Has he spoke? The Spirit of Elements actually spoke people's words?
It's not a surprise to him. Although he expected that this level of elemental spirit has higher wisdom, it was not a flesh and blood body after all. The spiritual creatures born through the power of elements could not be confused with ordinary creatures. However, at this moment, this stone spirit could imitate the human race and speak, which really made Long Wenmu dumbfounded.
"Can you talk?" Long Wenmu stopped and dared not approach forward again, trying to communicate.
Shi Ling buckled his bare forehead with his thick fingers, looking honest. Although this guy could speak human language, his wisdom seemed not as high as he imagined.
It paused for a while before opening and closing his mouth again: "The test... can't pass... go back..."
Every time you can only say a single word, it should not be able to express the meaning to be conveyed in a complete way.
Inferred from the vocabulary, its roughly meaning should be that it cannot pass the test and wants to go back.
Long Wenmu smiled silently. Sure enough, he had thought that this was a place of test before, and it was true. And the stone spirit asked him to go back to mean that the elemental spirit here would not really put the intruders to death? Is it dissuading itself?
"I want to go to the upper floor." Long Wenmu calmed down and said loudly.
I'm not sure if Shi Ling can understand it, but if he can communicate, it may be much more convenient.
Shi Ling buckled his head, which was not very smart, as if he was thinking, and then suddenly stood up. He held his palms in his hands, and a stone stick thick with three people gathered together to form a shape. This look was clearly prepared for the battle.
Long Wenmu took two steps back, which means that he would have to retreat. If he wanted to forcibly break out, would it take action?
Do you want to retreat? If there is a real confrontation, Long Wenmu doesn't have the least confidence to compete with this guy. But thinking that the entrance to the eighth floor is right in front of him, his heart is as unbearable as a cat's catch.
I wanted to go up and take a look, but I couldn't explain the reason. Because I always felt that as long as I climbed to the top of the tower, I would definitely understand something. For example, why did the figure of the woman in yellow lead me here.
Seeing that Long Wenmu did not retreat, Shi Ling roared and rushed up.
It is as powerful as a rainbow, like a mountain hitting its head.
Sure enough, it's still here.
When Long Wenmuguang faced that momentum, he was forced to take a few steps back. Shi Ling rushed to the front and smashed the giant stick.
This stone spirit is definitely comparable to that of the Heavenly Demon Master, and in terms of brute force alone, it is even above the ordinary Heavenly Demon Master.
Long Wenmu was so overwhelmed by the momentum that it was difficult to move, and his feet were as heavy as lead.
What an amazing power and amazing momentum. If you get this blow head-on, you will definitely become a pool of meat paste.
The crown of teeth was almost broken, and he growled, exerted force, and jumped out. These movements seemed to exhaust all his strength. At the last moment, the fish jumped out under the pressure and almost avoided the giant stick.
The giant stick hit the ground, and the ground was sunk, as if the entire tower was shaking.
Long Wenmu quickly stood up before he could sigh. The only thing that is thankful is that the stone spirits have one common weakness, that is, they are slow to move. The stone spirit is good for brute force, but its speed is the worst among all elemental spirits.
Long Wenmu knew in his heart that only by starting from speed can he see a glimmer of opportunity to win.
Shi Ling raised the giant stick again and wanted to give Long Wenmu another stick, but Long Wenmu would not be as good as it wished.
When the Shi Ling launched the next attack, Long Wenmu had already flashed behind it. His palm was pressed against its back and the Reincarnation Strategy was activated.
There is no need to doubt that even if Long Wenmu tried his best, he would never be able to hurt this stone spirit in a tiny bit. After all, the strength gap is here. But the Conversion Art is different. Relying on this magic art, you can break the defense of any elemental spirit.
A small black vortex appeared between Long Wenmu's palms. With this vortex as the center, part of the stone spirit's body began to blur and then was swallowed by the vortex. The power of the element gathered from between the palms into Long Wenmu's body. The purity and strength of this element were more than any previous layer.
Shi Ling howled in pain, and part of her body disappeared. If she were a normal person, it would be like someone cut off a part of her body with a knife. How could it not be painful?
After a brief stiffness, Shi Ling turned around and counterattacked, and his movements were even more violent than before. The wind of swinging the baton alone made Long Wenmu retreat continuously, and it was difficult to even get closer.
Above, Tianhe was distracted from fighting and focusing on Long Wenmu's side. When Long Wenmu used the Reincarnation Art, his face looked shocked.
He couldn't understand that he could not hurt these elemental spirits, so why did Long Wenmu have the means to traumatize the stone spirit? You should know that in addition to being powerful, the stone spirit is also known for its defense. Even if it is attacked by the Heavenly Demon Master, it would be difficult to hurt the stone spirit.
Compared to these, what surprised Tianhe even more was that Long Wenmu's method of injuring Shi Ling did not seem to hurt him with power, but rather it was like a kind of devouring, which was simply incredible.
"My friend Long, how can you ask what you used just now?" Tianhe couldn't help but ask.
There is a distance between them, but the sound is still clearly transmitted.
Long Wenmu was a little distracted and responded by sending a voice when he was avoiding the attack: "Senior, please forgive me, I have nothing to tell you."
How can you tell your own secrets easily?
"My friend is such a bad word. I think even if you have the means, it will be difficult for you to surpass Shi Ling. If you tell me this method, I will take action to protect you." Tianhe refused to let go.
It's simply shameless! Long Wenmu complained.
Tianhe acted tepid all the way, and sometimes he was quite generous. But now, the fox's tail has finally been revealed. He actually used his situation to threaten and induce him. It's a pity that he could speak out.
The stone spirit attacked, and the violent force continued to bombard Long Wenmu.
Tianhe said nothing wrong. Although the Reincarnation Art is mysterious, it is still not a way to win when facing the Shi Ling, the powerful Shi Ling of the Heavenly Demon Master. Long Wenmu may be able to hurt Shi Ling once or twice, but it is difficult to kill him.
As he was about to be forced to a dead corner, Long Wenmu threw out more than a dozen balls the size of a palm.
Demon-killing thunder!
The Demon-killing Thunder was detonated, and the thunder sounded shocked the sky!
The power of a demon-killing thunder was equivalent to that of a top-grade demon master who had the best efforts. More than a dozen of them exploded at the same time, and its power directly bombarded the stone spirit.
Although it cannot cause fundamental damage to the stone spirit, it can still be done by shocking it.
"Demon-killing Thunder!" Fang Tianhe's eyes slashed and he whispered, he recognized this thing.
Demon-killing Thunder? How could it be a Demon-killing Thunder? Isn’t Demon-killing Thunder something that only exists in that place? Why is it in the hands of this kid?
"Little Friend Long? Can this thing be shared with me for a look?" Tianhe said loudly.
Long Wenmu took the time to glance at him and sneered: "Senior, don't blame me, I've used up and there is nothing I can give you."
While saying this, he took out more than a dozen demon-killing thunders and exploded at the stone spirit.
Tianhe's eyelids twitched. If you say there is no, then don't take it out and use it. While saying there is no, you can use it. This kid is so arrogant!
If it weren't for the battle, I would have to subdue the kid and force him to tell the secret.
In just a short time, Long Wenmu had thrown out dozens of demon-killing thunders, and his move was so generous that it was like this demon-killing thunder was worthless.
But there is no way to do this. If you don’t use this method, you really can’t stop Shi Ling.
No, Long Wenmu sighed in his heart. Although he could stop the stone spirit for a while, if he really fought, he could not do anything to him. The demon-killing thunder could stop the demon-killing thunder, but he could not knock it down. His trump card was almost used up. If he continued like this, he would definitely lose in the end.
After realizing the form, a thought arose. Another dozen demon-killing thunders called Shi Ling, and suddenly flashed toward the entrance of the eighth floor.
Anyway, it can't be beaten, and wasting time is useless. Compared to this, the impulse to go to a higher level is more dominant. Since that's the case, I bypassed the stone spirit and headed straight to the eighth level.
The demon-killing thunder exploded, and violent force swept through, and the stone spirit was forced to retreat step by step. Long Wenmu also took this opportunity to dodge past it and rushed into the entrance.
After entering the entrance, you can still hear the roar of the stone spirit behind you. Fortunately, no elemental spirit on any floor will leave your floor. Therefore, after Long Wenmu entered the entrance, the stone spirit did not chase after him.
Long Wenmu's pace slowed down a little, and he was muttering in his heart as he stepped on the steps of that step.
I actually came up, and I don’t know if it’s too reckless to do so.
This is true on the seventh floor, I really don’t know what the eighth floor looks like.
In the dark, I had an invisible impulse to find out, but I also instinctively felt a sense of crisis facing death.
There may be unimaginable opportunities above, but at the same time there are great dangers.
I was hesitant, but I still stepped onto the eighth floor step by step.
Finally came up. After coming to the platform, Long Wenmu looked around and found that this floor was unexpectedly calm.
The floor below is either full of elemental spirits or turbulent storms, but the eighth floor is completely different.
The quaint decoration is filled with no elemental power. It is calm and antique, as if it is a loft for collecting books.
Long Wenmu stepped on the wooden floor, and there was a creaking sound.
When his eyes were facing the center of this floor, two figures stood quietly there.
The Spirit of Elements.
There are no more, there are only two figures in the entire floor. The two figures are human, and they are no different from ordinary people, regardless of their size or appearance. They are a man and a woman, and they are even wearing clothes like ordinary people. If Long Wenmu hadn't recognized that their bodies were filled with elemental power, he would have mistakenly thought they were ordinary people who had mistakenly entered here.
This is the first time I have seen such a human-like spirit, Long Wenmu looked at it carefully.
"name."
Just as Long Wenmu looked at them, the male-looking elemental spirit suddenly spoke.
Can you speak, indeed?
Long Wenmu knew that these two elemental spirits did not mean to attack actively, because from beginning to end they just stood with their hands behind their backs. Behind them was the entrance to the ninth floor.
After pursing his lips, he reported to his home: "Long Wenmu."
The two elemental spirits nodded at each other, and this time the woman spoke: "Although you are a tomb clan, you are not one of us."
Then the man said, "Although it is not the same lineage, it is a fate with us."
Long Wenmu was shocked. These two elemental spirits were indeed extraordinary. They could speak normally, not as hesitant as the elemental spirits on the previous level. What's more important is that they could even recognize their own bloodlines. They could not sense their strength, but they didn't have to think about it and knew that this was definitely not an opponent they could fight against.
The expressions of the two elemental spirits remained unchanged, and paused for a moment, and then said in unison: "We are the guardians of this tower, and were born at the end of the human race. We are waiting here for thousands of years just to wait for your arrival today."
Waiting? What are you waiting for? Who are you waiting for? How do they know they will come today? What does this mean?
Long Wenmu was confused, and suddenly a flower in front of him, and the two figures disappeared. At the same time, his hands were placed on his shoulders.
Long Wenmu's souls were all roaming because he didn't know when these two elemental spirits would arrive behind him. If the two elemental spirits had just killed him, he was now dead.
Can't avoid it...
"you……"
As soon as he made a sound, the powerful force suddenly applied to him, and he was pushed away by two forces.
The other party did not really want to hurt himself, but the force could not resist. He flew uncontrollably to the entrance of the ninth floor, without even having any room for resistance.