After Nangong Jiu'er stepped onto the ninety-sixth floor of space, there was no one around her, and everyone seemed to be separated by the illusion.

It was unusually cold here, as if she was the only one in the sky and on the earth.

Nangong Jiu'er walked cautiously in this space, she heard that the opponents were all illusions of the past. I just don't know, whose illusion is it?

After a while, she found a figure, purple-clothed Yunmeng, noble and holy. The most important thing is that her face is exactly the same as Zi Yanran!

"Huh?" Nangong Jiu'er suddenly showed a look of surprise, if the opponent was Zi Yanran, then how could he fight?

Of course, this is the image of Zi Yanran who left in the Dream Tower in the past, and it was her when she was young.

The voice of the phantom machine rang out, without any emotion.

"Challenger, this is the ninety-sixth layer of space, defeat me to go to the upper space. ”

Nangong Jiu'er carefully found that the other party's cultivation was the same as her, a half-step soul monarch, and he thought that he was suppressed to the same level as her.

"Sure enough, it's a confrontation with the same realm!" Nangong Jiu'er breathed a sigh of relief, if not, she could only admit defeat.

"Win me, and as a reward, you'll get a medium Hallow. ”

"Uh......" Nangong Jiu'er blinked, the holy weapon was not very attractive to her.

"That...... Do you have a saint-level soul essence?or the Cloud Dream Holy Essence?" Nangong Jiu'er just wanted to order something useful. As for the Yunmeng Holy Technique, she just asked casually.

"Yes. ”

“......”

Nangong Jiu'er suddenly wiped her eyes!

She asked again, "Does that divine beast essence blood exist, does the Heavenly Evolution Dream Creation Technique exist?"

Nangong Jiu'er Lion opened his mouth widely, dared to ask anything, and directly planned the imperial law of Yunmeng Immortal Residence.

"The essence blood of the divine beast is not with me, and the Tianyan Dream Creation Technique is only passed on to the core disciples of the Yunmeng Immortal Residence. The Phantom replied patiently.

"Is that so?" Nangong Jiu'er was a little disappointed. But in order to get the essence blood of the divine beast, she decided to kill all the way to the top!

She never thought that she was weaker than others, what she was inferior to was only cultivation. In a real confrontation with the same realm, even if the opponent is Zi Yanran, the second disciple of the Soul Emperor, she still has a strong belief.

"Sister Yanran, let's start!" Even though it was just an illusion, Nangong Jiu'er still bowed respectfully to her.

What Nangong Jiu'er didn't know was that except for a few others, they were all abused by the shadow in front of them.

"I'm not going to keep my hand. Phantom said.

Nangong Jiu'er naturally understands that this battle is a tough battle, but she wants to prove herself!

Since it was a half-step Soul Monarch Realm, many of the phantom's methods could not be used, and the law phase was impossible.

Her phoenix eyes stood obliquely, and her whole body bloomed with purple streamers, and the power of Zixia's physique began to exert itself, and this space actually gave birth to Hongmeng purple mist!

Nangong Jiu'er's heart jumped, Zi Yanran is also Zixia physique, and this time it is even more difficult.

"Liyue in the sky!"

Nangong Jiu'er frowned, and behind him was a monstrous fire

Flame, the glazed color turned into flames, enveloping her and the phantom.

A huge divine moon appeared on her head, the light and heat were endless, and it released a wave of coercion, smashing it into the phantom with a fierce slam.

"Whew!"

The fiery moon broke through the sky, like a meteor in the sky, and the phantom seemed small and humble in front of it.

However, Nangong Jiu'er clearly knew that Zi Yanran was a disciple of the Soul Emperor!

"Cloud Dream Holy Recipe - Weak Aquatic Flowers. ”

Beside the phantom, purple ripples surged, and a rich glow erupted like water, sparkling and sparkling.

The purple lotus flower came out of nothing, and the flowers bloomed with the aura of the avenue, which was intoxicating. The breeze rises gently, the petals float between the sky and the earth, and the purple flower rain falls, hazy, misty, and sacred.

All the petals flew out, enveloping the fiery moon, as if to bury it, and send it to sing a funeral flower song......

The phantom's gestures have a trace of the Tao, as if it were natural, like the embodiment of the Tao.

Those who are masters of heaven and earth understand the power of heaven and earth, but there are very few people who can really do this.

Nangong Jiu'er looked at all this in horror, Zi Yanran in the past was actually so strong! On the other hand, she herself lacked a sense of the Dao, and she fought with people more with the help of subtle tricks.

Even if she herself realized the spiritual method, the Demon Immortal Aurora, and the soul method, the Heavenly Wandering Liuliyue. She still found her own shortcomings and failed to show her morality.

In a trance, a woman dressed in white appeared in the depths of Nangong Jiu'er's memory, it was her sister Nangong Qingyan......

The woman is beautiful and picturesque, dusty and quiet, and Anya is in the middle of the world. She gently lifted a paintbrush and painted in the air.

The bristles are whitish and not yet stained. However, a wonderful method condensed in the tip of the pen, and she actually drew a dragon scale horse with it!

The dragon scale horse is lifelike, condensing in the void. Then, a breeze blew, and it was really like a heavenly horse, breaking through the shackles of space and galloping thousands of miles.

"It's ...... Dao Yun!" Nangong Jiu'er's heart was buzzing, as if a big bell was deafening.

This painting is not blessed with spiritual law, it is close to the Tao, and it is extremely miraculous!

The trajectory of the Tao is invisible and traceless, and it depends mostly on one's own perception. At this moment, Nangong Qingyan's memory image was like a cheat, causing Gong Jiu to quickly copy the traces of the Dao.

The glazed sky and moon were surrounded by countless purple flowers, and finally buried and disappeared without a trace. The monstrous flames were also extinguished by the petals, which was the suppression of the Dao!

Nangong Jiu'er understood that if she couldn't comprehend morality, she might not be able to defeat Zi Yanran. Not even if she has the Immortal God Phoenix Technique!

The two fought for fifty rounds, and in the end, Nangong Jiu'er was slapped on the shoulder by a purple handprint, and was defeated instantly.

The phantom stood calmly, its purple clothes hazy, as if it was about to disperse.

Before she dissipated, she said in a fluttering tone, "Defeat is not over, you can challenge me at any time." ”

Nangong Jiu'er clenched her fists and watched the phantom disappear. She has a resolute gaze and a deep understanding of this defeat

Know!

"Dao ......" Nangong Jiu'er muttered in a low voice, a wisp of mysterious qi wrapped around her fingertips.

Using her own will as ink, she stretched out her hand and swiped in the air, starting with the simplest flowers and plants.

At first, her will was still very fragile, and the things she painted were faint and traceless, and they even dispersed directly.

Gradually, the things she painted became more and more flexible, with their own breath and veins, and they came to life.

This painting is three months......

During this time, Dai Yun was the first to defeat the phantom, and then he was inseparable from the phantom of the ninety-seventh layer of space.

In addition, no one was able to defeat Zi Yanran at the same time.

Mu Hanshuang, who has the Ten Heavenly Eyes, can't do it, and neither can Han Yuhan, who turns order into a sword that cuts the sky...... Others can't do it anymore.

Unless Ye Qingling was possessed by a nightmare, it would be impossible for him to defeat that phantom. After all, her own sense of battle was not strong in comparison, just a piece of jade that had not yet been carved.

As Dai Yun entered the ninety-seventh layer of space, the people in the arena were boiling.

It's a pity that the picture there is not presented in front of everyone's eyes. When they asked Zi Yanran why, the latter's face became strange.

Feng Yi knew the reason, so he said that it was to preserve the suspense.

Everyone naturally didn't believe it, but this follow-up picture has never been presented, and Feng Yi's words do have some credibility.

On this day, Nangong Jiu'er woke up from her numbness, her dark eyes shining with strange light, and she became bright.

"Sister Yanran, I want to challenge you!" Nangong Jiu'er's voice was full of confidence, she wanted to prove herself today!

There were ripples in the space, and the phantom reappeared, looking at Nangong Jiu'er expressionlessly.

"Let's get started. ”

Hearing this indifferent and familiar voice, Nangong Jiu'er nodded, and her gaze became sharp.

"Nine Flames Burning the Sky!"

This is the killing move of the fifth layer of the Immortal God Phoenix Technique, condensing the true fire of the phoenix, and the power of Taiyin cannot make it freeze.

It's just that Nangong Jiu'er has never really shown its power, and without the blessing of the Dao, it has always lacked a little bit of the charm of the emperor's law.

Nine little phoenixes rushed out and were born from the yang fire, and I don't know who gave them agility to whom, and I don't know how many times higher than the previous energy.

"Boom!"

In this regard, Nangong Jiu'er was very satisfied. Her three months of hard work have paid off, and everything is worth it.

Emperor Fa is no longer stiff, and has his own Dao Yun, Nangong Jiu'er has taken a key step on the road of cultivation.

Not to be outdone, the phantom swept towards Nangong Jiu'er with purple garlands, connected into pieces, beautiful, blooming like a sea of dreamy flowers.

This time, the petals were chaotic, and they were directly burned into nothingness when they touched the nine fireworks.

What's even more terrifying is that when the little fire phoenix opened its mouth and roared, the heavenly fire fell, and the laws of flame were intertwined into a wire net, covering the entire sky.

fantasy

Shadow is indifferent to this,

The glow in the body gushed out, like a human spirit spring, and the purple glow pierced the sky, wanting to shoot the fire phoenix down.

"Woohoo!"

"Boom!"

Nine clusters of flames flew and circled, dodging in all directions, looking very agile and no longer rigid.

Eventually, the space was filled with flames, and all the purple flowers were withering.

"You won. Zi Yanran opened her mouth indifferently, she contained a wisp of Zi Yanran's breath, created by the phantom array.

"Huh, is it so simple?" Nangong Jiu'er said in surprise, she thought that she would fight for three days and three nights.

"Pick the loot. ”

The phantom beckoned to absorb more than a dozen light clusters from a distance, and the light clusters contained medium holy weapons, saint-level exercises, and saint-level soul essence.

"That...... I want soul marrow!" Nangong Jiu'er stretched out his finger and pointed.

The three pieces of soul essence fell into Nangong Jiu'er's hands, which made her full of joy. In this way, she is not afraid of the soul body being hurt again.

There is no doubt that the saint-grade soul essence is more precious than the dream soul liquid.

The barrier dissipated, and the phantom in front of him dissipated with those clusters of light.

Subsequently, Nangong Jiu'er rushed into the upper space without hesitation.

Inside the arena, it was discovered that two red dots appeared in the space on the ninety-seventh floor. This means that two people have defeated the first phantom.

Zi Yanran's eyes condensed slightly, and the photo in the tower was left by her more than five hundred years ago. Over the years, she has practiced with the Soul Emperor, and her strength has increased many times, far from being comparable back then.

Rao is like this, the person who can defeat her in the Soul Tower is definitely a genius!

(End of chapter)

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