"Sixty-seven!"

In the vigilant tower, two Ying Feiyang held sharp swords, stood with their backs to each other, and were silent to each other.

The sword qi is still condensed, and the killing intent has not yet been eliminated, still witnessing a fierce battle that just happened, but with a count, the victory and defeat are clear!

One of the "Ying Feiyang" is distorted and dissipated into fog, which is the demon of Ying Feiyang.

Seeing that the demons in his heart dissipated, Ying Feiyang, who was relieved, suddenly collapsed, and stabilized his crumbling figure with his sword. But the gushing blood flowed from the deep wound of the shoulder and the bone flowed down the arm and down the hilt of the sword, merging into a pool of blood.

Ying Feiyang, who was pale due to blood loss, was already used to it, gritted his teeth and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, skillfully sealed the acupoints on his shoulders, and then sat down cross-legged and meditated and pranayama.

As Ying Feiyang absorbed the aura, the surrounding mist seeped into his body from his pores, turning around his body, and the wound on his shoulder actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Half an hour later, Ying Feiyang opened his eyes, and the wound on his shoulder had completely healed, but there was lingering tiredness and fatigue in his eyes.

It had been a long time since he entered the tower, but there was no day or night in the tower of vigilance, and he did not feel hunger or thirst in the tower. As a result, his concept of time has long been disordered.

I can't tell what time it is, and I don't know what time it is. The only thing I can remember is the number of demons defeated.

"The wound on the shoulder is considered to be healed, but when dealing with the lung lobe that was pierced at forty-fifth, it seems that the wound has been pulled again, and the injury has been exacerbated...... Well, three hundred and eighty steps, there are still three hundred and thirty-three orders left to reach the top level......"

Trapped in the tower for a long time, Ying Feiyang has already figured out the situation, the vigilant tower has a total of 20 floors, only the top layer has an exit, there is a strange prohibition in the tower, if you want to climb to the top, you can only step step one step after another.

And every time he stepped on a step, a demon would appear from the mist, and the demon would have the same appearance as him, and the same moves would be made. But the demons that appear in each ladder are a few points stronger than the previous one.

And the heart demon condensation has its time limit, Ying Feiyang tried to calculate, if you can't win within half an hour, the heart demon will dissipate into a fog, and it will not condense again until two hours later, and each time only by killing the heart demon completely, can you break the prohibition that blocks the way forward and step on the next ladder.

At first, he was still able to win by means of instant change, but the further he went, the more tricky the demon became, just like the demon in Fangcai, he challenged it three times before defeating it, and the continuous battles caused more and more injuries to accumulate on his body.

Fortunately, the mist that filled the tower had a miraculous effect, not only did he not feel hungry and thirsty without eating or drinking, but also quickly healed his injuries, otherwise the continuous battles would have made him too serious to continue.

However, although the mist can speed up the healing, it is not achieved overnight, Ying Feiyang suffered a serious lung injury in the previous battle, and only then did he pull the wound and cause the injury to recur, so he had to stop.

At this time, while taking a long breath, he tried to use this way to inhale the mist into his lungs and speed up the healing of his injuries.

"The demon in my heart hurt my shoulder seems to be this move, half of the Canglong sword style in the sword of the Four Elephant Taiwang, and then change the Wild Thunder Sword Technique, the wood thunder is a shock, and they grow with each other to enhance the sword power, when did I create such a tricky move, I really caused trouble for myself!"

"However, the trick I used to kill this time is a clever skill, and the Ao Han Sword Technique and the Pure Yang Sword Technique are used together, and they actually have the miraculous effect of ice, fire and fire, huh...... Since this trick is useful, how to deal with it next time if it is learned by the inner demon. ”

"There is! Although it is difficult to deal with the same flow of ice and fire, after all, the power and body collide, as long as the imbalance of ice and fire is triggered, ......"

Ying Feiyang, who had found a way to crack it, blurted out with a light in his eyes, and stood up to share his understanding with others, but soon his eyes dimmed again, and he leaned against the wall weakly......

Between the twists and turns of the stairs, only his lonely voice echoed back and forth, doubling the loneliness.

"Smack!" Ying Feiyang clenched his fist against the wall, and his voice was like the mournful cry of a beast, "It's too slow, how long will it take for me to get out of here!"

If there was a heart demon at each level, and that level was twenty levels, a total of three hundred and eighty levels, he would have to kill himself at least three hundred and thirty times. At least twice a day, and if you take into account the inability to kill the demon for half an hour, this number is magnified several times.

But on the day of the Double Ninth Festival, it is the time when the Book of Heaven returns, if he can't get out of the customs before that, the aura of the dragons and the yaksha on his body will return to his place, and he will have no chance to fight with the Book of Heaven.

I can only watch, but I can't do anything.

Nothing, can't do it......

Ying Feiyang clenched his fists, unwilling to relive the feeling of powerlessness. Then take a firm step and climb another level.

"If I can't even destroy my own demons, who else can I win!"

With one step, the mist surged again.

Ying Feiyang ignored the changes around him, raised his head, and looked directly at the top of the tower with bloodshot eyes, which seemed to be close at hand, but it was far away, but if he wanted to reach the top, he could only advance, not retreat!

"Whew!" The sound of breaking wind sounded from behind again, as fast as the yin wind, as ghostly as a ghost, and the killing aura caused the temperature in the tower to plummet, and the transformed heart demon came again with a more ruthless and faster sword light.

Ying Feiyang didn't turn back, the sword stabbed behind like a raw eye, and the tip of the sword collided with the tip of the sword, making a cold sword roar, adding a little chill to Ying Feiyang's words.

"Remember, this is my sixty-ninth time I've killed you!"

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Ninety-nine Double Yang, the Book of Heaven is in the world, this matter is spreading, all parties have died down, and they are fully preparing for the upcoming war, in addition to a few undercurrents of unknown surges, in the past six months, there has been a rare period of peace between the good and evil of the demons.

And now, that peace is going to be broken.

On the sixth day of the ninth month, in the main hall of the Youtan Jingzong.

“...... This deployment is like this, the battle of the Book of Heaven is not only related to the rise and fall of the world, but also faintly related to the future fortune of my Buddhism, please don't be careless, do you still have questions?" Su Miaoyin looked around the hall, but no one questioned it. Then he said: "In this case, then let's prepare to go."

"But the Heavenly Maiden hasn't left the customs yet, do you want to inform her?" said an elder.

"No need, because ......" Su Miaoyin took a sip of dew to moisten her throat, and at this time, a melodious and ethereal, washful Sanskrit sound came.

Su Miaoyin smiled with relief, put down the cup and said, "She's out of the customs!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a message outside the door, "The Heavenly Maiden is here!"

Then an elegant figure stepped on, with thin eyebrows, a graceful posture, beautiful eyes and a noble bearing, a leisurely attitude, looking like a fairy Linfan, it was the goddess Ling Xin.

As the host of the Heavenly Book, the Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin also retreated and cultivated during this half a year, ignoring foreign affairs, concentrating on improving her cultivation, and finally came out at the last moment.

Seeing the arrival of the Heavenly Maiden, in addition to the sect master Su Miaoyin, the Buddhist cultivators in the hall, regardless of their age, all stood up and saluted the Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin, and among the female Buddhist cultivators, there was no sense of disobedience mixed with a monk who was as beautiful as a woman.

"Brother...... Master Chuxin, why are you here?" Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin wondered, it was her twin brother Shi Chuxin who was in the position of Su Miaoyin's hand.

"We'll talk about that later. Su Miaoyin looked the Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin up and down and said: "When I heard the Sanskrit sound, I knew that the Heavenly Maiden had been out of the customs, and it seemed that the Heavenly Maiden had gained something during the retreat." ”

Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin nodded and said, "I have refined the Epiphany Instant Annihilation Heart Sutra into the seventh level, and I can control the Seventy Heavenly Maiden Yuan Gong." Her tone was as indifferent as usual, but there was a hint of joy between her eyebrows, as if she wanted to share her entry with her fellow disciples.

"It's only sevenfold......" but he heard an elder blurt out in disappointment, and then he knew that he was speechless, closed his mouth and pretended not to say anything, but the smile between the Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin's eyebrows froze.

At the age of twenty, she practiced the Epiphany Instant Annihilation Heart Sutra to the seventh level, although it was a rare entry for her, but compared with the Heavenly Maidens of the past dynasties, it was only considered to be in the middle and lower, although the other elders did not speak, but their faces were similar to the elders who had just lost their words. Su Miaoyin congratulated: "Congratulations to the Heavenly Maiden for taking it to the next level. ”

The joy in the heart of the Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin dissipated instantly, only to feel the sourness surge, and after holding back, she smiled without losing her demeanor: "Don't dare, in order to inherit the will of my predecessors and protect all living beings, I still need to be more sophisticated!"

Su Miaoyin nodded, and then said with a straight face: "The Heavenly Maiden may still feel tired when she goes out of the customs, but the day after tomorrow is Chongyang, please prepare as soon as possible and rush to Shuzhong with us!"

"This is how it should be!" The Heavenly Maiden bowed her head slightly, but her eyes swept the hall for another week, and said, "Why don't you see Young Master Ying, won't he walk with us?"

But listening to Su Miaoyin, he sighed softly, and said in amazement: "He failed, he failed to pass the test of the heart demon, and he will be absent from this battle of heavenly books!"