What Chu Qingyun wanted was just the pure Yuan Force in the Martial King Yuan Dan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

So, there's no need to be polite to it at all.

Chu Qingyun's heart moved, and a large amount of devouring power surged out from his palm, completely covering the Martial King Yuan Dan in an instant, wrapping layer after layer.

The devouring power slowly squirmed, and began to explode with all its strength, devouring the Yuan Force on the Martial King Yuan Dan.

Martial King Yuan Dan, although he is just a dead thing, his resistance to devouring power is more than ten times stronger than that of a ninth-level martial spirit!

Chu Qingyun devoured it for a while before he devoured a Yuan Force from the Yuan Dan and sent it into the Devouring Martial Soul.

But it was this Yuan Force, after the refining of the Devouring Martial Soul, that it had transformed into a very large amount of Yuan Liquid, which made Chu Qingyun couldn't help but be a little surprised!

"It is worthy of the Yuan Li of the powerhouse of the Martial King Realm......"

Chu Qingyun secretly praised, then closed his eyes, concentrated on controlling the power of devouring, and began to devour Martial King Yuan Dan with all his strength.

With the assistance of the seventh layer of the Holy Pole Tower, Chu Qingyun used the power of devouring, and it took him more than half a day to swallow enough yuan power from the Martial King Yuan Dan, and after the refining of the Devouring Martial Soul, he finally filled the Qi Sea of his eighth-level martial spirit to perfection.

After the Yuan Liquid in the Qi Sea was consummated, Chu Qingyun withdrew the devouring power.

At this time, the original egg-sized Martial King Yuan Dan had shrunk significantly.

After Chu Qingyun put the Martial King Yuan Dan into the storage ring, he began to concentrate his energy to condense the Yuan Liquid in the sea of compressed qi and break through to the ninth-level Martial Spirit.

About ten minutes later, there seemed to be a roar in Chu Qingyun's body.

The amount of liquid in the sea of qi instantly became much smaller.

Moreover, after several times of condensation and compression, at this time, the yuan liquid in Chu Qingyun's qi sea had become very viscous, spread in the qi sea, and it didn't even have the feeling of flowing liquid before.

"Yuan liquid is in the Martial Spirit Realm, it has been condensed and compressed to the extreme, if you want to go further in the Yuan Force, you can only condense the Yuan Dan and break through to the Martial King Realm......"

After breaking through to the ninth-level martial spirit, Chu Qingyun stood up.

He practiced his swordsmanship in the cultivation room for a while, and after familiarizing himself with the new power, he took out the sect token and re-ascended to the eighth layer of the Holy Pole Pagoda.

Walking on the stairs leading to the eighth floor, Chu Qingyun closed his eyes slightly, concentrating and feeling carefully.

He wanted to use that faint sense of calling to find what Elder Zhu said, "the way up."

After stepping out of the stairs and really standing on the eighth floor, Chu Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes.

Once again, he sensed the sense of summoning, and it was right in front of him!

"This ...... It's a wall......"

Chu Qingyun was a little puzzled.

The staircase is gone here, there are walls in front and to the right, and when you turn left, you will find the space on the eighth floor of the Holy Pole Tower.

"Is the perception wrong?"

Chu Qingyun was puzzled, and he concentrated again, and took a turn in the eighth layer, and in several other places, he also sensed a faint sense of summoning.

But the strongest sense of summoning is still where he just came out of the stairs.

"Is it really here?"

Chu Qingyun was at the end of the stairs, took a few more steps forward, and stood in front of the wall.

After a moment's hesitation, he slowly reached out to feel it.

Unexpectedly, his hand passed directly through "that wall" and disappeared from his sight.

"This, this wall is fake!"

"Illusion!?, or Illusion Array!?"

Chu Qingyun's eyes widened instantly, and he suddenly retracted his hand, but the wall in front of him did not change in the slightest, no matter how you looked at it, it was just a wall, a dead end.

"I see. ”

Chu Qingyun tried it twice more with his hands, and he was almost sure that the way up that Elder Zhu said should be here.

"It's disguised as a wall......"

Chu Qingyun couldn't help but shake his head, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

This time, if it weren't for Elder Zhu's reminder, and he seemed to have a faint feeling about it, he would not have discovered the secret of "this wall" at all.

Two conditions are indispensable.

Otherwise, who will be idle and go to play against the wall?

Chu Qingyun took a deep breath and suddenly took a step forward.

Without any sense of being blocked, he went straight through the wall and to the back of the wall.

Behind the wall, there was still a staircase, the same as the one before, leading to the top.

Now that they are all here, Chu Qingyun naturally will not back down.

He followed the stairs, step by step.

The higher he went, the stronger the sense of summoning he became, and when he was halfway there, he didn't even have to concentrate to feel that sense of summoning.

The staircase is not long, that is, the height of the first floor of the Holy Tower.

After reaching the end, Chu Qingyun raised his eyes and looked.

The ninth floor of this Holy Pole Pagoda was very empty, with an unobstructed view, and there was no cultivation room.

The first thing Chu Qingyun noticed was a very huge thing floating in mid-air, that thing was like a hole in the space that had been torn apart, constantly emitting colorful light.

At the first glance of it, Chu Qingyun could be sure that the source of that faint sense of summoning was here!

And before the hollow, there was a ten-meter-high stone stele, criss-crossed on the stele, with a series of sword marks, from those sword marks, from time to time there would be a stream of light of different colors flowing.

In front of the stele, a man sat cross-legged.

The man had his back to Chu Qingyun, so that he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only see a back.

"Go down, this is not the place for you to come, everything about the ninth floor of the Holy Pole Tower is not allowed to be passed out. ”

From there, a voice rang out.

The voice is very flat, ancient and waveless, although it is not harsh, but it is full of a feeling that people can't refute and can't refuse.

Chu Qingyun hesitated for a moment, but still bowed his hand, "The disciple obeys." ”

With that, he turned around and prepared to go down.

From this person, Chu Qingyun couldn't detect the slightest breath, and there was no way to judge his strength at all.

However, whether it is the colorful hollow or the stone tablet with interlaced sword marks, it is not an ordinary thing at first glance.

And to be able to stay on the ninth floor of this secret Holy Pole Pagoda, this person must also be a great figure in the Holy Pole Sect, maybe even more powerful than the Inner Gate Elders.

Therefore, Chu Qingyun didn't want to disobey him.

I don't know this person's temper for the time being, if he really angers him, not only will he fail Elder Zhu's kindness, but I'm afraid he will get into trouble for himself and Elder Zhu.

However, just after Chu Qingyun turned around, the man said again: "Wait a minute, you use a sword?" )