels that the energy in his body is out of control. He jumps up and down in his body wantonly. Although it repaired Yang Tian's injury, it also caused more trauma“ What is this immortal brew made of? " Yang Tian gnaws his teeth and suppresses him with a look of fear and doubt. His face was twisted because of the pain. The dried up immortal blood filled up in an instant and burst out. It dropped under the pavilion and dyed the lake red. Shouyuan also began to climb up, exhausted body full of strong vitality, heart beating violently, every sound seems to shake the world, like a war drum. Not only that, the spirit of malaise also rose rapidly, to the point that Yang Tian could not control. It was originally white hair, but also quickly turned into black as ink color. The cracked wound on the body is rapidly repaired, but then it is torn by the strong vitality of the body, and the immortal blood is constantly splashing out. Yang Tian now began to regret it. If he had known, he would not have drunk the third of the immortal wine. He did not expect that only half a bottle of immortal wine left by Haojun would have such terrible power. Fortunately, there was only one third of the wine on the stone table. If it was a whole bottle of xianniang, he would not benefit him if he drank it all. On the contrary, he would die because his body could not bear the force. But now it's too late to regret. Yang Tian can only run the congenital Taoist Scriptures in his body crazily. He plans to thoroughly refine the one-third of the immortal brew in his body and turn it into his own power. As long as he gets through this disaster, he will be able to be reborn.