Huihe looked at the bronze mirror in his palm, and a drop of sweat fell silently to the ground.

It's too fast.

The travel speed of Taihao Xianjun and Langya Eldest Princess was much faster than the others. At this time, most of them were still wandering around the labyrinth, but they had already entered the tower and were approaching the top of the tower at incredible speed.

Most of the checkpoints in the secret realm of Subodhi are not lethal, because they are the places where Venerable Subodhi sits, and most of the things left for future generations are edification and allocation.

But these innocuous levels have greatly increased their danger under their own transformation, and they are one ring after another, which is difficult to prevent.

At that time, after the level was arranged, other masters of the Zhizi generation also came to test it, and the difficulty of the level was increased a lot. At that time, a master of the Zhizi generation said that if Taihao Xianjun wanted to break through these levels, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die. The monks don't speak, and the masters must think so when they say so.

But now?

If it is said that Taihao Immortal Monarch's cultivation is profound, it is effortless to crack these levels, how can even a small Jindan stage disciple be able to avoid the danger just right like having one hundred and eight eyes and one hundred and eight hands all over his body.

Taihao Xianjun is really unfathomable, just look at the apprentices he taught, you know that this person is definitely not to be underestimated.

At this time, it seems that even if these two break into the top of the tower, they will definitely not suffer too much damage.

Master Zhiwu is really like a god.

Huihe stealthily glanced at Zhiwu sitting in the center of the tower.

At the top of the pitch-black tower, only a ray of light fell from the center, just shrouding Zhiwu's body.

He sat there openly, and the Myohohua lotus bloomed under his seat, and his expression was peaceful. It is as if he is practicing the deepest Buddha's teachings and bearing the morality of the world. This may be the reason why I will never be able to reach the profound realm of Master Zhiwu.

Master Zhiwu felt from the bottom of his heart that all of this was right and a necessary sacrifice.

When the last moment comes, he will also devote himself to the last artifact, using his body and soul to complete the last Futu holy artifact, and thus forever cut off the hope of becoming a Buddha.

In such a realm, he will never be able to learn.

In fact, from the bottom of his heart, Huihe himself does not feel that the affairs of the Buddha Kingdom are in line with his Buddha heart.

Like Huishan, he is bent on using this matter to increase his reputation among the monks in the Western Regions and increase his weight in the hearts of the masters of the Zhizi generation. He participated only because he did not dare to resist.

But in the game, what other way is there but to go with the flow? He is not a forerunner who can resist the current, so he has to be a co-conspirator and accomplice.

Twenty-five years ago, the Red Lotus Jun, and now the Taihao Immortal Jun. The unknown powerhouse of the Southern Regions in the future, as well as the ultimate master of wisdom.

He's come so far that there's no going back.

Hui He exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, hid himself deeper into the darkness, and activated the mental method that Master Zhiwu had taught him, and converged his breath into nothingness.

Let Taihao Xianjun be happy for a while, going to the top of the tower is the beginning of his nightmare.

In front of him was a luxurious door carved and gilded, closed as if no one had ever opened it.

After passing through the eighteenth floor of the floating slaughter, Lin Ning and Taihao Immortal Monarch finally arrived here. After this gate, you will reach the top of the tower. The 10th Mirror is there.

Although the journey has been difficult and difficult, there are many difficulties. But Lin Ning still felt a little too simple at this moment, and let them get here so easily, I am afraid that there will be greater difficulties waiting for them in the future.

Taihao Immortal Jun stretched out a hand and was about to push the gate. Lin Ning subconsciously stretched out his hand like electricity and grabbed the hand he stretched out to the door.

[Master, what do you say will be behind the door?] Lin Ning was a little nervous, and a pair of big eyes stared at Taihao Xianjun's face for a moment, and a little sweat oozed from his forehead.

[Why, you have always been very bold, but you also know that you are afraid?] Taihao Xianjun looked at Lin Ning and smiled, held Lin Ning's blocked hand with his other hand, gently squeezed it in his palm, and said:

[I am in everything, don't be afraid. 】

Lin Ning is not afraid of anything else, she is afraid of the unknown. Although there are many plans, the plans can't keep up with the changes, and it feels bad to let things out of control, but there is nothing to be done.

Will there be a mountain of swords and a sea of fire behind the door, or will there be open guns and hidden arrows?

Lin Ning clenched his fists tightly, and watched intently as Taihao Immortal Jun pushed open the door.

What is coming is Zhiwu!

The moment the door opened, Taihao Immortal Jun pushed Lin Ning away from the door with his backhand, and met a white jade palm split in the air alone.

By the time Lin Ning reacted, Taihao Xianjun had already made several moves with Zhiwu, and Lin Ning only felt that the wind in the room made it difficult for people to breathe. What's even more uncomfortable is the spiritual power storm that fills the room, mixed with a trace of golden Buddha power, which makes people's meridians hurt all over the body.

Lin Ning hurriedly propped up the spell of the word "water", begging for a chance to breathe.

In a moment, the battle between Taihao Xianjun and Zhiwu had moved to the center of the top of the tower, and she took the opportunity to rub against the wall and touch the top of the tower, and her divine sense was released to find the traces of the Tenth World Mirror.

There's something odd about the top of this tower. Except for the light in the center that fell from the top of the tower, the rest of the space was filled with darkness that could not be penetrated by the divine sense.

The consciousness cannot be separated from the body here.

Lin Ning's gaze swept over the gate that had closed violently after the two of them entered the top of the tower, and his heart was horizontal, and he simply withdrew his divine sense and let go of his five senses.

When his eyes opened, there was a chaotic room of magic light, and Lin Ning simply closed his eyes, listened with his ears, smelled with his nose, and felt the direction of the air outside with every inch of his body.

"The Tenth World Mirror is not actually placed outside, is it brought on Zhiwu's body?"

After touching every inch of space at the top of the tower, Lin Ning fell into deep doubts.

She suddenly raised her head and looked intently at the battle between Taihao Xianjun and Zhiwu, Zhiwu's body was filled with abundant and unadulterated Buddha light, and there was no trace of evil qi pollution. The Tenth Mirror has been cultivated in the Abyss of Hell for so long, it is impossible not to have a bad spirit, so the Tenth Mirror is not in Zhiwu's body.

Evil?

Lin Ning suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him, mixed with a very indifferent evil aura that wanted to sweep towards Taihao Immortal Monarch.

"Oops!"

There was a fourth man at the top of this tower!

As soon as Lin Ning thought about it, his body moved faster than he realized, and the whole person rushed towards Taihao Immortal Monarch, intercepting the sneak attack of that person, and stopping between him and Taihao Immortal Monarch.

"Boom!"

Lin Ning only felt a huge force bombarding his back, and the longevity jade pendant he was wearing on his chest instantly shattered into powder.

Taihao Xianjun looked at him in shock, grabbed one of his arms, and exposed his entire back to Zhiwu.

Lin Ning's eyes were split, and he saw that Zhiwu had raised his palm expressionlessly, and was about to split it with one palm.

Time seemed to have been slowed down dozens of times at this moment, and in a flash, Lin Ning saw the vibration in Taihao Xianjun's eyes that she had never seen before, and saw Zhiwu Gujing's eyes fall on Taihao Xianjun's vest. I felt a dull pain in my musculoskeletal body.

Then there was a huge suction force behind him, and beams of strong light were like a training ribbon, revealing from the things that bombarded Lin Ning's back, tightly wrapping and wrapping Lin Ning and Taihao Xianjun.