The loud noise of the heavy object falling to the ground suddenly sounded. Zhou Yi fell hard to the ground, almost smashing the ground composed purely of spiritual power. Then he rolled more than ten times before he could stop and lay on his back not far away.
The atmosphere is sluggish.
Looking at Zhou Yi, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, Su Qi's beautiful eyes, which were held by Zhuo Wen, suddenly flashed, and a look of deep fear appeared in the depths of her eyes.
Zhou Yi's mental power has reached the peak of the third-grade Dacheng, and his strength is much stronger than hers. However, he did not expect that he could be easily defeated by the young man in front of him. Su Qi finally understood how terrifying the young man in front of her was.
"Don't kill me. I'm willing to exchange everything in my Qiankun Bag. Please don't kill me!" Feeling the growing force on her neck, Su Qi finally couldn't help but scream in fear.
"Oh?" Zhuo Wen was startled, and then continued: "After killing you, the Qiankun Bag will naturally be mine. Do you think I still need to let you go?"
"Our Qiankun Bag is different from ordinary people. On the surface, it has restrictions set by my master, Master Huoyun. No one can unlock this restriction except myself." Su Qi said in a trembling voice.
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and reached out to take the Qiankun bag around Su Qi's waist. Sure enough, he found that there was an invisible layer of restrictions on the surface of the Qiankun bag. He could feel that this restriction was very strong.
, even he might have a hard time breaking it open.
Throwing away the Qiankun bag in his hand, Zhuo Wen said jokingly: "Even the Qiankun bag is restricted by a fourth-grade arcanist himself. I'm afraid there is something different in it? Tell me, if you can satisfy me, I will
Let you go."
Looking at the cold-eyed young man in front of her, Su Qi couldn't help but tremble in her throat, and said tremblingly: "The Qiankun Bag contains a kind of inherited and mysterious skills of our Anding City Arcane Arts Guild. You also know the value of this inherited and mysterious skills, right?"
!That thing should be enough to buy my life back!"
When Zhuo Wen heard this, his expression was stern. He had naturally heard about the inheritance of spiritual mystic skills. The spiritual mystical skills are extremely precious things. Many arcanists may not be able to obtain a spiritual mystical skill in their lifetime, but if they want to obtain the spiritual mystic skills,
Then you can only rely on big forces.
Because most spiritual mystical skills are monopolized and owned by big forces, ordinary spiritual mystical skills are quite common. For example, the "Golden Light Sword" that Zhuo Wen obtained from the old man Black Sage is an ordinary spiritual mystical skill.
An exquisite mystical skill, the power is quite average.
Since there are three, six or nine levels of skills, the mystic skills naturally also have levels. As far as Zhuo Wen knows so far, the mystic skills are roughly divided into ordinary, inherited, legendary and epic, and each level is divided into low-grade, medium-grade and high-grade.
These three levels.
If we make a strict estimate, the "Golden Light Sword" of the old Black Sage should only be regarded as an ordinary mid-level spiritual skill. The "Golden Light Sword" had some effect on Zhuo Wen at the beginning, but as Zhuo Wen strengthened, the "Golden Light Sword"
"Golden Light Sword" is of no use to Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen also didn't expect that Su Qi's Qiankun bag would actually contain inheritance-level spiritual skills. This surprised Zhuo Wen, and at the same time, he also felt a sense of joy in his heart. If there could be a kind of inheritance-level magic skills, Zhuo Wen's strength would probably be
It's about to reach another level.
"If it is really the inherited magic skill, I will not kill you." His eyes flickered, he put down Su Qi, Zhuo Wen handed the Qiankun bag to Su Qi and said calmly.
Bai Qi bit her lower lip tightly, and Su Qi sighed slightly. She knew that she had no other choice now. If she didn't compromise, she would only die.
Thinking of this, Su Qi made a Seal Jue with both hands, then bit her thumb with her silver teeth, and cherry-red blood dripped into the Qiankun bag. Then she hit the Seal Jue in her hand into the blood, and then a buzzing sound sounded.
, the restrictions on the surface of the Qiankun Bag suddenly broke open like a tide.
"Here you go!" Su Qi gritted her teeth and threw the Qiankun bag to Zhuo Wen.
After taking the Qiankun Bag, Zhuo Wen immediately scanned it with his mental power, and found a lot of third-grade Yuan Jing and a third-grade Yuan Array inside. This actually surprised Zhuo Wen.
The value of everything has a price but no market. Su Qi actually placed so many of them in the Qiankun Bag. It seems to be worth a lot of money.
But what surprised Zhuo Wen was one of the third-grade Yuan Arrays. The third-grade Yuan Array was much more valuable than the third-grade Yuan Jing. If it were auctioned in an auction house, it would probably sell for tens of thousands of Emperor Yuan Dan!
Looking away from the third-grade Yuan Jing, Zhuo Wen noticed an inconspicuous jade slip in the corner inside. As soon as his mind moved, Zhuo Wen took the jade slip in his hand, closed his eyes slightly and directly used his mental power.
Exploring into the jade slip.
After a while, Zhuo Wen opened his eyes, with a hint of eager joy in his eyes. What was recorded in this jade slip was indeed an inherited spiritual skill, called the "Creation Array of Life and Creation", which uses powerful mental power to move along a fixed path.
The trajectories intertwined into a formation. This formation can be used both offensively and defensively, but it is quite useful.
"Sure enough, it's an inherited secret skill!" Zhuo Wen said with a smile on his face, quite cheerfully.
"Then you can let me go!" Seeing Zhuo Wen's happy expression, Su Qi carefully looked at Zhuo Wen and said cautiously.
"You can rest assured that although I, Zhuo Wen, am not a good person, at least I know how to trust! Since you have already paid for the inherited essence skills, I will naturally not kill you!"
Glancing at Su Qi who was lying limply on the ground, Zhuo Wen took Su Qi's Qiankun bag and walked directly towards the steps.
However, after passing by Zhou Yi who was like a dead dog, Zhuo Wen accepted the latter's Qiankun bag without any politeness, and at the same time gave Zhou Yi a kick, causing Zhou Yi to roll his eyes wildly and almost uttered a blank.
Foamed.
When he came to the stairs, Zhuo Wen's mind moved, and the five spiritual powers turned into a spiritual barrier like a turtle shell around him again, covering Zhuo Wen tightly. Then he stepped out suddenly and disappeared directly on the first step.
On the fifth floor of the stairs.
Wiping away the cold sweat on her forehead, Su Qi looked at the disappeared figure with complicated eyes, and said rather bitterly: "I originally thought that only the eldest brother who could enter the sixth level would be able to reach the third level of perfection, but now there is no one.
I think that Zhuo Wen, who no one cared about at first, actually has such great strength and can enter the sixth level."
"Zhuo Wen, who suddenly appeared, is definitely Big Brother's rival! However, Big Brother will not lose. After all, he still has that thing in hand, so there should be no problem entering the eighth floor." At this point, Su Qi's pretty face changed.
I regained a little confidence, after all, Su Yang still had a trump card that he hadn't used yet!
…
In the VIP seats, everyone focused their attention on the Magic Mantra Tower. When a spot of light suddenly appeared on the sixth floor of the Magic Mantra Tower, everyone immediately made an uproar.
"Finally, someone has entered the sixth floor. I didn't expect to reach the sixth floor so quickly. It has the pressure of the third-grade Dzogchen level!"
"The strongest among the players this time is Su Yang. I'm afraid the first one to enter the sixth level should be Su Yang!"
When the uproar at the VIP table continued, Master Kuya, Qiu Chou and others had their faces as dark as water, and just stared at the changes in the mantra tower silently. Although they were very unhappy with Master Huoyun, Su Yang was indeed very unhappy.
With strength, even they would not deny that Su Yang should be the first to enter the sixth level.
Master Huo Yun also showed a proud look on his face. As Su Yang's master, he knew that Su Yang's true strength had reached the third level of Dzogchen. He had been hiding his strength before. Master Huo Yun believed that with Su Yang's third level of Dzogchen,
With his strength, he should be able to forcefully enter the seventh floor.
As for the eighth floor, I am afraid that it would be difficult for Su Yang to reach it even if he goes against the sky, but Master Huoyun is not worried at all, because Su Yang still has a trump card that he has not used, and this trump card is naturally dedicated to the eighth floor.
prepared by the layer.
"Someone has entered the sixth floor again, look!"
Suddenly, an urgent exclamation sounded from the VIP table again. Upon hearing this, Master Huoyun suddenly turned his head and saw two light spots on the sixth floor.
"There is actually someone who has the strength to enter the sixth floor. With Su Qi's strength, it should be impossible for him to enter the sixth floor! I'm afraid that person should be Zhou Yi from Yeyang City! But with Zhou Yi's third-grade Dacheng peak strength, I'm afraid,
We can only stop at the sixth floor."
Having said this, Master Huoyun suddenly glanced at the fifth floor intentionally or unintentionally, and sneered secretly: "As for Zhuo Wen, even if he is against the sky, he only has the strength of a third-grade Xiaocheng, and he can only enter the fifth floor at most.
"
"Seventh floor... this person is so strong! He didn't stay on the sixth floor for very long and actually went straight to the seventh floor!"
Another exclamation suddenly resounded throughout the VIP seats, and then everyone looked at the dazzling bright spot on the seventh floor of the Mantra Tower with incredulous expressions.
…
On the sixth floor of the Mantra Tower, the mental pressure inside was so thick that it was almost suffocating. As soon as he entered it, the mental barrier on Zhuo Wen's body was overwhelmed by the tide of mental pressure around him, almost becoming unstable and collapsing.
"The sixth level is really abnormal! This level of mental coercion has probably reached the level of third-level perfection. Even the mental barrier composed of five spiritual powers is almost unable to hold it."
Quickly stabilizing the spiritual barriers around him, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but sigh, but what made Zhuo Wen happy was that the power of perception on the sixth level was even thicker, and the power of perception that continued like a stream flowing into a river was driven crazy by Zhuo Wen
As he absorbed it, the mental power in his Niwan Palace also began to transform.
While feeling the power of insights that were constantly gathering around him, Zhuo Wen looked around, but he didn't find Su Yang's figure, and his brows couldn't help but frown slightly.
"He's not on the sixth floor. Could it be that Su Yang used the time just now to directly enter the seventh floor from the sixth floor? Has his strength reached the third level of perfection?"