Poor Muzi knew nothing and couldn't find a way out, so he could only move on.

It's miserable, but there's nothing wrong with persevering. The same suffering often comes with serendipity.

After the hell of the evil obstacles, the relics that appear are larger than the second layer. This time, it is the strength of Yuan Li and Martial Dao Yuan Qi that is consolidated.

This made Muzi both overjoyed and surprised by the tolerance of the Buddhist people. At the same time, it is certain that Yuan Li and Martial Dao Yuan Qi have the same end.

After the meridians became thicker, the Yuan Force and the Martial Dao Yuan Qi were thick one after another. The young man grinned stupidly. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then froze.

The fifth floor is not a space. It seems to be in a big steamer with the sky as the cover and the earth as the bottom. It corresponds to the fifth level of the legendary hell, the steamer hell.

Trapped in the cage drawer, what is firewood, what is fire, how big the pot is, etc., Mu Zi does not know. Divine thoughts can't perceive the edge, and they can't find the root cause.

The rolling heat wave is constantly rising from the ground, and it can be faintly felt, and the Tao in the air wave emerges, hot but not mushy, hot but not melting.

Sorrowful wood, others entered this place and suffered for three hours. Whoever breaks in by himself will have to suffer for three days.

The flesh and blood of a practitioner contains a large amount of spiritual energy, so that on weekdays, there will be a rippling fragrance. After being steamed now, it is fragrant.

Muzi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then slapped himself. A slap down grabbed a large piece of ripe flesh.

The blood was long gone, and the flesh was shiny. And it is steamed to a thin extent, I believe that it must be a chemical fertilizer in the entrance but not greasy, and the lips and teeth are fragrant and have an endless aftertaste.

But Muzi didn't dare to eat it, his eyes were dumbfounded, and he was a little disgusted.

After a big loss, I don't dare to act indiscriminately. Honestly, I look at myself and I am very familiar with it.

After a day of suffering, except for the soul, everything around the body was replaced with a new one. What heart, liver, spleen, lungs, mouth, ears, nose and eyes, even the bones are steamed and crispy, and the slag will fall off when touched, and you can even smell the unique aroma of bone marrow.

Of course, none of the parts of the body can be used, so they are steamed while replacing them with new ones. In this way, three full days of ordeal were passed.

When it was over, a little bit of golden light was seen on the skeleton. , Mu Zi was a little skeptical about whether he had cultivated the six-zhang golden body.

After absorbing the relics this time, the Yuan species and the cyclone were stabilized. The belly roulette wheel is shining with golden light, and the cyclone on the roulette wheel is like a hovering dragon.

The sixth layer of copper pillar hell, the thick pillar connects heaven and earth, and the fire of the void continues to rise. The copper pillar was roasted red, and the various exotic beasts carved on the copper pillar seemed to be fully ripe and ready to be enjoyed at any time.

Muzi learned wisely and didn't wait for the rules of this place. Lie down on top of the copper pillar honestly and accept the endless baking.

The black smoke was accompanied by the sound of oil, and the smell of meat came out again, and Muzi looked at his nose, nose, mouth, and heart.

This special treatment, quite enjoyable, can't stop. The beast-like roar, which reverberated along the copper pillar, has a long history and an endless aftertaste.

It's another three days, wailing and enjoying non-stop. After the suffering, a relic is rewarded. It's really a stick to give a sweet date.

After the relics are absorbed, the blood in the body boils. After the blood of the ancient king of the ancients was running, the cyan blood directly jumped into blue.

On the seventh floor, the towering mountain is full of large knives. The mountain stands quietly, and the knife stands quietly and upright. Muzi raised his fist with a black face and blasted forward. Since there is no restriction on the rules in the tower, there is no road ahead, just play a road.

Three days after another, a full eighteen days passed after entering the trial tower. I don't know what will happen to Mingdong, time waits for no one. Mu Zi riveted his strength and hit the other side of the mountain in one go.

Then to my surprise I found that there was still no road. The young man said helplessly with a dark face: "Is it possible for me to smash all the long knives on the entire mountain?"

I thought about it for a moment, as if there was nothing else to do. The means were used with both fists and feet, and on the evening of the third day, there was no long knife left on the mountain. There is still no exit, and it still stays in Daoshan Mountain.

Muzi is not calm, it seems to be a simple level, but it hides a big crisis. If you can't find a way out, there's a good chance you'll be stuck here and never get out.

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't find the answer. During this period, I wondered if I would leave this place automatically after three days because the time had not come.

Then he denied his thoughts, according to common sense, the further back it is, the more difficult it becomes, and the first layer of this knife mountain is much easier than the front. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was unreasonable.

The time is approaching, and the three days are getting closer and closer. Mu Zi looked up to the sky and roared with grief and indignation: "I have experienced hardships all the way, and I have encountered mountains and mountains, rain, and water, why don't I leave a way to live." ”

Suddenly, Muzi was alert, and the mountain was opened, but the mountain was still under his feet. Suddenly thinking about everything, Muzi's face changed suddenly.

There are white clouds floating on the top of the mountain, its height is more than 30,000 zhang, and the hardness of the mountain in the space inside the tower is harder than the outside. Normal bombardment will not break it in two days.

But now, there is less than a stick of incense left until the end of three days. Time was running out and the situation was at stake, but the young people did not give up, but their fighting spirit was high and the flames of war were burning.

Find out why, don't waste a little time. When I took a step away from the mountain, I realized that the mountain itself was in the shape of a big sword.

I don't know the true face of this mountain, just because I am in this mountain. And this layer of space invisibly interferes with the soul, so that the root of the problem cannot be discovered in the first place.

Muzi took out the broken bone fragment and protected it in front of him, looked forward and backward, and his eyes were instantly sharp. Without squinting, he looked at the knife mountain from afar, and suddenly swung out with a fierce punch.

Silver dragons and red phoenixes hovered and staggered. At this time, the scales of the silver brontosaurus were divided into three colors, bright red as blood, red as fire, and bright as lightning.

The feathers of the flame true wind are also three colors. And the blood around the dragon and phoenix is rippling, like a dignified blood cloud, floating around the dragon and phoenix.

The silver dragon galloped and the red phoenix soared, and instantly slammed into the knife mountain. After a roar, the mountain trembled slightly, and then returned to calm.

A violent roar sounded again in the silence, and the mushroom cloud rose higher than the Knife Mountain, and the waves of qi rushed and spread in all directions, and everywhere it passed was a black hole with shattered space.

The entire seventh floor shook. Both the ground and the space, all trembling violently. If the wood is outside, it will be found. Under this blow, the entire trial tower shook, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Moreover, around the trial tower, there were a number of Buddha powers, including the master of Kobo who instigated Muzi to come in. One by one, their faces were solemn, for fear that it would be too intense inside and break the trial tower.

There were also some old monks who looked at Master Kobo viciously, which meant: "You did a good job, and you will accompany you when the tower is broken." ”

The little old man raised his eyes to the sky, but his ears did not hear what was happening around him.

This blow seems to destroy the world, as if to break this space, as if to break through all obstacles, break all shackles, and break free and soar for nine days.

This is the fusion of three-color energy that Muzi has never dared to use. This kind of energy is too terrifying, it hurts others and hurts oneself at the same time. This time there is no other way but to give it a go. Therefore, the broken bone fragments were prepared in advance for defense.

There is still a lot of information about the defense ability of bone fragments. At least now, it seems that it is no less than the portrait of the first emperor that was once in hand.

It's just that this bone fragment is too difficult to control. I can communicate with the portrait. This bone fragment is different, the oil and salt do not enter the soft and hard and do not eat. No matter how much he tried to try, the bone fragments never moved. Exhibits no capabilities other than autonomous defense.

Muzi didn't doubt the ability of this bone fragment, but he was troubled by the inability to use it.

The broken bone fragment is fortunate not to be dishonored, let the energy outside it surge and the heat wave is monstrous, and the back of the bone fragment is like a paradise in this troubled world, a unique tranquility.

Muzi was shocked by the power he unleashed. I didn't experience it myself, but I relied on intuition and sight. It can be roughly guessed that with such a blow, the ordinary pure yang realm will be caught off guard, and it will still be difficult to escape.

After a stick of incense, the energy turbulence subsided, and the rushing qi waves were annihilated. Everything is calm, and the heavens and the earth return to their original colors. Look at the flat river in front of you. The majestic mountain disappeared after this blow.

Mu Zi stared at his eyes, swallowed his mouth with difficulty, and after palpitations, he made a final conclusion on his domineering blow: "It's really fierce." “

As Muzi guessed, it was only after leveling Daoshan that he had passed this level. The Buddha clan is very particular about building this tower, and the rewards for each floor are different, and they are developed from all the perspectives of the monks themselves.

What is lacking to make up, after absorbing the relics this time, what is improved is the power of treasure art. The Thunder Dragon is stronger, the Red Phoenix is hotter, the punches are harder, and the speed under the feet is faster.

The eighth layer is the iceberg, and the ninth layer is the oil pot. These two layers are also a test of patience, although there are many difficulties, but they can persevere.

In terms of endurance, for Muzi, it is nothing more than a matter of time. It is estimated that when the trial tower is built, it will be hard to break through during non-opening hours, and the time set is three days per floor.

Six days later, I made it through the eighth and ninth floors with great difficulty, and harvested two more relics.

The eighth-layer relics made Mu Zi a little crying and laughing, and it was actually to consolidate the Dao Foundation. If this development continues, every step of the cultivation realm will be extremely difficult, as difficult as climbing to the sky.

As the saying goes, what is yours is yours, and you can't push it off. It's useless if it's not your impossibility. This sentence is now fulfilled in the body of the wood, when you know that the relics are a stable foundation of the Dao, you can't push it if you want to, you can only passively accept it.

If you come to it, you will be safe, and the tests of life and death have crawled over, how can you be stopped by chance. After reluctance, he continued to move forward.

The ninth-layer relics can be called against the sky, and they are actually powerful gods. The golden villain can be called invincible in the same realm, and it is still condensed again by the relics.

This opportunity is not easy to bear. It's not like a spirit grass, it gently excludes impurities from the divine soul, and is reconciling and stabilizing.

After the relics energy entered the spiritual platform, it was as if someone was rotating a sledgehammer and constantly knocking on the little golden man. It's like striking iron, refining the impurities in the soul.

After a period of dizziness, the little golden figure was a whole circle smaller. The power of the divine soul is indeed the opposite, and it is a big circle. It's a lot of fun.

There have always been rumors that the research of the Buddhist clan on the evil ghost path is far ahead of other sects. Along the way, Muzi suspected that what he said was not true, and the first to ninth floors were like hells inhabited by evil ghosts, and there was indeed not a single evil ghost in sight.

After entering the tenth floor, Muzi was dumbfounded. Looking at the endless evil ghosts in front of him, he also began to believe in the rumors of the God Realm.

There is even an illusion that all the evil ghosts of the Buddha clan have been put into the ninth layer. There is no end in sight to the dense crowd. There was a lot of black pressure in front of me.

The eerie space is cold and biting, and there are endless evil ghosts, and seeing Muzi is like seeing a long-lost delicacy. Hula all moved, quite united to the outside world, competing for this gluttonous meal.

This time, I could see that there was an exit behind me, but Kiko couldn't escape it. For the sake of friends and retreat without a fight, the Dao heart does not allow the heart to be uneasy. There is also a rumor that will be laughed at, Muzi really can't afford it.

Kill the demon group head-on, and be buried in an instant. The black pressure is overwhelming, and the small body of Muzi is not visible at all.

All evil ghosts are in the realm of the early stage of the Yuan Species, even if they are all Tianjiao, they are still fine. The gap between the two realms is for a monk like Muzi who has stepped on the limit. Crush, crush, keep crushing.

There are too many evil ghosts, and Mu Zi really suspects that it is the accumulation of an era of Buddhism. After two days and two nights, I fought tirelessly until I was numb, and I didn't feel the slightest reduction in the evil spirits around me.

It is not a way to continue like this, and it is impossible to kill these evil spirits in three days. Muzi was forced to use three-color energy fusion at one time.

After shaking the mountain for a while, it was indeed a lot quieter, and a large area was empty, and the deep pit on the ground could be called the sea when filled with water.