"Master, this is a more advanced golden soul fruit. After taking it, the soul power will be immediately promoted to the next level. If the master takes it, he can immediately reach the soul transformation level. However, before taking it, he must take weak water to resist the golden soul. Otherwise, Master, you would not be able to bear the pain caused by the transformation of the soul," Ming said quickly.
Fang Chen asked in surprise: "What is weak water?"
"Weak water is a type of water, but it is much lighter than water, but it is not a gas. Its function is to suppress the pain of the soul. You can ask for it from the group of venerables opposite. This weak water is not uncommon. , I think some of them must be collecting it," Ming explained.
Fang Chen nodded, and then said to the venerable man holding the Golden Soul Fruit: "Senior, I want this fruit. You can go to the lava lake now. I will do my best."
The venerable man's face was filled with joy. The fruit was of no use to him because he couldn't find a way to take it. However, after thinking about it, he still didn't want to take advantage of a junior, so he immediately said: "My dear friend, if you are safe here. I owe you a favor just like Master Alchemy." After saying this, he stepped into the canoe with a sense of relief.
In fact, if a strong person at the level of a venerable feels that he can't live with it, then whether he is practicing or overcoming danger, the possibility of death is very high, because a strong person at this level is already involved with the way of heaven and his destiny. .
The canoe was still moving slowly, but when it was almost reaching the shore, no lava arrows emerged.
Fang Chen couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this scene. He thought to himself that if the lava arrows didn't appear, then he didn't know whether to return this thing to the other party. After all, what they agreed on did not happen.
call out.
Within the last meter, bubbles suddenly appeared on both sides of the canoe, and then two arrows appeared at the same time. This sudden change directly shocked the venerable man. After all, he did not know Fang Chen. Able to stop two arrows at once.
Fang Chen's reaction was not slow at all. The moment the arrows appeared, the power of his soul immediately poured out. The mysterious energy immediately stopped the two arrows in place, and then fell into the magma lake. .
"Huh, luckily nothing went wrong." Seeing this scene, Fang Chen couldn't help but sweat. His one-word motto was originally a group attack skill that could freeze a large area of the environment.
"Thank you, little friend," the venerable exhaled softly. When he stepped onto the shore, his tense face relaxed. If so many people hadn't been watching, he would have seen those two arrows just now. When the arrow hit the target, he was probably so frightened that he peed.
Next, Fang Chen told the news that he needed weak water, and the remaining cultivators began to search for it from the space artifacts. Although this weak water was not uncommon, it was of no use, so most of the cultivators There is no such thing at all, except for some cultivators who like to collect strange and weird things, there is such a thing as weak water.
"I have it." When the only Primordial Level cultivator found the weak water from the space artifact, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face. He had been worried that he didn't have anything that made Fang Chen's heart beat. After all, he was just A cultivator at the peak of the Honghu level, and the treasure does not have anything to do with the soul. Speaking of favors, I am afraid that the other party is stronger than him, so he is worried that he may not be able to rely on Fang Chen. But now that he has weak water, he Finally we can get through safely.
Fang Chen was already disappointed. He didn't expect that a cultivator of this prehistoric level would actually have such a thing. With weak water, he could reach the level of soul transformation. Even if his body is destroyed, he can survive alone with his soul. At that time, the vitality will rise to a new level again.
Putting the weak water into the ring, he decided to take it as soon as he escaped from this life and death realm.
In this way, Fang Chen helped the remaining cultivators cross the lava lake safely, and made a total of twelve venerable-level favors. This was a considerable fortune, and most importantly, there were There is a powerful man like Master Alchemist who is about to enter the realm of emperor. With his favor, Fang Chen's life will at least be worry-free for the time being.
"Congratulations on passing the second level, the rewards will be distributed immediately," the voice just fell. Every cultivator sensed their own cultivation realm and rose to a small realm in an instant, especially those venerables. They looked delighted. After all, it usually takes at least hundreds of years or even thousands of years for them to advance to a small realm, but in less than a day, they were promoted to a small realm.
Although the process is more dangerous, it seems to be worth it now.
"All cultivators, please note that you only have five hours of rest time. When the time is up, you will proceed to the third level. If you pass it, each person will get a chance to die and be resurrected in the Tower of Babel,"
"What?" Upon hearing this, all the cultivators were stunned for a moment, and then became extremely ecstatic.
They all know that this resurrection from death is not resurrection through soul mark, but real resurrection.
Fang Chen could not suppress the ecstasy in his heart. In the Tower of Babel, even his resurrection lotus seeds could not be used after death. After all, the resurrection lotus seeds were only for those souls that had not completely dissipated. However, in the danger of the Tower of Babel, Once you die, your soul is completely dead and there will be no residue at all.
After the ecstasy, Fang Chen's expression became solemn again. This second level was already extremely difficult, but I think the third level would probably lead to a narrow escape.
The other cultivators seemed to have thought of this, and the atmosphere suddenly became depressing.
Time passed very quickly. Five hours passed by in a flash. Before all the cultivators could react, they found themselves disappearing into the lava cave. When they reappeared, they had already arrived at a circular square.
Fang Chen's eyes swept around the square. There were countless caves around the square, and each cave exuded a depressing atmosphere.
"The rules of the third level are that there are puppets of different levels in the caves around the square, and what you do is to destroy ten puppets in one day,"
After hearing this, all the cultivators were stunned for a moment. Obviously they did not expect that the difficulty of this third level was so small. The reason why the puppet became a puppet was that it had no soul. Although the body was tempered to be very powerful, for these For Your Majesty, if you want to destroy a puppet, you only need to use a Taoist weapon and blast it directly.
"Don't be lucky, everyone. I'm afraid things are not as simple as we imagined. There are countless caves around here, and there is a layer of restrictions outside. We don't know the strength of the puppets in the caves. Although the puppets are relatively weak, if we encounter them, they will be It's at the semi-saint level, don't forget that the rules require us to destroy ten bodies in one day," the Alchemist said solemnly.
After hearing this, some cultivators realized the difficulty of the task. It seemed that this was a comprehensive task that tested luck and strength.
"Master, don't worry, hey, this restriction won't trouble me," Ming suddenly said with a smile.
Hearing Ming's words, Fang Chen was delighted, and then asked: "What's going on?"
"When the Tower of Babel was designed, I probably didn't expect that there would be an existence like me. You want to rely on a holy power restriction to hinder my detection. Jie Jie, you simply underestimated me," he said, and the ring was detected.
"Master, the puppets in the odd number in the center are only of prehistoric level strength. Hey, master, you can solve them in an hour," Ming immediately shared the information inside with Fang Chen.
Fang Chen was excited, but his face was extremely calm. He asked in his mind: "Ming, is this puppet's lowest strength the prehistoric level?"
"Yes, the highest ones are at the semi-saint level, and there are quite a lot of them. Gaga, let alone the semi-saint level puppets, even the emperor-level puppets also need weapons at the pseudo-saint level, otherwise hehe," Ming said. When I said this, I was quite gloating about my misfortune.
"It seems that not many people will survive this time," Fang Chen sighed in his heart.
Ming curled his lips, "The world of cultivation is originally about the jungle. Master, as long as you are strong, you don't need to interfere in the life and death of others."
Fang Chen was silent. He glanced at the other cultivators and shook his head.
After staying for more than ten minutes, cultivators rushed into the cave one after another.
Because there are so many caves, the chance of picking out weak puppets is simply smaller than the chance of winning a lottery.
Fang Chen left in the middle. He didn't want to be so high-profile, even though he was already very high-profile.
Entering the cave in the middle, as Ming said, the puppets here were only as strong as the prehistoric level. When Fang Chen came in, the motionless puppet immediately cast its cold eyes on Fang Chen.
Suddenly, its figure was like a cannonball, trying to attack in the morning.
Fang Chen did not dodge, but directly hit him head on.
Peng.
A dull sound sounded, and Fang Chen's figure suddenly retreated several meters, hitting the entrance of the cave, but was bounced back by the first layer of the cave's restrictions.
hiss.
Fang Chen secretly took a breath, this blow almost made his arm useless. You must know that after several times of physical strengthening, he could destroy a hill with his physical body alone, but when he fought with this puppet, he didn't let the puppet retreat. step.
"Master, you know how powerful it is. The whole body of this puppet is made of special materials, and is blessed by holy power. The physical strength of a puppet with prehistoric level strength is comparable to that of a peak venerable, so master, you are still prepared to use it. Just blast the Taoist weapon," Ming said with a smile.
Fang Chen shrugged. Fortunately, he had obtained a few Taoist tools from some venerables during the second level. Otherwise, he would definitely suffer a loss when facing this puppet.