When Li An came to find Jing Ling, Jing Ling was taking a nap with his back against a big tree.
"Senior Jingling."
Li An shouted softly, and Jing Ling opened his eyes.
If Zi Chen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize Jing Ling as the old man he met when he first climbed the mountain.
"Lean, it's you, why are you free today?"
Jing Ling smiled, but there was some inexplicable emotion in his smile.
"Lord Jingling, something happened, something big happened!"
Li Dan said in a panic: "The war spirits appeared on the second floor and almost killed all our people."
"Oh, is there such a thing?" Jing Ling had a look of doubt on his face.
If Jing Ling didn't know about this kind of thing, even Li An wouldn't believe it to death, but he obviously couldn't expose the other party and said: "How about you, sir, take a look and be accommodating?"
The mirror spirit pretended to glance at the distance, not knowing whether he saw it or not, and said: "Oh, it really happened. However, this war spirit has appeared. If it is taken back, it will have a real impact on the reputation of our holy mountain.
It’s too big, and with so many bets in the Holy Mountain Casino, there will naturally be complaints in my heart. How will you and I end up?”
Li An reacted very quickly and said: "Since we can't take it back, can you please help me protect them from death?"
Jing Ling heard the sound and said with a troubled face: "I'm afraid this is not possible. After all, the lives you have descended from are inherently different and extremely difficult."
The meaning of extremely difficult means that there is still a method.
Li An knew what Jing Ling meant and immediately said: "Don't worry, sir, as long as we protect them from death, all the resources consumed will be ours."
Jing Ling patted Li An on the shoulder and said: "Since you have said this, if I don't help you anymore, it will be too unreasonable. Don't worry, I will protect them from death!"
Li An left with peace of mind.
This is the Holy Mountain Mirror Spirit, everything can be discussed, and as long as the price given is enough, everything can be negotiated with him.
Li An left, Jing Ling put away his casual attitude, turned to look at the second floor of Shengfu Mountain, and then saw the figure sitting cross-legged, "I want to see what is so different about you that can actually make Shengfu
Fu Shan placed the war spirit on the second level."
One person was killed instantly, and Lei Detective and others retreated in horror. This was too terrifying.
Although there are many of them, judging from the current situation, facing that powerful existence, they will only face the fate of being slaughtered.
For a time, everyone was very depressed.
Obviously, the second floor is the limit.
At this moment, Lei Detective's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Yes. I have a plan to kill two birds with one stone."
Everyone looked at Lei Detective, who smiled and said: "We hide and let Zi Chen fight with this existence. If he dies, it will be great. If both sides lose, then we will reap the benefits."
It’s time.”
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up, thinking that this method was feasible, and they started to discuss how to hide it without being discovered by Zi Chen.
Zi Chen sat cross-legged for three days, and after three days, he opened his eyes.
There was a surge of lightning in his eyes, which lasted for a long time.
Because of the lessons learned from past mistakes, he made rapid progress and achieved a truly big gain.
Next, he continued to move forward.
But this time, no one was surprised, because the way forward was almost blocked.
In just a few days, news about the war spirits of the Holy Mountain has already spread. After knowing the power of the war spirits, no one would think that these descendants can reach the third floor.
Even this time, even the Sheshan brothers lost some confidence.
When I continue to bet, I am no longer so determined.
As Zi Chen moved forward, he encountered some holy rune beasts and avoided them one by one. It was not until he encountered a giant ape again that he took action again.
He got the jade slip transformed by the giant ape and put it away, obviously intending to take it away.
A few days later, Zi Chen came to the depths and saw the entrance to the third floor.
Just like on the first floor, there was no powerful presence guarding the door, but Zi Chen's keen perception still detected some problems.
He glanced around and carefully explored the surroundings, but found nothing unusual.
But the bad feeling in my heart still exists.
There were many people here, but he didn't see anyone along the way.
Where are people?
Have they all entered the third floor?
But Ouli said back then that it would be quite difficult to enter the third floor.
After all, after reaching the third level, you only need to serve the Holy Mountain for a hundred years.
It's impossible for all descendants to have the potential to enter the third level, right?
It's just that the third floor is right in front of us, and we didn't encounter any other suspicious situations along the way.
After much hesitation, Zi Chen decided to move forward. His goal was the fourth floor, how could he stop here?
When they were about to approach the passage, the energy in front began to surge, and a powerful aura appeared.
When something unexpected happened, instead of being surprised, Zi Chen smiled faintly. This was the right thing to do. It would be abnormal if things went smoothly.
But after seeing the tall figure in front of him, he couldn't laugh anymore.
The other party gave him a strong sense of crisis, and a mountain-like oppressive aura came to him.
"I see!"
Zi Chen cursed in a low voice and finally understood the reason.
With such a powerful God of War existing, it's no wonder this place is so lively.
The heaven and earth shook, and the holy mountain war spirit stepped forward, and the battle ax fell in his hand.
A ray of light appeared between heaven and earth, like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky.
Zi Chen's eyes were brightly illuminated, and countless lights appeared in his field of vision, and they were as heavy as mountains.
His pupils shrank, lightning flashed in front of him, and a tyrannical aura emerged.
"Qiang!"
The falling momentum of the giant ax was blocked, a sonorous sound was heard, and powerful waves spread out.
An attack that could kill a soul-level person with one ax was blocked by Zi Chen.
The huge ax blade was supported by a small long stick, and countless lights were surging, forming powerful waves one after another.
In the Holy Mountain City, people screamed again.
After blocking the blow of the giant axe, Zi Chen had holy talismans flying out from his body. They were ghost holy talismans. There were twelve of them. However, as soon as they appeared, Zi Chen woke up and took them back again.
If the existence in front of you is also transformed by a kind of holy talisman, then it will be a waste once it is killed by ghosts.
Within Zi Chen's body, thunder soul power was injected crazily into it, and the powerful aura surged, and Zi Chen took advantage of the situation to retreat.
As he retreated, he put away his long stick, and the holy talisman pen unexpectedly appeared in his hand.
There was a light shining on the unpredictable surface, which looked extremely extraordinary. Zi Chen held the pen and dropped it, and there was soul power flowing at the tip of the pen.
He is drawing symbols.
Countless soul powers, like a storm, appeared from all around and converged in front of Zi Chen, as if turning into a huge whirlpool.
In the center of the vortex, a violent aura appeared, and a black ghost tiger with wings appeared.
Red Winged Tiger.
It is a human-level holy talisman technique.
It is huge and stands in the air, like a suspended mountain peak.
Those pair of dark eyes stared at the Holy Mountain War Spirit indifferently.