The top of the tower hangs high in the sky, and only the remaining three-story red mansion is located in the mansion gate of the ancient city of Xuanmang, becoming a son in the dots.

Nan Xiao silently recited the Qingling Sutra, ran the remnants of the Dao Sutra, calmed the surging sea of bitterness and boiling divine power, and sat quietly.

A girl with a temperament like a young bamboo, unconsciously, also has tenacity.

It's quite crispy and unbroken, and it's more soft and tough.

After being ravaged by the three-story powerhouse, Nan Xiao's depressed mood due to the difficulty of breaking through the realm was relieved.

The vain ambition was knocked down and no longer radicalized.

The mountains are ahead, and the mountains go even further.

Bidding farewell to everyone, when Nan Xiao was idle and counted the bets he had won earlier in the two-story building, he was completely happy.

There is nothing more proud of life than this.

This upstairs qualification battle can be described as full of gains.

In addition to the few elixirs given to Nian Dye, there are still the "Transformation of the Dragon and the Deduction of Filling the Gaps" that are only available in the legends of the demon clan, one source and one meteorite that are not pure, and more than ten other elixirs, which directly made Nan Xiao's strength skyrocket.

The first thing to do is to repair the broken Sikong Long Sword.

Meteorite, which is precious enough to craft psychic weapons, will be one of the most critical materials.

Ice floes surged on the turquoise bitter sea, the wheel of life was nailed to the sky by ice picks, and a clear spring dripped from the ninth-order divine bridge.

Thousands of water droplets, all have the true meaning of iron smelting.

Xiao Qianye, who has a good background, is now clanging in the small building, constantly bombarding the meteorite the size of half a basin.

Every time there is water transpiration, the meteorite is a little smaller.

The five hundred divine patterns were given the shape of a butcher by Nan Xiao, and the killing nail was embedded in the bone marrow due to the giant hammer.

The cold light was able to sink into the meteorite, and the extreme collision of cold and heat risked an explosion almost every time.

If it weren't for Nan Xiao's continuous extraction of that not pure source and the life essence in the spirit pill, I am afraid it would really fall short.

It was already halfway through the night, and the essence in the source stone had already been squandered, and the meteorite had only been created into a prototype by Nan Xiao.

The Sikong short sword turned into iron juice, poured on the rough billet, and turned into a cold glow.

It's the middle of the night again.

Wait until the morning sun rises, and the Sikong Long Sword will be completed.

The sword is three feet long, still white, but not frost and snow color, now it is a little more dignified, if you look closely, you will only feel that under the white light, there is a black hole, attracting people's eyes.

Nan Xiao's eyes were soft, and although she had been busy all night, she was in good spirits.

Military training is also a kind of cultivation, and she is not tired.

It's just that the meteorite is a treasure in the leyline for tens of thousands of years, and if it is incomparable to the higher level of the leyline or other sources of divine power, it may be difficult to use the meteorite for its own use in the true sense.

Nan Xiao has achieved the ultimate she can do at this stage.

The Sikong Long Sword was like a spiritual sword, and the weight of the frost and snow let out a crisp hum.

If the next time he faced the giant axe of the dwarf king Dongfang Xu, the Sikong long sword would definitely not be so fragile that it would be vulnerable.

Putting the long sword into the wheel sea, Nan Xiao pushed open the door and went to the red mansion where the lock demon tower was located.

The brilliant morning sun gilded the Red Mansion with a layer of golden light, sacred and brilliant, worthy of the name of the lock demon.

Ascending the stairs without hindrance, Nan Xiao saw that there were people who came earlier than her on the second floor of the Red Mansion, all of whom were ascetics.

Either they are fighting, or they are trying to urge the divine power in their bodies to wash the wheel of sea secrets.

They did not stop until the bitter sea dried up, the spring of life bottomed out, the divine bridge was dim, and the other shore was lost.

Cross your knees on the spot, quickly recover your divine power with the help of the Spirit Gathering Array on the second floor, and then continue the next round of cultivation.

It is difficult for Nan Xiao to describe her mood at this time in words.

There are always people who work silently where they can't see.

They can climb to the second floor, whether it is their own cultivation, background or combat power, they are already good enough, but because of all kinds of obsessions in their hearts, they are surging.

When he saw the barbarian Wang Dongwang Xu Zheng, who could summon the bloodline inheritance of the barbarian ancestors, wielding a large plate axe as tall as him, panting, and snorting and chopping steel stakes, Nan Xiao's eyelids jumped.

Sure enough, the person who was able to rely on his own strength to win at least two of the three battles and finally successfully climbed to the second floor has at least the same talent, hard work, and opportunity.

Nan Xiao didn't bother the barbarian king, who was fighting with the steel stakes, but woke up Jing Hui, who was silently cultivating at the edge.

At the same time, Li Menghuai, who was still lying by the window and pretending to be a water lily, saw Nan Xiao coming here and yawned and came up.

First of all, he shook the bangs that did not exist in front of his forehead very coquettishly, and Li Menghuai said quite proudly that the demon clan exercise "Turning the Dragon to Make Up for the Gaps and Deduction" was found in a dark place in the library building.

Jing Hui held the relic orb with one hand, his eyes full of anticipation.

Now that he has cultivated into the Dao Palace, and has a variety of inheritances, he has fought several times with the demon clan with spiritual wisdom, and he feels more and more that the demon clan is blessed, with a strong body and natal supernatural powers, and ordinary cultivators in the same realm are not the enemies of the demon clan.

Nan Xiao sighed with emotion, frowned and took out the small booklet from his arms, which was the demon clan's exercise "Turning the Dragon into a Deficiency and Deduction".

"I watched the content yesterday, it was too obscure, and I could vaguely guess that it was by devouring the flesh and blood of the strong to stimulate the inheritance of distant ancestors in the body. And if you really want to turn into a dragon, you still need to find a dragon species to exchange blood, in short, at this stage, it is indeed not suitable for human cultivation. ”

Li Menghuai scratched his head, a little embarrassed, but still insisted: "The law is the same, otherwise the ancestors of the Lotus Blessed Land will not solemnly hide it in the pavilion!" Moreover, I think that we can't understand it now, because the level is not enough, it is rumored that the owner of the Demon Emperor Palace, the Demon Emperor millions of years ago, is a mortal rabbit, who has mastered the dragon transformation method and ascended to the sky......"

Jing Hui shook his head, and as a result, he carefully browsed through the book.

During this period, the relics orbs in Jing Hui's hands flowed with misty colored brilliance.

After a long time, the relics dimmed.

Jing Hui let out a long sigh, returned the book to Nan Xiao, and shook his head again.

"Orbs won't be dusty."

Nan Xiao chuckled, and the mountains and rivers in her eyes were scattered, which was meaningful.

After that, Nan Xiao learned a few tricks with Jing Hui, who had been hidden deeply.

Jing Hui has the colored light of the relics orb to protect the body, and the lotus flowers are all over the sky.

All of Nan Xiao's moves were useless, and it was even more difficult to get close, and the golden light sharp slash was blessed on the Sikong long sword, and he could only barely sawed open a lotus flower.

had to take the initiative to admit defeat.

"Miss Nanxiao, you are very strong, I have the blessing of treasures, otherwise, I can't beat you. Three floors, I've tried-"

The corners of Jing Hui's mouth turned bitter, and he said, "You have lasted longer than me." ”

Nan Xiao nodded and thanked Jing Hui for his kindness.

In the struggle for life and death, how can there be any fairness?

Fight without weapons?

How can there be such a good thing?

Nan Xiao faces her failures head-on, and will not make excuses to comfort herself.

She was not discouraged.

It has strengthened its determination to enter the realm of the other side.

Although the road ahead is far away, there is no edge in sight, and we must cross the chasm step by step.

So Nan Xiao raised her head, and with the qualifications, she finally saw a lock demon heavenly list hanging in the air of the Red Mansion.

In the golden light, the rules are in order.

The task piles are one by one, and the rewards are relatively generous.

Once the task is completed, the sky is full of blue ladders.

At that time, it will no longer be a delusion to break through the shackles of one's own body and reach the other side.

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