"Tap tap tap???" The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and only the sound of Wang Yi's heavy footsteps could be heard.
Wang Yi was walking up step by step, but the strange space just now was slowly darkening, and the upstairs floor was gradually getting brighter. At this moment, Wang Yi's eyes were slightly wrinkled, and his feet were filled with spiritual energy.
Fly up.
Just as he stepped into the strange space on the second floor, the surrounding area suddenly became brighter, and the lights were still bright. The scene was exactly the same as on the first floor, and there was still a strange place in the center of the space.
There was a simple mirror, and next to it there was a wooden figure.
When Wang Yi saw this, he frowned and asked coldly, "Why didn't you fight back just now? And you led me to the second level? What on earth do you want?"
"Beat me, and you can go to the post station?" The wooden man still paused and paused in his speech as before, in a strange tone, and sounded very uncomfortable.
"Okay, then I will defeat you once!" Wang Yi's eyes suddenly flashed with cold light, and a layer of blue spiritual power was once again condensed on his right hand, and he blasted towards the wooden man at high speed.
But the wooden man dodged past easily. He was as light as a swallow, and the wind blew under his feet. He actually turned into an afterimage, and his speed was as fast as lightning. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There was no trace, and at the same time, a layer of blue light condensed in his right hand, which was the Spirit Gathering Fist.
When Wang Yi saw this scene, he was immediately stunned. He quickly used the shadowing footwork, and the Spirit Gathering Fist in his left hand instantly turned into the cone-shaped spiritual power.
But the wooden man had no idea that he was punching Wang Yi very quickly. How could Wang Yi let him get what he wanted? His right hand stabbed out.
"Boom!" The wooden man couldn't resist the power of this cone-shaped spiritual power, and his whole body burst into pieces, turning into countless pieces of wood that flew across the sky.
At this time, the ancient mirror placed in this strange space once again flashed a golden light, and immediately after, another staircase appeared and stood in front of Wang Yi.
At that time, Wang Yi's expression became serious, and he discovered something was wrong.
Suddenly he seemed to suddenly think of something, and said in shock, "Could it be???"
He immediately walked towards the stairs again, feeling uneasy in his heart, as if he was floating in mid-air and might fall down at any time.
The third floor is still exactly the same as the first two floors, with bright lights all around, and an ancient mirror still placed in the center, and next to the ancient mirror is still a wooden figure.
"How many floors does this tower have?" Wang Yi asked with a frown.
"It's up to you, not me! Defeat me and you can go to the post!".
"Okay, I will definitely defeat you!" Wang Yi said seriously.
At this time, I saw only this wooden man. The cone-shaped spiritual power condensed on his right hand, and suddenly he made a sound of "chichi" in the void. Not only that, there was also a cold light on it.
Suddenly, the pressure suddenly dissipates.
Wang Yi was stunned when he saw this scene and was speechless for a long time. This was just a conjecture in his heart. He didn't expect it to be true. "You can actually imitate my moves! No wonder you on the first floor just stood there.
at every turn."
The wooden man didn't say a word, only to see the wind blowing under his feet, and once again the afterimage appeared, and the cone-shaped spiritual power thrust out, flashing past at the speed of thunder, with an unstoppable force.
The momentum rushed towards Wang Yi.
At this moment, Wang Yi's expression became solemn, and the cone-shaped spiritual power in his right hand also gathered. He used the shadow-following footwork and rushed away with an aura that was like a ghost and a ghost.
"Boom" The two cone-shaped spiritual powers collided, and a dazzling white light suddenly erupted in this strange space, followed by a violent roar. This violent roar echoed around, and it was completely silent.
In this void, there was also that shocking impact that set off a stormy air wave.
At this moment, this strange space seemed to be collapsing layer by layer. Wang Yi and the wooden man were even more violently retreating. At this time, Wang Yi's hair was messy, there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were even more revealing.
He looked horrified. He did not expect that the power of this wooden man's cone-shaped spiritual power was as powerful as his own.
At this time, Wang Yi's expression was extremely solemn, and his eyebrows were squeezed into a Sichuan shape. He condensed a layer of spiritual power on his left hand, faced the wooden man from the air, and suddenly grabbed it.
The wooden man meters away was shocked and floated towards Wang Yi strangely.
But this wooden man was even more clever. Instead, he used this power to stab Wang Yi with his cone-shaped spiritual power again.
Wang Yi saw something was wrong, and silently recited the formula in his mouth, and suddenly disappeared into the nothingness like a wisp of cloud and smoke. The dull wooden man was also stunned for a moment, and looked around, he was turning around.
When he raised his head, he made a clicking sound, and his movements were stiff and slow.
Wang Yi, who was sinking into the ground, also looked shocked. In this strange space, there was no soil and it was still black, as if it had been sealed for thousands of years, airtight and lifeless.
At this moment, a figure shot out of the air and suddenly appeared behind the wooden man. In an instant, the cone-shaped spiritual power in Wang Yi's hand made a chirping sound, waiting for the wooden man to react.
By then, it was already too late.
"Bang" the wooden man exploded again, turning into countless pieces of wood flying across this strange space.
At this time, the ancient mirror placed in the center was once again emitting that dazzling golden light. Wang Yi had long noticed the strangeness of this ancient mirror, and once again walked towards the ancient mirror step by step, the cone-shaped spiritual power on his right hand reappeared.
, thrust out suddenly, but it still penetrated through without any trace of fragmentation.
Immediately afterwards, another staircase was erected in front of Wang Yi. At this moment, Wang Yi's expression was extremely serious. He tapped the ring, took out a few pills, ate them, and immediately felt a tingling sensation.
The warm current flows freely in the body, which is extremely comfortable, and the spiritual power and blood have returned to their optimal state.
"If I'm not wrong, the wooden man on the upper level has mastered my Earth Technique and the ability to retrieve objects from the air. Now I still have two useless tricks. One is Shadow Splitting, and the other is Fire Ming Jue.
He seems to be passive, but in fact he has completely taken the initiative. He has this ancient mirror and can fight unscrupulously, but I have to take care of everything!
What would happen if he learned all my tricks?" Wang Yi said to himself in confusion.
After thinking for a moment, he trembled all over and thought, "Is that the last battle? At that time, he was equivalent to another me. As long as I can defeat myself, I can win! Haha, I
Understood!"
At this time, Wang Yi's eyes were dark, and a strong fighting spirit appeared in his eyes. After thinking about all this, his expression became indifferent again at this moment, and he walked up the stairs step by step.
