Chapter 211 Tongtian Tower 6

Chapter 211 Tongtian Tower (6)

Mengli Sword scratched a purple light and went straight to the forbidden spiritual light.

The forbidden spirit flashed violently and was easily cut by the Mengli sword, but it was intact after the sword, as if it had not been attacked at all. The attack of Mengli Sword was cleverly wiped out.

Zhao Di shook his head helplessly. The prohibition here is indeed mysterious and abnormal, which cannot be destroyed by brute force. In terms of attack power alone, Mengli sword with the combination of mixed Yuanshenguang is the most powerful means of attack in Zhaodi. If the monks of the Jiedan period are hit by this blow head-on, even if they are protected by defensive magic weapons, I'm afraid they will be more or less lucky

Since he can't get a few more treasures, he no longer wastes time and is ready to enter the adventure of the fifth level

Feng Qingyun has informed him of the general test content of the first four floors, and the situation after the fifth floor is unknown.

In the past tens of thousands of years, few monks have entered the fifth floor. Naturally, this valuable information will not spread too widely, and even the elders of thousands of machines can't know it.

Zhao Di sacrificed the Mengli sword in front of him, wrapped in a layer of purple gas all over his body, and then he shook his body and entered an arch.

At this time, Zhao Di was in a cave hundreds of feet in size. The light in the cave is dim, and the top of the cave hangs down a sharp stone milk ranging from a few feet to a few feet in size. There were a few yellow-green phosphorus fires burning. Occasionally, a gust of gloomy wind blew by, and these phosphorus fires suddenly became bright and dark, and even faintly heard the sound of ghosts crying, which made the situation of the cave more strange.

"Oh, the yin atmosphere here is extremely heavy, but it is a very suitable place for our sisters to practice." Youlan, Youruo came out, and immediately felt the strong yin qi around him.

Zhao Di took out a fist-sized moonstone to illuminate the whole cave, but the light of the moonstone quickly weakened after taking it out, and after a moment, it completely lost its light.

"The underworld array should be arranged here. Except for ghost fire and fire, other lights can't exist here for a long time." You Ruo looked at the dim moonstone floating in front of Zhao Di, frowned and analyzed.

Zhao Di took off the black gauze hat and put it into the storage bracelet with the moonstone. With the faint light of phosphorus fire, he slowly looked for a way out in the cave.

His consciousness is still greatly limited, and he can only go dozens of feet from the outside.

This small cave is connected to two or three channels, and I can't see where it goes. Zhao Di chose one of them to lean forward.

At this time, in the difficult pass of the fourth floor, Xiao Yihan, the last middle-aged monk to break through the pass, was "standing" in a muddy wetland, and his waist and the following parts were all stuck in the quagmire. And he was also exhausted and could no longer climb out of the quagmire. Although the exit was only a few miles away, he had even seen the gorgeous light ladder to the fifth floor, but at this time, the twelve hours had been exhausted, and the heavenly order in his hand stimulated a faint white light. After a moment, the white glow flashed, and the unwilling Xiao Yihan disappeared here.

The next moment, Xiao Yihan appeared somewhere hundreds of miles away from the Tongtian Pagoda. After flying for a while, he came to the vicinity of the Tongtian Pagoda and was surprised to see the seven-story golden pagoda that was still spinning.

"The Tongtian Tower has not disappeared, which means that there are still monks in the tower. I have exhausted almost all the time to finally come out of the first four floors. Are the people in the tower breaking through the difficulty of the fifth floor? Is it really invisible? Does this person really have the legendary magic power? As a late Jiedan monk who has also become famous for many years, I actually have such a big gap with him? Xiao Yihan, who has always regarded himself, muttered to himself. He looked at the Tongtian Tower in a daze, and after a long time, he left with a long sigh.

In the difficult juncture on the fifth floor of Tongtian Tower, a middle-aged man with dementia, a lion beast demon, a monster covered in golden lion hair, and a body longer than three feet jumped up in the air, waving a claw at a handsome teenager under him at a distance of more than ten feet.

A huge claw shadow of about ten feet of size appeared in front of the teenager and grabbed his body fiercely.

The teenager's body shook, flashing shadows flashing, changing into identical teenagers one by one, unable to tell which is true and which is false

The claw shadow grabbed one of the teenagers hard, and the "young man" immediately turned into a little inspiration and returned to other "young people" bodies.

"If you are a level eight monster, I will naturally avoid your sharpness, but it is just a half-level monster. Although it is much more powerful than a level 7 monster, it is far worse than the real level 8 monster. How can I be afraid of you?"

Several "teens" said exactly the same words at the same time, with exactly the same expression and action, and there was no difference at all. As soon as the words fell, the two figures shook. A man, a woman and two young monks in their early twenties appeared beside the teenager, but the two looked dull, and their faces were like dead ashes, not like living people. Looking at the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the two people, they are all at the initial level of Jiedan.

The figures of the two teenagers suddenly got into the bodies of the two people, and their eyes suddenly changed and their eyes were fierce. The man sacrificed a flag with a white dragonfly, and the woman held a sharp cone shining with a silk electric arc in her hand. The two launched a fierce offensive and attacked the monster with a human face. The teenagers also took out a gorgeous half-moon-shaped blade plate at the same time and cut it at the monster one after another.

At the same time, Zhao Di is in a cave, commanding the puppet and Meng Lijian to fight against a tiger-headed evil spirit with a size of more than three feet.

A puppet holding a long golden knife, waved the top-grade spiritual tool in his hand, waved at the evil spirit, and the golden light flashed, and a long golden light blade cut the evil spirit.

The devil did not avoid it, allowing the light blade to easily pierce his gray-black body. However, there was no fresh blood flowing out of the wound, but a large amount of gray-black yin gas condensed here, and its body instantly returned to its original state.

This evil spirit is condensed by yin qi, and it is not afraid of physical attacks such as knives and swordslashes. The yin qi here is extremely heavy. Even if it is injured, the evil spirit can quickly replenish a large amount of yin qi and restore the body.

The devil roared, his mouth was open, and regardless of the puppet's attack, he rushed straight to Zhao Di, trying to swallow Zhao Di into his stomach. The evil spirits in mid-air were still waving their claws from time to time, and the shadows of gray and black claws attacked Zhao Di.

Zhao Di manipulated Meng Li's sword to slash the claw shadow, and the purple sword lights flashed out one after another. After the gray and black claw shadow was hit by the purple light, it instantly collapsed into a faint yin. Meng Li's sword did not change its direction, wrapped in a layer of mixed god light, and faced the

The evil spirit is extremely low. He didn't know the power of the purple sword at all, and he ignored it and continued to bite Zhao Di himself.

In mid-air, the purple sword easily divided the evil spirit into two. The latter was about to call the yin qi in his body to re-condensate and restore the body, but he found that a layer of faint, faint light at the wound made the yin qi very afraid and could not gather and merge for a while. At the same time, Zhao Di's puppets also hit the two halves of the evil spirit's body one after another. For a while, the evil spirit's body was thousands of holes, and it was difficult to recover.

With a soft sound, under another chopping of the Mengli sword, the evil spirit dispersed, turned into a walnut-sized green transparent crystal, and fell to the ground.

"There is another soul crystal" shouted happily.

Zhao Di's hand was a little bit towards the green crystal, and the latter flew into his hand by himself. After a slight look, he was included in the storage bracelet.

This is the fourth soul crystal he has harvested in the big and small cave on the fifth floor.

This kind of evil spirit, the monk of the ghost family, has a special name for it, called the spell spirit, which is made of the soul, flesh and blood and some auxiliary materials of monsters or human monks who are at least cultivated above the level in the elixir period, with spells, and sacrificed in a special way. After that, the spell spirit must also practice for a period of time in the place where the yin qi is extremely heavy, so as to give birth to the soul crystal, and gather the yin qi with the help of the soul crystal to condense the body. The soul crystal in its body is the core of the spell, which is equivalent to the inner elixir of the monster.

This kind of soul crystal is also a useful treasure for ghost cultivation, because the spell can only use its skills in places with extremely heavy yin, and the spell itself cannot recognize the Lord and cannot be manipulated by the monks, so the use of the spell itself is not large, and the ghost monks spend a lot of effort to refine the spells, mostly to The soul crystal contains sufficient soul power, which is necessary for ghost monks to perform some spell secrets, and is also one of the necessary raw materials for making some ghost treasures.

On the way, Zhao Di has encountered several spells one after another. Although they are all at the initial level of Jiedan, because of the extremely heavy yin here, the strength of these spells has greatly increased, and the attacks on swords are almost ignored, so it is not easy to deal with. However, the Mengli sword in Zhao Di's hand is made of the best seven treasures of Buddhism, which is born with powerful Buddha power and restrains evil things such as ghosts the most. Even if Zhao Di doesn't know how to use it, the purple sword light inspired by the dream glass sword is still the nemesis of the spell.

The spell spirit hit by Zhao Di's sword light was difficult to recover his body for a moment, and Zhao Di could use this gap to use the puppet to attack fiercely. Just like the scene just now, it broke up the yin qi of the whole body of the spell spirit, and the spell spirit lost its vitality, leaving only a piece of soul crystal.

Zhao Di has been in this gloomy fifth level of difficulty for several hours. He has traveled through dozens of miles through horizontal passages and caves, but still hasn't found an exit.

He felt that the yin around him was getting heavier and heavier, and he needed to constantly split the roads with his sword light to continue to move forward.

"Well, finally someone came here and I haven't tasted fresh flesh and blood for many years." Two strong voices sounded, saying exactly the same words.

"The Spell King" was shocked. It is rumored that only the Spell King, who is equivalent to the Yuanying monk, can have a high spiritual intelligence and can speak

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