Time passed, and as the month approached, everyone's hearts hung in their throats.

Because the longer you spend in the Secret Realm, the greater your chances of getting the Great Floating Slaughter.

In the secret realm, Zhao Dongyang's eyes were red, staring at the cyan Futu Pagoda in front of him, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Wang Chen, as long as I obtain this exercise, you will be trampled under my feet forever, and there can only be one red sun in the Winter Courtyard, and that is me Zhao Dongyang. ”

With an angry shout, Zhao Dongyang's figure rushed out again and stepped into the Futu Tower, and in an instant, a terrible ghast roar sounded.

Even in his sight, Zhao Dongyang's figure was buried by countless floating phantoms in an instant.

The Great Floating Slaughter is an extremely mysterious exercise, which does not require cultivation, or it is cultivation when it is perceived.

With 3,000 floating souls, refining the physical body, and fusing with their own spiritual power, they can successfully summon a floating tower of their own.

Right now, Zhao Dongyang has tried twice, and now it is the third time, and he knows that if he fails this time, he will completely lose the opportunity to understand.

On the other side of the world.

With a touch of strangeness, Wang Chen stepped into the Futu Tower.

Since he sat down to observe this tower, it took nearly twenty days, he tried his best to copy this tower in his heart, so that he could remember the appearance of this floating tower, it can be said that now, as long as he closes his eyes, he can quickly appear in his mind the appearance of the floating tower.

At this moment, he seemed to have the impulse to enter the tower to take a look, and he wanted the Futu Pagoda in his heart to not only be the appearance, but also the internal structure.

As soon as the front foot stepped into the Futu Tower, an old voice came out.

"The Futu Pagoda has nine layers, which are divided into three heavens, three earths, and three people. ”

"In each weight, there are a thousand souls, and there are nine thousand souls, also known as, floating souls, floating souls, and floating souls. ”

"With the power of the flesh, go to the Nine Heavens and accept the baptism of ten thousand souls, this method is completed. ”

"Everyone has three chances, and if they fail in all of them, they will never have the opportunity to comprehend this Fa from now on. ”

Wang Chen's eyes were hot, it turned out that this was the key to the Great Floating Slaughter, and he immediately walked into the Floating Slaughter Tower.

On the first layer, a thousand floating souls, originally a thousand souls, as if they had no goal, floated in the void, without even the slightest power of cultivation to disperse, just like mortals in the world.

But when Wang Chen's figure appeared, these thousand floating souls roared one by one, with red eyes, and came straight to Wang Chen, as if in their opinion, Wang Chen was the elixir that could make them break through the mortal dust.

"Little floating soul, look at how your grandfather Wang cleans you up. ”

At first, when Wang Chen saw so many souls, his little flesh trembled, but when he saw the strength of these floating souls, he immediately laughed and shook his sleeves and walked out, rushing directly into the soul group, his five fingers suddenly clenched, and when the power of the dantian exploded, it turned into a strong force and suddenly blasted out a punch.

He was very confident that in the face of these floating souls, he could shatter at least a few hundred of them with the power of his own punch.

But when his fist fell, although the void was shaking, these floating souls were not damaged in the slightest, and there were even a few floating souls who looked at Wang Chen strangely, as if mocking, smiling all over the world.

"No way. ”

Wang Chen threw a few punches again, and when the void shook, none of the floating souls were affected, and even as soon as he gritted his teeth, the power of the double pill exploded, and he smashed down with a fierce punch, it seemed that the entire floating tower was trembling, but it still didn't hurt those floating souls.

Since the strength is useless, then use the magic technique.

Wang Chen was about to make a decision, and the blood rain and dragon roared on the first layer of the floating tower like a cannonball, but the roar fell, and those floating souls still existed.

This made Wang Chen crazy, what are these floating souls, just when he was stunned, several floating souls approached Wang Chen, and pounced towards Wang Chen one by one.

Ahh......hhh

Suddenly, Wang Chen's screams sounded, and a thousand floating souls drowned him in the sea of souls like a group fight, although Wang Chen did not have the slightest injury, and even the fluctuation of his breath was very stable, but only that kind of pain was a real existence.

Wang Chen wants to cry without tears, he can't hit these floating souls, he can't catch them, but he can hit himself.

This feeling is like losing my mana and being beaten by a group of mortals.

"No, I can't stand it, even the floating soul dares to be presumptuous in front of your grandfather Wang, create a talisman!"

Lying on the ground, Wang Chen directly urged the creation of the sigil, and suddenly a green light flashed, filling the first floor of the entire Futu Tower.

Under the green light, it seems that the entire first layer is different.

The floating souls who were originally beating Wang Chen suddenly stopped their hands, and in their dull eyes, there was a rare agility, they glanced at each other, and then looked at Wang Chen lying on the ground, as if they were stunned, they didn't understand why they appeared here.

"Hey, aren't I dead, I heard the old people in the village say that after death, people will walk through Huangquan Road, step on the Nai He Bridge, look at the Lechuan River, and drink Meng Po soup......"

"Yes, I remember that I died, but this place and there, it doesn't look like the underworld!"

"I look at this brother, your bones are amazing, you have a talent for cultivating immortals, the old man has a supreme golden pill immortal method here, and today I will form a good fate with you, ten copper plates will be sold to you, I hope you will ascend to heaven in the future and live forever. ”

"You're a fortune teller, we're all dead, what's the matter, you might as well count yourself!"

......

Soon, a large group of floating souls actually chatted with themselves, chatting about the world, and even forgot that there was a Wang Chen.

"That, you ......" Wang Chen tried to speak, he didn't want to pay attention to these floating souls that gave him a headache, but he didn't know how to go to the next layer, so he wanted to ask.

"Where did you come from, don't you see that we're busy talking? There's a door there, push it open and go. ”

A floating soul looked at Wang Chen with great displeasure, this kid was too eyeless, didn't he see that they were busy chatting?

Wang Chen was overjoyed, hurriedly walked over, tried to push, the wall turned, there was really a door, and he immediately stepped in.

Watching Wang Chen leave, the floating soul who gave Wang Chen the way before was stunned, and said to another floating soul next to him with an incredible face: "Dude, I may be the hell, I actually knew that there was a door there." ”

Stepping into the second layer, without waiting for Wang Chen to see the situation clearly, another thousand floating souls floated over.

(End of chapter)