86_86030The cold light suddenly appeared, like a light and shadow, and stabbed into the eyelids of the mountain-shaking black bear, and the cold light pierced the head of the spirit.

The spirit body of the black bear that shook the mountain cracked, and it instantly turned into aura and disappeared. And the moment the spirit vanished, a dagger appeared behind it.

This is the dagger given to him by the dean, but it is covered with cracks, and it seems to collapse at any time, but after Ling Yun carefully probed, he found that this dagger is by no means so simple, because from the cracks in the dagger, a trace of snow-white cold light can be seen, and the part full of cracks is like the scabbard of a dagger.

Placing the dagger, Ling Yun quickly rushed forward, and it didn't take long for another spirit to block in front of Ling Yun.

As the spiritual mist rolled, scales glowing with metallic luster appeared in front of him, and then, a gray beam of light rushed out of the spiritual mist.

Hiss!

The aura hissed, as if it had been corroded.

Horned Serpent!

Highly poisonous and dangerous.

The body seemed to turn into an afterimage, avoiding the pillar of light, rushing into the spiritual mist, and constantly rushing forward.

The horned snake spat out the letter and chased after Ling Yun, its huge body stirring the spiritual mist, and the speed was so fast that it caught up with Ling Yun.

Taking another step, Ling Yun rushed forward, and at the same time, the jade pendant flew out, attracting the horned snake.

However, unexpectedly, the horned snake spit out the letter, but ignored the jade pendant, and two gray pillars of light shot out of its eyes.

Ling Yun was alert when he saw that it was unmoved, and with a turn of his body, he rushed to it, avoiding the gray pillar of light.

The speed of the horned snake was too fast, and it appeared behind Ling Yun in the blink of an eye, and the huge snake tail slashed, covering the sky and the sun, and the power was amazing.

Don't dare to be careless, he took back the jade pendant, and the dagger turned into a light and shadow, stabbing straight at the tail of the spirit.

Yikes!

As if breaking through a piece of tissue paper, the dagger passed through the tail and pierced the horned snake seven inches.

The snake's mouth was wide open, and two sharp snake teeth spewed venom, corroding the dagger. Suddenly, there were more cracks on the dagger, and the white light in the cracks became brighter and brighter.

Sou!

The dagger stabbed on the snake scales, rubbing out a spark, wisps of spiritual energy overflowed from the sparks, and the demon beast's spirit body seemed to tremble, a little unstable.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, several ice and fire runes rushed out and landed on the snake's head, bursting violently, ice and fire were two heavens, and the spiritual mist was dispersed by the bursting runes, revealing the complete snake body of the horned snake.

It is about five zhang long, and the whole body is silvery-white, covered with snake scales, and flashes with metallic luster.

The runes dissipated, and the horned snake rushed at it in a rage, its head not too damaged, only a little drowsy in the roar.

Ling Yun didn't entangle with it, and the soul dagger rushed to the gate that led to the eleventh floor not far away.

Two gray rays of light shot out of the horned snake's eyes again, but they were all dodged by Ling Yun.

After three breaths, Ling Yun rushed to the front of the gate, and without hesitation, he directly dived into it, leaving only the angry horned snake behind him, which slowly dissipated.

Eleventh floor.

The gravity is even greater, and it takes a lot of energy to move a step.

Will the spirits here be the Skyclave?

Ling Yun wondered, if this was the case, breaking into the tower would only end here.

The spiritual mist rolled, and Ling Yun also clenched the jade pendant in his hand.

Rise!

The sound of the beast's roar was heard, and the majesty of the Sky Realm rolled in, like a giant mountain, to crush people.

Skyclave!

Ling Yun was about to crush the jade pendant in an instant, but he felt that it was wrong.

The rolling of the mist stopped, revealing a black-horned bull about three feet long.

Half-step to the sky!

Sure enough, Ling Yun showed a look of surprise, he did feel the coercion of the Sky Realm, but the coercion was not pure, this situation would generally only appear when it reached the half-step Sky Realm, but even if it was not a real Sky Realm, it was dozens of times stronger than the Qi Sea Realm, not to mention the Black Horned Bull.

Do you want to break through?

Rush!

Although he couldn't kill it, he couldn't avoid him and rush up to the higher tower level, but Ling Yun wanted to see the gap between him and the half-step sky.

Put the jade pendant into his arms, the soul dagger, and stabbed at the brute bull.

Rise!

The dagger was so much that the demon beast shouted angrily, and the wild bull spat flames and burned everything.

The dagger trembled, and the crack reached the extreme, and the white light flashed in the crack, as if it was about to break free from the shackles of the shell.

Bite!

The dagger struck on the forehead of the brute bull, making a muffled sound, the crack was completely shattered, the white light was dazzling, piercing the eyes, making people unable to see, and suddenly the white light flashed, and it returned to Ling Yun's hand.

Boom!

The spirit of the bull was reduced to pieces and scattered, and even the hardest black horn was reduced to pieces.

Ling Yun was dumbfounded, looking at the dagger in his hand that had lost its light.

The dagger is three inches, not gold and wood, not earth and not stone, I don't know how to use it to cast together, the whole body is close to transparent, thin as cicada wings, and there are three small characters in the middle of the dagger.

Sky Dagger!

Gently wave the dagger in your hand.

Woohoo!

Fine cracks appeared in the void, as if they could cut through the void, and everything could not stop its sharpness.

Call!

Ling Yun's complexion changed slightly, just by waving the dagger once, the qi and blood in his right hand were exhausted, he took a deep breath, carefully placed the dagger in the jade box to prevent it from shaking, and then turned around and left the eleventh floor.

Under the Sky Tower.

Ning Zixuan, the fat man Pang Chuan had already withdrawn from the Heavenly Tower, Ning Zixuan broke into the ninth layer, the spirit body in the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm, and the fat man only broke through to the eighth layer, the spirit body in the middle stage of the Qi Sea Realm.

At this time, Ning Zixuan looked at the Heavenly Tower, and there was a point of light on the eleventh layer, which was the trace of Ling Yun.

"He's definitely going to be stronger again. ”

Ning Zixuan's face was solemn, she knew that the spirit body that appeared on the eleventh layer had reached the level of a half-step spirit body at least.

Pang Chuan had a simple smile on his face, and seemed to be a little Mu Nai, and walked up to the guard and asked, "Brother Guard, what level of spirit body is the eleventh layer?"

The guard's face was indifferent, "Half-step Yukong!"

Pang Chuan nodded, and a gleam flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Lingyun. Ning Zixuan looked at Ling Yundao who came out.

"What level did you break through?" Ling Yun asked.

"Not as perverted as you, just broke through to the ninth layer. Ning Zixuan smiled and said, "By the way, go and get the battle point for breaking into the tower." ”

Ling Yun nodded, placed the token in a depression in the Heavenly Tower, and immediately added a total of 1,000 battle points to the token.

Two thousand six hundred points plus one thousand points, three thousand six hundred points.

"Let's go, go to the Battle Treasure Hall and see if there are any suitable treasures. Ling Yun smiled.

Ning Zixuan nodded, and Pang Chuan said familiarly: "I'll go too!"

Ling Yun was speechless, Ning Zixuan was speechless.

Battle Treasure Palace.

At this time, there were already many monks looking for treasures suitable for themselves.

After Ling Yun and the others walked into the Battle Treasure Hall, they looked at the dazzling array of items, walked up to an old man and asked, "I don't know where to buy high-grade spiritual arts?"

The old man glanced at Ling Yun in surprise, after all, he was only in the Divine Realm, and at most he was only cultivating low-level spiritual arts, but when his gaze moved down and landed on the token on his waist, his complexion changed.

"Go to the right, three hundred steps. The old man said.

Ling Yun nodded, Ning Zixuan and the two followed, and on the way here, the three of them said what they needed, and to their surprise, all three of them lacked spiritual skills.

"High-level spiritual arts, nine peaks, spiritual energy converges into mountain peaks, one is stronger than the other, and all nine peaks converge, comparable to top-level spiritual arts!"

"Four hundred battle points are needed!"

Ling Yun stopped, and he was a little interested in this technique. But when he saw the desired battle point, he shook his head and moved on.

After seeing many spiritual arts, he knew that low-level spiritual arts generally only needed fifty battle points, intermediate spiritual skills one hundred battle points, high-level spiritual skills three hundred battle points, and top-level spiritual skills one thousand battle points.

That's right, the difference between high-level spiritual art and top-level spiritual art is seven hundred battle points, not only because of the strength of top-level spiritual art, but also because of its rarity.

"Purple Qi is coming to the east! I don't know the grade, I don't know the use, I need a thousand battle points!"

Ning Zixuan stopped and looked at an ancient scroll wrapped in transparent spar, her eyebrows slightly clustered, as if sensing something.

In a moment, she opened her phoenix eyes and firmly placed the token into the hollow of the hedron.

After consuming a thousand battle points, the spar opened, and Ning Zixuan put it in her arms, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

Ling Yun and the others continued to search.

"Huh, what is this?" Ling Yun stopped and looked not far ahead, at an inconspicuous corner, as the "Split Stone" scroll fused with him fluctuated.

Hurry forward, and the scrolls fluctuate even more. "Purple thunder liquid, refining muscles and bones, can strengthen the body, temper the aura, note: Those who have not practiced the thunder attribute spirit determination are forbidden to use it! ”

"Thunder Attribute Spirit. ”

Ling Yun thought for a moment, but was still ready to buy it.

"You still practice without a thunder attribute spirit decision, what are you doing to buy it?" Ning Zixuan frowned slightly, since it specifically marked the danger, why did Ling Yun buy it, and it was still a thousand battle points.

"I'm also half a Lei Xiu. Ling Yun mobilized a cloud of wind and thunder in his body, rushing out of his body, electric light flickering, and a breeze howling.

Putting the token in, grabbing the purple jade bottle, Ling Yun's body, the ancient scroll calmed down.

Searching for psychic again, he stopped in front of a stone platform for a moment.

"Wind and thunder extinguish! Top spiritual arts, you need to cultivate the wind and thunder qi cultivators to cultivate, as soon as the wind and thunder come out, the heavens and the earth will be wiped out suddenly! It takes 1,500 battle points. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Yun's mouth, and the token fell, seeing Yu Jian in his arms. Now there are only one thousand and one hundred points in the token.

"Pang Chuan, after walking for so long, you don't have the spiritual skills you fancied?" Ning Zixuan asked suspiciously.

"Me, at least it's a super-level spiritual art, so I will be so interested. Pang Chuan said with a grin. It is not clear whether he is telling the truth or a lie.

Seeing this, Ning Zixuan only had to support her forehead.

Seeing that there was no need, the three of them prepared to leave, but a voice came from the front that made the three of them stop.

"Gambling treasure, five hundred zhang in front of you, there is a gambling treasure area opened by the Battle Treasure Palace, you go and take a look. The monk shouted along the way, and immediately all the monks were attracted to their ideas.

"Gamble?"

Ling Yun stopped and wondered.

"Haha, there is a gambling area. Pang Chuan laughed, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"How do you know?" Ning Zixuan looked around, thinking frantically about the front and rushing forward.

"Of course I do. Pang Chuan said a little proudly: "As the name suggests, gambling treasure is to pay a certain price in exchange for a chance. And this opportunity is to choose any one of the many treasures that have been sealed and breathless, and the level of the treasures selected is strange. It can be said that it is all a matter of luck. ”

"Oh, there are such interesting things?" Ning Zixuan also seemed to be a little interested.

"Of course, the general large treasure shops in the Thunder Domain have gambling treasure areas, and there is an endless stream of people who come to gamble. ”

"Let's go, let's take a look. Ning Zixuan proposed.

Ling Yun and the others nodded.

Gambling area.

"Alas, it's an ordinary mortal weapon again, my battle point!" a monk sighed as he held three mighty weapons, which were the three chances he had paid for three hundred battle points, but now he had only received three scrap metals.

"Haha, a spiritual weapon!" One of the monks laughed out loud as he held an unsightly black knife in his hand.

Of course, in the entire gambling treasure area, most of them are frustrated, and only a few people look comfortable and proud.

In the middle area of the gambling treasure, there are prominent jade platforms, on which are many utensils that have taken away the breath. Some monks stopped back and forth, studying the artifacts on the jade platform.

When Ling Yun and the three of them came, this place was already crowded, with about 500 monks gathered, but this place was quite large, but it was not crowded.

"Let's go, let's play. Pang Chuan walked out, and after delivering a hundred battle points, he walked to the center and began to choose utensils.

Seeing this, Ning Zixuan was also a little eager to try, after all, novelty always made people want to try it.

Ling Yun smiled and delivered a hundred battle points with her.

All kinds of utensils, or heroic and extraordinary, or their appearance is not good, which makes people dizzy, but the utensils have been specially treated, and there is no aura fluctuation, and there is no spiritual light, everything seems to depend on their own luck.

Pang Chuan's eyes flashed, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, looking at many utensils, his eyes were like torches, after scanning for a week, his eyes fell on a black oil lamp, quickly took it in his hand, and carefully put him in his arms.

"That fat man doesn't even know a little bit about gambling, right?"

"I thought so, that the oil lamp was broken, without any complicated patterns, and that it looked like a useless object. ”

"Maybe it's just an oil lamp. ”

The three sharp-eyed monks immediately smiled when they saw Pang Chuan carefully protecting the oil lamp as if he were protecting a treasure.

Pang Chuan seemed to be stimulated, and immediately walked up to the three of them and shouted angrily, "This is a rare treasure, you are all blind." ”

"Tsk, even your broken oil lamp is a baby. A monk carefully looked at the oil lamp that was half-hidden by Pang Chuan again, without the slightest bright spot, and slowly shook his head.

"I'm a baby, I don't believe I'm betting against you, if I'm a spirit weapon-level baby, one of you loses a hundred battle points to me. Pang Chuan's whole body trembled, as if he was angry.

The three monks looked at the oil lamps again and said, "What if you lose?"

"I lose, how can I lose. Pang Chuan looked at the black oil lamp in his hand, and seemed a little unconfident, "If I lose, I will give you two hundred battle points!"

The three monks' eyes lit up, looked at his uncontrollable eyes, and said in unison, "Okay, we'll bet with you." ”

After the three of them finished speaking, Pang Chuan's eyes flashed with a gleam, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile of successful conspiracy.

"Go, let's go and give light to your broken oil lamp, no, your treasure. The three monks didn't notice the change in Pang Chuan's expression, and when they saw that he was still standing still, they immediately urged, and at the same time, their hearts became more and more determined that this thing was just an ordinary artifact