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"Why hasn't this guy come out yet, it can't be that something is wrong?"

Wen Ya outside kept pacing back and forth at the door, she had been waiting for more than half an hour, her mood was getting more and more nervous, in her eyes, Zhao Yi was still a little monk who was not very strong after all, and she could usually consume this kind of monk in half an hour.

From time to time, she looked up at the stone, and the little light on it still represented that Zhao Yi was alive.

"What a mess!" Wen Ya was worried and angry.

And at this moment, Zhao Yi inside had just woken up from the dream, the black mist in his eyes had not dissipated, and a little yellow light appeared in his pupils, just a little, looking like a pair of devil's pupils.

He began to approach the great withered tree, placing his palm on it, ripping off the rhizome that was constantly transmitting life energy on it.

As the rhizome broke, the entire huge tree began to turn into gray smoke and scatter, and the books that were originally hanging on the branches kept falling, Zhao Yi released his breath and pulled thousands of books into his storage ring.

For a while, the entire space was full of books flying in the sky, and the scene formed a huge whirlpool, constantly flying towards the ring in Zhao Yi's hand.

After an unknown time, Zhao Yi's storage ring space was filled, but there were still most of the books in the space.

With a wave of his hand, all the books in this space were absorbed together, and one of his hands was attached to the huge book ball, and the purple breath turned into silk threads and passed into each book, constantly pulling the life energy into his blood.

Since the space ring is full, he uses his own body as a container to store these things for Ai Lian.

It may be painful to split this huge life energy at that time, but when he thinks of the beautiful face smiling at him, he does not hesitate.

Soon, all the light on the books dissipated, and they began to turn to ashes like the trunk of the tree, scattered in the vast space.

After stopping, feeling the life energy in his body, he was a little happy, because all the small formations on these exercises were also absorbed into his body.

These thousands of small formations began to condense in his body, reforming into a large formation.

He could clearly feel from this formation that at this moment, in the cultivation realm, how many human beings were constantly sending life breath to this formation.

At this moment, he could even feel that the lifespan that he had never dared to imagine was growing rapidly, yes, the lifespan thing, he felt it at this moment.

The stars in his body are constantly moving, and every trace of it is a hundred years of life, and he feels like he has soared, the feeling of becoming an immortal......

"It's not enough, it's more!"

Zhao Yi muttered to himself and began to walk towards the steps in the distance, which was the road to the second floor.

He stepped up many steps and a whirlpool appeared in front of him, and as his flesh passed through it, he clearly felt a resistance.

These resistances were like chains, constantly pulling him back, but as soon as his body exerted force, these chains were broken in an instant.

Without any breath and energy in his body, he relied on his physical body alone to break through the whirlpool that tens of billions of people in the cultivation realm could not pass through.

Passing through the whirlpool, he saw the same scene as the first layer again, the sky was full of gray points of light scattered continuously, which was the culprit of sucking life, and the huge trees around him were constantly withering, struggling after being cut off from their roots.

Using the same method, Zhao Yi inhaled everything in this layer into his body.

The blood boiling he felt when he first came in gradually cooled down, and his endless hatred of monsters was inexplicably suppressed, replaced by a lonely desire and vicious bravery.

He wants to be the enemy of the entire cultivation realm, the enemy of the entire demon race, and use everything he can to resurrect that beautiful girl.

He seems to have forgotten his mission, he should be a hero who saves the cultivation realm, not a demon who mutilates the cultivation realm......

He began to go up layer by layer, each layer of the vortex could not stop him, he absorbed too much energy, his body began to gradually expand, he became more than two meters tall, and the muscles and blood vessels of his whole body burst out.

But he didn't have the slightest fear, and all he could think of was the desire to meet the girl again.

......

It was already dark outside, Wen Ya sat in front of the stone with the ice coffin in her arms, and there was only this endless shock on her face, and the information he saw from the stone above turned out to be Zhao Yi climbing up layer by layer.

Since he stayed on the first floor for more than an hour and a half, the time has been shortened with each time he goes up the floor.

2nd, 3rd, 4th floors...... 10th, 20th, 30th......

He's already on the fiftieth floor!

Even though Wen Ya was worried in her heart, she couldn't go in and pull him out, because her realm could only climb to the sixteenth floor, and she couldn't imagine it at all.

"What the hell is this guy doing...... It's against the sky......"

Just when her heart was chaotic to the extreme, she suddenly felt that there were thirteen huge coercion in the sky that were approaching, and there was an aura that she was very familiar with.

Immediately afterward, she felt that the breath of countless Dao Dao in the sky was approaching, and she froze.

"No......"

Wen Ya looked at the sky and frowned, could it be that the place where the battle started this time was the Tianshu Pavilion beside her?

She remembered why there was no one in the Heavenly Book Pavilion today, and such a strange situation was probably only possible when 13 emperors ordered it at the same time.

"What can I do about this, Zhao Yi is still inside......" Wen Ya began to feel sad, how could things be so coincidental? She happened to bring Zhao Yi over, and Zhao Yi happened to be inside and couldn't get out!

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a red figure appeared in front of Wen Ya, and Wen Ya immediately knelt down: "The empress......

"It's not for you to stay in the palace honestly and take care of him......" Yu Xi didn't finish her sentence, she saw the ice coffin in Wen Ya's arms, she immediately turned her head to look at the stone next to her, and she instantly understood.

"Why did you bring him here!" Yu Xi said angrily.

"I ...... The Empress ...... "Wen Ya was angry with her when she saw her for the first time, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Yu Xi watched as the light spots on the stone were still moving, and they had reached more than fifty floors!

Her breathing began to rapid, and she hadn't expected it.

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