Time passed quickly, and the battle on the top floor of the Qibao Tower entered a white-hot stage, and everyone was red-eyed, and they didn't notice the strangeness of the Qibao Tower.

"Huh~ I have finally completed the preliminary refining of the Seven Treasure Building!" Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "This thing is really a saint's thing, it is extremely mysterious, and it makes me faintly feel a breakthrough in refining!"

In order to refine the Qibao Building, he consumed a lot of his merit and luck, but this cost was not unjust at all, the Qibao Building itself was a treasure that integrated attack and defense, and Wang Yan estimated that it should be a holy weapon.

Being able to get a holy weapon can be regarded as Wang Yan's luck, this holy weapon is estimated to have been uncontrolled for many years, and it has been polished in the yellow wind and sand for countless days and nights, plus there are still people destroying it inside, so he picked it up cheaply.

"Haha, I'll see who else!!"

At this time, the top floor of the Qibao Building is particularly eye-catching, and there is something in it that everyone doesn't know, but it can be sure that it is a good thing.

"Since no one dares to step forward, then this group of saint qi is mine!" he laughed and quickly rushed towards the saint qi.

Rumble~

A majestic pressure appeared, instantly suppressing everyone in the Seven Treasure Building!

"Damn, this feels like ...."

"This is the suppression of Qibao Building, it's broken, I feel that my strength has been greatly reduced!"

"Qibao Building has been automatically repaired, everyone quickly break Qibao Building together!"

....

唰~唰~唰~

At this moment, everyone began to attack the walls of the Qibao Tower, and the cracks that were still hideous were gone at this time, and their attacks did not play any role except to make the Qibao Tower tremble.

"Run!" the crowd rushed up to the only window on the top floor.

Boom~

The windows closed automatically.

"No, I don't want to go back, I don't want to go back!"

Everyone was pulled by an inexplicable force, and each returned to the original floor and cubicle.

Creak~

The windows were quickly pushed open!

"Upstairs, what's going on, why am I back again!"

"You're going too, I'm back too, I'm really depressed!"

"It looks like we're all trapped again, we should have gone out first!"

"It's all a saint's inheritance and mistake, greed really killed me!"

.....

Everyone was very unwilling and remorseful, and the original freedom was placed in front of them, but unfortunately they didn't cherish it.

"Wang Yan, shopkeeper Wang, you can help us break the Qibao Building again!"

"Yes, yes, the king, what about you?"

"Shopkeeper Wang, come out quickly! we need your help!"

....

No matter how everyone shouted, Wang Yan never showed up, and the same did not show up.

The fact that the Qibao Building almost collapsed just now made him discover the sage qi hidden in the room on the top floor, and now although the Qibao Building has returned to its original state, he already knows the location of the treasure, and the rest is that it will take time to break through this hidden formation.

Formation, also his strength!

"The inheritance of the saint, it must be mine, Wang Yan, you wait for me!" Burning Sky roared in his mind, he had to hurry up all the time now, if Wang Yan didn't break the Seven Treasure Tower again in a while, then he wouldn't have a chance.

Sou~

Burning Sky suddenly felt his body light, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and he appeared in a strange place.

"There's no suppression, here it is.... Immortal Realm!" The Immortal Consciousness of the Burning Sky immediately probed where he was, "What the hell is going on?"

Everything he had just experienced seemed like a dream, and now he woke up from the dream.

"No, it can't be a dream, damn it, what the hell is going on?"

Burning Sky couldn't understand why he was still on the top floor of the Seven Treasure Tower just now, and suddenly returned to the immortal realm quietly.

"Zi Chou Yin Mao Chen Si Wu Wei Shen Youxu Hai!" he quickly punched out one mysterious trick after another in his hand, wanting to return to the small world full of yellow wind and sand just now.

Alas, nothing happened.

"Damn! Why!" he roared angrily, his eyes were red, he was one step away from the inheritance of the saint, he was unwilling!

At this time, Wang Yan came to the top floor of the Qibao Tower, how could he let go of this saint's things? As for the burning sky, he still needed to fatten up and slaughter it, so he simply put it back in the fairy world.

If Burning Heaven knew that it was Wang Yan's handiwork that he inexplicably returned to the fairy world, and Wang Yan also treated him like the pig he had kept in captivity, it was estimated that he would be angry to death immediately.

"The rise of the saint, the inheritance of the saint?" Wang Yan waved his hand, and this group of saint qi immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

Now he is the master of the Seven Treasure Tower, except for the saint qi on the top floor, all the treasures in the other floors are his, and even the people trapped inside must be controlled by him.

"Master, you have to be careful, since the inheritance of the great god is in danger, it is difficult to ensure that the inheritance of this saint is also in danger!" Qinglong reminded on the side.

Wang Yan nodded, the things in front of him are indeed very tempting, but they are also full of danger, this is not the time to fight for character, he can't guarantee that he can get out of the way if something goes wrong.

Sou!

A good corpse of Wang Yan appeared.

"You go and see if there is anything wrong with that group of saint qi, if it is the inheritance of the saint, you try to absorb some of it first!" Wang Yan ordered.

He had once cut out three corpses in the Nether Realm, and he had been kept warm in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, and now it came in handy. Even the good corpse is willing to give up, and he is the only one.

"Yes!" said the good corpse very respectfully.

Wang Yan's good corpse is different from others, his good corpse does not have an independent personality, everything is centered on Wang Yan's body, a bit like a person who is enslaved by liquid metal.

The good corpse quickly approached the ball of saint qi and then stretched out his hand to put it into it.

"Hiss~" There was a tremor from the good corpse, as if it had been shocked.

"Rice devourer, send me back the detected data!" Wang Yan ordered.

At the same time, the good corpse also sent back to Wang Yan the huge information he had gotten.

This is about a saint's experience and perception, even including his practice of holy magic and holy arts, as well as the most crucial method of transforming divine power into holy power.

"It's no wonder that the saints in this world are weaker, and they still haven't jumped out of the category of strength cultivation, think about the saints in the desolation of the earth, which one is not merit sanctification, who relies on holy power!" Wang Yan complained.

As the amount of information received by the good corpse became larger and larger, the proportion of the good corpse's own memories soon began to decrease.

"Good corpse, stop absorbing it, and come out!" Wang Yan hurriedly said.

If the good corpse is allowed to completely inherit the experience and perception of the saint, I am afraid that this good corpse will not be Wang Yan, but the saint. Comparatively speaking, Wang Yan's memory is still too small, and when the time comes, the host and guest will be reversed, and it is difficult to say who will dominate.

"Can't stop!" said the good corpse.

This cloud of saintly qi began to burrow into his body on its own.

"Hmph, there's a problem, Qinglong, give me a bite!" Wang Yan sneered.

"Roar~" Qinglong's eyes lit up, and it knew that this saint's qi was a great supplement.

Click~

Qinglong bit off a piece of sage qi in one bite, and it was strange to say that the original gaseous thing seemed to have turned solid into Qinglong's mouth.

Sou~

As if frightened, the saint's qi immediately gave up the good corpse and hid in the corner.

"Hmph, if you still want to play peek-a-boo, I'll play with you!" Wang Yan said lightly.