Chapter 515: The Stairway to the Second Floor

Just when Lin Chuan passed the test of the scripture pavilion on the first floor, Ling Hong frowned slightly and looked at the man in black in front of him in another place that was exactly the same.

The moment he came here, that kind of strange sense of familiarity filled his mind, and the scenes of scenes turned quickly in front of his eyes, as if he had encountered the same thing before endlessly long ago. The scene, even he felt that he was the man in black standing over there.

"It feels so familiar..." Ling Hong murmured softly, his amber eyes fixedly staring at the figure not far away.

"Catch my three moves without falling, and you can pass the test on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!" The figure said indifferently, without any emotion, and without any emotional ups and downs, as if it had been so indifferent since thousands of years ago , but it was so unbelievable to Ling Hong's ears, because he knew that it was his own voice.

"Why..." Ling Hong's pupils were a little dilated, and his consciousness was pulled into a blurry memory in an instant, but no matter how hard he tried, it was still difficult to see a corner of it.

After a while, Ling Hong's pupils condensed again, and he looked at the figure not far away and said softly, "Come on, no matter who you are, let's make a settlement today!"

As soon as the words were finished, the white light shot out like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Ling Hong and fell straight to his fragile throat.

At this moment, a dark red light flashed slightly, and a dilapidated and decayed coffin board appeared in Ling Hong's hands. He swung his right hand directly and threw it towards the white light, as if he had fully expected the blow, no matter the angle It is still strength, and they are all grasped to the point.

Amidst the roar, the white light shattered, bursting into dazzling light and dissipating around Ling Hong, while he stood quietly on the spot holding the broken coffin board in his hand.

The figure in the distance had disappeared the moment the white light burst out, but Ling Hong still stood there indifferently, as if the dark crisis did not exist at all.

The next moment, a huge white light handprint bombarded him, and Ling Hong didn't raise his brows. White light path engravings spread out from under his skin in an instant, and the spiritual power of the light attribute spread all over the dilapidated coffin board in an instant.

"It's time to end!"

Ling Hong said lightly, raised his right hand high, and slapped a coffin board directly on the handprint, and the landing point was the weakest part of this spell.

The light seal was shattered, and the black figure inside was directly slapped to death by Ling Hong with the coffin board. The whole process was smooth and smooth, without the slightest delay. He seemed to have anticipated all the situations, calm and silent, but broke out in an instant, which shocked everyone. Amazing horror power.

The entire first floor of the Sutra Pavilion began to emerge, and the stairs leading to the second floor also appeared at this moment. Ling Hong stepped on the stairs without looking at the mortal-level cheats, and walked towards the second floor. Familiar with the road!

Another place for examination.

What Meng Jingxian was facing was a man in black who was at the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment Stage, but he was so nervous that he didn't notice anything strange about this man whose face was hidden in the shadows.

To him, how to kill this black-clothed monk under the simplest circumstances was the most important thing.

As soon as the battle started, the dark spiritual power on Meng Jingxian's body exploded in an instant, and he immediately disappeared into the hall.

However, at the next moment, something Meng Jingxian didn't expect happened. The black-clothed monk who was standing quietly in the center of the hall suddenly burst out with intense light, and the spiritual power of the light attribute surged out, sweeping across the hall in an instant.

Meng Jingxian, who was hiding in the shadows, had nowhere to hide, and his body was directly exposed to the light.

"Fuck!!! I forgot that this is the Immortal Mansion of the Guangming Shenzong!" Meng Jingxian cursed, and his figure flashed quickly, turning into a black streamer, and went straight to attack the black-clothed monk not far away.

The reason why he chose to take the initiative to attack is because he knows that in this place full of light attributes, his dark attributes will be greatly restrained. Unlike the five elements, these two attributes have the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint.

The restraint between them is more like black and white, whoever is strong will restrain whoever is, with Meng Jingxian's own strength in the Dzogchen foundation period, he wants to use the dark attribute to hide his body here, and then attack and kill a light attribute Monk, that's almost impossible to do.

Therefore, he could only give up his best assassination and turn to face-to-face confrontation. This was a last resort, but it did not mean that Meng Jingxian was hopeless.

The speed of the black streamer was extremely fast. While the black-clothed monk was still making the formula, Meng Jingxian had already arrived in front of him. With a flash of black light, the cold front dagger in his right hand quickly slashed towards the black-clothed monk's throat. .

boom!

A burst of light burst out, instantly reaching Meng Jingxian's blade.

Although the strength of the black-clothed monk is only at the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage, his strength is not weaker than that of the Golden Core Stage monks, and his reaction speed is far beyond ordinary people. Even in such a critical moment, he can make the most correct judgment .

"Hmph! Courting death!" A sneer full of murderous intent appeared on the corner of Meng Jingxian's mouth. If it was a monk of other attributes, he would basically be helpless in the face of such a defense, but he, Meng Jingxian, was different because he used the most The dark attribute that restrains the light attribute.

The next moment, the black glow erupted, instantly piercing through the hastily-arranged defense of the monk in black, and the blade directly slashed across his neck.

"Touch of Darkness!"

Rich black energy erupted along the cold front dagger the moment it touched the opponent's body.

Meng Jingxian's body left as soon as he touched it, without stopping at all. This is his habit as an assassin. Even if the mission fails, he still has to leave a way out for himself.

The black engravings spread rapidly under the monk's skin, and the white light kept flickering, but they couldn't stop the darkness from invading. After just ten breaths, the black-clothed monk suddenly burst open and disappeared in the hall. middle.

"Even if it is of the light attribute, it will fall under my sword!" Meng Jingxian blew on the blade of the cold front dagger and said with a light smile.

In the next moment, Meng Jingxian opened his mouth in astonishment as he faced the various cheats presented in front of his eyes.

"So many secret books... This... The Treasure Pavilion I saw in Taobo Sect only had one shelf, but there are thousands of bookshelves here. It is indeed the largest sect in the Nanming Continent..." Meng Jing Xian salivated, and rushed to these cheats.

Looking through these mortal cheats, Meng Jingxian even found a dark spell in it, which immediately surprised Meng Jingxian who didn't hold out much hope.

"If there are mortal-level ones here, then there will be people-level ones, earth-level ones, and even heaven-level ones... Hahaha... mine... all mine..." Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, Meng Meng Jingxian turned around and ran straight to the stairs leading to the second floor.