Chapter 112: Warning!
Mu Bai's eyes were blood-red, revealing a crazy look, he roared angrily, his face was even a little hideous because of the pain, and he was holding the right hand of the Qinglan bracelet tightly, because of the excessive force, it was faintly white, and the spiritual power of the whole body was crazy towards the Qinglan bracelet in his right hand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
A circle of blue light centered on the Qinglan bracelet suddenly spread around, and waves of water swept along with the blue light, appearing out of thin air, sweeping in all directions.
All the blood cloud rats that were touched by the water waves were instantly carried away by the water waves, and the corrosive power penetrated into the blood cloud rat's whole body through the water waves, like ice and snow melting, with dozens of terrifying rat chirps, turning into a drop of water spirit and falling to the ground.
The nearly fifty Blood Cloud Rats that besieged Mu Bai were killed in an instant. And Mu Bai was also pale, although the blow just now was extremely powerful, but it also consumed most of his spiritual power, but after he killed all the blood cloud rats around him, he quickly calmed down.
Hurriedly took out the elixir for the recovery of injuries and cultivation, and after taking it, in less than a moment, the blood that was originally surging outward from all the wounds also stopped slightly.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Bai put all the water spirits on the ground into the storage bag, and then held the Qinglan bracelet in his hand and rushed to the blood cloud rat not far away, fighting with many monks.
The Water Spirit he obtained in the first layer, plus the Water Spirit obtained from killing the Blood Cloud Rat this time, there were more than seventy, and he planned to kill some more in one go, make up a hundred, and directly enter the third layer.
With the addition of Mu Bai, the power of the Qinglan bracelet was unleashed, and one by one the blood cloud rats were killed by him, and with a wave of his hand, a blood cloud rat was melted by the water waves, and at the same time, a water spirit was put into the storage bag by him.
All the Blood Cloud Rats, under the magic weapon used by the Jindan Monk like the Qinglan Bracelet, were vulnerable, as if these demon beasts that had previously killed everyone were like ordinary rats.
With the decrease of the Blood Cloud Rat, some monks who had greatly reduced their pressure took the time to look at Mu Bai, and when they saw the Qinglan Bracelet in Mu Bai's hand, their eyes flashed with a hint of greed, and they couldn't wait to take it for themselves immediately.
However, everyone did not lose their minds, although the magic weapon was tempting, but when they saw Mu Bai, who seemed to be an invincible monk and killed all directions, they all calmed down, concentrating on resisting the blood cloud rat, but from time to time they swept Mu Bai's gaze, and the color of greed did not decrease at all.
There were more and more water spirits in Mu Bai's storage bag, and in less than a moment, there were more than a hundred. The spiritual power in his body also decreased more and more, and his face was extremely pale.
Seeing that after the number of water spirits was reached, and even more, Mu Bai suddenly stopped the attack in his hand, but even if the number of water spirits did not arrive, he had to stop.
The Qinglan bracelet is the magic weapon of the Jindan monk, and he is a monk who has completed the spiritual induction, and when he forcibly urges the magic weapon, the spiritual power is consumed by the Qinglan bracelet like water.
He didn't intend to be a saint and kindly help these monks. With these water spirits, plus the magic weapon in his hand, it was enough for the monks of the various sects to take advantage of the fire to rob when Mu Bai's spiritual strength was exhausted and his injuries were aggravated.
After Mu Bai stopped, he took out all the water spirits from the storage bag, and the moment he took them out, an old prompt voice suddenly appeared in Mu Bai's mind, "Have you entered the third layer?"
Mu Bai hesitated slightly, and his eyes swept to the monks of the various sects who were fighting with the many blood cloud rats around him, these monks looked at the water spirit and magic weapon in his hand, and the greedy gaze made him frown slightly.
When Mu Bai saw Mu Wan, who was from the same clan as him, that clear gaze made Mu Bai stunned, and he had a plan in his heart.
At that moment, he directly threw the seven extra water spirits in his hand towards Mu Wan, and flew to Mu Wan's side, whose hair was already messy at this time, and was fighting with nearly ten blood cloud rats.
Mu Wan was stunned for a moment, took it casually, showed a bright smile, smiled and nodded at Mu Bai, under her gaze, a beam of light appeared out of thin air from above, shone down, fell on Mu Bai, and disappeared in the second layer in an instant.
The third floor of the tower is completely different from the first and second floors, the first two floors of the tower are huge open spaces, and the third floor is a small attic, counting the past, there are fifty attics, neatly arranged in five rows, covering the entire third floor.
The material of the attic is unknown, the attic is as high as three zhang, boxy, antique in appearance, divided into two floors. The surface of the entire attic was dull, and among the fifty attics, there was an attic, emitting a faint light, protected by a formation.
Mu Bai looked around, recalling the introduction of the inscription in front of the Zhudao Tower, "Presumably, this third layer is the blessed land of the spirit." ”
However, when Mu Bai saw the attic with the protection of the formation, he was slightly stunned, "It is estimated that Brother Kong is already inside, but I don't know how he is building spirits at this time......
Looking at the attic, Mu Bai's expression was complicated, thinking of the relationship between Huang Yun and Kong Lin, and then thinking of the relationship between him and Huang Yun, Mu Bai's head was a little messy, he took a deep breath, no longer wanted to go down, but randomly picked an attic and entered it.
The first floor of the attic was empty, and as Mu Bai stepped into the second floor, the situation in front of him made him slightly stunned.
The second floor was also empty, except that in the center there was a water-blue array disk the size of a millstone and covered with countless mystical runes, which firmly fit the ground of the second floor of the attic, revealing an inch in height.
On the array disk, there are a hundred tiny holes, arranged horizontally and vertically according to a certain law, looking at the size of the holes, it just fits those water spirits.
At a glance, Mu Bai understood the usefulness of this array, but he didn't know what it would be like after it was stimulated.
Standing next to the array, Mu Bai thought for a moment, and at the moment he put his hands on the edge of the array, trying to see if he could take it.
But no matter how hard he tried, the array plate did not move at all, and in the end, he even used all his strength to move this array plate.
But when he was at his strongest, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed on the surface of the array. Immediately afterwards, Mu Bai was like being struck by lightning, and was suddenly blown upside down by a strong force, directly hitting the attic wall, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his already pale face was like white paper.
Mu Bai looked at the array plate with a shocked expression, "Even if it is ordinary gold and iron, under my full strength, it can be like kneading dough." The array plate of ordinary materials could not resist my full strength at all, and the array plate in the attic here could not even move the slightest. ”
Before the horror in his heart was over, the voice of the old man, which had never sounded again after he entered the third layer, echoed directly in his mind, but the voice at this time was not only emotionless, but even a little cold.
"Warn once, and then next time, just wipe it out!"