The young man frowned and said slowly: "Of course I haven't forgotten him, but this is the Qianji Magic Tower, the trial place for the core disciples of Tianji Pavilion. I don't know how many opportunities are waiting for me, why bother to stick to a beam?"
Where’s the words?”
"Lin Fan!"
The voice in the ring became louder and seemed a little angry.
"You are really short-sighted, and mud can't hold up the wall! You are actually asked to give up the gold mountain for a mere petty profit! Do you know how many opportunities are hidden in that kid? As long as you take down this person, you can soar into the sky!
"
After being scolded all over the face, Lin Fan looked a little ugly.
However, he seemed to be extremely convinced by the voice in the ring. He took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his emotions, and said slowly: "So according to what Lao Jie said, what should the boy do now?"
"Hmph, is there any need to say that? Of course we are going to find the person named 'Liang'!"
Jie Zhong's voice paused and then said: "Didn't I ask you to plant a mark on him before? I originally planned to wait until the trip to Suixu Mountain was over before tracking this person, but now everyone has entered the secret of heaven.
Demon Tower, this is heaven's help for you! As long as you kill this person and get the treasure from him, your strength will skyrocket. When the time comes, you will be invincible when you compete with the other eight geniuses.
land."
"I see."
After hearing what Jie Zhong's voice said, Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and seemed to be convinced.
"Jie Lao has a good plan! With my current strength, although I am not afraid of any genius, if several people join forces, I am not sure to suppress them all at the same time. Since killing Liang Yan can quickly increase my strength, then
Let’s start with this person first.”
Having said this, Lin Fan did not hesitate any longer. He turned his right hand over and an octagonal compass appeared in his palm.
With the injection of spiritual power, the pointer of the octagonal compass began to rotate rapidly. After a moment, the pointer suddenly stopped, but it was pointing in the direction of true north.
"The ghost species of Tian Ming has responded. This person is in the due north direction, and the distance is not too far!"
Lin Fan's face showed a hint of joy at first, but then he thought about something again.
I saw this person perform a magic trick and take out an oil-paper umbrella from the storage ring. The umbrella cover opened and the rays of light fell, instantly covering up all the aura on his body.
Obviously, in this machine city where it was impossible to escape and where it was difficult for spiritual consciousness to spread out, Lin Fan was extremely cautious.
Although he wanted to hunt others, he never forgot that he might become prey at any time.
In another corner of the city, in a magnificent palace.
"boom!"
As a loud noise came, the puppet in golden armor and silver helmet exploded instantly, turning into countless fragments and falling to the ground.
"call"
Xuan Hui took a deep breath and slowly retracted his right fist.
There were Buddhist golden light and Taoist Qingxia residue on his left and right arms respectively. As Xuan Hui finished his exercises, his left and right arms gradually returned to normal. Apart from the mantras and Sanskrit words on them, there was nothing strange about them.
"I didn't expect that there would be such a strong puppet guard on the first floor of the machine city. It seems that the Thousand Machine Demon Tower is far more dangerous than I thought!"
Xuan Hui murmured to himself, but the next moment, he suddenly shut up and showed a strange look on his face.
No one knows that there is a mysterious cave full of immortality in Xuan Hui's consciousness.
At this moment, the Immortal Mansion was slowly rotating, and with every rotation of the Immortal Mansion, a large golden character would appear in his consciousness.
"Is there a new mission?"
Xuan Hui frowned secretly, and looked inwards with his spiritual consciousness, looking up at the sky above the Immortal Mansion.
I saw this new line of big words: "Climb to the top of the tower, seize the underworld fruit, kill the genius, refine the soul, reward three hundred years of cultivation, and give you a way to break through the bottleneck!"
"Hahaha! I've finally waited for you!"
Xuan Hui saw this line of handwriting clearly and couldn't help but look overjoyed.
This mysterious fairy mansion was obtained by chance during his exploration of a certain secret realm.
At that time, he thought it was just an ordinary cave magic weapon, and he also wanted to use the space inside to cultivate a medicinal garden. However, he did not expect that despite all the effort, he could not refine this fairy palace. Instead, he triggered the mechanism inside, and almost
He was obliterated on the spot by the restrictions in the Immortal Mansion.
Xuan Hui tried his best to resist the forbidden attack of the Immortal Mansion, but he himself was seriously injured and was dying.
At this moment, this fairy mansion spontaneously flew into his consciousness, as if it had made a home in it and would not leave.
At first, Xuan Hui was frightened, thinking that he was about to be taken away by some powerful person. However, after observing for a long time, he found that this fairy mansion seemed to have no ill intentions towards him.
On the contrary, there is a steady stream of pure spiritual power flowing out of the Immortal Mansion, helping Xuan Hui change his tendons, cut his marrow, and reshape his body, thus improving his qualifications by leaps and bounds.
Not only that, every once in a while, the Immortal Mansion will issue tasks. As long as Xuan Hui follows the task prompts and provides the necessary sacrifices to the Immortal Mansion, the Immortal Mansion can return benefits and in turn help him improve his cultivation.
This is also the reason why Xuan Hui can quickly become one of the top ten geniuses with his mediocre qualifications.
In fact, he was originally the hybrid son of a high-ranking monk from Luo Tianshan who broke his precepts and a demon woman. He had half-demon blood. Although this matter was a scandal, the powerful man in Luo Tianshan thought of his personal relationship and actually secretly sent Xuan Hai to
Adopted within the clan.
It's just that Xuan Hui's qualifications have never been good. He originally thought that his life would pass by like this. Unexpectedly, he found a fairy mansion in Tianwu Jue. He continued to complete the tasks of the fairy mansion to improve himself, and finally
Let Xuan Hui achieve his current achievements.
However, after breaking through to the Tongxuan Realm, the time between tasks issued by the Immortal Mansion became longer and longer.
Xuan Hui has not received a mission in ten years. He did not expect that the Immortal Mansion would issue another mission today in the Thousand Machine Demon Tower.
"'Climb to the top of the tower, seize the Underworld Fruit, kill the geniuses, and refine the soul.' That's interesting. Do you want me to help you seize the 'Reincarnation Fruit' and then sacrifice a few geniuses?"
There was a hint of excitement in Xuan Hui's eyes, he licked his lips, and said with a smile: "I may not be good at other things, but killing is my specialty. Forget it, from among these nine geniuses
, pick the three weakest ones and kill them, and use them as sacrifices to you."
Thinking of this, Xuan Hui's eyes flashed twice, and he seemed to have quickly decided on three candidates. He laughed evilly and walked out of the palace.
At the same time, in another corner of the city, in a certain garden.
Yu Dongyang pinched the spell in his hand quickly, and dozens of red threads shot out from his sleeves, locking the four golden-armored puppets besieging him in mid-air.
Although the four golden-armored puppets were unable to move, there was no sign of relaxation on Yu Dongyang's face.
He gently moved his hands on the dense red lines around him, and a powerful murderous intention immediately came from the red lines. Countless red lights stirred, as if countless sharp blades were cutting from all directions, killing the golden-armored puppets in mid-air one after another.
Chop one into pieces.
As the core of the last puppet's magic weapon was cut into pieces by him, Yu Dongyang breathed a sigh of relief.
"As expected of Tianji Pavilion, there is such a powerful puppet on the first floor! It seems that this Thousand Magic Tower is very dangerous. If you want to fight for opportunities here, I am afraid that nine lives are not enough."
Thinking of this, Yu Dongyang shook his head, walked around the garden, and finally stopped in front of a rockery.
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and cast a spell, and the entire rockery immediately split to the left and right, revealing a medium-sized cave.
Looking at the cave, Yu Dongyang nodded slightly, seeming quite satisfied.
"Oh, getting drunk in Qianqiu is not as real as in a dream! No matter what, let them fight for any bullshit opportunity. I will just sleep here."
After saying that, Yu Dongyang walked into the cave, lay down on the ground, found a position that he thought was comfortable, and actually started to fall asleep.
And at the same time he fell asleep, the rockery that was divided into two halves spontaneously closed together without leaving a single crack in the middle.
Not only that, even the aura on Yu Dongyang's body disappeared quickly after the rockery was closed. Looking from the outside, one had no idea that there was someone sleeping inside.
In the government city, in a certain magnificent mansion.
On top of the puppet fragments on the floor, stood a thin woman wearing a blue outfit and carrying a black wooden box behind her.
Although this woman is thin, she does not look delicate. On the contrary, her face is extremely cold, and there is an evil spirit between her eyebrows. At first glance, she is a decisive and murderous person.
If Liang Yan were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this woman is Zhao Xunzhen, who had a master-slave contract with him.
At this moment, a huge ghost claw was being lifted up from the broken corpse of the puppet, with a faint cold light shining on the ghost claw.
After destroying four golden-armored puppets in a row, the ghost claws were still not satisfied. They scratched among the broken corpses on the ground, as if they wanted to find something alive.
It's a pity that the four puppets died without souls. The ghost claws couldn't get what they wanted. They looked very unwilling and even stretched out farther.
"snort!"
Zhao Xunzhen suddenly snorted coldly, pinched a spell in his hand, and the black wooden box behind him immediately began to buzz and vibrate.
The ghost claw seemed to be bound by an invisible force and could no longer extend an inch forward. Instead, it flew back and finally retracted into the black wooden box behind Zhao Xunzhen.
boom!
The moment the ghost claw retracted into the box, the wooden box that had been "buzzing" and vibrating immediately calmed down, and there was no more abnormal noise.
After retracting the ghost claw, Zhao Xunzhen raised his hand and pinched another spell, and saw a blue bamboo slip flying out of his sleeve, spontaneously unfolding in mid-air, and finally lying in front of her.
On the bamboo slips, the names of nine people were written.
Fang Ruhui, Yu Dongyang, Yang Jianying, Yu Linglong, Xuan Hui, Hu Chenyu
The other nine geniuses who entered the Qianji Magic Tower were all on the bamboo slips!
What’s even weirder is that these names are not stationary, but are slowly moving along their own routes!
Zhao Xunzhen had an expressionless face, looking at the names on the bamboo slips as if he were looking at a death list, without any mercy.
However, when her eyes fell on the last name, a slight fluctuation finally appeared in her cold eyes.
It was an extremely complex emotion, including determination, hesitation, nostalgia, anger, and reluctance. Many expressions flashed across Zhao Xunzhen's face, and finally turned into a long sigh.
She involuntarily raised her hand, gently touched the name on the bamboo slip, and murmured to herself as if she was dreaming:
"Why. Why did you come here?"
The ten geniuses entered the Thousand Machine Demonic Tower at the same time and arrived at the first level of the organ city.
Everyone has his or her own fate.
At this time, Liang Yan was walking on the streets of Guan City while thinking.
He used the Tianji Pearl to hide his aura and blended in with the crowd on the street, looking no different from the puppets around him.
He had just entered the machine city half an hour ago. During the exploration, he destroyed many ordinary puppets, which also attracted the pursuit of the patrolling golden-armored puppets.
Fortunately, Liang Yan had the Tianji Pearl to cover his aura. After leaving the first few streets, there were no patrol puppets chasing him anymore. Liang Yan also discovered that as long as he did not destroy the puppets along the way at will, the patrol puppets on the streets would
I won't attack him again.
"It seems that this level is not as simple as I thought. Although I am not afraid of these puppets, taking action at will will only make more noise, which will attract the prying eyes of others. In this case, how to find this level?
Where’s the clearance goal?”
While Liang Yan was thinking, he secretly observed the nearby puppets.
He has been investigating the city for half an hour, but due to his limited spiritual consciousness, he has been unable to find any clues.
"People with evil intentions refer to the inside of these puppets. There must be one puppet that is different from others."
Liang Yan squinted his eyes and looked around carefully.
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and looked at an old man in the distance.
This man was over seventy years old. He was holding a golden oil lamp in his hand and walking slowly among the crowds of people. He looked no different from the puppets around him.
However, Liang Yan's eyes were not on him, but on the oil lamp in the old man's hand.
Just now, he saw an unusual trace of black energy in the oil lamp.
This wisp of black energy is fleeting and difficult to detect with limited spiritual awareness. If Liang Yan hadn't practiced Buddhist sacred methods such as "Eight Parts of Evolution" and operated the "Bodhi Mirror" to the extreme, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.
It is difficult to detect this wisp of black air.
"I see. This level is not a test of the power of spiritual consciousness, but a test of the disciple's insight ability when the spiritual consciousness is limited."
Liang Yan's face showed a look of surprise. After pondering for a moment, he walked up quickly and came to the old man's side in a few steps. He asked with a smile: "May I ask this old man, where are you going now?"
The puppet with the oil lamp turned his head, glanced at Liang Yan, and said with the same smile: "Of course he went to the nearby Jinguang Temple to pay homage to the Buddha."
"Jinguang Temple"
Thanks to: Chasing the Wind Wanderer for the 1,500-point reward!