The Heaven Ladder

"This is... The best holy skill!!!" slowly picked up a heavy book. Xiao Yihan's face was covered with incredible color. He gently wiped the scattered dust on the book, and his heart had already been in a mess. "Sword classic! The best treasure of Kendo! I got it... This... It's a little easier!"

Just as Xiao Yihan was about to open the sword classic, the holy light suddenly rose on the surface of the sword classic, and a thin golden mask quietly appeared on the surface of the sword classic.

"No wonder they can be placed at will. It turns out that there are prohibitions!" he patted the golden mask. Xiao Yihan sighed helplessly, and a solemn look gradually poured into his face. "Like this prohibition, you should not destroy it at will! Don't say whether you can open it first. If you damage the secret script inside, some gains outweigh the losses!"

While Xiao Yihan was thinking secretly, a murmuring sound of water suddenly came into his ears. When he heard the reputation, he saw an old man on the water surface of the ink pool. I don't know when.

Looking at the old man, his hair was white, his body was bent, and his eyes were wrapped in a black bandage. Suddenly, he looked as if he was blind. He sat cross legged, motionless, and his breath was faint. He could not see the reality. He slowly played with an ink bamboo in his hand, looking leisurely and relaxed.

After staring at the old man quietly for a while, Xiao Yihan immediately locked his eyebrows and hurriedly took the sword code back into the space ring. The Taoist light quickly pulled out the elegy of God.

However, the old man didn't seem to notice him and still didn't move. Only the slightly shaking right hand and the ink bamboo up and down announced the existence of the old man.

"Elder, can you hear me?"

Seeing that the old man had not responded for a long time, Xiao Yihan couldn't help muttering in his heart. His pupils flashed slightly. It seemed that he was thinking about something.

However, the old man obviously didn't want to talk to Xiao Yihan. His face was slightly heavy and couldn't see the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"The old guy can't be deaf!" after taking a deep look at the old man, Xiao Yihan couldn't help but smoke, waved his hand helplessly, turned and continued to look at the bookshelf.

But things are not as simple as Xiao Yihan thought.

Just as Xiao Yihan looked at the bookshelf, a burst of breaking wind suddenly came into his ears. Then, he felt a weak murderous spirit and rushed straight to his back.

"What the hell does this old guy mean!"

He shook his head helplessly. Xiao Yihan waved the elegy of God and went straight to meet him. What came into his eyes was an ink bamboo wrapped in the strong wind of hunting.

The roar in the imagination didn't sound. The ink bamboo was like a sliding snake, with erratic tracks and faint Taoist light. It just stroked the elegy of God, and then bypassed the elegy of God and went straight to Xiao Yihan's chest.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yihan was shocked. It was too late to think about it. Between the water and light, a ripple layer of blue light cover completely shrouded him. It was Xuanshui shield.

"Pop pop"

The ink bamboo gently pierced on the Xuanshui shield, which immediately caused bursts of low exhortation. In less than a cup of tea, there were cracks on the Xuanshui shield. The Taoist light was bright and dark, and it looked like it would run away at any time.

"What the hell is this! How can it be so strong!" looking at the strange ink bamboo coming out of his chest, Xiao Yihan's face was suddenly dignified, glanced at the motionless old man in the pool, and his eyebrows couldn't help getting up. "The old man's whole body was radiant and his breath was faint, but he could release such powerful energy between waving. It's incredible!"

After secretly biting his teeth, Xiao Yihan waved his sword and split the ink bamboo. Unfortunately, the ink bamboo was still as slippery as ever. Before the elegy of God hit it, it floated away quietly.

Of course, in this way, Xiao Yihan didn't get nothing. The departure of ink bamboo also temporarily solved the danger of the collapse of Xuanshui shield. If the Xuanshui shield was broken, Xiao Yihan knew that his life might be lost.

"Whoosh"

Xiao Yihan just breathed a sigh of relief, and a slight sound broke the air. Then he saw that the ink bamboo that had just shot into the distance turned back at the moment. Moreover, looking at its black light flashing appearance, it was more cruel than it was just now.

"You're not finished!"

Staring at the ink bamboo, Xiao Yihan's face was instantly gloomy. Surrounded by the light, a ferocious water dragon floated beside him.

"Go!"

After a light drink, Xiao Yihan suddenly raised his hand, and the water dragon directly met the ink bamboo. However, with the previous experience, Xiao Yihan had a heart this time. He didn't attack the ink stone alone. His left hand turned slightly, and a sword dragon appeared next to him.

"Boom"

With the sound of explosion, the ink bamboo and the water dragon collided fiercely. The light disappeared and the strong wind roared. For a time, the originally quiet secret room suddenly became noisy.

"No! If it goes on like this, the water dragon won't last long!" looking at the water dragon whose breath is rapidly withered, Xiao Yihan's pupils are full of horror. At the moment, he can see the power of the ink bamboo. Killing the water dragon is like killing pigs and dogs.

A moment later, Xiao Yihan seemed to think of something. His pupils were suddenly deep, glanced at the motionless old man, and a cruel look gradually poured out on his face, "since you are unkind, don't blame me for my injustice! Go to hell!"

With a roar, Xiao Yihan's light suddenly rose. When the sword light flickered, the sword dragon rushed straight to the old man. The cold and murderous spirit was everywhere, which even caused bursts of buzzing in the space.

However, although the stegosaurus was terrible, the old man was still unheard of, motionless, pinching his fingers with one hand, as if he were thinking about something.

"Bang"

At this time, a deafening sound of explosion sounded. When I heard the reputation, I saw that the water dragon didn't know when to start and had completely collapsed, while the ink bamboo rushed towards Xiao Yihan again, and the hidden murderous gas was quietly filled, just like a poisonous snake staring at a prey without resistance.

"It's impossible to go on like this!" looking at the ink bamboo expanding in the pupil, Xiao Yihan couldn't help biting his teeth. A moment later, he seemed to have made up his mind, his face was slightly heavy, and a touch of madness was gradually surging up in the pupil, "bastard! Fight with him!"

"Bang"

As soon as Xiao Yihan's voice fell, with the sound of explosion, the sword dragon was blown to pieces, the Taoist light broke up, and soon disappeared into nothingness. On the contrary, the old man was still as before, stable as a rock and motionless.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yihan's heart suddenly mentioned his voice. Now he can see that their strength is not at the same level at all.

Of course, Xiao Yihan will not give up because of this. Although he doesn't understand what the old man thinks, he knows in his heart that if the old man wants to kill him, he must have become a cold body at the moment.

When the cold wind blew, Xiao Yihan couldn't think about anything else. The ink bamboo had been killed. He had to find a way to resist it.

Suddenly, Xiao Yihan's whole body suddenly converged. Then, groups of yellow light and water light gushed one after another. The yellow light and water light were mixed, revealing an extremely mysterious breath. Vaguely, it seemed that some strange changes were taking place.