"Ground level, hmph, is it possible that in your eyes, the palace master only has a little ability?" Yan Luo turned his head disdainfully, "How can I say that the palace master was also the Tota Heavenly King who was in charge of the order of the Three Realms in his previous life, and the natal magic weapon is also at the artifact level, which is in line with my identity." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Artifact?" Bai Mei's mouth opened slightly, and her throat involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "What level of magic weapon is that, is it more powerful than the ground level?"

"Of course. Yama opened his mouth and came, "In front of the artifact, the earth-level magic weapon is scum." ”

"It's amazing!" Bai Mei exclaimed, and then looked at the five pillars of support, "What is that? Heaven and Earth Treasure? Where did you get the thousand-year-old elixir that the palace master gave us last time?"

"Oh, that's a treasure trove. Yama rolled his eyes and explained, "It's like Doraemon's pocket, you can take anything out of it if you want." ”

"So amazing?" Bai Mei was surprised, paced to the pillar of the "Heaven and Earth Treasure", stroked it lightly with her hand, then turned her head to look at Yama, and asked dissatisfiedly, "The palace master is sitting on the treasure house, why is he still so stingy?

"You blame the palace master for this. Yama Luo's face was bitter, and he hurriedly shouted, "Although the palace master has this treasure house, because of his low strength now, he can't open more treasure house functions, and there are many restrictions, and he only has one chance to choose once a month. ”

"Ah, there are still such restrictions?" Bai Mei stuck out her tongue, unspeakably charming, and then said with a sympathetic and regretful face, "In that case, the palace master is sitting on a golden mountain and can't enjoy it!"

"It's hard to tear people down. Yama was speechless, and sorrow flowed backwards.

Boom!

However, at this time, the Qiankun Pagoda shook slightly, shook for a moment, and then recovered as before.

"What's going on?" Bai Mei's expression changed, and then her pupils dilated, filled with a trace of worry and uneasiness, "Are those guys outside storming the Holy Tower? What if they break through and rush in?"

"You put a hundred hearts, just with their little strength, it is simply a fool's dream to break through the Qiankun Pagoda!" Yan Luo looked full of confidence, and said comfortingly, "Even if you give them a hundred years, a thousand years, they can't break the door of the Qiankun Pagoda." ”

Baimei was still a little worried, but seeing Yan Luo's confident appearance, the worry in her heart gradually dissipated, and she continued to look at it to satisfy her curiosity.

Yama Luo was so confident on the surface, but in fact, he was also a little anxious in his heart.

It's not that I'm worried that those people outside will break through the gate of the Qiankun Pagoda, but I'm anxious that the mana won't last long.

The Qiankun Pagoda has a total of nine floors, and now only the first layer has been opened, and Yama's grasp of the entire Qiankun Pagoda is not in case, and the specific effect is only a small part of it.

There is only one reason, that is, his strength is too low!

In the exchange with the system, he learned that if he wanted to open the second layer of the Qiankun Pagoda, he had to reach the strength of the Mortal Seven-Rank Vajra Martial Master, and the higher he went, the stronger the strength he required.

With his mortal second-grade strength, the first layer was not completely controlled, let alone the second layer.

Previously, the first floor of the Qiankun Pagoda, that is, the Chaos Hall, could not accommodate living creatures at all, but after he absorbed the mana of Emperor Luo Taiyi, the system told him to open part of the functions of the Qiankun Pagoda again, one of which was that it could hold living creatures.

This is also where his confidence lies in the fact that he can still talk and laugh in the face of the people of the three major sects, such as Xiongba, and if I can't beat you, won't I hide? As long as I hide in the Qiankun Pagoda, I can't break through the gate, and it can be called an invincible fortress of defense.

But now he found himself overlooking a crucial problem: he had little mana left, and he simply couldn't sustain a productive time.

The Qiankun Pagoda contains living creatures, which is premised on the consumption of mana, and once the mana is exhausted, any living creature will be ruthlessly expelled except for himself!

It is conservatively estimated that with the few mana he has left, he will be completely exhausted if he supports it for an hour at most, and there will be no way to recover it even if he wants to.

This trace of his mana was obtained by "forcibly snatching", not from his own hard cultivation, it belonged to the "Hanging Pavilion", once it was exhausted, it would completely collapse and cease to exist, unlike the aura in the Purple Mansion, even if it was exhausted, he would only need to cultivate again to replenish and restore his strength.

To put it in layman's terms, the trace of mana he accidentally obtained is equivalent to nuclear energy, and the aura he himself cultivates is just gasoline, and nuclear energy can replace gasoline to drive cars with greater efficiency, but once the nuclear energy is used up, gasoline cannot be converted into nuclear energy.

"I miscalculated, I knew that I could only support for an hour, and I should have run away at that time. Yan Luo regretted it, and then questioned the system in his mind, "You didn't explain it to me earlier, now it's okay, if you are trapped here, you can only stretch your neck and cut those guys outside when the time comes!"

The host didn't ask. The system replied lightly, "It is the host itself that makes the choice, and the system just acts on orders." ”

"I ......" Yama rolled his eyes wildly, trying to refute but feeling powerless.

......

Xiongba roared angrily, swiped his hands, and the majestic aura gushed out, transforming into a ghost horse chopping knife, the knife aura was pervasive, and the killing intent was vertical and horizontal.

"One cut in two!"

The ghost horse chopping knife rises against the storm, up to ten zhang, splitting straight down, slashing the sky and the earth, unstoppable.

Bite!

Hong Zhong's loud voice resounded, and the Qiankun Pagoda trembled slightly almost invisibly, intact, ignoring the slashing sword of the male tyrant.

Shi Zixuan held his head high, his whole body burst out with full firepower, his hands were drawn virtually, the bow of opening the sky and the arrows of shooting the sun were condensed and formed, and the power penetrated the world.

"Ten thousand arrows!"

With a loud shout, the sun-shooting arrows turned into streamers and shot away, suddenly one turned into two, two into four, four into eight, eight into thousands, thousands of arrows rained down from the sky, as if derived from the sun, moon and stars, covering the sky and the sun, shining the sky, really the sun and the moon without light and the stars shining, covering the sky in all directions and pouring down towards the Qiankun pagoda.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The continuous sound of gold and iron striking resounded, and each arrow hit the Qiankun Pagoda with great accuracy, but it could not cause the slightest loss.

Huang Yi was not willing to lag behind so as not to be criticized, and when his right hand flipped, the Ziling Sword appeared, flying up and down, out of nowhere, stirring the momentum of heaven and earth, shocking the earth.

"Thirteen kills of the flying eagle, and the town faction is outstanding. As soon as the spirit sword comes out, who will compete. ”

A sword slashes the sky, a sword breaks the ground, a sword is mysterious and unpredictable like a magic shadow, and a sword shatters the void like a cracked stone.

One move, one style, with the Ziling sword in the hand, suddenly the sword trick flies, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, each sword is slashed on the bronze tower body of the Qiankun Pagoda, and the sparks are full of passion.