Chapter 171 Layer 5

"Chasing, no one can take away my things."

Peng Daoren took a look at Li Shen with some disgust. No one will feel comfortable with this arrogant attitude, but now he belongs to the same camp, and his common enemy is Mr. Han.

There is a pair of eyes staring at everyone. Zhao Haoran doesn't know why he has such a strange feeling, as if it is not far away, but he can't catch it.

The huge cold atmosphere permeated the whole fourth floor. Yang Chen whispered, "Let's go."

Yang Bo nodded and followed without hesitation. The two brothers always acted together. No matter what they did, they would advance and retreat together. They looked at Peng Daoren contemptuously and followed the two brothers Yang Chen.

"Guys, since Mr. Han is our common enemy, it's better to go up together. Even if there is danger, we can take care of each other." Peng Daoren's words have stabilized everyone a lot. No matter how much Mr. Han is, he is not the opponent of these dozens of people.

After the fog, the fifth layer is close in front of you, and it is still a thin light curtain without any blocking ability.

Zhao Haoran followed at the end, and his mind was full of mysteries, and the feeling of being spied was even worse, which made him have to be more careful. There seemed to be a hand in the dark, prompting them to climb to the higher level of the Linglong Tower step by step.

"Boom!"

The first layer is full of moon souls. Naturally, it is difficult to enter with the restriction of the light curtain. Many people do not believe in evil. The magnificent soul force invaded the light curtain. After the virtual shadow appeared, it only stopped it, and there was no hurtful action. After getting used to it, everyone was no longer afraid and persistently wanted to break the light curtain and enter Linglong. The higher position of the pagoda.

Zhao Haoran and others, as the first group of souls to enter, those soul crystals have been cleaned up, and there is no residue left. How can the rest of the souls be willing? Even if they know that there is little hope, they still want to break through the curtain.

"Hmm! Don't try again. If it's really possible, I won't stay on the first floor. It was the soul man surnamed Wang who spoke. He found that the aura of heaven and earth for the first time was stronger than the second layer, so he walked down. Unexpectedly, these souls attacked the light curtain like crazy, and the noisy voice made him really unbearable.

The profound cultivation of the soul man surnamed Wang made them pause, which annoyed a soul man whose cultivation was stronger than himself was obviously unwise.

But it didn't take long to continue to attack the light curtain and get any treasures. Isn't this industry in vain? Those who can enter the exquisite pagoda are the best people who enter the desolate land? How can they be influenced by other people's words and have gone through life and death without any gain and unacceptable.

The soul man surnamed Wang opened his eyes angrily. He was very annoyed when he could not enter the third layer. He wanted to practice in this exquisite pagoda with sufficient aura, but he was disturbed. His hands condensed, and the magnificent soul power flew to a soul man next to the light curtain with his anger.

It was also his bad luck. The soul man in early March just sat down cross-legged and practiced and did nothing. The disaster fell from the sky, and the anger of the soul man surnamed Wang all fell on her head.

Fare in response!

The soul man surnamed Wang's full blow was not general. He killed the unlucky man, and his strength was not completely exhausted. The remaining trace of soul power rushed forward, and the target was the light curtain.

The crisp sound was pleasant to the ear, and everyone was stunned, "Thank you, senior." Several souls in front of the light curtain arched their hands and happily walked up the spiral staircase.

The soul man surnamed Wang is puzzled. He doesn't think that his cultivation has the ability to break through this light curtain. If his cultivation is enough to pass through, if his cultivation is insufficient, he can only stop here. He doesn't know what happened to this Linglong Tower, but he has to say that it is a good thing. Even if he can't get a treasure, he can open it. The eyes are also good.

He ran to the second floor quickly and found that the light curtain had been broken. The soul man surnamed Wang was very excited. It seemed that this exquisite pagoda had completely lost its protection and must go up quickly to prevent the treasure from being robbed by others.

The cold breath was even worse. Zhao Haoran carefully observed it. There was no trace of Mr. Han. There was only one bluestone coffin on the fifth floor. The surroundings were empty. Many people's hair were frosty, and there was no more spiral ladders.

"Old ghost Han, no matter where you hide, I will find you today." With a roar, Zhao Haoran observed that the bluestone coffin trembled slightly, and it seemed that something wanted to climb out of it.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and all methods are tracked!"

Yang Bo pinched the magic formula, and a third eye appeared between his eyebrows. The fifth floor of the Linglong Tower lit up in an instant, but Yang Bo's soul art stopped after a few breaths.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "He is not here. I can't see through the bluestone coffin. What on earth can only be known until it is opened."

This is the first time Zhao Haoran has seen such a strange soul art. The power emitted by Yang Bo's third eye is different from any kind of soul power. If there is a chance, he can learn it, but I don't know if the two brothers can agree.

"There is nothing on the first four floors, and I don't know what treasures there are in the fifth floor. Is it possible that I can only follow behind?"

"Brother Zhou, who told us that our cultivation is not as good as others? Let's go up quickly. Maybe we can pick some benefits."

The noisy body came from below, and Zhao Haoran vaguely seemed to understand something, but it was a little difficult to catch a clue.

"Get out!" The fierce shout of Lishen stunned the moon soul who had just come up. This one is not a good temper. If you really want to annoy him, I'm afraid no one will please him.

Stand aside trembling, the exquisite pagoda was opened twice behind, and the originally narrow space was even more crowded with the addition of more than 40 people.

Peng Daoren frowned, "Don't move around, just stand where you are, or don't blame me for being rude."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely follow your orders."

These dozens of people are also a great force, among which there are many scattered strongmen and sect elites. Peng Daoren is not easy to offend, so they can only persuade them to stay aside.

"Who will open the sarcophagus?" Peng Daoren's voice sounded, but no one responded.

The cultivation of those who can reach the Japanese soul must have experienced a lot of twists and turns. The divine consciousness of this bluestone coffin can't be explored at all. Although it is empty, no one dares to approach it. It is not surprising that there is a powerful formation in this fairy mansion. Among them, there is a big relationship in my heart, and no one will try it easily.

Peng Daoren sneered, "Since there is no one, I'm not polite, but if there is really a treasure, I should choose first. I don't know what your opinion is?"

"What Peng Daoren said is reasonable, and our brother naturally has no objection." Yang Bo took the lead in expressing his attitude, and the rest of the people also agreed.

Peng Taoist nodded and thought to himself that I was the only one who could open the coffin. The magic of the puppet can make him not face any risks. If there is really any problem, you can know it as soon as possible. Anyway, he has taken a great advantage.

Thinking of this, Peng Daoren was very comfortable. He took out the puppet, pinched the magic formula and turned into a child's appearance, and rushed to the sarcophagus without fear.

There is no formation near this sarcophagus, and many people regret it, but it's too late to say anything at this time.

The two brothers Yang Chen unconsciously approached Peng Daoren, less than two feet away. Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and all felt ghosts and hidden tricks. It was really hard to say who was the fisherman.

"Oh!" Peng Daoren's face was slightly surprised, "My doll has tens of thousands of pounds of strength. What kind of material is this sarcophagus cover? It doesn't move at all."

Peng Daoren muttered a few words, and he didn't know who to listen to, but he still pinched the formula in his hand.

With a "long" order, the doll's figure was a little higher, and the expression on his face became mature. The light in his eyes flashed, and the thick sarcophagus creaked.

As soon as a gap was opened, Zhao Haoran noticed that the cold air in the Linglong pagoda seemed to have met his relatives and rushed over crazily. I'm afraid many people can feel the changes.

A hairy palm stretched out along the gap and struggled to climb out, but the weight of the sarcophagus cover seemed to be too large for it to move at all for a long time.

Peng Daoren hesitated a little. This unknown thing gave him a sense of danger. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to open the sarcophagus.

"I saw that the things in the sarcophagus were predestined to me, so I might as well help him."

"Old Korean ghost, die!" Li Shen was extremely angry. Mr. Han played around and was led by the nose from the beginning. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"No, stop him." Zhao Haoran shouted. I'm afraid the ultimate purpose of Mr. Han led them here is the sarcophagus.

The momentum on Yang Chen and Yang Bo's two brothers soared, and their breathing changed from early January to early February. It turned out that they hid their strength. They didn't know what secret methods the two had, and they didn't even notice it when they entered the door of space.

"Fire Dragon Binding"

The narrow space is densely full of fire aura. One palm in the sarcophagus made Zhao Haoran's hair stand up. This danger only happened once in the face of Emperor Shitian. Even the sea breeze did not have such strength.

Without scruples, his strength came out at the beginning of the day, resolving any possibility of Mr. Han's teleportation.

No matter which direction it is, it will cause a siege.

"Hahaha, little brother, this thing is also very predestined to you. No one can stop what should come. Don't force it." Mr. Han's calmness made Zhao Haoran even more uneasy. All this seemed to be in his calculation, and even guessed that Peng Daoren's doll would open the sarcophagus. This man's mind was too deep!