Chapter 52: The Second Layer of Xuanwu Fantasy Realm (Ask for Collection, Recommend, Reward)
It is 10,000 meters away from Wu Tianji.
Wang Xiaoyu was wearing a faint mask, feeling that he had completely dragged Wu Tianji.
The hidden aura of this dark mask includes breathing, so as long as there is no big movement, the other party can only look for it with his eyes if he wants to find it.
Call......
Wang Xiaoyu stopped in front of an old tree stump and briefly calmed down.
At the same time, he turned his head to look in the direction he came, with hope in his eyes.
I hope that the master Zhao Qitian will also follow from behind.
But Wang Xiaoyu also knows how much risk it takes to drag Wu Tianji down.
Maybe the master has already burped at this time.
The angry Wang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and gurgled, the master is like a biological father, and the hatred of killing his father is not shared!
In this life and this life, the Xuanwu Sect will definitely be ......
Shout......
Wang Xiaoyu's oath had not yet been completed, and he saw a golden light shuttling in the forest.
"Master!"
Wang Xiaoyu's eyes widened suddenly, and he jumped up excitedly with a sigh of surprise.
This phantom shadow shuttling through the forest, exuding golden light, was left by Zhao Qitian's burning stick.
The master and apprentice finally escaped Wu Tianji's clutches.
The master and apprentice couldn't beat one of them, and they finally escaped because they lost the dragon soul, which is a bit of a gecko's broken tail, and it's really a bit embarrassing and embarrassing to say it.
But this is definitely the first and last time this has happened.
"Master, master, are you okay?" Wang Xiaoyu hurriedly looked at the flying burning stick and exclaimed excitedly.
"Small problem, just that old boy Wu Tianji, he really can't help but be a teacher!"
Zhao Qitian's words were relaxed, but now his soul still felt a little fluttering, feeling that a gust of wind might be able to blow away the weak soul at this time.
However, in front of the apprentice, this force must still be put in place.
"Master, what ...... What about the dragon soul?" Wang Xiaoyu looked at the bare burning stick in front of him again, and asked in surprise.
Burning sticks?
"I was snatched away by the old boy Wu Tianji, and I was worried about your safety for the teacher, so I didn't go to rob him again, and when I had time to go back, I would snatch the dragon soul back!"
Zhao Qitian gritted his teeth again and said angrily.
The dragon soul was robbed, and Zhao Qitian also felt a pain in his flesh, very painful.
His current cultivation depends entirely on the dragon soul.
If the entire dragon soul is devoured and refined, even if the ten martial heavens are on it together, they can easily be beaten together.
And devouring and refining the entire dragon soul is just a simple matter of time.
In other words, as long as there is a dragon soul, it can achieve the effect of hanging up and cultivating.
But now that the dragon soul has been snatched away, how can Zhao Qitian not be in pain?
"Well, master, one day, I will snatch the dragon soul back for my master. ”
Wang Xiaoyu also gritted his teeth, holding the sword tightly in his hand, and the blood on the back of the knife that had almost coagulated jumped in an instant under Wang Xiaoyu's shock.
Whether the dragon soul can be snatched back is not said for the time being.
Revenge can also be put aside.
How to escape the current predicament seems to be the most important thing.
The only exit from this Xuanwu Fantasy Realm is in the Xuanwu Hall of the Xuanwu Sect.
To go out now is to go out and die.
If you want to leave the Xuanwu Illusion Realm alive, you can only cultivate to the strength of one person to fight against the entire Xuanwu Sect.
To put it bluntly, it is the realm of Emperor Xuan.
This...... It looks like it's going to be a super long practice.
It took nearly a hundred years for the sect leader of the Xuanwu Sect, Wu Chenfeng, to cultivate to the Xuandi realm.
Even if Wang Xiaoyu's qualifications are extremely high, coupled with the help of his teacher, if he makes a discount, it will take at least fifty years......
Fifty years......
Zhao Qitian doesn't care, anyway, he is a 'single', alone, and he has nothing to worry about the outside world.
But Wang Xiaoyu is different.
Wang Xiaoyu is still waiting to marry Wang Lingxue.
Fifty years later, Wang Lingxue may have a full house of children and grandchildren......
At the same time, the Xuanwu Sect, inside the Law Enforcement Hall.
The atmosphere in the main hall of the Law Enforcement Hall was still very solemn and solemn, even more solemn than the last time.
In particular, Deacon Ling's face was half blue and half white.
Because the 'bad idea' of letting the people in the family enter the Xuanwu Fantasy Realm for secret testing was made by Deacon Ling.
The test did have an effect, and among the nearly 10,000 family members, only one was very strong.
That is Wang Xiaoyu of the King of Dragon Guardian City.
The results of this test were mixed for the Law Enforcement Hall.
The joy is that the villains who killed the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall by cruel means have been found out.
The worry is that Deacon Ling used a hundred taels of gold to issue a law enforcement order to kill Wang Xiaoyu.
And then...... Then there were already four law enforcement hall disciples who ordered Wang Xiaoyu's knife to be sent.
And maybe at this time, there are still many disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall who are going forward to give Wang Xiaoyu his head for this hundred taels of gold.
The enforcement order was also issued by Deacon Ling.
It was no wonder that Deacon Ling's face was pale at this time.
"Ling Changtian, you actually dare to issue a law enforcement order privately, you are simply bold!"
Law Enforcement Hall Master Wu Yitian immediately lashed out at Deacon Ling.
Deacon Ling directly poofed in fright, knelt on the ground and trembled, and said in a trembling voice: "Hall Master, the disciple knows the mistake, the disciple knows the mistake...... I didn't expect that Wang Xiaoyu to ......"
Deacon Ling begged for mercy on the surface, but he was secretly cursing in his heart.
As one of the seven deacons of the Law Enforcement Hall, although he did not say that he had the right to issue law enforcement orders, he usually issued law enforcement orders by the seven deacons.
And now that something went wrong, the hall master Wu Yitian actually jumped out of these words, and put the responsibility on himself.
Is this a human thing?
Although he secretly cursed in his heart, on the surface, Deacon Ling did not dare to refute anything.
I can only carry all this black cauldron.
"You are not enough to succeed and what to do, what are you doing here, why don't you hurry up and gather all the disciples who have entered the Xuanwu Fantasy Realm, you personally go to the Xuanwu Fantasy Realm to bring that Wang Xiaoyu's head, otherwise you will always be in the Xuanwu Fantasy Realm, don't give me out." ”
Wu Yitian, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, roared angrily again, and the entire Law Enforcement Hall seemed to tremble.
After all, there were less than three hundred disciples in the Law Enforcement Hall, and they were all the elites of the elite selected from the Heavenly Star Academy, and the death of one disciple was a great loss for the Law Enforcement Hall.
It's no wonder that Wu Yitian is so angry.
Under Wu Yitian's roar, Deacon Ling got up and quickly left the main hall of the Law Enforcement Hall, and entered the Xuanwu Illusion Realm with Wu Yitian's handwritten edict......
His gaze turned back to the first floor of the Xuanwu Fantasy Realm.
Wang Xiaoyu stuck the burning stick on his waist and quickly moved through the vast land on the first floor of the Xuanwu Fantasy Realm.
I heard that there are seven layers in the Xuanwu Fantasy Realm, and each layer is more dangerous than the other.
So does danger mean high risk and high reward?
The Xuan Qi below is even thicker than here?
Wang Xiaoyu longed for a place where his cultivation progressed the fastest.
Because Wang Xiaoyu is in a hurry, he is in a hurry to leave here, otherwise Senior Sister Ling Xue will really get married.
As for Zhao Qitian, he entered a deep sleep.
Because the soul was severely damaged by the three swords of Wu Tianji, this cultivation stage may be very long.
The main reason is that without the dragon soul, there is nothing suitable for devouring and cultivating.
What made Zhao Qitian feel most angry was that the items exchanged in the system exchange mall could not be devoured and cultivated.
This system, it's really fucking that there are no loopholes at all.
I don't know how long it took.
"Master, master, I seem to have found the entrance to the second floor!"
Zhao Qitian, who was sleeping, was suddenly woken up by Wang Xiaoyu's excited voice.
Zhao Qitian opened his eyes.
Wang Xiaoyu was standing at the foot of a big mountain at this time, and on the stone wall of the big mountain in front of him, there was a door several feet high, emitting a blue light, as if it was a door with some kind of formation layout.
This door is almost the same as the one that enters the Xuanwu Fantasy Realm.
And this door is not an exit, it must be a passage to the next level.
"Well, let's go down directly" Zhao Qitian nodded in response, in fact, his heart was also full of curiosity.
As soon as Zhao Qitian's words fell, Wang Xiaoyu rushed directly into it.
It was as if the door was a door across another world.
It's such a simple leap forward.
Wang Xiaoyu and Zhao Qitian's eyes changed a scene.
In front of him was an endless barren land, the dry ground was full of cracks, and the widest could even fall a dozen cows at the same time, and there was no bottom when looking down.
A wind mixed with dust swept through the barren wilderness.
This scene, compared to the first layer of the illusion, is simply a world of difference.
What's more, the Xuantian Qi here is extremely thin, not only is it inferior to the first layer above, but it is even inferior to the Xuantian World outside.
Wang Xiaoyu frowned, is this Nima in the wrong place, it is completely different from what he imagined!