Spirit, Dharma, Treasure, God!

Tang drunk has the best treasure of the Futu Sword. The high-grade magic weapon in front of you, how to see it. With a firm mind and a yearning for the avenue, naturally we must not admit defeat and continue to go up.

The sea of clouds rolled under his feet, and the scene below was completely cut off.

Looking up, I found that there were many fewer artifacts inserted into the stone pillars. It's not like below, densely packed with all kinds of discarded utensils.

From here onwards, the objects inserted into the stone pillars are all objects above the rank of high-grade treasures. Although the number is much less, as far as the eye can see, it is even more shining.

Between the sparseness, the true appearance of the stone pillars of Tongtian is exposed.

I saw the stone pillar that reached the sky, and the whole body was green. Smooth as ice, the palm of the hand pressed against it, a chill piercing. and it shall not be of any material.

Tang Zui thought to himself, it should be a natural thing, and he couldn't help but admire the sword ancestor sword worry-free in his heart. What a good idea!, standing on top of the black-brown staff, suddenly two lines of handwriting appeared in the blank space above his head.

But seeing that the handwriting is an ancient character, it is esoteric, and it is written to the effect that:

The things of creation can be taken from one vessel. The rest are all abandoned, and the sword ancestor leaves a word!

Tang drunk watched it repeatedly before he understood the meaning. I think you can only get one weapon and you will be teleported out of this place.

The black-brown staff under his feet is just a high-grade magic weapon, and when he looks up, the spiritual power of many treasures spreads out. Tang drunk looked at the distant peak of the stone pillar of Tongtian, and was even more fascinated.

Calm down now, if you want to reach the top, you will be at the top!

There is still a ban on the air, and now it is the middle of the foundation building period, and the spiritual power is more abundant.

The formula of the Nine Styles of Brahma is still evolving in his body, and he doesn't dare to stop the formula.

The spiritual power continued to drain, and the violent spiritual power of the heavens and the earth was constantly sucked into the Dao Dan. The body was tempered by the unbearable stinging pain, and now I am slowly getting used to it.

The benefits are even more wonderful. Tang Zui felt that under the tempering, the physical body was a little stronger.

Tang drunk then rose, just jumped up, but felt that his body was as heavy as a thousand catties, and the spiritual pressure suddenly appeared.

The spiritual pressure suppressed the speed of Tang drunkenness, which was really dangerous, and if he was not careful, he was suppressed and fell into the abyss under his feet, and his bones were shattered!

Kankan jumped onto a silver spear above and fell quietly. As soon as his footsteps fell, before he could stand firmly, several small golden swords flew out around him in an instant, which were condensed by spiritual power.

Rushing to Tang Zui's head, he quickly killed! Tang Zui raised the Futu Sword in his hand, the black and white air of the sword body turned faster, and the Futu Sword was wrapped in spiritual power, directly cutting off these flying swords.

Then the broken flying sword turned into a little aura and disappeared.

Tang drunk and rested for a while, but he didn't expect a few golden swords transformed by spiritual power to appear, and it seemed that they could not stay for a long time.

Secretly feeling struggling, he jumped up quickly.

Ling Hegong under his feet, using his spiritual power, began to leap upwards frantically.

Each time it landed on a weapon, it attracted more attacks from the golden sword, and the spiritual pressure was even higher.

After seven days of continuous hard ascent, the peak of the stone pillar of Tongtian was already close at hand. As for the weapons inserted into the stone pillars of the sky, only nine can be seen.

The distance is relatively far away, if there is no spiritual pressure, Tang Zui is confident that he can jump on it one by one, but unfortunately the spiritual pressure is too terrifying at this moment.

I have been running for seven days in a row, and my spiritual power has been constantly exhausted, and every time I jump up at this moment, it is extremely difficult. Tang Zui didn't dare to use the dragon's breath technique, because it consumed too much spiritual power.

can only maintain the "Brahma Nine Styles" to make his physical body stronger, and the terrifying spiritual pressure power of the resisters, on the other hand, is the input of the spiritual power of the Futu Sword.

The other exercises are like chicken ribs in this situation.

The blood slowly dripped down, and Tang's drunken plain white robe had been stained with blood, and the spiritual pressure was terrifying.

The skin cracked open at this moment, all over the body, and the blood fell from the sky through the cracked skin, drop by drop, and the inside of Tang's body was also very painful.

The spiritual pressure squeezed and twisted the organs in various parts of the body, and had to wrap everywhere with spiritual power, relieving the severe pain of twisting and tearing. The white light surrounding Dao Dan was also shrunk into Dao Dan.

The spirit wine has been drunk completely at this moment, and in the Sumeru bracelet, in addition to the ordinary spirit wine in the secular world, there is only the best spirit wine given by Qiu Dingtian.

But the quantity is also depleting rapidly, like riding a tiger. There is no way back, and there is an abyss under your feet. The summit is about to be reached, but unfortunately it is very difficult to move the body.

Under his feet was a good medium-grade treasure, a shining cyan sword.

It's a pity that if Tang Zui takes out this long sword, he will feel very regretful. Only by waiting for the top can you conform to your own mind and prove your own way!

Immediately took out a bottle of superb spirit wine, the name of this wine said: Immortal drunk! Tang drunk only heard Qiu Dingtian introduce the name, but never tasted it.

At this moment, the wine cork of the jade bottle was uncorked, and the rich wine smell suddenly spread between heaven and earth. The wine is wrapped in extremely rich spiritual power.

Tang Drunk couldn't hold back any longer, raised his head and began to drink. A mouthful enters the throat, like a fire blooming in the chest. The majestic spiritual power, the huge amount of it, suddenly erupted in every drop of immortal drunkenness contained in the chest.

All the feelings of oppression were instantly relieved. After three sips, I instantly felt a little dizzy, you must know that Tang drank more than a dozen bottles of ordinary spirit wine in a row on weekdays, and he didn't necessarily have this feeling.

It's no wonder that Qiu Dingtian said that the old monster in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty would be drunk for a day if he drank this immortal drunk. Speaking of which, Tang's drunken alcohol seems to be more powerful than some old monsters in their infancy.

In fact, most of the wine power was absorbed by the milky white Dao Dan.

Immortals are drunk, drunken immortals, and their names are well deserved!

The milky white Dao Dan quickly absorbed the power of alcohol into it, and the feeling of getting drunk in the head disappeared a lot.

Tang drunk shouted, looked at the peak of the stone pillar in front of him, and shouted, "Come again!"

Then he continued to drink, only to this bottle, and the immortal drunkenness that was difficult to recover was all drunk.

The cracks on the skin of the body slowly healed into a jade color, and the golden light barrier was great.

Tang was drunk and saw that he was in good condition, so he took out a bottle of superb spirit wine and drank it all. Until the milky white Dodan absorbs enough wine power, it enters a certain saturated state.

I stopped drinking and prepared for the final preparations for the summit.

The Brahma Nine Styles were stimulated into the most perfect state, and the Futu Sword was filled with spiritual power. The black and white air of the sword body rotated rapidly, the white light was magnificent, and the phantom of the floating Buddha flower was all over the sword body.

Tang Zui took a deep breath, smashed several flying swords condensed by spiritual power this time, jumped forward, and flew to a high place.

The spiritual pressure of heaven and earth, in addition to the sense of oppression, has a lot of cold meaning, and Dao Dan ran for a while to dissipate some of the cold meaning.

It's cold in the heights!