Chapter 210: The Thief Doesn't Fall Through

After thinking about it for a while, Lingyun said, "Since this is the case, then you can cultivate hard! You don't have to worry about the affairs within the sect, just concentrate on breaking through." ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Yu nodded, and then turned to leave.

But when she reached the door, she heard a faint sigh.

Qing'er, if only you were still here......

Lingyun thought so in her heart, but Wang Qing left the sect for a man, but it really hurt her heart, otherwise she would have found her back.

......

And here, Wang Fan reached the critical moment, and a trace of bloodshot appeared in his eyes, but the joy on his face was getting stronger and stronger.

I saw Wang Fan's right hand suddenly move, and a spiritual light burst out from his fingertips, shooting towards a certain point of the steps.

But there was no reaction in the result, and Wang Fan was not discouraged, which also confirmed his guess, his hands danced again and again, and suddenly afterimages appeared around him, and finally turned into a yin-yang fish the size of a millstone.

Then Wang Fan exhaled deeply, and suddenly pointed out, and the yin and yang fish immediately rushed into the steps.

"Boom ......"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded all around, and I saw that the yin and yang fish suddenly shattered into dozens of pieces, corresponding to ten steps.

At this time, Wang Fan's body suddenly moved, strode forward, and a small yin and yang fish suddenly appeared under his feet, but there was no reaction to the prohibition around him.

But a huge spiritual pressure suddenly pressed on Wang Fan's heart, but Wang Fan was able to bear it.

Then Wang Fan's eyes froze, and he walked forward, trying to pass here at once.

But the further he went, the deeper the spiritual pressure in front became, Rao was Wang Fan's cultivation at the peak of the early stage, and when he reached the fifth step, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Seeing this, Wang Fan gritted his teeth, and then his body suddenly moved, looked at the stronger steps, and stepped forward.

"Boom ......"

A crisp sound sounded suddenly, Wang Fan had already reached the sixth floor of the steps, but his body was a little rickety, but Wang Fan was always standing.

Then Wang Fan sighed violently, and then his body suddenly moved, and he jumped forward.

"Boom......" There was a crisp sound in the air.

I saw that Wang Fan's bun had fallen off, his cloak was scattered, and the whole person was a lot more rickety, but Wang Fan's eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

Although it was extremely uncomfortable for him to step up the seventh step, even his bones crackled.

But Wang Fan felt that his foundation had been consolidated a lot, otherwise he would have done such a stupid thing.

Because of this, Wang Fan will rely on his own strength to move forward, but the further he goes, the greater the pressure.

At this moment, Wang Fan was gasping violently, and suddenly Wang Fan's eyes flashed, and suddenly his right foot was raised suddenly, and he let out a low roar.

When he looked back, Wang Fan was already standing on the steps of the eighth floor, seeing that his whole person had changed, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, but Wang Fan's face was a crazy color, as if this was what he wanted.

At this moment, the cultivation in his body had already consolidated a lot, but the cultivation at the peak of the original Yuan Infant had suddenly shrunk a lot.

However, Wang Fan felt that it was worth it, as long as his foundation was solid, sooner or later he would be able to cultivate to the peak of the early Yuan Infant stage.

It's just a matter of time, and even if his current strength is no different from before, let alone that he has once again cultivated to the peak of the early Yuan Infant stage.

These thoughts instantly sounded in Wang Fan's mind, and then he shook his head, and suddenly his body suddenly moved, and he rushed forward again.

"Boom ......"

"Poof-" sounded, but Wang Fan couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his face showed a trace of misery and joy.

Even so, there was only one step left, but he sensed an extremely terrifying spiritual pressure, which was already at the level of a god-transforming monk.

Wang Fan's eyes showed a look of struggle, he had already suffered a lot of injuries at the moment, and this last step might kill him.

But let him give up like this, he was unwilling, thinking of this, his eyes showed a look of determination, and he took one step.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded in Wang Fan's ears, and he felt a huge spiritual pressure suddenly pressing on his body.

At the moment when he was about to faint, Wang Fan bit the tip of his tongue violently, suddenly came to his senses, and through the connection between the doppelganger and the deity, he roared angrily in his heart: "Deity, help me ......"

At this moment, thousands of miles underground, a bronzed-skinned man suddenly opened his eyes, and the star at the center of his eyebrows slowly rotated, becoming more and more condensed, exuding a strong aura.

Wang Fan's hands suddenly moved, and he played a series of legal decisions, and suddenly closed his eyes.

Suddenly, Wang Fan's doppelganger seemed to be a god, and the whole person seemed to have been drugged, and his face was hideous: "Break it for me-"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, but the fifth layer of the Heavenly Moon Sect suddenly remembered a footstep, and then a rather embarrassed figure appeared above the fifth layer.

The situation here is completely different from before, there is not a single soul lamp here, but it is even more strange.

There are about 365 water mirrors scattered around, distributed like stars in the sky, and distributed around the two corpses.

And Wang Fan could also see what was inside the water mirror, it was a corpse, and there was nothing else.

Wang Fan's first feeling was that this should be a tomb, but the Tianyue Sect should not have such great ability, and the previous cultivation of every corpse here was probably not weak.

The corpses sat cross-legged on the ground, as if an invisible force was holding them back, and their right hands were pointed at the ground with a sword.

Traces of black gas emerged from its body and went down its fingertips into the ground.

Of the two corpses in the middle, one of the male corpses was standing on the ground, his hands in a strange posture, and his eyeless eye sockets were staring at the female corpse on the round platform.

The male corpse was left with only a black skeleton on its body, and if you looked closely, streaks of black gas slowly burrowed into his body from the ground.

When he reappeared, it was already a green gas, containing an extremely faint vitality, and it ran down his fingertips into the female corpse on the round platform.

And the female corpse lying on a round platform, with a delicate face and skin like snow, Rao is Wang Fan, who has seen many beautiful female cultivators, can't help but feel moved.

Moreover, the female corpse on the round platform revealed the slightest breathing sound between her snorts, and her chest rose and fell from time to time, like a living sleeping beauty.

However, Wang Fan's divine sense found that the death qi on this female corpse was extremely thick, although there was a trace of anger from the male corpse outside, but it was insignificant compared to the large mass of dead qi.

Besides, he didn't have any special habits, so Wang Fan immediately shifted his gaze and lowered his head in contemplation.

In his opinion, the black corpses here are probably the raw materials of this male corpse, and the vitality of the whole body has been drained, and it has been turned into nutrients by the male corpse into the female corpse on the round platform.

Even so, these Guan Wang are all about it, he originally entered here because of a trace of curiosity, and he came here to see if he found anything.

As a result, there was nothing useful around except corpses and corpses.

Even when Wang Fan was about to leave, he found that there was a black gold silk cloth bag around the waist of the male corpse.

This was obviously a storage bag, Wang Fan was silent for a while, but he didn't make a move immediately, but withdrew his divine consciousness and retreated backwards.

And this storage bag undoubtedly aroused Wang Fan's interest, he wasted so much effort to enter here, if he returned empty-handed, wouldn't it be a trip in vain.

What's more, thieves don't fail, although Wang Fan is not a thief, but when he was a child, he did a lot of this kind of thing, and he didn't have any burden in his heart.

But now!

It's all about letting him bear the consequences.