Chapter 170 Three-layer Treasure

Li Shen's face was ferocious and snorted coldly, "I don't believe this boy can turn against the sky."

Zhao Haoran seems to be neither sad nor happy, but in fact, he is really happy in his heart. If it weren't for the excitement, I'm afraid it would not be so easy to take the lead in entering the third level.

At this moment, it doesn't make any sense to hide your strength. The limitations of this exquisite pagoda can be seen by people with bright eyesight.

The third floor is a bedroom, which is arranged in an orderly manner and is completely different from the next two floors. A wooden bed is placed on the corner. No one has been here for a long time, but it is still spotless. There is a dressing mirror not far from the bed. Zhao Haoran looked carefully and it is no different from the bronze mirror used in the mortal world, which is a little disappointing.

Along ahead is an Eight Immortals table with an oil lamp on it. It looks very simple and dark all over. I don't know how many years it has passed. There is only a trace of wick left inside, and the lamp oil is about to bottom out.

It seems that there is nothing strange, just like the bedroom of mortals, which is very simple.

"Drip"

The sound of going up the stairs is endless, and Zhao Haoran knows that other souls are about to arrive.

No, Zhao Haoran stretched out his hand and grabbed it, pointing to the oil lamp that was almost out of lamp oil. This thing is extraordinary, and its consciousness dissipates at the touch. It seems that the third layer is the most precious one.

A humanoid puppet arrived first, and the extremely fast speed was extremely inconsistent with his dull look. As soon as he raised his lifeless palm, he was about to grab Zhao Haoran's oil lamp.

Peng Daoren's figure appeared, "Why are you so anxious? Let me take care of this oil lamp."

Zhao Haoran secretly regretted why he didn't do it earlier. When this Peng Daoren just came up, he found that Zhao Haoran's soul power fluctuated. He didn't need to think about using the doll directly and wanted to grab Zhao Haoran's favored items.

It was just that at this moment, the rest of the people rushed up one after another. The oil lamp was suspended in mid-air. Zhao Haoran increased his strength, but the Peng Daoren was not willing to show weakness. He pinched the magic formula with his hands and saw that the puppet's dull eyes were more flexible. He held the oil lamp and did not give Zhao Haoran a chance.

"The treasure is predestined to get it. I don't think this thing has anything to do with you. Let's give it away quickly." Mr. Han stepped in front of the oil lamp while talking.

"Retired!"

shouted out in one sentence, but he saw Peng Daoren and the puppet retreat several feet at the same time. It seemed that he had been seriously damaged, and the puppet's eyes began to become dull again.

"Mr. Han is a good trick, but our brothers still have to grab this puppet." Two identical souls came out of the crowd. The twin brothers named Yang Chen and Yang Bo were both at the beginning of the day, but the combination of oil refining was very powerful. Usually, they kept a low profile, and few people dared to provoke them.

However, the oil lamp seems to have a very extraordinary history, and the two brothers can't help it.

"This is a magic lamp, I know it!" A huge palm stretched over to take away the extinguishing lamp.

Zhao Haoran's eyes flashed coldly. No wonder he felt that this thing was extraordinary. He had it in the memory of Dayan Zhenjun, but he had never seen it. He heard that this god lamp can kill gods. No matter how high your cultivation is, as long as you light the oil lamp and tell the breath of the person you want to kill, you will follow the breath and kill it with one blow!

These domineering treasures were actually placed in the bedroom, and the owner of this object had died. Zhao Haoran was more and more confused, but what happened has made the whole fairy mansion a desolate place.

I'm afraid that the news heard by the poisonous fairies is half true and half false, and I can't believe it.

I'm going to order this extinguishing lamp!

"Spiritual shock"

The powerful divine attack slowed down everyone's movements, and the whole three floors were only less than three feet in radius, which could be reached in an instant. Zhao Haoran's body shook, as if he had integrated into the world, and almost no time to react, so he came to the oil lamp.

"Little friend, you have nothing to do with this oil lamp. Can I lie to you?"

"Transp!" Zhao Haoran's eyes flashed. Where did Mr. Han emerge from? He can be teleported under such a strong aura fluctuation, and his whole body is safe and intact. This person is definitely not the cultivation of a soul for a day.

The oil lamp is in Mr. Han's hands. Everyone is unwilling to give up. Even if it can't be used, it's good to study one or two. Such a domineering magic weapon makes people feel uneasy when it is placed on others.

The Yang Chen and Yang Bo brothers took the lead in robbing the past. The two of them emitted the same aura fluctuations. Their cultivation is not very strong, but together, they are more than the second day, approaching the two-day soul!

The whole three floors are so big that it is unlikely that Mr. Han wants to teleport again. Everyone is on guard. Whoever holds the lamp in his hand now is the enemy of everyone.

"I'm predestined to follow the oil lamp. Mr. Han, you'd better put it down." The force god's fist looked even more fierce in the narrow space. The wooden bed in one corner collapsed after the strong wind of the fist passed, and the three layers of the pagoda were stirred up and turned upside down.

However, the material of this pagoda is strong. No matter what kind of soul skill is hit on the wall, it will disappear inexplicably. This exquisite seven-qiao tower itself is an extremely powerful magic weapon. I don't know if it can be removed. The sudden flashing idea made Zhao Haoran's heart flutter. Maybe it is really possible to do it.

Peng Daoren took out another puppet and turned into a beautiful woman in an instant. In addition to the demented look in her eyes, she was also stunning.

A burst of fragrance filled the whole three-layer space when the puppet raised his hand. Zhao Haoran held his breath, and his eyes were confused, and his consciousness began to slow.

I don't know how this Peng Daoren puppet is refined. Each one has a different power. His cultivation is almost all on this puppet, and there is no powerful soul skill itself. After all, this method with the help of external objects is not the right way. Peng Daoren is obsessed with dolls, dropped his onto his ontological cultivation, and put the cart before the cart before the horse. However, the unknown power of the doll makes others very afraid.

Mr. Han's bright smile can't hide his "collapse".

A word came from his mouth, as if it had set off a big storm, and the fragrance dissipated in an instant. Yang Chen and Yang Bo's two brothers were pale, and the offensive just now turned into invisible, and even the power god retreated repeatedly.

"Guys, let's unite to kill Mr. Han first, and then we will have our own skills." Peng Daoren's deep voice sounded, and the rest of the people automatically came together.

Peng Daoren's face was gloomy, "Mr. Han, I don't know what kind of cultivation you are, but let's put down this magic lamp."

Mr. Han smiled easily and said, "This extinguishing lamp is predestined to me. I'm afraid you don't have this blessing."

Everyone's face is not natural. Mr. Han's cultivation is profound, which was known as early as outside the fairy mansion, but now he is still not panicked in the face of more than ten days of cultivation, and his real cultivation is a little intriguing.

If it is another magic weapon, it may be negotiable, so as not to turn against Mr. Han, but this thing is a great ** for anyone, and no one can give up, even if it is a fight to the death.

Zhao Haoran always feels that something is wrong. Mr. Han's behavior is completely unreasonable. If he really want to seize the magic lamp, it is the smart way to choose to escape at this time, but he has been staying on these three layers, invisibly letting everyone's eyes follow him.

"My opportunity is still on this tower, everyone, take a step ahead." Mr. Han turned around and stepped over the curtain of light in the stunned eyes of the people.

"I'm going to put out the magic lamp!" Lishen's eyes were red. He thought that he should be the most powerful in this fairy mansion, but he didn't expect a Mr. Han suddenly appeared and pressed him everywhere. Now that he has a chance, how can he let it go? What's more, it is the legendary god lamp, which is infinitely powerful. Even if the three-day soul person meets this thing, he may be jealous.

Without saying a word, Yang Chen and Yang Bo ran to the light curtain. At this time, everyone had put their minds on the extinguishing lamp.

Zhaoran touched the tip of his nose, hesitated for a moment, and was still determined to keep up with him. He didn't know what Mr. Han was doing, but he was a little less interested in the extinguishing lamp. It should cost a lot to use this thing. There was almost no wick, and the lamp oil was only a little. I'm afraid it was a useless thing. .

The light curtain leading to the fourth floor of the pagoda was not blocked at all. Zhao Haoran stepped in easily, and there were more doubts in his heart.

How is the limitation of strength of this light curtain? If the first layer to the second floor is in late March, then the second layer to the third floor should be the beginning of the day, and the fourth floor should be the first day, but all the souls at the beginning of the day have easily walked up. Is it possible that this light curtain? Just a decoration?

The fourth floor is completely different from the first three floors. The gray space gives people a depressing feeling. Zhao Haoran fought a cold war, even though his cultivation in the early days still can't resist the gloomy atmosphere.

It's like countless ghosts have been sealed here, and the sad screams are endless. What is there in it?

"He's over there." Lishen also seemed to notice something wrong and frowned.

As soon as Peng Daoren pinched the magic formula, the graceful woman appeared again. The doll had the cultivation at the beginning of the day and chased it in the direction pointed by the god.

"He went up another layer." Peng Daoren's face is calm. This fourth layer is already so terrible. I don't know what the fifth layer looks like. Is it worth it in order to extinguish the divine lamp?

** Naked seductively, Zhao Haoran couldn't help admiring him a little more. Holding a god lamp in his hand, it depends on whether the rest of the souls are not fooled. This is not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy. What on earth is Mr. Han for?

This exquisite pagoda is full of strangeness. If it hadn't been for the soul crystal, Zhao Haoran would not have been able to continue to follow it.