Volume Five, Chapter Seventeen, Escape to the Fourth Floor
"Oops! People from the Tiansheng Clan actually took action. This is the real Emperor God! They actually took action for this Cheng Yulong?" Yue Xuan's eyes widened. This was beyond his expectation. It turned out that in the battle just now,
, someone has been secretly protecting Cheng Yulong.
"Let's go!"
Yue Xuan grabbed the jade hand of this strange woman, flashed for a moment, and disappeared. At the same time, a white shadow appeared in the void, "Humph, these two people are running very fast. The move just now should be a big one."
He must have supernatural powers. Hey, this person actually has great supernatural powers? He seems to have a lot of secrets."
"Won't the Emperor Baqi chase after him?" The light on the horizon suddenly condensed, and a figure with glittering golden light condensed in front of Baqi. It was the Emperor of the Six Gods. He also looked in the direction where Yue Xuan left and smiled slightly.
"They are nothing more than ants. If you run away now, you will only die faster," Emperor Yamata said calmly.
Yue Xuan grabbed Zi Yan's white and tender palm and arrived at the teleportation array in a few seconds.
"Have you touched enough?"
Zi Yan immediately retracted her palm, her pretty face showing a bit of astonishment, she stared at Yue Xuan cautiously, and said coldly with her hands behind her back: "I underestimated your methods, you are really powerful, but I
I still advise you to hand over the Cursed God Ball as soon as possible. The Cursed God Ball is originally my thing, if you hand it over, the Ancient Cursed God will reward you well."
Yue Xuan looked at this stubborn woman helplessly, and really wanted to point at her nose and yell: Hey! Is there something wrong with you?
If I had known this, I might as well have left her alone. Now, she is still thinking about her magic ball. This woman is really hopeless.
"You seem to be much weaker now than when you were outside."
"The clone outside has taken away half of my power. According to the flow rate of the Time Spell Tower, it will take another seven years for the clone to be released. Otherwise, with my strength, how could that little boy do anything to me?"
After Zi Yan finished speaking, she stretched out her hand without a smile and said the three words "Curse God Ball" that almost made Yue Xuan dizzy.
"Hey, I just saved you, let me take this as repayment." This woman really made Yue Xuan extremely depressed. "It's too dangerous here. I have to leave. I don't have time to waste time with you."
"Leave? Have you left?" Zi Yan said with a hint of evil on her face: "The teleportation array here is a little different. The space tunnel inside is very violent. Even the six-spirit and seven-spirit magicians would be forced to shuttle through it.
You will also be seriously injured by the violent space debris. You won't have any chance."
"Are you weixie?" Yue Xuan simply couldn't help but smile. He saved this woman. Instead of being ungrateful, the woman threatened her and tried to take back the cursed ball. No wonder the Great Flame Cursed God was looking for her.
She has become an apprentice, and she is truly a model of perseverance!
"Of course it's not a threat! This is a deal, you give me the cursed ball. I can send you back to the fourth floor safe and sound."
"I'm sorry, I never like being weirded out. What can this little space law do to me?" Yue Xuan raised his brows slightly, and put one hand into the teleportation ball, "Master Cursed Immortal, I'm afraid.
I don’t have time to waste time with you, goodbye!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Xuan's figure flashed and was completely submerged in the teleporting light ball.
"What a madman!" Zi Yan stomped her feet angrily and followed her in.
Yue Xuan has no extra time. He must quickly find a quiet place with abundant spiritual energy to replenish his spiritual energy, condense the seven souls, enhance the spiritual wave and consolidate his strength. Otherwise, he will be shot to death sooner or later by Cheng Yulong. Just now Cheng Yulong will
Fifty kinds of magical powers are integrated into yiti. The Dragon Emperor has completely recorded them. He only needs to find a place to digest them quietly.
After opening the transfer space, Yue Xuan was torn apart by the powerful force. Countless fragments smashed into his body, almost smashing him into pieces. Fortunately, with the help of Dragon Emperor, the power of this space was produced.
A lot of life essence kept Yue Xuan's dilapidated body proudly maintained. It was not the Dragon Emperor who was sent all the way. Yue Xuan didn't know that he was going to die hundreds of thousands of times.
The space storm and tidal power during this teleportation are indeed as powerful as the strange woman said!
Yue Xuan also wanted to understand why the dignified Cursed Emperor Jilimbo actually stayed on the third floor. It turned out that he did not have the ability to enter the fourth floor.
When Yue Xuan was sprayed out of this space, he was covered in blood and became a complete bloody man.
"Ah! Grandpa, look, a man has fallen in our field!" At this time, a young man's voice came. This young man had a tough head and a strong body, and he was so strong that he lifted a two hundred kilogram basket with one hand.
When he saw a bloody man suddenly falling from the wheat field that had just been harvested, he shouted.
"Er Gou, help this little brother into the house quickly! He is seriously injured!" When a thin old man with a hunched back saw Yue Xuan, he dropped the sickle in his hand and quickly carried Yue Xuan into the house together with the young man.
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The fourth floor is very weird!
The fourth floor of this curse tower actually has no spiritual wave pressure at all. Instead, it is a world with abundant spiritual energy. Moreover, Yue Xuan can sense at once that this black and strong young man with a tiger head and a tiger brain is a Daxuan realm.
character, and this hunchbacked little old man is an eighth-level monk in the Soul Gathering Stage.
"This is actually a world for ascetics!"
In surprise, Yue Xuan had been carefully laid flat on a hard bed by two people.
When the old man saw Yue Xuan covered in blood, he sighed repeatedly: "Er Gou, go get our good medicine. This child is seriously injured. I don't know if he can be saved."
Although these two people were ordinary, they could give Yue Xuan a long-lost feeling. Yue Xuan spread his spiritual consciousness around, and all the surrounding scenery appeared in his mind one by one. It turned out that he fell into a small village. This
The village is called Lingyuan Village. There are five to six hundred people living in it. And all of them are monks. If you want to ask the strongest
Then there is Ergou, the grandson of the hunchbacked old man.
The strongest person in the whole village is only one who is in the Daxuan Tong realm. It is really pitiful. Any three-spirit magician who comes up from below can dominate a village. No wonder this space storm is so powerful. No wonder in Wanjia Tower
No information on the fourth and fifth floors was provided. It turns out that there is such a trick!
In general, the world on the fourth level was completely beyond Yue Xuan's expectations, but it also made it easier for Yue Xuan to improve his strength, because at least he didn't have to worry about resisting the pressure of strong spiritual waves and could concentrate on his cultivation.
Although this is the case in theory, the danger is relatively greater. There is no spiritual wave interference here. If the eight-winged monsters of the Tiansheng clan and Cheng Yulong catch up, they will probably find themselves soon.
"I hope the power of the space storm can delay their steps." Yue Xuan murmured softly. He lay quietly on the bed, with drops of life essence flowing throughout his body, repairing his meridians and various wounds.
"Where is this place?" Yue Xuan suddenly sat up and was so frightened that the basin of hot water brought by the old man fell to the ground with a clang, and the hot water flowed all over the floor. Yue Xuan looked over and found that there were herbs to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis in the basin of water.
It was ground into fine black powder. Apparently it was used to clean his wounds.
Yue Xuan was deeply moved by the old man's warm-heartedness.
"Brother, are you okay?" There was a slightly worried look in the old man's eyes. He looked at the young man covered in blood in front of him in surprise, a weak interrogator. Apparently Yue Xuan's sudden awakening frightened him.
Not light.
"Don't worry, old man. I'm just a little injured. It doesn't matter if I'm covered in blood. Thank you very much, old man, for rescuing me." Yue Xuan smiled at the old man and hugged his fists. His white teeth and sunny smile made him smile.
The old man's nervousness gradually disappeared.
"That's good. By the way, where did the little brother come from? Why did he suddenly appear in the field?"
The old man nodded repeatedly and asked. Yue Xuan only appeared for a moment, and even he didn't notice it. It seemed like he appeared out of thin air.
"I was attacked by a ferocious beast just now. A giant eagle caught me in the sky. It must have dropped me when I was passing through the fields." Yue Xuan smiled and said to the old man, turning Qiankun Sleeve to change himself into another piece of clothing.
, asked the old man with a smile:
"Anyway, thank you sir. I wonder if you can tell me where this place is?"
After talking with the old man, Yue Xuan always felt that the fourth level of the world was definitely not that simple. These monks seemed to have lived in the fourth level of the Curse Tower a long time ago. Moreover, they did not know the Holy Curse Immortal City and the Curse Tower.
The matter of magicians.
Yue Xuan knew this by carefully searching his memory based on the ghosts in the old man's heart. The inquiry was just for further confirmation.
Sure enough, everything was as Yue Xuan had imagined. The old man finished speaking while sighing. Putting aside those trivial matters, Yue Xuan secretly recorded some useful information.
The old man's surname was Liu Mingchen. His grandson, who was black and strong, with a tiger-like head and a tiger-like brain, was called Liu Jian, nicknamed Ergou.
According to what Liu Chen said, they had lived in this cemetery village for many years, passed down through more than a dozen generations, but their strength became weaker and weaker with each generation. By Liu Chen's generation, almost all of them had fallen into the ranks of the Soul Gathering Stage.
Before Liu Jian's father passed away, he left only one son, Liu Jian. The grandfather and grandson depended on each other to make a living by hunting and farming in this cemetery village, and their life was quite enjoyable.
"Hey, they say that there are talented people from generation to generation. It's a pity that just like this, the foundation of our ancestors has been ruined by us. Our strength is getting lower and lower, and we will never be able to return to the past." Tears flashed in the old man's eyes.
, he wiped away his tears, but finally smiled and said: "Fortunately, Ergou has brought honor to our family. After so many years, my Liu family has finally welcomed a monk in the Daxuan Tong realm. Ergou is the pride of my Liu family.
The pride of our cemetery village”
Yue Xuan couldn't help but feel a little moved when he listened to the old man's story. At this moment, a dark figure suddenly rushed in from outside the door.
"Grandpa is bad! The horse thieves came to the village to rob again!" Liu Jian shouted. (To be continued.)