However, even so, Wu Tao's body began to curl up completely involuntarily.
Realizing that something was wrong, he began to continuously activate the spiritual power in his body, trying to withstand the increasing pressure as much as possible.
After all, the pressure gets stronger and stronger as you get to the back, and it is simply unrealistic to use your own spiritual power to resist it.
This time, Youmeng did not cause trouble for Wu Tao again. She also knew what time it was, so she silently opened the realm of dreams so that Wu Tao could move on.
With Youmeng's help, the pressure was relieved a lot. Wu Tao continued to fly forward, stopping and walking. When Wu Tao finally got outside, it had already taken him a whole day and night.
At this time, Wu Tao's clothes were already wet with cold sweat.
As for the situation outside, Wu Tao just took one look at it and was a little speechless. Looking at the tower with countless twelve-color runes, Wu Tao raised his head to the sky and roared, and then uttered a curse word in his mouth.
"I, Japan, belong to your uncle!"
…
Wu Tao stood there, hesitated for a moment, and rushed straight towards the tower filled with countless twelve-colored runes.
…
After his entire body was integrated into the tower body with twelve colorful runes, to Wu Tao's surprise, he was not ejected.
There seemed to be a huge suction force in the tower of twelve-color runes. Wu Tao felt the ground shaking for a while, and the next second, he was pulled to the tower of twelve-color runes.
This huge pulling and adsorbing force left Wu Tao with no time to take any good measures to protect himself.
Therefore, Wu Tao was inevitably thrown to the ground and was in a state of embarrassment.
Wu Tao stood up and glanced around. It was okay if he didn't look, but he was shocked when he looked.
He saw countless twelve colorful figurine guards around him, which reminded Wu Tao even of the tomb of the Supreme Blood King.
The even more terrifying scene is that the eyes of these twelve colorful figurine guards are all open. At this moment, each of them is staring at Wu Tao.
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In Wu Tao's consciousness, You Meng said: "Damn it, Taotao, we seem to be doomed this time."
Wu Tao snorted coldly and replied: "Shut up now. If you can talk but can't talk, get out of here. How long has it been since you started making sarcastic remarks?"
When Youmeng heard this, Wu Tao's consciousness jumped up and down for a while, and he was obviously very angry.
In the world of immortality, no matter how intelligent the race is, they all like to refine puppets, and the reason why they like to refine puppets is because puppets are loyal, independent of life and death, and will never betray their masters.
Every member of the intelligent race is very smart, and it is precisely this smartness that is destined to give birth to the word betrayal.
At this moment, Wu Tao felt as if God had played a big joke on him. Thousands of twelve colorful terracotta warriors around him made him feel as if he had instantly fallen into the underworld.
The strong sense of crisis made Wu Tao's hair stand on end, and just after his hair stood up, a scene appeared that made him feel extremely nervous.
"Qiang!" "Qiang" "Qiang"...
The sound of swords being drawn out in unison was like thunder. Thousands of twelve colorful figurine guards rushed towards them, with fierce murderous intent.
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substance!
"kill!"
The afterimages of swords were densely packed, and facing thousands of twelve-color figurine guards, Wu Tao could only try his best. Fortunately, with the blessing of Youmeng's Dream Realm, Wu Tao was able to persevere.
Then I saw the thousands of twelve colorful figurine guards, each one seemed to have a mind.
Thousands of twelve colorful terracotta warriors formed a battle formation that could advance and retreat freely. Thousands of cold rays of light flickered on the swords, which was so severe and cold!
Wu Taoyun first used Xi Jian, and this move was the "third-grade magical power - the torrent of galaxies," and the blue starlight waved down, "Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!".
A dense explosion sounded, and dozens of twelve-color figurine guards flew up with one strike of the sword. However, the next second, dozens more twelve-color figurine guards came to fill up the surrounding area.
As they come in and out, the number of guards besieging Wu Tao's twelve colorful figurines remains unchanged.
Then we saw thousands of twelve colorful figurine guards, like an assembly line, besieging Wu Tao in a cross-progressive manner.
"Why are these puppets so weird? They can actually recover on their own after being injured? They are almost the same as normal intelligent beings..."
Wu Tao frowned slightly. After being knocked away by him, the dozens of twelve-color figurine guards were still able to stand on the outside and walk freely. Obviously, they were not seriously injured.
This is not surprising. Although Wu Tao used his magical power just now, the damage was equally distributed to dozens of twelve colorful figurine guards, and the effect was of course minimal.
However, Wu Tao has been in the world of immortality for so many years and has never encountered such a thing. After the puppet was injured, it could actually recover on its own, which made Wu Tao's heart suddenly thump.
As Wu Tao continued to fight with these twelve-color warriors, he took a quick look and saw that the dozens of twelve-color warriors he had blown away had recovered from their injuries.
, as if he was not hurt at all.
Next, Wu Tao used his magical power continuously to send hundreds of twelve-colored figurine guards flying.
However, before he could take a breath, the next wave of Twelve Colored Terracotta Warriors joined forces to attack Wu Tao with a single blow.
These twelve colorful figurine guards are all in their prime, but Wu Tao is not. There is not much spiritual power left in his body.
Even with the blessing of You Meng's Dream Realm, no matter how strong Wu Tao is, he will never be able to launch a powerful blow without having any spiritual power, nor will he be able to take a breather and rest.
Just as Wu Tao breathed for a second, dozens of twelve-color figurine guards came at him with all their strength, and they had no choice but to face Chuxi Sword forward.
Chu Xi's sword collided with dozens of swords, and the sound of sword clanging was heard continuously, and Wu Tao was actually knocked away.
The wind of swords roared behind him, and Wu Tao knew without looking that there must be dozens or even hundreds of swords pointing at him from behind.
There were also hundreds of twelve-color figurine guards in front, holding swords and rushing towards Wu Tao.
There are swords in front of you, and there are swords in the back. Shadows of swords fill the sky, coming from all directions!
This time, Wu Tao didn't even have the slightest chance to breathe!
Wu Tao's Chuxi Sword, no matter how fast it is, can only be used by one person with one sword at best. How can it be compared to the terrifying force of hundreds of twelve-color figurine guards attacking at the same time?
There are densely packed swords, some on the left, some on the right, some on the top, some on the bottom
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, there are swords in all directions!
In Wu Tao's eyes, although each of the shadows of swords in the sky was not too strong, he was too weak to block them all.
The power of the battle formation was changing rapidly. Wu Tao hesitated for a moment, and those swords were already coming!
Wu Tao had no choice but to make a prompt decision.
After using the "Third Grade Divine Power - Indestructible Golden Body Dharma", Wu Tao transformed into a golden giant.
Encircled by the power of the dream, Wu Tao ran rampant among the tens of thousands of twelve-color figurine guards, unscrupulously, and blew away hundreds or even thousands of twelve-color figurine guards in one breath.
Wu Tao, who was greatly angered by the car battle between these twelve colorful figurines, gradually regained his senses after venting his anger.
After regaining his senses, Wu Tao suddenly realized that his body could no longer bear it. Just when he was worried, Youmeng said something in the sea of consciousness.
Wu Tao's eyes suddenly lit up, his nightmare eyes opened wide, and a purple lightning appeared out of thin air and passed through the air, reflecting the surrounding area in a purple light!
This purple lightning made a loud noise that resounded throughout the tower, causing hundreds of twelve-colored figurine guards to tremble violently!
And this purple lightning hit the Chuxi Sword that Wu Tao had raised above his head with both hands.
And the words You Meng said in the sea of consciousness were borrowing power, borrowing the power of the world itself!
"The spiritual power that a human body can store is ultimately limited, but the power in the world is infinite. If you can borrow the power of the world, it will be extremely terrifying."
This sword slashed out, and combined with the purple lightning that evolved from absorbing the surrounding power, it struck down directly like a thunderbolt from the sky!
For a moment, the tower body suddenly shook violently, as if in response to this strike that was like a divine punishment. A monstrous sword energy surged through the tower, giving people the illusion that the sky was about to burst!
After this attack, these twelve colorful figurine guards were unable to form a formation. Wu Tao directly turned into a ray of light, broke out of the encirclement, and headed further forward.
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After flying for half an hour, Wu Tao came to a forbidden formation and looked at the forbidden formation in front of him.
Wu Tao sighed quietly, his face gloomy, like something else.
Wu Tao stood in front of this forbidden formation and observed it for a long time before he found some of the foundations of this formation.
This forbidden formation is so powerful that it is almost impossible to find a flaw in it because there are too many runes.
It's not that difficult. If Wu Tao didn't have nightmare eyes, he might have fallen on it.
With his nightmare eyes fully opened, Wu Tao murmured to Youmeng and cursed: "Who set up the prohibition formation? It's so vicious. His, grandma's, enemy-killing prohibitions have been hidden, leaving only
The restriction of the phantom formation is in the open…”
"If someone doesn't see this, just thinks it's just an illusion, and then breaks in without any scruples, the result will definitely be no bones left."
At this moment, standing in front of this forbidden formation, Wu Tao patted the spirit beast bag and threw a treasure-hunting rat into it.
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