Wang Yi stepped on the spiritual power, turned into a long rainbow, and went straight to the upper floor, and this floor is no different from the previous floors, there is still an ancient mirror in the middle, and next to this ancient mirror is the strange wooden man.

Wang Yi's eyes were full of coldness, and without saying a word, he directly carried the shadow footwork, and at the same time, above his right hand, the cone-shaped spiritual power reappeared, like an arrow off the string, approaching the wooden man at great speed.

At this moment, the wooden man shook his body slightly, but disappeared into the void like a wisp of smoke, without a trace.

Wang Yi's unstoppable momentum directly flew into the air, his eyebrows were even tighter, and he immediately stepped on the spiritual power in the air, and at this moment, this wooden man broke through the void, transformed out, and rushed towards Wang Yi, not only that, but he also stabbed out with the conical spiritual power of his right hand.

Suddenly, in this nothingness, there was a sneering sound of breaking the sky, Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, stretched out his left fist and condensed a layer of spiritual power, aimed at the wooden man, and opened it suddenly, and in an instant, the wooden man trembled, and it exploded backwards strangely, and at the same time, Wang Yi burst out with a cone-shaped spiritual power in his hand.

At this moment, the wooden man who was repelling also stretched out his left hand, and saw a flash of blue light in his hand, and suddenly a terrifying repulsion surged.

A loud "boom" suddenly erupted in this strange space, and these two repulsive forces exploded in the confrontation, and even set off a terrifying aura in this nothingness, which was rolling towards the four directions.

At this time, Wang Yi and the wooden man were all bursting back, at this time Wang Yi's expression was already solemn to the extreme, but his eyes exuded a strong battle intent, and he silently recited the mantra in his mouth and instantly divided into three figures, one of which was as light as a swallow, as fast as lightning, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

There is also a figure, his hands are red, like the color of magma, wisps of white smoke are even more scattered, as if they will explode at any time, and the last figure is that both hands are cone-shaped spiritual power, and his surroundings are collapsing layer by layer, constantly making clicking sounds, as if he can't withstand this terrible spiritual power.

The wooden man had already used the technique of taking things from the air, and in an instant, a figure that was condensing flames couldn't help but float towards him, and at this moment, Wang Yi's figure as light as a swallow was already gathering his fists and slammed towards the wooden man.

And this wooden man is even more cunning, and he disappeared into this nothingness, leaving a phantom shadow in the air, and the figure of this fist gathering spirit is in the air again, at this time, Wang Yi's real body is stepping on spiritual power, and he is in the air, and the figure of the condensation is ready to go, and now the whole figure is red and steaming.

Wang Yi was calculating quickly in his mind, and suddenly he felt a trace of spiritual power fluctuation next to the figure that was as light as a swallow, and suddenly had the idea of dying with this wooden man in his heart, so he shot out the raging fire towards this figure with all his might.

As Wang Yi thought, he didn't dare to approach this reddened figure, but walked towards the figure as light as a swallow, and at this time, the wooden man had already appeared behind this figure, and he even found that there was a raging fire shooting towards him.

The wooden man tried to run the earth technique again and escaped, but at this moment, the figure as light as a swallow turned around suddenly, holding him tightly, and the next moment, it was a burning body and black smoke rising up.

"Poof" Wang Yi suddenly felt the qi and blood in his body rolling, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out a mouthful of blood, this figure is no longer the ordinary afterimage, and he has already had a layer of induction with Wang Yi in the dark.

At this time, the wooden man has also lost his motivation, the fire on his body is burning more and more, and the afterimage is directly extinguished, if Wang Yi has been on this layer, the wooden man will definitely burn out, until it turns into black charcoal.

The ancient mirror placed in the center emitted a dazzling golden light again, and like the previous times, another identical staircase stood in front of Wang Yi, stretching upwards in a zigzag manner.

At this moment, Wang Yi tapped the storage ring in his hand again, took out a few pills from it, ate them all, closed his eyes and meditated, he wanted to fight against another self in the best state.

That's it, Wang Yi is a day, at this moment, he exudes a terrifying aura all over his body, and even the air around him is distorted, and then he opens his eyes suddenly, and at the same time, a suffocating coercion suddenly erupts, rolling towards this endless darkness.

At this time, Wang Yi's expression was still indifferent, but his eyes revealed a sense of madness, he slowly stood up, looked at the stairs in front of him, and immediately slanted his mouth and chuckled, "At this moment, my qi and blood have recovered, and I am even more energetic, I want to see how far you can use all my tricks!"

"Pedal ???" Wang Yi took a step and walked up.

It's exactly the same scene again, and it's exactly the same furnishings, and although the aura exuded by these two people is different, it's still the same.

The wooden man was separated in an instant, three figures, one under the feet of the wind, the afterimage suddenly appeared, and suddenly disappeared in place, one of the hands were red, like magma in his hands kept rolling, and the other was the reappearance of the cone-shaped spiritual power of the hands, and the surrounding atmosphere erupted into a roaring sound.

But Wang Yi was unmoved this time, and still stood in place, but his hands also condensed the cone-shaped spiritual power, and his eyes were full of strong battle intent.

At this moment, a wooden figure with cone-shaped spiritual power in both hands was condensed, advancing at the speed of thunder, and stabbing out with a devastating force.

Wang Yi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he also carried a momentum of gods and ghosts, turning into a long rainbow and heading straight away, approaching at a rapid speed like a meteor crossing the sky.

"Boom??? The collision of this cone-shaped spiritual power really makes people boil with blood and blood, and the impact and pressure of the collision suddenly set off a terrifying aura in this atmosphere, and even this nothingness is constantly making a loud clicking sound, collapsing layer by layer, as if this type of attack has torn the sky apart.

At this time, the two of them were all bursting backwards, and at this moment, a raging fire was approaching at a rapid speed chasing the wind, and Wang Yi, who was still bursting backwards, was also red at the moment, and the temperature around him was rising rapidly.

A raging fire surrounded Wang Yi and burned on him, but immediately after, the raging fire disappeared on its own, or rather, Wang Yi absorbed it.

However, the figure as light as a swallow was already standing beside Wang Yi and punched Wang Yi violently.

The fierce strength of "boom" made Wang Yi burst back again, and he fell the ground in this strange space like a meteorite.