Looking at the passage in front of him that entered the next layer of the tower, Jiyin stopped and held on to the tower wall beside him.

After walking into this passage, he reached the true depths of this thousand-story tower, the ninth hundredth floor, and now he is close to what he wants, and he only needs to move his tired legs, control his already chaotic mind, and go down firmly again.

The influence of the magic sound on himself has reached a very terrifying level, he can no longer distinguish between reality and the environment, the glamorous sound in his mind, constantly showing a cruel picture in front of his eyes, the monster that came to his eyes, so that his current self is as scared as a mouse targeted by a giant beast. "Ji Yin can't break his lips anymore, now he can't rely on reciting that quaint spell to lighten his burden, he no longer has any ability to concentrate, to be able to stick to this, not only by his own will, but also by another kind of thing.

The perceptual artistic conception released by the opportunity of the transformation realm, let himself work tirelessly layer after layer, each layer, the supreme synaesthesia artistic conception becomes clearer and clearer, and the extreme yin slowly feels that some changes have occurred in his body, and after getting the opportunity to transform the realm, he will definitely be able to enter the coveted level directly without hindrance.

The magic sound made the heart of the extreme yin ripple, and the perception and artistic conception of the transformation realm pulled the extreme yin back to reality again and again, and under the mutual influence of the two, the extreme yin was like a puppet pulled by a rope, reaching the lowest end of the tower. On the ninth hundredth floor, he is no longer far away from the opportunity of the transformation realm.

Step by step, Ji Yin walked very slowly, when he completely took the last step and reached the ninth hundredth floor of the tower, Ji Yin fell to the ground quickly like a heavy blow, covering his head and constantly retreating, the scene in front of him kept changing, Ji Yin's eyes were wide open, and he looked extremely painful.

In the storage bag of Ji Yin, a black fragment is slowly lighting up, Ji Yin in a gap to come back to his senses, quickly took out the fragment from the storage bag, and the terrifying pictures in front of him gradually disappeared, with the sound of the gloomy sound continued to weaken, Ji Yin lay on the ground, in a cold sweat, constantly wheezing.

"Sure enough, in the end, I still have to use this thing. Ji Yin held the fragment tightly in his hand and placed it on his chest. Along the way, he wanted to rely on that fragment to block those breathtaking magic sounds, but that fragment always did not react in the slightest, which made Ji Yin indeed a little disappointed, and one of the most powerful treasures on his body could not be used, not to mention, this thing was specially used to block monsters.

"Fragment, thank you. Ji Yin held the fragment in his hand, closed his eyes and rested, he slept for more than three days before slowly waking up, in this thousand-story tower, people's minds are always in a state of extreme exhaustion, under the persecution of this state, people are unable to concentrate their minds.

Now, the fatigue on Ji Yin's body has been eliminated a lot. Looking at the fragment in his hand, Ji Yin thought about it, took out a rope, took off a small section, tied up the fragment, hung it around his neck, looked at his slightly shiny new necklace, Ji Yin nodded, he sat up, and began to slowly comprehend the artistic conception created by the opportunity of the transformation realm.

After entering the ninth hundredth layer, that artistic conception became much clearer, and for the first time, Ji Yin directly began to sit cross-legged on the ground, realizing the opportunity he was about to get. Under the creation of that artistic conception, those ethereal roads slowly became clear, and in the eyes of the extreme yin, the deep avenue became more and more obvious.

It turned out that it was not difficult to enter the transformation realm. Ji Yin nodded silently, he had already realized something, the breath on his body slowly fluctuated, and his momentum began to climb slowly.

"I don't know if I can directly reach the level of comprehension in the artistic conception of the opportunity of the transformation realm. Ji Yin stood up and walked slowly into the passage below again, after comprehending the transformation realm, it was only a matter of time before he entered the transformation realm. If you get the opportunity to enter the transformation realm, you can directly enter the transformation realm in less than three months with a random retreat.

The fragment of the formation on his chest can help the extreme yin isolate the invasion of most of the demonic sounds, and the extreme yin now only needs to keep chanting those simple spells to be able to completely resist the erosion of the demonic sounds. While reciting the quaint mantra, while feeling the supreme avenue, Jiyin took steps and walked slowly downwards firmly. . .

"You're almost at the level where the Pure Heart Talisman has completely lost its effect, and it's already the eight hundred and eighty-ninth layer here, but now I still can't feel the breath of your senior brother. The old man floated out of the necklace again and stood in front of Meng Fan, now among the thousand-story towers, I am afraid that the only one who can keep up with Ji Yin is him, an excellent apprentice.

"Master, the effect of the Pure Heart Talisman has become weaker and weaker, and while I am now comprehending the artistic conception of the opportunity to enter the Transformation Realm, I must continue to distract myself to resist the demonic sound that prevails in my mind. Meng Fan shook his head gently, his face was very bad, in such a deep layer, relying on the Pure Heart Talisman alone could no longer solve the problem.

"I can only help you get here, the last hundred layers are your personal battle with your senior brother, whether you can get the opportunity to transform the realm and directly surpass him, or you are still firmly trampled under his feet, it depends on your own ability, in this thousand-story tower, what you can master, I have already taught you, it depends on how many layers you can exert your ability. The old man looked at Meng Fan and said something serious, in the process of growing up, he did teach Meng Fan a lot of things, how much Meng Fan could learn and how much he played, these were no longer within his control.

"The kindness of the master, the disciple will not forget it, after the opportunity to transform the realm this time, I immediately tried to find a way to help the ancestor condense the physical body. Meng Fan held on to his physical discomfort and came to the next tower floor again.

"My own apprentice is really sensible. The old man looked at Meng Fan, a smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth, he turned into a wisp of light smoke again, and in the silent tower floor, the young man once again struggled to move forward alone in the darkness...