Ten Years of Purgatory (12)

Thank you, after gritting his teeth and thanking him, Xin Hanyi said: I don't know what the next level is, please show my seniors.

The next level, seeing that there are no seventy-two houses in this hall, you must have tried it too, this is not an ordinary room, but it was built by my Emperor Chen for the disciples in the trial gate. In each of these seventy-two houses, there is a mechanism, which is a secret technique left by the top powerhouses in the door over the ages, this secret art is attached to a puppet with an almost immortal body, and what you need to do is to defeat all these seventy-two powerhouses, of course, there is no time limit, after defeating them all, I will appear again, and then evaluate whether you are qualified to enter the inner sanctum.

However, don't delay too long, old man, I really don't have much time.

Finally, I would like to remind you that loneliness is the path that every strong person must experience on the way to the top, if the next time I see you still the same as today, do you understand the consequences? Enjoy the next days, it will definitely not make you feel lonely again, and maybe make you miss the past year.

With that, the old monster disappeared into the hall again.

Hey, seniors, stay and talk a little longer, at least tell me your name. Looking at the disappeared old man, Xin Hanyi hurriedly shouted.

Hehe, when I reappear, I will naturally tell you, now think about how to complete this level, it's not as easy as you think, and be prepared to die like the first level, those puppets don't have the slightest human feelings, they will only kill everything that enters the room desperately.

The old man's voice came from nowhere.

I'm not lonely now, I have so many people with me, although it's just a puppet without humanity. Xin Hanyi sat on the ground and began to exercise pranayama. At this time, Xin Hanyi was pleased to find that the Dichen Jue and the four magic skills, which had not progressed for a long time, had actually made a qualitative leap under the fierce confrontation with the old man, and had completely come to another level, which was several grades higher than before.

It seems that this year's sin has not been in vain, if I go out to face Ji Lanxuan now, I am ten percent sure that he will fall under the sword, if he uses the Divine Skill Shadow Wind Technique, he should be able to take his life in an instant. Xin Hanyi got up and said in his heart.

What if you go up to your own master?

As soon as this idea was born, he jumped off his hard clothes, what was wrong with him, how dare he be so bold?

But it's ridiculous to think about it, how can Ji Lanxuan be compared with his own master, with his current combat power, he can beat me at will without Xuanyuan Seven Style. But that kid from the ghost car is definitely not my opponent now, and he doesn't know what happened to him when he followed his master to the wild cemetery, so he should have made rapid progress.

Thinking that he encountered a ghost car for the first time, and fought with him but completely fell behind, Xin Hanyi couldn't help but want to see that guy immediately and have another big fight with him.

If you don't go to Wangcheng, Shang acquiesce, don't wake up too soon, wait for me, master.

Xin Hanyi shook his spirits, looked around, locked one of them with knife-like eyes, strode over, waved his hand gently, the door opened, Xin Hanyi walked in cautiously, as soon as he entered, the door closed with a bang, and then there was a bang, and an inhuman-shaped thing flew out of it upside down, slamming into the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Half a day passed, and the tattered mass on the ground finally began to squirm slowly, and it was barely recognizable from the torn clothes, it was Xin Hanyi.

After a long day's effort, he finally sat up, took out a spirit pill that Ji Heng handed over to him when he was leaving, and carefully repaired the broken body.

Phew····· After a day and a night, Xin Hanyi finally stood up, and it seemed that he had only recovered five or six floors.

Obediently, this is not like the exercises of this world at all, I didn't have time to look at the things inside, and I was hit with a hammer, but fortunately, my body resisted the beating, but if I slipped slowly, it is estimated that it has turned into a puddle of meat mud now. It's too perverted, it's too exciting. Xin Hanyi yelled, ignoring his unrecovered body, and rushed through another door again.

It turned out to be a small world of its own, and the Xin Hanyi that had just been kicked out again didn't almost lose his name like the first time, but it wasn't much better, and he was in severe pain, so he could only lie on the ground and relieve it a little, and it was estimated that he couldn't get up for a while.

This time Xin Hanyi learned smartly, as soon as he entered, he didn't wait for the first move inside, so he took the lead to use the magic technique shadow wind trick, barely held on for a while, and escaped when he saw that the situation was not good, although the image was still embarrassed, but he finally saw the general situation inside this time.

Seventy-two rooms, seventy-two small worlds, who refined this palace, what a big deal, and this is still the outer hall, it really deserves to be a super sect that can walk sideways in the divine domain, but what happened to the sect, even the foundation of this sect has fallen here.

Hey, it's a pity that the old man walked too fast to find him for a weapon, and I can't compete with those guys with my bare hands. Xin Hanyi looked at his empty hands and said helplessly.

I still have it, though. Xin Hanyi's heart moved, and a crystal clear green light escaped from his chest, slowly upward, and finally stopped at his fingertips.

Long time no see, Soul. It was the dagger given by the dragon blood of the patriarch of the Deadwood Clan who helped Xin Hanyi kill the evil god Qi Xiangqian's clone at the head of Fengming City.

On that day, Xin Hanyi was forced to send the spiritual heart into Qi Xiangqian's body, and then caused it to explode, and the huge power blew up the clone of the evil god, so that he was lucky to win, but the spirit of the dead wood clan almost disappeared on the spot.

Just when the spiritual heart was about to turn into a little streamer, Xin Hanyi's chest suddenly lit up, and a delicate bracelet seemed to come to life, automatically flying out to regather the scattered spiritual hearts, and then flew back to Xin Hanyi's side and injected the powdered spiritual heart into Xin Hanyi's body.

The treasure given to him by Mu Luoyunqi was once Queen Luo Yao's personal belongings.

The Phoenix royal family really has countless treasures, and the little girl who took it out casually is so magical.

After nourishing and cultivating in Xin Hanyi's body for several years, he finally came back to life again, and as long as this innate spirit creature did not disappear on the spot, there was basically a high probability that it could be resurrected.

Good baby, now that the ghost sword is gone, I can only work hard for you again.

Looking at the restored spiritual heart, Xin Hanyi was also in a good mood, and he didn't notice that he was no longer in a thread now.

Fortunately, there is no living creature other than him.

After discovering his predicament, Xin Hanyi took out new clothes from the ring and dressed them neatly, played with his spiritual heart in his hands, and began to continue the next part of the journey.

New clothes do not bring good luck, Xin Hanyi still repeats the process of being beaten every day, every time he is beaten to the skin, Xin Hanyi can always escape in the most dangerous moment, and then after a little trimming, he will go back to the next journey.

I don't know how many days have passed, and I don't know how many clothes I have changed, but now Xin Hanyi no longer cares about any face, the red stripes go in, the red stripes go out, which is more convenient.

The puppets in the seventy-two rooms, I don't know what kind of materials they are made of, Xin Hanyi can't destroy them even if he goes all out, and according to his analysis, this puppet seems to have the ability to repair itself, plus each of them retains the secret techniques left by the ancestors of Emperor Chen's predecessors, Xin Hanyi feels that it is almost impossible to defeat them in a short time.

After fighting with all the puppets inside, Xin Hanyi had a general understanding of them, although the secret techniques they used were very different, they were basically all born from those four magic skills.

Not surprisingly, he seems to be repeating what his predecessors have done, maybe this is the only way to enter the inner hall, here only absolute strength can be recognized by the sect, no wonder the strange old man is so disappointed when he sees that I came in, if Ji Qing in his heyday can enter this door, I don't know how many puppets have been defeated now, if it goes well, they must have all been defeated, and they have entered the inner hall.

But all this is just Xin Hanyi's conjecture, but unfortunately he still underestimated Ji Qing's ability to kill, the eccentric old man in his mouth never thought of asking Ji Qingkill to pass these tests, in the eyes of the old man, these tests are too simple for Ji Qingyi, and it is not much good for his strength to improve, he will directly skip these procedures and introduce them into the inner hall without hesitation.

Xin Hanyi naturally wouldn't know this, and even if he knew, he would definitely be convinced, after all, that man was a figure who was once above Xuanyuan Patriarch.