Chapter Eighty-Three: The Show Is About to Begin

"Actually, I am the phantom god on the thirtieth floor of Tianshulou, and my body is the immortal in the painting, and this world is built by the world in the painting. ”

The evil creature trembles now, and now it has only one last life, and when it dies, there is nothing.

"So, you're the spirit in the painting, aren't you?"

"The little one is exactly. ”

Yang Yun's expression was indifferent, "I heard that if you want to climb to the twelfth floor of the Heavenly Book Tower, you need roughly the strength of the Seven Words Realm, so if you infer it, if you want to climb to the top floor of the thirty-sixth floor, the realm you need should not be low, right?"

"If you go back to your lordship, Tianshulou is a special place, its existence time has long become history, and if you want to trace it, it must be at least more than 100,000 years ago. As for the Great Sui Academy and even the Great Sui Kingdom, they were established later, so they should not be confused. ”

"Is it so special?" Yang Yun asked quietly, "Do you know what is on the top floor of this Heavenly Study Building, and over the years, has anyone ever reached the top?"

"The strength of the small is shallow, if you ignore the ontological talent, the real strength is actually only in the small heaven, the small ones below the thirty layers can turn around at will, but even if they are small above the thirty layers, they have no ability to get involved. But if you want to ask how many floors have been ascended to the highest level in these years, if the small one is not mistaken, it is on the twenty-seventh floor, at least in the past ten thousand years of the Great Sui, no one has surpassed the twenty-seventh layer. ”

Yang Yun understood now, and at first thought that Tianshulou was an ordinary building with the nature of collecting books, but now it seems that this water is not ordinary deep.

And then think about the past, it is a little difficult to climb to the twelfth floor, it seems that before the cultivation is not up, if you want to go to the Tianshulou to visit the real secret, the time is not yet ripe.

"I have another question to know, since you are the instrument spirit in the painting, what kind of painting is this painting, and how can it be so powerful as to produce the machine spirit?"

"This painting is called the Dream Scroll, and it is a middle-grade Dao grade. ”

Yang Yun was satisfied, to say that this dream scroll is really not low, the spirit treasure Dao Immortal, second to the immortal weapon, if outsiders know that there is such a divine object, it will definitely fight for your life.

"From now on, the little one is willing to saddle the horse and ...... for the adult"

"No, you don't have that chance!"

"What do you mean, sir, do you want to rebel against ......?"

Before the so-called fairy in the painting finished speaking, the end of the spear in Yang Yun's hand had already stabbed into the evil thing's chest, "I said, if anyone dares to be disrespectful to his aunt, it will be death." And it is unforgivable for you to dare to take the form of an aunt and tempt! But for the sake of getting some news from you, it will make you die a happy death. ”

"You...... You...... I'm a machine spirit......"

The evil creature's blood-red eyes showed unwillingness, but soon, its body began to slowly dissipate, and finally only half a red bead the size of a ping-pong ball floated in the air.

Originally, this transfiguration heaven and earth was about to collapse due to the death of the machine spirit, but after Yang Yun took the beads in his hand, the collapsed world gradually stabilized.

Although the machine spirit was dead, the cohesion of the divine soul was still there, and after understanding the situation through the exploration technique, Yang Yun almost couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. As long as you establish a connection with the Dream Scroll through this Divine Soul Bead, then you will be the master of the Dream Scroll in the future.

This is a secret treasure, think about who you will fight with in the future, see who is not pleasing to the eye and directly throw him in his dream scroll to dream a wave, to ensure that he will not be killed.

It's a pity that this machine spirit was destroyed by itself, and now this dream scroll has cracked, and even the quality has been reduced from the Dao pole to the law level, and it has dropped two grades in succession, and it will take a huge amount of energy and genius to repair it in the future, not to mention, even pulling people in is a very distant thing.

First of all, he must repair this secret treasure completely, and secondly, he must reach the heavenly level, so that he can forcibly pull people into the Dream Scroll. As for the current quality reduction, what can it do?

Yang Yun pondered for a long time, since the Scroll of Illusion is a space of its own, isn't this a natural storage space!

At this thought, if it weren't for the serious injury now, I almost didn't jump.

There are very few storage treasures in this world, because if you want to build space, only if you have reached the Great Heaven Rank can you access these peerless knowledge. The art of space is the most difficult to learn, even if you have a great heaven and don't have this talent, it is also versatile, so to speak, a hundred talents above the great heaven position, ninety-nine and a half are not proficient in building space secret treasures. Therefore, whenever there is a storage treasure or something like that, it is sky-high no matter where it is.

Thinking about my future travel, I don't have to bring any packages and weapons at all, it's just relaxing.

By the way, I was patronized and excited, and the severe pain of the injuries all over my body finally sobered up a little, and the first thing was to decisively need to repair my body.

The consequence of forcibly using the power suppressed in the dantian was that the body almost didn't collapse, but right now, it was just right to mobilize the life essence of the reserved ancient tree, and this thing had a miraculous effect on repairing the body.

Sure enough, after absorbing a small part of the life essence, not only was the physical body completely repaired, but even the cultivation was graded to another level, breaking through from the fourth level of the Three Talents Realm to the fifth level.

"It's so useful, you have to keep it, maybe you'll use it later!"

Then a dust avoidance technique and a cleaning technique went down, the whole person was refreshing, and the blood stains stained were all cleaned, and now it seems that there was a brutal battle.

Stretching very comfortably, Yang Yun suddenly thought of something.

Previously, he was pulled to the dream scroll by the fairy in the painting, needless to say, it is estimated that Li Qing, Su Tianer and Wu Dazhi are also estimated to be there. To say that his current ability is not to pull people in from outside, but these three people are equivalent to being there before the Dream Scroll changed hands, and there is still a difference.

As soon as his mind moved, he suddenly sensed the specific location of the three people in the depths of his divine consciousness, and now he is the master of this illusionary dream scroll, and the three of them are now equivalent to their own territory, even if the quality of the illusionary dream scroll is reduced now, it is very easy for them to use the illusion image of their minds.

With a flicker, Yang Yun came directly in front of the three of them.

"Little Phantom God, where did you go just now, why can't we find you?"

"It's smoky here, and the three of us thought you were lost, and we're looking for you!"

As soon as they saw Yang Yun appear, Li Qing and Su Tian'er hugged his arm left and right. Again, these two women still treat the phantom god as pets, so they don't feel inappropriate about their behavior.

On the other hand, Wu Dazhi on the side, looking at Yang Yun passively hugging left and right, his face was almost distorted on the spot, and his killing intent became heavier and heavier.

"Alas, it's true," Yang Yun glanced at Wu Dazhi pitifully, and then secretly snapped his fingers, tsk, tsk, it was time to enjoy the show.