Volume 3 Chapter 706 The Eighth Floor of Donghuang Tower
After understanding the path of future cultivation, I found that the barbarians and the immortals are different but the end point is the same. In other words, this is the common end point of every ethnic group in the universe.
On this road, Su Ming knew that he was just taking the first step. He didn't know if one day he would really reach the level of Lie Shanxiu, or if he would surpass it.
But he had a firm heart and persistent thoughts. He told himself that he must go to the limit of his ability, because he wanted to know why he was born a dead baby, wanted to know whether he had parents, and wanted to
Know whether you have any clansmen or not, and where your home is.
I want to save the voice that has been whispering in my ears for many years, the weak female voice calling me my brother.
And all of this requires Su Ming to control his own destiny and become a strong man in the starry sky, so that he can explore and achieve them one by one.
If you can't become a truly strong person, everything... can only be like an ant, with the fate decided by others.
"Absolutely!!" Su Ming clenched his fists, took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and he slowly regained his composure after a while. He looked at the golden sword with a subtle blue glow in front of him.
, suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of life cultivation in his body. This breath of life went straight to the sword. The moment it touched, the killing sword immediately trembled violently, and bursts of sharp hissing came from it.
Weak outgoing.
While the roar echoed, Su Ming raised his right hand to grab the hilt of the killing sword. He stood up from his cross-legged position, placed the sword flat on his chest, raised his left hand with two fingers, pressed it against the sword body and approached it.
After the position of the handle, slowly, wipe it towards the tip of the sword.
His movements were slow and unhurried, but there was a huge will permeating the air. As he wiped away with his two fingers, the sword began to tremble and struggle violently. But when Su Ming snorted coldly, the sword body that his two fingers passed immediately stopped.
He trembled again, until when his two fingers completely brushed the entire blade of the sword, even the hissing sound suddenly came.
"If a sword is not held in the hand, how can it be called a sword?" Su Ming flicked his fingers on the tip of the sword, and a crisp sword sound suddenly reverberated, and the sound echoed in the Donghuang Tower and spread out.
A overwhelming sense of killing.
Holding a sword in his right hand, Su Ming danced slowly on the first floor of the East Wilderness Tower. As his arm waved, the sword light flashed. Sword flowers appeared one after another, and a cold chill spread.
It seemed like a slow move. But if there were outsiders here now, they would definitely be shocked when they saw the scene of Su Ming wielding the sword.
Because at this moment, Su Ming's concentration seemed to be integrated with the sword, or to be precise, the sword merged with Su Ming, reaching a state where man and sword became one.
After a moment, Su Ming turned the killing sword in his hand and stabbed the ground with the sword. A majestic momentum and will poured into the sword under this stab, just like the previous dance process.
Just to launch this stab now!
This caused the sword to emit a large amount of evil energy, and it was about to approach the earth. The sword's blade emitted a fierce sword cry, and it started to tremble. It seemed that it wanted to struggle in Su Ming's hand, but was unable to do so.
Seeing that the sword was about to pierce the ground, but the moment the sword tip touched the ground, Su Ming's hand suddenly paused. With this strike, if it contained a full-strength blow, he fell to the ground at the moment he was about to strike.
Volume. will produce a huge backlash, but now this backlash is not concentrated on Su Ming, but is involved in the sword.
Su Ming's hair was flying, his face was indifferent, and his expression was calm. The sword in his right hand was only half an inch away from the ground. His eyes were cold. At this moment, he was filled with a coldness as cold as a killing sword.
As the sword trembled, a shrill sword cry was faintly emitted. The sword's body trembled even more violently, as if it could collapse at any time. All of Su Ming's power was concentrated, and it should have been released to blast into the earth, but it was not released.
Instead, it erupts within the sword body, which causes great damage to the sword and can even impact the sword spirit.
The art of sword refining was the method Su Ming found to refine a sword after acquiring the method of using the sword from Hong Luo's inheritance.
Just like what he did just now, it was just one of them. During this year, Su Ming used some of these methods to suppress the sword while constantly refining it.
"You, please worship me." Su Ming spoke slowly.
After a brief silence, Su Ming's answer was that a sharp sound came from the sword that was unwilling to give in. It was the roar of the sword spirit.
"This year, I will ask you the same words every month. My patience is limited." Su Ming said calmly, picked up the killing sword and shook it. The ripples of the sword immediately echoed. As Su Ming let go, he
He raised his right hand to pinch, and placed it between his eyebrows. Immediately, a black energy transformed from his eyebrows. The black energy turned into a ferocious grimace, like a roar, rushed out of Su Ming's eyebrows, and disappeared into the killing sword.
"The evil spirit clan's skills learned from the eight-story stone statue have their own unique features." Su Ming murmured to himself, raised his left hand and clenched his fist, and suddenly pressed it towards the earth. With this press,
Immediately, the golden light on the ground dispersed, and a wave of earth energy seemed to pour into the East Wilderness Tower, covering Su Ming's left hand, making Su Ming's left hand immediately wither, looking as if it were all skin and bones, and at the same time, it was surrounded by white light.
Looking at his left hand that was filled with white light and was like a bone, Su Ming grabbed the killing sword. The moment he touched the killing sword, the killing sword let out a shrill scream, but he saw that Su Ming's left hand quickly recovered, as if
Some strange power was absorbed from the killing sword, causing his left hand to return to normal.
But the killing sword's spirituality was obviously much weaker.
"The magical power of the Mixi tribe is used to refine one's own body with spirit." Su Ming showed a smile on his face, flicked his sleeves, and immediately a large amount of golden aura suddenly poured in, wrapping around the sword and surrounding it.
Go and continue to suppress it.
After glancing at the killing sword, Su Ming withdrew his gaze, raised his head, and looked at the tower wall above. A gleam of light gradually appeared in his eyes.
"It's time to break into this tower again. This time, I should be able to do it." Su Ming took a deep breath, walked a few steps, and stood in the center of the first floor of the East Wilderness Tower. Standing there, Su Ming closed his eyes.
He closed his eyes, calmed his mind, let his mind relax, and gradually merged with the surroundings. Suddenly, the golden lights all around him gathered together, surrounding Su Ming. Under the rapid rotation, a piece of golden light flashed dazzlingly,
In an instant, Su Ming's figure disappeared.
On the second floor, the third floor, and up to the eighth floor of the East Wilderness Tower, this kind of light kept appearing. Especially on the eighth floor, the golden light filled the air. Su Ming's body slowly appeared on the ground in the center. After a moment,
, when his body was completely clear, Su Ming opened his eyes.
In this year, the main reason why he was able to control more and more of the golden lights on the first level was because during this year, Su Ming passed through the first seven levels and entered the eighth level.
within the layer.
Every time he passed through a floor, he would be more closely connected with the East Wilderness Tower, so he could absorb more. With Su Ming's cultivation, he could have passed through more floors, but when he was on the third floor
After he paused for a moment, he gave up the idea of rushing through quickly.
At this moment, he stood in the center of the eighth floor, taking a deep breath, and his eyes showed a trace of persistence.
He had passed through the seventh floor three months ago and entered the eighth floor, but it was only now that he was confident that he could pass through and enter the ninth floor.
"I didn't expect that this eighth-level test would actually stop me for three months." Su Ming shook his head. This was something he had not thought of at the beginning, and even he himself found it incredible.
Su Ming raised his feet and took a step forward. After walking out of the central position, the world in front of him immediately changed. Yellow sand filled the sky, and the hot sunlight seemed to burn the earth. In front of him, there were four huge stone men.
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These four stone figures stand on the ground, each one nearly a hundred feet tall, looming in the wind and sand, giving off a sense of prehistoric times.
"Eastern Wilderness Tower...from the second floor until now, it has obviously given two different ways to get through. The first one is to blast away directly and continue to move forward.
The second is to integrate it. After integrating it, you can naturally step into the next level.
Destroying these four stone statues is in line with the first method, and you can directly pass through the eighth floor. However... if I wanted to do this, I could have made this choice three months ago." Su Ming's eyes flashed and he arrived.
Under the first stone statue, after looking at it silently for a long time, he sat cross-legged in front of the stone statue, and made seals with his hands. Immediately, the life cultivation aura in his body dissipated, and the barbaric flesh and blood all over his body gave off bursts of barbarian aura.
Under the aura of this barbarian, the eyes of the first stone statue suddenly opened, and his eyes seemed to fall on Su Ming. After a moment, Su Ming stood up and walked towards the second stone statue, where he looked
After a moment, he stepped towards the ground, and immediately there was no barbarian aura in his body. A pure fairy aura spread from his body, causing the second stone statue to open its eyes.
The third statue had a ferocious face. It looked fierce. There was a protruding devilish face between the eyebrows of the stone statue. Su Ming stood under the third stone statue. He raised his right hand and pointed at the center of his eyebrows.
Suddenly, black energy filled his brows, and an evil spirit appeared. The third stone statue immediately opened its eyes and looked at Su Ming.
After a moment, Su Ming raised his left hand next to the fourth stone statue. His left hand was surrounded by white light. The hand inside the white light had turned into withered bones, giving off a strange and demonic light.
"Four stone statues, Barbarian Clan, Immortal Clan, Evil Spirit Clan, Mixi Clan. I have mastered the preliminary skills and practices of the four groups. Open the eighth floor of the East Barren Tower!" Su Ming flicked his left hand, and immediately the four groups
The stone statue suddenly blurred, and when everything became clear, Su Ming was standing in the center of the ninth floor of the East Wilderness Tower.
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