It's not the first time I've come here, and the dialect doesn't need to scan around like last time, and no longer test the forbidden space, raised his eyes to look at the huge skeleton on the high platform, and slightly sensed the dark and dark light emitted from it, and now the dialect already knows that the dark and dark is the eye of heaven that the witch cicada entrusts him to retrieve, but it is too far away, and when he looks under the high platform, it does not have the appearance of the giant eye in the original mural. Bubble book. Bar*

Half a quarter of an hour later, Fang Yan once again stood under the long staircase that scattered all kinds of light and countless bones, it was the second time he came here, and his cultivation was much more than before, seeing this long step again, feeling the unique breath of the eighth-order demon beast, Fang Yan was still shocked, or rather, because of the improvement of cultivation, for this long step, Fang Yan had a deeper understanding than the last time, and the ancestors of this long step had more admiration for the original arrangement of this high platform。

Looking at the door panel giant sword more than a hundred zhang away, Fang Yan said secretly: "Senior Wujizi, this time I will try to climb this bone long step for you, if you can get lucky to reach the top, it will not be in vain that you have passed down the Sanskrit Technique of Body Forging." ”

Immediately, the dialect sent a message to the Hu Dao people, and then stepped up to the first step of the bone stairs, just like last time, a power immediately flashed, and pressed down towards his head, and the dialect who had already known the situation here did not urge the defensive exercises, nor did he urge the spirit armor and talismans, but only urged the Sanskrit Technique to forge the body, and faced the test from the Wu Ancestor.

The last time the dialect Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique only had two layers to resist the power of more than a hundred levels in front of it, until it was swallowed and refined that drop of the blood of the Wu Ancestor before it broke through to the third layer again, and now the dialect cultivation is already a distraction cultivation, and the Sanskrit Formula Body Forging Technique has been upgraded to the height of the fourth layer, and it is naturally extremely easy to deal with the pressure of these powers around it.

Three orders and three orders, the pressure around them is increasing, and the dialect also enhances the power of the Sanskrit Technique at any time, and after a while, the dialect takes a step, and the original bone steps immediately disappear, and the dialect stepped onto a platform, which is the place where the ancient beast was killed back then.

As soon as he took a step, the sound of a golden stone exchange flashed, and then there was a cold breath, but this time it was not an ancient beast, but an ancient beast that had been encountered when he came in before, with a one-horned leopard head, five tails swaying up and down, a large mouth of blood basin open, and a leap of vigorous body towards Fang Yan slaughtered, and there was a rune on the single horn that faintly emitted light, but Fang Yan had already seen many Wu runes.

The last time I knew that on the steps of this skeleton, many spells were invalid, and this guard-like demon beast fighting, only close combat can work, seeing that this demon beast is still the same as the ancient beast I saw last time, and pounced on himself, Fang Yan even urged the body to meet it, both fists waved again and again, and a fist smashed on the demon beast, but in a few breaths, there were already a hundred and ten punches hitting the body of the demon beast, and there was already a bit of miserable screaming in the voice of the demon beast.

Although this demon beast has also improved because of the improvement of dialect cultivation, it is not like the ancient beast back then, it is just an existence at the peak of the fifth order, but it is only the sixth order, for the dialect that has killed many seventh-order demon beasts, it is not a small dish, there is no half a moment, the dialect just waved his fist straight, and then there were a few breaths, with a tragic and unpleasant sound, this demon beast fell down violently, re-revealing the bone steps in front of him, and a portal on the side.

Fang Yan ignored the portal beside him, and did not rush to the top to continue his journey, but instead looked at the steps in front of him.

"Well, there is only one chance to collect the blood of the Witch Ancestor?" Fang Yan muttered as he looked at the empty steps, originally thinking that by killing this demon beast, he could get another drop of the blood of the Witch Ancestor and continue to improve the Sanskrit Technique of Forging the Body, but he didn't expect that after killing the demon beast this time, there was nothing left at all.

The only explanation is that he has already received the reward here, after a little thought, the dialect will be relieved, if there is always such a thing as the blood of the Wu Ancestor, the Wu Zu Desolate Tomb that will be opened once in more than a hundred years, I don't know how much the blood of the Wu Zu will be passed on, just like myself, it is impossible to reach the top, and it can take ten thousand years or even longer to collect hundreds of drops of the blood of the Wu Ancestor, after all, for the monks above the distraction, ten thousand years is not too long, if this is the case, the blood of the Wu Ancestor will not be so precious.

Fang Yan, who shook his head, rested casually for a while, and then climbed the stairs again, not here, but there should be the next one, Fang Yan thought in his heart, and walked towards the steps of the bones where the Wuji Heavenly Gate Sword was inserted.

The surrounding coercion kept increasing, and one after another power bombarded Fang Yan's body, Fang Yan's face was still very relaxed, but these coercion could not tie himself, not less than half an hour later, the surrounding coercion had reached ten times more than the beginning, and Fang Yan stopped.

There is another order, which is the first order of his own defeat back then, the Wuji Tianmen Sword is one step away, the last time the dialect was here to return with a feather, only to support the hundred breaths of kung fu was sent out, the dialect guessed, the distraction of the mid-stage monk, also regarded as his own origin of the Wujizi, extremely willing to be able to also lose here, otherwise his famous magic weapon Wuji Tianmen Sword would not have fallen here, looking at the Wuji Tianmen Sword that was almost within reach, Fang Yan paused slightly, casually threw a jade dew elixir in his mouth, and took a firm step。

As before, there was no slightest fluctuation, one step later, there were two worlds, Fang Yan once again stepped into a platform more than ten zhang in size, before he stood still, the killing aura had already hit him, accompanied by the same clanging sound of gold and stone, the same as the previous one, it was still a one-horned leopard head and five tails swinging ancient beast.

Without the slightest pause, the dialect did not dodge, and urged the body to meet it straight.

One person and one beast fought together in an instant, the last time here, the dialect only had the power to parry, but now it has the upper hand, this demon beast exudes a seventh-order aura, and the dialect can no longer be killed in less than ten breaths like the one a moment ago, but it won't be too long, speaking of which, in the face of a seventh-order demon beast that only has a strong body, the dialect that cultivates the Sanskrit Technique to the fourth level is much more handy than dealing with those ordinary seventh-order demon beasts.

As Fang Yan expected, thirty breaths later, with a miserable scream, the second ancient beast fell down, and after an instant, the long steps of the skeleton reappeared, and Fang Yan found that a giant sword with a door panel on his side was towering, Wuji Tianmen Sword, and next to the giant sword was a portal, for this ancestral magic weapon, Fang Yan did not have much interest, and ignored the departing portal, and in an instant, Fang Yan set his eyes on the center of the steps.

"Haha, that's true. Fang Yan's voice came out with joy, and then with a wave of his hand, he took the flash of black as ink into his hand.

The blood of the Wu Ancestor, sure enough, the blood of the Wu Ancestor, a cloud of jet black ink had just fallen into his hand, and Fang Yan sensed that the pure and majestic power contained in it, and it was the power of the Wu Ancestor that he had refined and absorbed.

It is much purer than the two drops that he got here back then, even if it is much purer than the one sent by Bai Yuanzong at the beginning, but there are not so many, but it is definitely more precious, and it has a greater effect on himself, Fang Yan carefully felt the breath of the blood of the witch ancestor in his palm, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and then looked at the long bone stairs above his head, and then sat down.

After saying hello to Hu Daoren, Fang Yan threw two pills into his mouth, and without waiting for the Dan Force to absorb it, he made a few tricks in his hand and wrapped them in the blood of the Black Witch Ancestor in his hand, and a trace of Wu Ancestor's power slowly flowed into the dialect meridians, and spread with the flow of the Sanskrit Technique Forging Technique that had not stopped.

After a while, Fang Yan's face showed a look of pain and happiness, he didn't know how powerful the test would be behind the Bone Steps, Fang Yan naturally took every opportunity to improve his strength, especially the Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique, which is a witch clan exercise, at this moment, with a ball of extremely pure Wu Ancestor blood, it is natural that refining and absorbing it first is the right reason.