The black dragon dagger slipped down the palm of his hand, and Ye Changsheng almost scurried forward against the ground, his body was half-spinning, and the sharp dagger stabbed towards a weak point.

Burst!

A Lingwu-level dagger that directly pierces through the metal and penetrates the nodes of the puppet beast's legs.

The puppet beast's body suddenly lost its balance, and it fell diagonally to the ground, sliding forward with great speed, and slamming into the body of the other puppet beast.

Ye Changsheng stepped on the "Absolute Cloud Step" under his feet, continued to rush forward, and drilled through the gap between the two puppet beasts.

Standing on top of the empty hall, Ye Changsheng looked at the five puppet beasts that were chasing after him, and clenched the dagger in his hand.

Four long bloody cuts were torn out of his back, and the sides of his shoulders were blurred with blood.

But the price was worth it, if he fought in a narrow passage, he would not be able to find the weakness of the puppet beast.

With a wide space, he was able to use his subtle body skills to maneuver around the five puppet beasts.

Golemmons are not real monsters after all, and although they have great strength and defense, they are not that fast.

At least Changsheng was able to catch their attacks with the naked eye.

Seeing the five puppet beasts besieging him, Ye Changsheng's body was light, and he drew an arc in a vague manner, passing by a puppet beast that didn't have time to turn around.

Under the subtlety of the demon heart, he instantly found the weak point of the puppet beast's body, his left arm shook, and the crossbow extinguished the trigger.

"Bang!"

The black bolt pierced the golem's neck, piercing through the node.

The puppet beast's head instantly drooped down and slammed into a pillar.

The remaining four puppet beasts seemed to realize that the stranger who broke in was not easy to deal with, and changed their strategy one after another.

While they chased and surrounded Ye Changsheng, they spewed rockets and ice arrows from their mouths from time to time, blocking Ye Changsheng's way.

Ye Changsheng ran wildly, infusing his vitality into the Dragon Seeking Ring from time to time, summoning a white light shield.

Flying rockets and icicles smashed against the shield with a dense sound.

The attribute energy was instantly swallowed by the vortex on the surface of the shield, but the impact was still very strong.

Ye Changsheng's hand bones were about to crack, and he stumbled again and again, escaping the puppet beast's attack, and passing through the gap of death again and again.

In the endless grind, one by one the puppet beasts fell, Ye Changsheng was covered in bruises, and the light shield he summoned was weaker and weaker each time.

The last puppet beast pounced frantically, Ye Changsheng couldn't avoid it, summoned an ethereal sword from the demon space, and stabbed it with all his might.

Poof!

The ethereal sword directly pierced the puppet beast's head, and the puppet beast's claws curled up, but its huge body smashed into Ye Changsheng's body.

The sound of bones shattering sounded, and Ye Changsheng spurted out two mouthfuls of blood, and a little scarlet fell on the puppet beast's body.

He spread out his limbs, gasping for breath, and for a moment he used all his strength to push away the puppet beast on his body in agony and roll to the side.

Click, click.

On the other side of the passage, the lame puppet beast slowly walked towards Ye Changsheng, and in its open mouth, red light flashed, and a rocket quickly took shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Changsheng snorted, raised his arm weakly, and pulled the trigger of the crossbow to kill his heart.

The last bolt, as fast as lightning, pierced through the puppeteer's fangs and into its mouth.

With a bang, the puppet beast's head burst into a fireball, and its cold and hard body slowly fell to the ground.

The main hall fell into a dead silence, only Ye Changsheng's rapid gasps.

He took out the healing elixir, swallowed it, and then took out the spare wheelchair from the demon space.

Climbing into the wheelchair with difficulty, Changsheng endured the severe pain all over his body, reconnected the broken ribs, and corrected the misaligned leg bones.

Sweating in pain, he pushed his wheelchair to the back of the gloomy platform.

The evil aura in the main hall is very strong, even more than the previous two combined, and Immortal is not in vain.

He leaned back in his chair, snorted in a low voice, and instantly activated the "Secret Record of the Floating Slaughter".

The yin qi was transformed into pure vitality, and along with the life breath of the lotus flower, it quickly spread throughout the body.

The ice attribute and fire attribute aura that invaded the immortal's body were swept away, and the immortal aura became smooth.

After his body was cleaned, his injuries were much better.

After swallowing two Runmai Pills, Changsheng once again activated the "Secret Record of Futu".

Time passed quietly, and the meridians in his body were opened up one by one.

In the sea of air, the black floating lotus swayed, and the petals were lit up one after another.

When the last meridian is opened, when the last petal is lit, the whole world suddenly becomes empty, and time seems to stand still.

"Buzz!"

At a certain moment, the seventy-two petals of the black floating lotus shine brightly at the same time!

This huge lotus flower continued to enlarge in his divine consciousness, from the inside out, overflowing his body and projecting outward.

In a trance, this lotus flower had already spread out of his body, and seventy-two petals held his body in the air.

On the crystal clear petals, countless magic patterns emerged, swirling and circling, reflecting the ancient tomb hall shining.

The next moment, the petals that stretched to the extreme, layer upon layer, converged inward, and wrapped Ye Changsheng's whole person.

One after another, the magic patterns seeped into the body, and the breath of petals soaked the body and mind.

His essence blood, his soul, and even his consciousness were withdrawn at this moment, condensing into another self, but it was like a seventh-level floating slaughter.

Futu is me, I am Futu!

With a bang, the divine consciousness quickly projected inward, and the illusion in the sky disappeared.

The black lotus flower, floating in the tumbling sea of qi, seemed to be motionless, but it swayed lightly.

Above the petals, a black seven-story pagoda stands proudly.

The emptiness is the same, and the defilement becomes enlightenment.

The magic light flows, and the floating slaughter is not extinguished!

The Rolling Demon Sound empowerment immersed Ye Changsheng in the ethereal realm.

Emptiness and color are one, and the floating Buddha both exists and does not exist.

The body and mind are pure, and enlightenment comes naturally.

The magic light is like the blessing of faith, and the floating slaughter is like another self.

Faith is immortal, I am immortal!

The seven-storey pagoda with heavy eaves and hexagonal eaves shines brightly and is transparent like dark glass.

The mystical light moved down from the retracted spire to the first floor of the tower.

A powerful aura escaped from the first layer and quickly traveled throughout the body.

The three hundred and sixty-one acupuncture points in Ye Changsheng's body flickered at the same time like a lit lamp.

Three hundred and sixty-one acupuncture points are evenly distributed on the seventy-two meridians, forming a huge network.

This network of energy flow starts in the floating slaughter of the sea of qi and ends in the greatest acupuncture, the inner acupuncture.

The energy system and the soul system are perfectly connected, body and spirit, forming a complete whole.

Enlightenment rose in Ye Changsheng's heart, and after the seventy-two meridians were opened, he had actually broken through the Open Pulse Realm and advanced to the Chong Qi Realm.