Chapter 129: Out of the building

Letter?" Bai Mu lowered his head and thought, "Is this its name or ......?"

The dark black shadow looked like a human form, but it was pitch black and even the facial features could not be distinguished. But Bai Mu could be sure that there was nothing on the fifth floor of the Phantom Sound Building, only this shadow sitting alone, rather than this was a library that collected soul skills, it was better to be a prison for strange existences!

"No wonder the sound silk on the fourth layer is so dense, it should be the spiritual vein in order to prevent a student from straying into the fifth floor and being wiped out by that existence!" Bai Mu shuddered when he thought of this, if he guessed correctly, there should really be someone who could resist that level of divine soul attack, as long as he could reach the level of the fourth layer without the help of foreign objects, most of them would not have the ability to resist like himself.

Because of Bai Mu's impulsive temptation just now, the sound silk in the Phantom Sound Building obviously became even more crazy. The barrier of the Immortal Capital Diagram was so rammed that it was about to collapse, and Bai Mu could only choose to withdraw from the fourth layer.

"I hope that the old brother who likes to wear green clothes is not in the spring ......" Bai Mu prayed silently, and plunged into the enchantment that entered the third layer when the enchantment broke. When he appeared on the third floor, all he saw was the books scattered all over the place, and the green-robed man was sitting on the ground panting with his hair messy, as if he had just wrestled with a hundred oxen in turn.

"Do you still dare to come out!?" Zhu Wenhao had never seen such a bastard guy, his reputation in his life was almost ruined by the actions of one of this bastard's jumping goats! If it weren't for the fact that he had been in the building for nearly a month and had been understanding the mysteries of Yinsi all the time, and he already had some understanding of this soul technique, he wouldn't know what he was doing now......

Bai Mu smiled and hugged his fists: "It's not that I don't want to disturb my senior brother's enlightenment, but I didn't expect that just by holding my shoulder, my senior brother would ......."

Zhu Wenhao had a dark face: "You mean to blame me for being too vegetable?!"

Bai Mu instantly felt that he was in the crater, and the thick smell of sulfide came to his face, and his expression changed suddenly: "What kind of genre is this? This is not an illusion!"

Zhu Wenhao sat diagonally on the scattered classics, and the anger in his eyes was undisguised: "Explosion!"

Feng Zi'an, who was sitting leisurely at the door of the Phantom Building, sneakily took out his mobile phone, and double-clicked at the girl dancing in the video, and suddenly there was a ringing sound from the Phantom Building behind him, and Feng Zi'an's mobile phone fell to the ground.

He looked back scoldingly, and found billowing black smoke billowing from the third floor of the Phantom Building. A sentence swirled in his head: "The Phantom Building has blown up...... Blew up!"

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Bai Mu was dragged out of the embers of the explosion by Feng Zi'an with a disgraced face, Zhu Wenhao seemed angry, but in fact he did not lose his mind, he just wanted to make this new student suffer, not to mention the precious classics on the third floor, at this time, in addition to the strong smell of gunsmoke, it did not affect the reading.

Feng Zi'an's face was even more ugly than Bai Mu, who was blown black charcoal: "Are you sick, do you provoke that explosive barrel?" Do you really think it's elegant and easy-going?"

Bai Mu nodded and shook his head: he didn't even know the name of the man in green. But I didn't expect someone to be able to use fire-based spiritual power so flexibly. The ability to "explode" is not uncommon for fire-based cultivators, but it is really rare to be able to retract and release it as freely as the man in green.

And in terms of cultivation, this man who doesn't seem to be much bigger than himself has actually reached the middle stage of the Imperial Weapon Realm! This kind of strength is enough to beautify many protectors, but he is still so young, and his future development can be described as limitless, no wonder the spiritual vein can allow him to stay in the Phantom Sound Building Zheng for a long time

Feng Zi'an looked Bai Mu up and down: although he looked disgraced, he didn't actually suffer any real damage. Zhu Wenhao's Divine Soul Realm in some ways made him, an old scholar who had been immersed in the soul immersion technique for many years, sigh to himself, and the explosion just now was mixed with a great divine soul impact.

Bai Mu resisted a divine soul attack under the siege of the third layer of Yinsi, and he was not tired at all at this moment! Feng Zi'an felt from the bottom of his heart that Bai Mu's future achievements might not be lower than those of a proud son like Zhu Wenhao.

Feng Zi'an's expression suddenly became grim: "I don't care what method you used to stay on the fourth floor for so long, you shouldn't have to go up to the fifth floor, right?"

Only then did Bai Mu realize that Feng Zi'an, who was at the peak of the Imperial Weapon Realm, was a "librarian" on the surface, but in fact he was a jailer-like existence, and the spiritual vein actually relied on only one person to guard the terrifying black shadow on the fifth floor, which made Bai Mu can't help but glance at the ordinary old man in front of him.

"Of course not, the junior also relies on a strange object to parry on the fourth floor, and it is impossible to peek into the mystery of the fifth floor. ”

Feng Zi'an's eyes seemed to penetrate Bai Mu's soul, Bai Mu's heart was shocked, and he only felt that there was something invisible that was rejected by Xiandu Tu. Feng Zi'an snorted coldly and said, "There are some doorways! But if you go up five floors, you can't be so unscathed." ”

"It's not that the spirit vein doesn't allow students to go up the fifth floor. Feng Zi'an's eyes fluttered and looked at the third floor of the Phantom Building, "The guy who blew up the third floor just now is young, and he can already hold on to the fifth floor for a minute." ”

"When you are confident that you can resist the four-story sound, I am willing to use my power to let you enter the Phantom Sound Building for free, and I will accompany you to explore the fifth floor, maybe ......"

Feng Zi'an's words made Bai Mu's eyes light up: Who doesn't like white prostitutes? Under the care of this big guy, he will definitely gain a lot by exploring the fifth floor of the Phantom Sound Building. He bowed deeply, as if he had accepted the invitation, and then left the Phantom Building without a head.

Feng Zi'an realized that he seemed to have missed something, and when he looked back, he found that Bai Mu had already run away, as if he was afraid that a certain "gas canister human pillar force" would chase him out of the building and make up for it.

He stroked his beard and said to himself: "Could it be that this guy has really learned the 'Pivot Sword Diagram'?" But with his cultivation in the Pregnant God Realm, being able to resist the thirty-two swords should be the limit of the limit......

Feng Zi'an only listened to the open martial arts battle with Liu Hongming, and Bai Mu perfectly suppressed Liu Hongming, who was at the peak of the Pregnant God Realm, with the thirty-two swords after breaking through the battle. In the eyes of others, it seems to be a fantasy, but Fengzi has calmly participated in the "Pivotal Sword Diagram", which can be called the "Imperial Sword Ghost Talent", if Bai Mu really understands the changes of the thirty-two swords, it is natural to achieve such a dazzling result.

"If you can really surprise me, I have a gift for you. Feng Zi'an looked down at a bulging package around his waist, few people knew that inside was the companion sword group found with the "Pivot Sword Diagram".

The three-thousand-way one-rank spirit sword with the length of an adult's arm lay quietly in the sword bag, which was the real sea of swords.

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