Chapter five hundred and eighty first hairless monster
After persisting for a long time, after the dizziness disappeared, Yang Kun finally reached the seventh floor of the Babel Tower.
Looking around, Yang Kun found that he and the Dragon Soul Sword Spirit were standing in a pavilion. The pavilion was built on the top of a peak. Looking up, the sea of clouds was floating. Countless green peaks were looming in the sea of clouds. White mist filled the mountains, making it mysterious and unpredictable.
Yang Kun couldn't help but sigh and said: "It's such a thick white mist!"
Dragon Soul Sword Spirit laughed when he heard this and said: "This is not mist, but the essence of heaven and earth!"
"What? The essence of heaven and earth?" Yang Kun was slightly shocked and asked again in disbelief.
Dragon Soul Sword Spirit nodded slightly and said: "Yes, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is several times that of the sixth level. The essence of heaven and earth is already rich enough to be visible to the naked eye."
"Sure enough, it is such a rich essence, it has actually condensed into a mist! Then tell me, if you practice here for one day, how long will it take to practice outside?"
Yang Kun asked curiously.
Dragon Soul Sword Spirit did some calculations and said: "Cultivation here for one day is equivalent to decades of practice outside."
Suck~!
Yang Kun couldn't help but take a deep breath and said: "It sounds very tempting to live for decades in one day!"
Dragon Soul Sword Spirit chuckled and said: "How about it, are you interested? How about we practice here first?"
Yang Kun shook his head and said: "I said, the purpose of my coming here is not to cultivate. I am here to see Xiaoxue. If you want to practice, you can practice it yourself!"
After saying this, Yang Kun summoned the Netherworld Broken Yuan Shuttle with a hiss, and then drove the Broken Yuan Shuttle towards other stone peaks without looking back.
The Dragon Soul Sword Spirit sighed helplessly and said: "I have a stubborn temper, and my love will win over my friends!"
After that, he turned into a cyan flying sword and followed Yang Kun.
Suddenly, he heard a scream in the air, and Yang Kun couldn't help but startled. When he looked up, he saw a winged and hairless monster flying towards him angrily.
The winged, hairless monster looked very scary, with a sharp mouth wide open, and the sharp claws on its limbs and feet seemed to be made of fine steel, emitting a black cold light.
"What kind of monster is this?" Yang Kun has never seen such a monster. Although his current cultivation level is already the sixth level of acquired mirror, facing such a powerful enemy, Yang Kun can't help but feel a little guilty.
"No matter what kind of monster it is, kill it first!"
The voice of the Dragon Soul Sword Spirit pierced the air and reached Yang Kun's ears. The next second, blue light flashed, and the Dragon Soul Sword Spirit pierced the sky like a meteor, directly attacking the monster's eyebrows.
Guga~!!
There was no fluctuation of vitality, and one of the hairless monster's wings suddenly swung out and hit the Dragon Soul Sword Spirit directly.
Buzz~!!
Ah~!!
With a scream, the Dragon Soul Sword was sent flying. It flew over Yang Kun's head with a whoosh, and then stuck on the stone peak not far away with a clang. The sword was half-submerged into the stone. It was estimated that
It couldn't be pulled out for a while.
"Damn, even the sword spirit was shot away at once!"
Yang Kun suddenly became furious, and without thinking, he immediately summoned the Death Scythe, and then slashed at the hairless monster head-on.
There is no doubt that Yang Kun, like the Dragon Soul Sword Spirit, was also directly shot away.
"Damn it, you have no power to fight back!" This was the first time Yang Kun was defeated after entering the Ghost Sword Tower. He was so angry that he saw his body falling on the stone peak like a kite with its string broken.