"What on earth is this drop of water?" His eyes, unable to be looked directly at, possessed infinite magic power.
"Could it be that?" He seemed to have guessed something, his eyes shot through everything, pointing directly to the ground, as if the drop of water was close to his eyes, but then, an inexplicable force stung his eyes.
"How is it possible? I can't even get close to my gilded Southern glass eyes?" The voice was full of doubts. There are not many people in this world who can't be seen through by his eyes, but now that he has appeared, he has no idea about this. Dripping, nothing.
"Taiyi Divine Water..."
At this moment, a voice came from his mind: "The Prince's Palace is open, why don't you leave?"
"Fengwang Palace?" There was a trace of blood left at the corner of his eyes. He retracted his eyes and emerged from the room where he was sitting cross-legged. His eyes at this moment had returned to normal, no different from ordinary people.
"Everyone in the cultivation tower, please evacuate." came the message from the elder's movable soul.
For a moment, the entire training tower was in a commotion. Although all the practitioners did not know what happened, they were all shocked when they walked out of the training tower. When they saw the slightly tilted training tower, everyone shut their mouths.
"Good guy, the training tower actually tilted..."
There is a sentence that echoes in everyone's heart, and Yang Ning is no exception. Although he has made no progress in his month of hard training, Yang Ning's aura is even more hidden at this moment, and he has completely stabilized himself at the first level of the sixth level of the Mountain Building Realm. I believe he won't be able to use it anymore. How long will it take for you to break through?
"Yang Ning?"
"You guys are here too..." Yang Ning saw acquaintances, Lin Xie and Jia Zhengjing always looked so happy, but soon, Yang Ning spotted Qiang Rong standing beside them.
"Senior Brother Qiang Rong," Yang Ning said.
"It's a little inappropriate for you to call me senior brother now..." Qiang Rong smiled bitterly. In less than a year, the man in front of him had grown to the same level as himself, or even exceeded it. Such a genius, Maybe he can truly be called a monster.
"Senior brother, I will always be senior brother." Yang Ning's heart as a swordsman will not change because of his cultivation.
"Okay, it's true that I fell behind..." Qiang Rong patted Yang Ning's shoulder and said, "Go and try the training tower?"
Geniuses always understand geniuses. Qiang Rong is such a person. He naturally knows what Yang Ning is thinking. Now Yang Ning needs a release. Only in this way can he truly consolidate his cultivation.
"Listen to Senior Brother Qiang Rong." Yang Ning will not forget that it was the senior brother in front of him who brought him into the academy. The cultivators are cold-blooded, but their gratitude cannot be wiped out. Moreover, Qiang Rong's suggestion is also the most suitable one at the moment. my own.
The two of them talked and walked towards the second level of the pavilion in front of them.
"Let's go and see where Yang Ning is now?" Lin Xie pulled Jia Zhengjing and chased Yang Ning and Qiang Rong in the direction they left.
More than a dozen elders, plus Li Ye and many other powerful men, finally settled down in the practice tower, with fatigue on everyone's face.
"What's going on?" An elder was very angry. He seemed to have had a premonition recently.
"It's very possible that it appeared..." Li Ye speculated, but he was ambiguous about the "it" he was talking about.
After Li Ye finished speaking, he looked back at the young man following him and said, "Did you see anything inside?"
"A drop of water."
"What?" an elder said anxiously.
"Did you see it?" He seemed a little unsure and wanted to get the exact information from the young man.
The young man nodded.
"Let's discuss it immediately." Li Ye realized the seriousness of the problem, especially the confidentiality of this matter, which must be blocked as soon as possible.
"All elders, enter the Presbyterian House immediately." Li Ye's voice was a little urgent. A drop of water, what kind of water is there besides that drop of water? All the elders already understood and flew towards the Presbyterian House in unison.
Among the disciples below, one person's eyes were blazing, but soon his eyes returned to clarity, as if nothing had happened.
In the past few months, Yang Ning's best result in the Resource Tower was the Seventh Heaven. But today, Yang Ning is confident that he can reach the Eighth Heaven, or even pass through the Eighth Heaven and reach the Ninth Heaven.
The cultivation tower kept lighting up. In less than an hour, Yang Ning had passed through the seventh heaven and arrived at the eighth heaven.
I still remember that when Qiang Rong first climbed the tower, he asked himself if he was going to attack the ninth heaven this time. Yang Ning nodded, without any courtesy. His cultivation had greatly improved. Yang Ning was full of confidence in attacking the ninth heaven.
However, Qiang Rong smiled slightly at that time.
"Senior Brother Qiangrong, why are you laughing?"
"It's nothing, you will know when the time comes..."
Yang Ning was confused. Although Qiang Rong had not completely passed the training tower, his results were already among the best in the entire Taiyi Academy.
"Okay, go quickly, it's really nothing..." But Qiang Rong's smile was still in front of his eyes.
"This..." Yang Ning took a breath of air, looking at the scene in front of her, her expression finally changed.
Because he rushed to aid the Jin Dynasty, he had not climbed to the training tower for more than a month. Although he already knew the rules very well, the scene before him still exceeded Yang Ning's expectations.
"No wonder that guy smiled so darkly, this..." Yang Ning saw the puppets that could not be seen. Every puppet was cold and ruthless. Each puppet could not even take Yang Ning's sword, but so many of them puppet.
"I don't want to play tricks on people like this..."
There were only a thousand puppets on the seventh floor, but now, the number has more than doubled. It can be said that the mountains and plains are full of puppets.
"Fuck."
Yao Xinhen: "..."
"Fight..." Yang Ning felt that her limbs were weak, but it did not mean that Yang Ning's heart would shrink.
A swordsman's sword never looks back.
The killing sword was particularly conspicuous in this space. The moment Yang Ning just appeared, all the puppets seemed to have a target and rushed towards Yang Ning.
"Fight!" Yang Ning rose into the air, and slashed down with the purest sword, covered in blood, and the sword struck out ruthlessly. It was the coldest training tool.
Gradually, Yang Ning gradually understood why there was such a huge difference in combat power between Liao Tao and Xin Ye. Now that he thought about it, it had something to do with the Eighth Heaven in front of him.
Endless fighting, endless killing...
The divine edge is invincible, and as soon as there is blood, hundreds of puppets will fall down and return to the space.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Yang Ning roared, and there was a large area of space behind him, but it would soon be overwhelmed by countless puppets.
A quarter of an hour later, Yang Ning was already numb.
An hour later, Yang Ning was already calm.
Two hours later, Yang Ning's feet began to feel weak.
…
Yang Ning no longer knew how long he had been killing, and the hand holding the sword was trembling. The sword only had its original color, without any fluctuations in spiritual power, and the sword had long been exhausted by Yang Ning.
However, the number of puppets in front of me does not seem to have decreased at all. It should not be said that there are more puppets than a few hours ago. They are endless...
"How could this happen?" Yang Ning's voice trembled a little, and the surrounding spiritual energy returned to the space as countless puppets were shattered, making the surrounding spiritual energy extremely rich.
Outside the training tower, Qiang Rong, Jia Zhengjing and Linxie have been staying here for five hours.
"He's been in there for so long and he still hasn't come out?" Lin Xie was already shocked by Yang Ning. After fighting for such a long time, no matter how strong his spiritual power was, it would be exhausted.
"What a freak." Jia Zhengjing was so shocked that she said very little.
"I have to say, this guy's power is really astonishing." Qiang Rong has not passed the eighth level of heaven yet, and he can only stay on the eighth level for three hours at most, but now Yang Ning has entered the eighth level of heaven for four hours , it is not surprising that such a genius defeated Xinye.
"Senior Brother Qiang Rong, do you think Yang Ning will really pass through the eighth heaven?" Lin Xie said, but his eyes kept staring at the resource tower, which was the focus of the three of them.
"I don't know..." Qiang Rong didn't know either, because Yang Ning was already an hour older than him. Qiang Rong didn't know what the scene would be like after one hour.
"It's really annoying..." Jia Zhengjing slowly changed her temper as the two of them talked, but her eyes never left the resource tower.
At this moment, Yang Ning had no residual spiritual power in his meridians, and it was obviously inappropriate to use the Holy Crystal here. After all, using the Holy Crystal would be suspected of cheating.
No, I'm not allowed to use the Holy Crystal, but I'm not allowed to absorb spiritual power.
Yang Ning was running the Ling Tian Jue, and the meridians that were originally dry gradually became active as the pores in his body opened.
The surrounding spiritual energy poured in to replenish Yang Ning's consumption.
"Bangjian!" After being supplemented, Yang Ning's fighting spirit rose and he started killing again.
Although the number is large, it does not mean that Yang Ning will give up. Every time he swings the sword, he will have new insights. Only in this situation of exhaustion will he remember and grow.
Every move of the sword is the path.
Yang Ning's sword is growing.
With the supply of spiritual power, Yang Ning no longer needs to care about time.
The battle was all that was left. The Sword of Killing was completely crazy. These puppets had no life, and Yang Ning was already numb. Wherever he passed, there were only piles of scrap metal.
Finally, Yang Ning seemed to see the end.
To be precise, it should be a layer of light waves circulating. The spiritual energy floating around will slowly merge into this layer of light waves, and then...
"Damn it, these puppets actually came out of these light waves. In other words, it is impossible to kill all the puppets on the eighth floor, let alone clear the level..." Yang Ning has completely understood that this layer of light waves It is the foundation of the eighth level. The spiritual energy is rich, but the total amount remains unchanged. It has been reverberating in the space here, and this layer of light waves in front of you can absorb the spiritual energy and create puppets.
"No wonder, there are so many puppets here, no wonder I can't kill them all..."
When Yang Ning saw this, he already knew how to crack it.
Since the spiritual energy has been reverberating in the space and then merged into that layer of light waves, as long as he absorbs the surrounding spiritual energy, as long as time goes by, he can definitely kill all the puppets on the eighth level.
The Ling Tian Jue is running wildly, and all the pores in the body are opened. Although the Holy Crystal cannot be swallowed, it can be replenished by absorbing the spiritual energy here.
The killing sword keeps blooming its divine edge. At this moment, only the sword skills are left, without any blessing of sword intention or sword rules. However, the killing sword is a divine weapon after all, and the sharpness cannot be compared with these puppets.
In fact, if you talk about it in detail, the killing sword in Yang Ning's hand is also a kind of cheating, but Yang Ning is the master of the killing sword. It is impossible for a swordsman to leave the sword.
…
In Xiancheng, a pot has already exploded.
"The emergence of an outstanding successor in Siam is directed towards the King's Palace."
"The great disciple of Moromen is going out, aiming for the King's Palace."
"The top ten true disciples of Qingyue Sect came down the mountain, pointing their swords at the Feng Wang Palace."
…
One by one, all eyes were fixed on Xiancheng as the news of the Fengwang Palace spread.
"Brother Emperor, if you act like this, I'm afraid you will push Great Qin to the forefront..." Wu Qing was now at the height of Qinwu Academy, looking at the center of Xiancheng for a long time, and finally sighed. In Emperor's heart, Wu Qing also understood that Yin Feng Gu is about to appear, no matter what, it will be a bloodshed.
Wu Qing retreated.
