In the Inheritance Pagoda, Lin Yi gasped heavily, and instead of observing the situation on the seventh floor, he glanced back at the stairs shrouded in light.

He fought with the illusion in it, sharpened and exercised his skills, and had remarkable results, so he was a little unsatisfied, and he quit at this time, and even felt a little more disappointed in his heart, if he could, Lin Yi would rather continue to stay in it.

Although he is very passive in fighting against the illusion, at least he will not die, and the illusion is equal to his own strength, and the means are the same.

"Go to the eighth floor. ”

Lin Yi licked his lips, the first four layers of the upward climb test here were only to test bone age, physique, soul and talent respectively, while the fifth layer began to fight against illusions.

Therefore, he felt that the eighth layer was the same, although the illusion of the seventh layer was the same as his strength, but this did not hinder Lin Yi's expectations in his heart, so that he didn't even look at the surrounding martial arts murals.

The palm of his hand was imprinted on the light mask leading to the eighth floor, and a familiar voice rang out.

Lin Yi reappeared in the void, and the same figure stood in front of him.

"How can you still be a cultivator at the peak of the Qi Wheel Realm!"

Looking at the illusion, Lin Yi exclaimed, but this question would not be answered.

The illusion moved, and a roar came from under his feet as soon as he stepped out, apparently with the same technique, only this time a large flaming handprint appeared in the air.

This is the Zhenzong martial art of the Red Body Gate, the Burning Heaven Palm!

Seeing this, Lin Yi's eyes closed slightly, and he understood that the illusion on the seventh layer did not use other techniques except for the body method, and was completely relying on the skills controlled by internal qi to fight, and this layer was obviously no longer the kind of immutable, and the means began to diversify.

However, Lin Yi was not afraid of such an attack, because the illusion was the same as his strength, except that the skills were superior, as long as the energy contained in the moves released by the attack was comparable, the final result of the collision would only be mutual annihilation.

With this mentality, he also hit the Burning Sky Palm, but the two flame hands collided, and there was an unexpected side!

Lin Yi's technique was destroyed by the same means as the illusion, and then castration hit his body, and he vomited blood in an instant, his body was still in mid-air, and he felt palpitations again, and heard a rapid sound of breaking the air.

With a wave of the phantom's palm, several qi spears flew out and jumped up at the same time.

With one move, Lin Yi could only defend passively, and hurriedly pinched his handprints to gather the golden bell jar.

It was only this wave of attacks that was exhausted, and the illusion stepped heavily on his body, and the internal qi in the soles of his feet exploded, and the golden bell jar suddenly collapsed, and his body flew higher under the shock.

At the same time, Lin Yi fell heavily to the ground, and he could feel that the entire ground was shaking, but it was dark here, everything was like nothingness, although he could feel a collision behind him, but he couldn't see anything.

At this moment, he only felt that his skeleton was about to fall apart, but he also knew that he couldn't stay in place, so he hurriedly endured the severe pain and turned over and flashed to the side, and this action made him vomit blood constantly.

However, although Lin Yi understood it in his heart, the illusion seemed to have been predicted.

Just as he was dodging, he saw a flash of golden light, and he found himself trapped by the golden bell jar, and his face changed, knowing the consequences of this explosion.

Thinking about the defeat of Yang Xun of the Four Seasons Gate in Lei Ze, you must know that he is a Kaiyuan Realm monk!

But what can be done?

Before Lin Yi could make a defense, the golden bell jar exploded.

He bore the brunt of the attack, even with a super physique, there were many blood holes left on the surface of his body, bones were broken in pieces, and the remnants of his body were thrown high.

In the past, Lin Yi used this trick to throw it out as a bomb, but the illusion method is even more extreme, when the golden bell jar bursts open, except for the soles of his feet, there are terrifying energy fluctuations in all directions, forming a strangulation situation.

Before the move was finished, the illusion was expressionless, pinching the handprint and falling from the air, and a phantom figure wearing a crown appeared behind it.

Rumble!

The attack of the Human King Seal ended the battle, and Lin Yi fell off the spiritual battlefield.

As soon as he returned, his feet were a little weak, and he retreated again and again, almost sitting on the ground.

Because the battle with the illusion made him feel uneasy, Lin Yi never thought that with the same strength and the same moves, he could completely abuse himself.

"Fighting has become a skill, it's too strong, this should be the means of those geniuses in the Heavenly Domain!"

After resting for a while, Lin Yi summed up the battle just now, and couldn't help but yearn for it.

If you have the extraordinary means of illusion, with your current strength and the ability to resist the momentum, you can completely fight with the late-stage Kaiyuan Realm monks of the Tianze Continent!

The reason why there is a geographical distinction is because after fighting with the illusion, he deeply felt how backward the combat methods of this world are compared to the heavenly domain.

"Fortunately, thanks to this battle, at least let me see clearly, knowing that today's cultivation can still improve my strength. ”

Lin Yi was glad that there was no chance to reach the eighth floor, so he gathered his mind and began to look at the murals on the seventh floor of the inheritance pagoda.

There are not many imprints here, only more than 100 up and down, compared with the floors below, many times less, he swept through these murals, each feeling the artistic conception is different, each has its own merits.

In the end, Lin Yi's gaze narrowed and stared at a mural with murderous intent.

There was a monk with his hands on his back, and his face was handsome and immature, but he had a full head of white hair, and he was looking straight ahead, and nothing else.

But Lin Yi seemed to have a feeling in his heart, thinking that the techniques contained in it would be of great help to him now, so he chose this one among the many murals.

He made up his mind about this, sat down cross-legged, and began to observe it carefully.

Gradually, Lin Yi seemed to see a flower in front of him, and he felt as if he was in front of the white-haired monk.

I saw that the white-haired monk's eyes turned black and lost the whites of his eyes, as if two whirlpools had formed, and two jet-black lights were swallowing in his eyes.

Lin Yi was stared at by him, feeling uncomfortable all over, and unconsciously wanted to escape, but he knew in his heart that this was all a previous brand, not a real attack, so he was relieved to boldly observe carefully, and to remember all the steps.

Then the black light appeared, like two sharp blades rushing out of the eyes of the ancient monk and attacking him.

At this moment, Lin Yi's pupils dilated, although he knew that it was not real, he also felt creepy, and felt as if it had been torn apart by these two jet-black blades this day, and even two pitch-black spatial cracks appeared behind it!

The sharp blade crossed his chest, Lin Yi's body trembled, and he couldn't help but reach out to check on his chest.

After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief again, and with a hint of embarrassment on his face, he thought it was a vain.

However, after this incident, Lin Yi's eyes lit up, and he looked at the mural again, although he did not understand the operation of the technique this time, but he knew the name and introduction of this technique.

(End of chapter)