Throw it away!

Pan Yang threw out all the copper coins in his sleeve at this time, and there were countless gold ingots mixed with them!

It's like the God of Wealth descending to earth, and countless copper ingots fall from the sky! The copper coin turned into a cluster of blazing fireballs, and the ingots were even more powerful, turning into a series of glittering "mountain" shaped hills, and the "boom boom" split the head and face and smashed into the blood basin mouth below that was bigger than the basketball court!

Because the incomparably huge stone head was looking up to the sky and opening its bloody mouth, and the bloody mouth was inhaling hard into his mouth, the fireball Jinshan was all sucked into the bloody mouth by him, and countless fireballs were shattered into a raging sea of fire, and countless Jinshan was "boom boom" and filled the bloody mouth in a blink of an eye!

That's it!

Pan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, because the mouth of the blood basin was filled, the pitch-black tornado disappeared, and Pan Yang was able to fly into the air again on the wind, but something unexpected happened to him again, and the "Qiankun Throw" that had given his grandmother a heavy blow couldn't help the old demon of Montenegro! The incomparably huge stone head "clicked" and chewed, actually chewing up all the mountains full of gold and swallowing it, and the raging sea of fire was like a cup of exciting Bloody Mary, which was stuffed by him as soon as he raised his neck!

It's too much!

Pan Yang knew that the old demon of the Black Mountain was a huge black mountain in the netherworld that had been cultivated into a demon, and he had tens of thousands of years of Taoism, and he was the king of demons, even the thousand-year-old tree demon grandmother had to rely on constantly contributing female ghosts to convince him!

But the performance of the old demon of Montenegro in the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story" doesn't seem to be good, I didn't expect it to be so violent!

After swallowing the mountain of gold and drying up the sea of fire, the incomparably huge stone head grinned and let out a thunderous sneer:

"Chatter......

Hello your sister! Pan Yang was about to cry, but at this time, the old demon of the Black Mountain opened his bloody mouth and took a deep breath:

"Shhhh

A pitch-black tornado rose into the sky again and sucked Pan Yang down, and Pan Yang swooped down frantically:

Come on, come on! Lao Tzu still has hundreds of sword light talismans on his body, so I don't believe that you can't be killed by blowing up!

However, at the moment when Pan Yang rushed into the mouth of the blood basin, suddenly Pan Yang saw a flower in front of him, and everything changed!

There is no huge stone tablet, and there is no bloody mouth, Pan Yang is still in the Divine Skill Tower!

It's just that he's already standing on the seventh floor!

Pan Yang was stunned for a moment, looked up, reached the top, and looked back again, it was the stairs, and then looked forward-

"Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue"!

There is no Zhao Zhenren, only "Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue"!

"Jingle Bell ......"

The copper bell at the corner of the eaves rang in the wind, and Pan Yang walked to the fence and looked at it, the clouds and mist were misty, like a fairyland!

It turns out that everything is really an illusion......

Pan Yang wiped a cold sweat, this illusion was too real, so real that he felt like he had been closed by the ghost gate!

But then again, this illusion is not without flaws, Pan Yang analyzed it with hindsight, and the biggest flaw is that it is impossible for Zhao Zhenren to say so much to him. He had seen Zhao Zhenren once, and that time Zhao Zhenren only snorted from beginning to end, and he didn't bother to talk to Kong Zhenren.

After carefully feeling the sea of souls, Pan Yang sadly found that it was still full, in other words, the black smoke devoured by the little sword was all fake, and what made him happy was that the realm of "Soul Slashing Sword" was really superb!

It's worth it!

Pan Yang walked to the secret book of "Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue", held it in both hands, and turned a page with excitement.

I saw that countless golden characters flew out of the "Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue", and they swarmed into his head!

it! Pan Yang was dizzy at that time, and he swayed like he was drunk for a long time before he came to his senses!

Looking at the cheats of "Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue" again, it has become a wordless heavenly book! Pan Yang flipped "Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue" from beginning to end, but he didn't find a word, Pan Yang was stunned: Really drilled into my head?

Pan Yang shook his head, it seemed that they had indeed come in, and now he could memorize the "Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue" upside down!

Then I'm sorry!

Pan Yang put the "Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue" back, and at this time, a flower appeared outside the tower in front of his eyes!

……

In Shangqing Palace, a black-robed Taoist was meditating on his knees, and his long snow-white hair was sprinkled on the cool bamboo mat like a waterfall.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of thunder in his eyes!

Glancing in the direction of the Divine Skill Tower, a faint smile appeared on Zhao Zhenren's cold cheeks:

"Great perseverance, great courage, great wisdom, and great wealth......

"It's kind of interesting."

Retracting his gaze, Zhao Zhenren closed his eyes again.

……

At the same time, on the first floor of the Divine Pagoda, Song Bingyi and his friends gasped together:

"The seventh floor!

"He's really on the seventh floor!"

The deacon of the Shengong Pagoda looked like he had seen a big living person, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help muttering: "It's been ten years, I've been guarding here for ten years, and it's the first time I've seen a ghost go up to the seventh floor......

"It's still an inner disciple......

Hallucination!

It must be a hallucination!

Song Bingyi rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then saw that Pan Yang's spirit card in the brick crack was still wrapped in purple light......

It's not scientific!

The only people who can go up to the seventh floor of the Divine Skill Pagoda are the amazing and brilliant True Disciples and the late-blooming elders!

Pan Yang is an inner disciple, or an inner disciple who has just started for a few days without being taught by the master, why is he!

At this moment, the first floor, which had been fried because Pan Yang had ascended to the seventh floor, suddenly fell silent!

Song Bingyi subconsciously looked back, and just saw Pan Yang walking in from outside the tower as if he was fine.

Song Bingyi wanted to be neither humble nor arrogant, but his instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages made him bow his head involuntarily.

He knew that from this moment on, Pan Yang was no longer something he could look at......

All the disciples, including Song Bingyi, bowed their heads in unison and silently made way for Pan Yang.

Since Pan Yang ascended to the fifth floor, the disciples who came to break into the Divine Skill Pagoda stopped breaking in, staying on the first floor and waiting to see Pan Yang's liveliness, the higher Pan Yang went up, the more they hoped that Pan Yang would fall harder. However, Pan Yang not only did not fall but also stood in the clouds, and they could only look up at Pan Yang in the dirt humbly.

Like a swarm of ants.

Glancing at Pan Yang coldly before, he also warned him, "There is nowhere to reason", and the deacon of the Shengong Pagoda was also humble at this time.

Even if he can go up to the fifth floor, he won't be able to work for ten years in a job like the Divine Skill Tower, which has no chance of promotion at all! So Pan Yang, who can go up to the seventh layer, can only look up to ......

Carefully pulled Pan Yang's spirit card out of the brick crack, and held it in front of Pan Yang with slightly trembling hands, the deacon of the Shengong Pagoda said to Pan Yang respectfully: "Senior brother, please put away your spirit card!" ”