Chapter 136: Ten minutes have passed

Half an hour passed

The students entered one after another, and from time to time some students walked out and took turns to change, but Feng Hao never came out.

An hour passed

At this time, the old man at the door couldn't be calm, and he turned his head more frequently.

Two hours passed

There was still no reaction inside, and the old man was also a little restless, such a seedling, but he had to cultivate it well, and he couldn't say that there would be another martial artist in the future.

"Is something wrong?"

His eyes froze, he glanced outside the tower, looked at the students who walked out one after another, and he walked towards the tower.

Walking to the fourth row, only a dozen of the closed rooms here are closed, and the old man has probed the past one by one, but he has not found anything abnormal, and his brows are frowning at the moment.

"What's wrong?"

The old man's heart trembled, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Being able to hold on for two hours is not something that ordinary martial arts mid-level can do.

"It seems that another geek!"

With a slight smile, the old man walked out again

Enduring the pain of thunder, Feng Hao came to the door of an empty room, pushed the door and walked in, and then locked the door.

There was nothing in the small room, it was just an empty room, and with a deep breath, Feng Hao sat down, and suddenly his body trembled again.

One after another electricity instantly spread through his body, like ten thousand insects devouring his body, frantically gnawing at every muscle, tendon, and bone inside and outside his body, and his body also faintly carried wisps of silver-white color, and small arcs of electricity burst out of his body, dancing and claws in that fang, showing off his minions.

Pain, numbness!

Feng Hao only had these two feelings, his face was also a little distorted, and the corners of his mouth twitched one by one, obviously, even with his current physique, he still couldn't withstand this strength of the current phage.

"Tsk, this place is really a treasure place for forging. ”

On his left hand, the quaint ring emitted a glow, and an old figure appeared, he stretched out a hand, his fingers flicked, and arcs of electricity appeared between his fingers.

"Hey, hey!"

Although there were bursts of numbing pain all over his body, Feng Hao's eyes were still flashing with excitement.

This kind of numbness is indeed difficult to resist for ordinary people, but for Feng Hao, who has endured the washing of isocrystals, this is nothing.

"This intensity"

Looking at the arc on his fingers, the old man frowned slightly, and a touch of confusion appeared in his glowing eyes, and he muttered, "No, isn't it, this strange crystal has not yet been formed?"

"Not formed?"

Feng Hao's body was still shaking, but his eyes were also revealing deep surprise.

"That's right, it shouldn't have been formed. ”

Burning Lao nodded, dissipated the arc on his fingers, and said with a cautious face, "Thunder attribute isocrystals, but not so easy to condense, the rarer isocrystals, the more difficult it is to crystallize, although there are thunder attributes here, but whether they can form isocrystals, it is difficult to say." ”

"Can't be formed?"

Feng Hao was in a hurry, and stood up directly, as if the numbness on his body could not be felt.

"What's this. ”

Burning Lao rolled his eyes and blamed him for his fuss, "That piece of mid-grade ice attribute crystals of yours is a crystallization that was condensed by thousands of miles of glaciers, not to mention the thunder attribute!"

"This"

Feng Hao was speechless by what he said, and he couldn't find a reason to refute it at all.

"I think it's a little strange here, this terrain shouldn't have a thunder attribute. ”

Burning Lao's eyes shimmered, as if he could penetrate everything, looking straight into the depths of the Black Tower, a little, his body was shocked, and he exclaimed, "How is this possible?!"

"What's wrong, Master?"

Looking at the old man who kept shaking his head, Feng Hao was also puzzled.

With the old man's knowledge, how could he ever be so out of shape?

"Whew"

Half-loud, the burning elder exhaled a long breath, glanced at Feng Hao complicatedly, and said with emotion, "There will be no isomorphs here." ”

"In the future, when you reach Wuzun, you can go deep into the depths, and there are benefits that you can't imagine. ”

After speaking, he glanced at Feng Hao again, and muttered in a low voice, "So that's the case, no wonder this kid is here." ”

Looking at the dissipating figure of the old man, Feng Hao stood in place with a confused face, not knowing what to do.

Burning Lao said so much, he probably knew that here, he was unwilling to condense different crystals, but there were some special existences, and he needed the martial arts level to explore.

"Wu Zun"

Feng Hao was speechless for a while, what kind of existence was that? Maybe only the Imperial Dynasty had that kind of existence, right?

And now, he is just a martial artist.

A burst of electricity struck, and his body shook, and then he sat down again, his body shaking, as if he had a convulsion, painful and happy.

The time for cultivation always passed relatively quickly, and it slipped away invisibly.

When Feng Hao opened his eyes, he remembered that he seemed to have made an appointment with Wan Xin.

"It's broken!"

He didn't know what time it was, so he jumped up, opened the door and walked out.

When he came out, he saw the old man at the gate of the tower standing there.

"You're out?"

The old man's eyes were shining, and looking at Feng Hao's rather impatient expression, his heart twitched.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Hao was stunned, unclear.

"Ugh"

Seeing that he was still relaxed, the old man couldn't accept it, the corners of his mouth twitched, and many words turned into a sigh in his mouth.

A young man in the middle rank of a martial artist actually entered the fourth layer and stayed for eleven hours! If he hadn't been guarding here all the time, he wouldn't have been able to accept this fact at all, especially looking at the idle look on Feng Hao's face

Nima, what kind of monster is this?

With a deep exhalation, the old man suppressed the shock in his heart, "Do you know how long you've been in?"

"Uh, this"

Feng Hao scratched his head, "I wonder if there is a time limit for the Dao?"

The old man shook his head, "You've been in there for eleven hours!"

"So long?"

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, and then slapped his forehead, "It's a shame, Xin'er must be in a hurry." ”

Thinking about it, he hurried again.

"That"

Seeing that he didn't react at all, it seemed to be very normal, the old man breathed a few times hard, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Hmm. ”

Feng Hao nodded again and again, and his heart was also anxious.

"Go ahead, remember to come tomorrow. ”

"Thank you!"

Looking at Feng Hao's distant figure, the old man breathed fiercely, walked out of the black tower and walked somewhere.