After a Buddha horn, the surrounding scenery receded, and he was already outside the tower. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This tower, in the end he stayed on the sixth floor.

"The disciple's heart is not finished, and the murderous intent still exists, and I still hope that the master will teach me. ”

"Life in the world is like being in the midst of thorns, the heart does not move, people do not move, do not hurt if they do not move, if the heart moves, people move in vain, hurt their bodies and hurt their bones, so they experience all kinds of pain in the world. ”

"The disciple is taught. Fang Zheng put one palm on his chest, and after giving a salute, he retreated.

Presumably, he should have a deeper understanding this time.

Then a few people entered, and they all exited on the fifth floor.

Or because of the failure to jump into the magma river, or because of the failure to retreat, or because of the failure to dare to move after being covered in fire, for various reasons, there are very few people who can climb the sixth floor. It wasn't until Zhang Dazhao appeared that there was finally some change.

Da Zhao climbed to the sixth floor with great difficulty, but he was already exhausted, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, panting heavily.

While he was gasping for breath, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Who!"

As soon as he turned around, it was Lu Zixuan and Zhang Xiaowei.

"Da Zhao, let's go and practice, if it's late, we will be surpassed by Fan Baimi and Lin Tianxue, you are still lazy here, you really want to, hurry up." ”

"Ah, it's you...... Yes...... Hold on...... I...... I'm coming. After a few breaths, he helped him up.

He was in the air, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, how could the two of them appear at this moment, "What are you, and you dare to lie to the master!"

I saw that the skin and flesh of the two people in front of me immediately faded and turned into two dry bones, but their mouths were still open, and a creepy voice still came, "Come on, you will be surpassed in a while...... More. The voice was very erquent, and Da Zhao couldn't take a break, so he got up and rushed forward, ignoring the two dry bones he was looking for.

After running for half a pillar of incense, Lu Yunyi suddenly appeared in front of him, and he shouted loudly when he saw him.

"Out of breath, what to run, it's just two demons, go up and kill them. ”

As soon as Zhang Dazhao saw this, he grabbed You Longjian tightly, turned around to face the two skeletons, and when he was about to cut it down, his skin and flesh were plump, turning into Lu Zixuan and Zhang Xiaowei.

"Da Zhao, are you going to kill us with this death, why?"

The summoning weapon stopped in the air, and when he looked back, he saw Lu Yun's eyes glaring angrily, you are confused by this kind of trick, how to do it. One end is the junior sister, the other is the master, Da Zhao didn't know how to deal with it, so he had to go around and run forward, and after a few steps, his father appeared in the middle of the road, "Da Zhao, what are you running, listen to your master." ”

He stopped again, and when he looked back, he saw the two beautiful faces, and he was entangled again, so he simply didn't care about it anymore and ran straight away. Boom, I stumbled under my feet, fell away, and when I looked up again, I found that it was already a step. The sixth floor, like this, passed.

On the seventh floor, Zhang Dazhao was the first person to step in, and as soon as he stepped in, he felt that the air was full of pressure, and his body seemed to be pressed by a thousand heavy objects, and it was extremely difficult to take a step. I wanted to run the Lingyun Jue, but I found that the spiritual power that could be called was only a millimeter, and I wanted to draw spiritual energy from the outside world, but I found that there was nothing to use.

It's embarrassing.

Although Da Zhao is physically strong, this strength directly confronts his spiritual power level, and every step is mainly supported by spiritual power, not by the physical body.

Halfway through, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he couldn't stand up again.

With a bang, he lay on the ground.

After a while, there was no more movement, and just as he thought he had fainted, his fingers moved again, and then, his fingers clasped the earth, crawling forward little by little until his nails fell off, and his hands were full of blood, and he still didn't give up, he still crawled, crawled......

After a long time, he still failed to break through this layer, and finally fell asleep.

As soon as it was reported, someone lifted him aside for treatment.

Seeing Da Zhao like this, Fan Baimi couldn't help but feel weak in his heart, but it was only for a moment, and then he tidied up his clothes and strode into the Sumeru Mustard Seed Tower.

After all, his spiritual power is far superior to that of ordinary people, and he has a blood mystical law protection body. All the way to the seventh floor, it was passed smoothly, and finally, stepping into the eighth floor, no one has yet set foot in the place.

There was nothing like any other place here, except a small room in which a man stood on his back.

"Fan Baimi, a junior, has seen the master's house. ”

The man heard the noise and turned around, and it was exactly his own appearance, indistinguishable from him, like twin brothers.

"I am your mirror image, this layer, is to defeat yourself, so that you can cultivate the Great Dao. If you don't even know your own strengths, how can you perfectly control your body. Come on, it's a move. ”

After a burst of frost and a gust of cold wind, he couldn't do anything to mirror it, and every time the other party knew how he wanted to make a move, as if he could see through his heart.

Exactly the same moves, exactly the same variations. It's like facing a mirror, no wonder it's called a mirror image.

Even if Fan Baimi makes a small move, the mirror image will be the same as him. If you think about it, how can a shadow that is exactly the same as yourself from the inside out hide its moves.

To make matters worse, the weapons are similar to their own, and there is even a pendant around their necks.

Pendant!

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Fan Baimi's mind, and the only way to do this was to try whether this method was feasible.

Seeing him rise into the air, using enough spiritual power, to attach a layer to the surface of Yun Cheng, I saw that Yun Cheng was shining, like a jade light shining Nine Heavens Divine Soldier. As his spiritual power operated, his power increased, and his left arm quickly formed an ice shield, and his right arm was raised high, turning around several times, and the momentum was huge, and it seemed that he was going to fit a blow and smash it into the mirror image.

Seeing this, the mirror image was unequivocal, just like him, just as thunderous.

The two forces were getting closer and closer, and the strong wind blew wildly on each other's hair, and their robes were also drumming.

When the gold and iron intersected, I saw Fan Baimi smile weirdly, and all the strength of his body was unloaded, as if he had never made a force, the ice shield, spiritual power, and light spots disappeared in an instant.

Looking at his evil smile, the mirror image was too late to react, and he was only half an inch away from his face.

Suddenly, the colored light bloomed, the red light flourished, and the mirror image was wrapped in, and in the great pain, it was torn and deformed by the incomparable force.

It seems that this time it was really a bet, before the crisis, the pendant still conjured up colored light to protect itself, and the red light was not ambiguous, and immediately hit the opponent very hard.

If it is a real person, I am afraid that it will be hit hard again, thinking of this, Fan Baimi, who was smiling evilly, looked between his legs and couldn't help but clamp it tightly.

This red light is too vulgar, but he likes it.

When he was satisfied, he was marching upward, and suddenly there was a strong force between his chest and abdomen, tearing, and the force was more painful than the last time he hit the third order.