Chapter 377: The Altar at the End of the Immortal Bridge

Boom boom boom ~~

The corners of the young man's mouth, who was exactly the same as Zhao Ze, smiled, and a soul-controlling jade pendant also appeared in his hand, and in an instant, his divine consciousness turned into a storm, colliding with his divine consciousness outside his body, and making a loud roar.

At this moment, Zhao Ze slapped the storage bag, held the blue long knife in his hand, and infused his true spiritual power, turning into a huge blade and slashing at the young man.

Qiang~~

Almost in the blink of an eye, a long blue knife appeared in the young man's hand, slamming into his blade.

"Well~~, this place is really mysterious, and the illusioned self is not only equal in physical strength, but even the divine sense and magic weapon are exactly the same, but I don't know if the Nine Dragons Flame Ding can suppress him. ”

In the flash of light, Zhao Ze had already made a judgment.

The seventh floor of this space-time tower is a special space for self-training, and as long as someone walks here, a self that is exactly the same as one of them will be born.

It's just that this so-called self is all based on the monk's deity, whether it is exercises, secret techniques, or magic weapons, there are traces of imitation.

But because the speed of this imitation is so fast, almost synchronous, that it is impossible to see at all, which increases the difficulty of the monk's self-defeat.

As he pondered, the blade had shattered, and the two were still evenly matched.

Suddenly, when Zhao Ze rushed past the young man with a knife, his left hand punched, and it was covered with red flames.

"The origin of the fire, the carving insect skill~~"

The young man smiled, and the same red flame immediately appeared on the fist, and he bombarded him again, without falling behind at all.

"Hmph~~"

The sneer on the corner of Zhao Ze's mouth remained unchanged, and as soon as his mind moved, the Nine Dragons Flame Ding directly emerged, and the true spiritual power was infused into a circle of dozens of zhang, exuding a simple and heavy immortal treasure coercion.

As he bent his fingers, he was about to slam down on the youth.

"Nine Dragons Flame Ding? I have it too!"

However, what made him frown slightly was that the young man sneered again, and a small black tripod also appeared above his head.

This tripod rose in the wind, and instantly turned into a radius of dozens of zhang, simple and heavy, even the cracks on it were exactly the same as his, this is not counting, Zhao Ze could feel the same treasure spirit breath as the boy.

"Ah Yan, what's going on?"

This time, Zhao Ze was really moved, and at the same time that the two big tripods collided together and made a loud roar, he hurriedly communicated with Ah Yan to inquire.

"I don't know, the Great Heavenly Venerable Gong Ginseng Creation, his supreme treasure can imitate my breath, it shouldn't be difficult to think about. It's just that master, I'm really too weak to help you. ”

Suddenly, the boy hiding in the big ding responded weakly.

"Damn, I can't collide any more, otherwise not only will Ah Yan be injured and sleep, but I will be busy in the past few months. ”

After cultivating for so long, the damage of the Nine Dragons Flame Ding has only been repaired by less than one ten-thousandth.

But just now, the crack on it has a tendency to expand, and Zhao Ze hurriedly recalled Dading and put it into the dantian.

"Hahaha~~"

Seeing that he was distressed about Da Ding, the young man immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, bent his fingers a little, and the Nine Dragons Flame Ding, surrounded by red flames, went straight to him and crushed him.

At this moment, a strong oppression came to him, and if he didn't use the words of the Nine Dragons Flame Ding, he couldn't resist it at all.

But if you continue to use it, you can't defeat the other party, and I'm afraid it will make the immortal tripod even more damaged.

Zhao Ze knew that he was moving a stone to shoot himself in the foot, and there was no trace of underestimation in his heart, so he gritted his teeth and stepped out of the mysterious trajectory, overlapping his figures, directly reversing time and returning to the moment when the young man just appeared a few breaths ago.

Die~~~

He gritted his teeth, and at the same time that a trace of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, his palms turned into black holes, colliding with the palms of the other party, which also turned into black holes.

"Hahahaha~~, what's the matter, you can't defeat me in reversing time, so let's give up. ”

At that moment just now, the young man had an inexplicable fear, and he continued to laugh and disintegrate Zhao Ze's heart in order to calm himself.

"Hmph~~, if you can still imitate it, I'm willing to return!"

The tearing power of the young man's palm is extremely strong, not weaker than him at all, and Zhao Ze is forcibly reversing time, wanting to kill the self of the same level, and the amount of backlash can be imagined.

The blue tendons on his face bulged, his chest rose and fell sharply, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and when he gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, the perfect Zhou Tian cycle of martial arts fusion was running at full strength.

At this moment, the Eternal Golden Pill, which surpassed the size of an ordinary monk's golden pill a hundred times, and forty-four True Qi beads that were larger than one exploded with all their might, and the devouring power was instantly a hundred times stronger.

"No~~"

The young man who had always had a faint disdain on his face, after feeling the sudden increase in devouring, immediately wanted to retreat in horror and despair, but his vitality and cultivation were passing rapidly, and he had already withered and exploded in the blink of an eye.

Although the space-time tower is refined by Immortal Venerable Li Zhan, the monk himself that it can simulate also has a limit.

The Nine Dragons Flame Ding and the Red Flame Flame Origin just now were because Dan Daozi was his brother, and his realm was lower than his.

However, the Eternal Dao Foundation that made the entire Cloud Sea Realm tremble, he couldn't simulate it, because Li Zhan was just a perfect Dao Ji back then.

In addition, there is also Zhao Ze's self-created martial arts fusion method and the devouring vortex formed, the young man can only imitate its shape, but it is difficult to understand its meaning, and it is reasonable to be defeated and die.

"This~~, this kid passed so easily. ”

Watching the young man's body dissipate, Zhao Ze stepped onto the pontoon bridge and walked towards the entrance of the eighth floor, and the treasure spirit in the depths of the void was also a little unbelievably shocked.

However, his shocked emotions quickly turned into anticipation, because the test of the eighth layer is the key to determining whether a chosen person can become the new master.

"Hmm~~, what's going on? Am I not the only one who has passed the test?"

Walking through the long bridge of chains for dozens of miles, the moment Zhao Ze stepped into the eighth floor, his face couldn't help but be full of strange colors.

Because the eight-layer world is not very large, it is only tens of thousands of feet in circumference.

As far as the eye can see, in the center is a suspended quaint altar shrouded in a curtain of light, and inside lies an octagonal nine-story tower.

At this moment, inside the altar canopy, there are dozens of people meditating cross-legged, including men and women, old and young.

One thing these people have in common is that they all have the shadow of a small tower suspended above their heads, exactly like the nine-story tower.

The difference is that some of the small tower phantoms have already been integrated into most of the heavenly spirits, and some have only been integrated into one or two layers.

The altar was surrounded by fairy mist, and it was impossible to see the situation below, and there was only a white fairy bridge leading to the entrance.

At this time, there was a middle-aged man in a green shirt and an old man in a gray robe on the fairy bridge who were walking slowly, but they closed their eyes and did not speak, as if they were wandering outside the gods.

Rumble~~~

Suddenly, just as Zhao Ze retracted his gaze and was about to step on the immortal bridge to go to the altar, the old man's body trembled, and he directly exploded into a blood mist and scattered, and his soul fell under the bridge and disappeared.

The middle-aged people not far from him didn't notice this strange scene at all, and the dozens of people on the altar didn't notice it at all.

Only Zhao Ze's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously withdrew his raised left leg.

"Damn, what the hell is this test?"

His heart trembled, and he asked with an ugly face, but his voice echoed, but he didn't get a trace of answer.