Chapter 215 Spiritual Illusion [2]

"despair!"

Yu Yunfeng took the first step.

These four people still have a strong sense of competition with each other. Due to the sudden intervention of the eight masters, they all understand that the possibility of fighting is almost zero, so the winner must be decided at this time.

So it looks calm, but it has a competitive heart.

Others also began to step up.

"Tat-tat-tat..."

Yu Yunfeng quickened his pace, leaving the other three behind, and walked nearly ten steps up the eighteen-step staircase in an instant.

Tru also picked up speed.

But he was obviously inferior to Yunfeng. When he reached the eighth step, he also stopped, took a rest, and started climbing again.

King Zhou Zhen walked up with a blank expression on his face.

In the blink of an eye, they reached the height of the fifteenth step, which is only three steps away from the eighth floor. At this moment, the expressions of Yu Yunfeng and Tohru suddenly changed. In this case, it means that King Zhou Zhen's cultivation Talent is much higher than the two of them, especially Bittrue is more than twice as high.

This is simply a blow to Tru.

Several people are quickly recovering their battle qi, adjusted and continued to go up, and their eyes couldn't help looking at Xie Aoyu.

I saw Xie Aoyu raised his leg upwards.

They just walked straight up without stopping, all the way up to the eighth floor, leaving only their backs.

"Damn it!" Seeing such a situation, Trud couldn't help cursing.

This gap is too big.

King Zhou Zhen adjusted the fastest, and then he also stepped up to the eighth floor.

"Huh!" Yu Yunfeng was very upset, he also accelerated his speed and rushed to the eighth floor in one breath, only Truu stopped again on the fourteenth step.

That resistance exhausted his grudge after only a few steps.

Seeing that the eighth floor was close at hand, Tru shook his head with a wry smile, and stopped talking. He simply sat down on the fourteenth step and began to practice.

This is already his limit.

Stepping into the eighth floor, Yu Yunfeng saw that Xie Aoyu had already reached the ninth floor, and King Zhou Zhen was still resisting the majestic resistance on the steps.

He gritted his teeth and rushed up.

Step by step up.

After walking three steps in a row, he already felt unable to lift his legs. When he looked up and saw King Zhou Zhen also stopped on the steps with a helpless look, he knew that this was his limit.

"Come up." Xie Aoyu appeared at the stairs, and stretched out his hand to King Zhou Zhen with a smile.

King Zhou Zhen looked at Xie Aoyu for a long time before he said: "Thank you."

The palms of the two were clasped together, Xie Aoyu suddenly exerted force, and King Zhou Zhen jumped directly to the ninth floor lightly. Without even looking at Yunfeng, they stepped into the ninth floor and began to practice.

Xie Aoyu!

Seeing all this, Yu Yunfeng was filled with jealousy, envy, and hatred, all kinds of complicated emotions, anyway, it's just two words, unhappy!

Xie Aoyu didn't pay attention to Yu Yunfeng at all, he is also catching up on all possible cultivations now.

The opponents in the top twelve competition this time were too strong, and he had a feeling that the eight of them were already in the realm of metamorphosis, and since each of them had very terrifying fighting skills, he would not have the slightest advantage.

The ninth floor of the Spiritual Illusion can be said to have an unusually strong spirit.

Cultivation in this kind of place can be said to be of great help to him.

After helping King Zhou Zhen, Xie Aoyu began to practice. He sat cross-legged on the ground, gathered his energy and spirit, and devoted himself to the cultivation.

King Zhou Zhen glanced at Xie Aoyu, and then began to practice.

As soon as he entered the state of cultivation, the aura of the ninth floor began to roll when it left, and it flowed into the bodies of Xie Aoyu and King Zhou Zhen.

As a result, their grudges began to circulate crazily.

Every time it circulates, the fighting energy will be significantly strengthened, and then the agile breath that entered the body escapes again, as if it can't really be absorbed by him.

Time passed by like this.

When Xie Aoyu, who was as motionless as a rock, trembled again, more than ten days had passed, and his fighting spirit had also made great progress.

It is a hurdle to go from the cloud level to the metamorphosis level.

There are many people who will never be able to pass through it in their entire lives. Once they step into the metamorphosis level, it will be an earth-shaking change. Not only will he improve his own realm, but his fighting skills will also be able to exert greater power. Another thing Xie Aoyu desires is, That is the fusion of the Indeterminate Flying Knife Fighting Skill and other fighting skills.

This is what attracts Xie Aoyu the most.

Fighting skills are divided into strengths and weaknesses, but what Xie Aoyu has mastered are all top-level fighting skills. If these top-level fighting skills are fused with each other, then the power of the new fighting skills produced is absolutely unrivaled.

So this time he settled down with all his heart and soul, and devoted himself to hard work.

"Eh?" Xie Aoyu looked around suspiciously, at some point, he found that pictures were gradually emerging on the walls of the ninth floor.

These pictures are different, but one thing is certain, the rich and dense aura seems to be produced from this picture.

Xie Aoyu's heart moved, he also wondered how the agile breath was produced, so he stood up and came to a picture on the east wall. The picture was a fairyland-like existence. The fog drifted, and on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, there were faint figures of monsters.

Look carefully, but can't see it.

And that majestic aura is emanating from the blurry figure of the monster. At this moment, Xie Aoyu's state of mind is incomparably peaceful.

"chug……"

A faint fluctuation came.

Xie Aoyu immediately found that the spiritual power belonging to the Black Lotus Saintess Lian Yuxiang in the depths of his heart was showing slight fluctuations, so he immediately checked it.

For him now, apart from being cautious about the three-color pill, there is also this mysterious spiritual power. This thing is like a fatal internal injury hidden in his body. If he is not careful, he may counterattack fatally.

When he checked, he found that there was a strange fluctuation in the spiritual power, and Lian Yuxiang's figure was covered by a layer of light red.

"Evil spirit!"

In Xie Aoyu's mind, the scene of the dilapidated underground palace and the infiltration of evil spirits into Lian Yuxiang's body can be called extremely weird.

"Perhaps the evil spirits will bring unexpected things." Seeing that it had nothing to do with him, Xie Aoyu immersed himself in the picture again.

This time, it was as if he saw the picture of mountains, rivers, wind and rain that Yun Tianfeng, the prince of Tianluo, had brought out, which could be said to have a great influence on him, as if his soul had come out of his body and entered that picture.

The difference between this picture and the picture of mountains, rivers and winds is that when stepping into it, Xie Aoyu seemed to be restrained by a mysterious force, standing at the bottom of Jietian Mountain, looking up, still the same, the only difference is the aura here It was actually more intense.

Without even thinking about it, Xie Aoyu began to practice with the help of that strong aura of agility.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Aoyu's surroundings began to stir with a powerful wave of power, and the aroused strong aura began to roll violently.

brush!

All the agile aura turned into more than a dozen pillars of air flow, which flowed into Xie Aoyu's body crazily, absorbing all the aura of the ninth floor at once.

King Zhou Zhen, who was originally practicing, was suddenly awakened, and he immediately opened his eyes to take a look.

I saw that Xie Aoyu's whole body was hidden in the mist.

"boom!"

There was a roar.

All the agile aura surged out from his body again.

King Zhou Zhen's heart skipped a beat, he made a breakthrough!