Chapter 36

The eighth floor of treasure house.

Holding his body steady, Xiao Yang turns his eyes and finds Xiao Ling and Xiao Feng who are selecting items.

"Xiao Yang?" Seeing the figure suddenly appeared, Xiao Feng couldn't help but be stunned: "aren't you a sixth level Lingtu? The eighth level's prestige is so strong. How did you get up?"

"That's it." Xiao Yang smiles.

"Brother Xiao Feng, don't look down on him. This guy has three more years of spiritual power training period than ordinary spiritual disciples." Patting Xiao Feng on the shoulder, Xiao Ling began to laugh.

Among the younger generation of the Xiao family, Xiao Ling and others are the most aware of Xiao Yang's strength. Every time the former goes into the mountain, they have to say hello to them. They are personally aware of how Xiao Yang's strength has been enhanced.

"You're going to hit the ninth floor?"

Xiao Leng raised his head and looked at the stairs on the ninth floor. His eyes twinkled slightly. The last floor was not so good.

"How do you know if you don't try? Besides, someone is still waiting for me on it."

Xiao Yang chuckled and moved slowly. As soon as he stepped on the stairs, he was overwhelmed by a vast aura, which made his breath stop.

"No wonder no one has been able to go up to the Ninth level. The prestige is no less than that of a Lingshi."

Murmuring in a low voice, Xiao Yang's heart moved, and the spiritual power in the spirit gate rose and rushed to his legs. Immediately, under the solemn gaze of Xiao Ling and Xiao Feng, he stepped heavily on it.

"Dong!"

After a little breath, Xiao Yang raised his feet again. Every time he fell, he would leave a deep footprint on the wooden steps.

"It's true Xiao Feng's mouth opened slightly and his eyes were startled.

Treasure house, ninth floor.

Similar to the first eight floors, the ninth floor is also divided into four rooms, each of which represents different items, but the rarity of items is like a world of difference.

"In this room, all of them are Lingjing?"

Xiao Yang looks at dozens of spirit crystals floating in one of the rooms, and can't help but take a breath of cool air. It's spirit crystals. More importantly, there are so many!

Despite the shock, it is still within the scope of Xiao Yang's tolerance. The details of a family in the past ten years should not be underestimated.

In the second room, there are dozens of elixirs, and even second grade elixirs. However, like Lingjing, these things are dispensable to Xiao Yang.

Entering the third room, there are more than a dozen suspended transparent glass balls. In each glass ball, there is a spirit beast sleeping, and the lowest rank is the medium censor!

"Lava wolf?"

Xiao Yang's vision, congealed in one of the glass ball, one of them, a fire wolf curled up, its back, like a piece of solidified magma, very hard.

"What's going on?" Mo Shi's figure appeared, and he said with a smile: "lava wolf, a medium censor level spirit beast, has great potential. If you can control the spirit lava volcano, you can fight with the higher censor level spirit beast. It's really a good choice for the second spirit gate."

"However, before you become a spiritualist, it is useless to you. Moreover, if you are willing to believe me, after you break through the spiritualist, I will give you a precious gift. Its value will satisfy you."

Smelling speech, Xiao Yang's eyes twinkled slightly. After a while, he finally withdrew his eyes.

"Seriously?" Xiao Yang looks at Mo Shi with a trace of cunning in his eyes.

"Believe it or not." With a snort, Mo Shi didn't enter the spirit world stone and didn't want to pay any attention to Xiao Yang.

With a smile from the bottom of my heart, Mo Shi's protection, let alone a lava wolf, can hardly be compared with the whole treasure house. The emperor of medicine is the best proof.

Restrain the little joy in his heart, Xiao Yang walks out slowly and looks at the last room. In his eyes, the cold is surging. Bai Li, the guy, should be in it.

"No?"

Entering the last room, Xiao Yang's eyebrows wrinkled without any trace. Where he could see, there were only a dozen floating light groups, no white figure.

After a few steps, he just stood in the middle of the room. At this time, behind Xiao Yang, a funny laugh suddenly rang.

"I finally got the chance."

Leaning on the doorframe, Bai Li smiles at Xiao Yang in the room. His eyes are like a cat playing with mice.

"Well, do you want to kneel down and beg for mercy? As long as you put your head out of the window and shout that Xiao lie is a waste, today, I'll let you go, OK?"

Looking at Bai Li with a smile in his eyes, Xiao Yang lifted his hand lightly. A fiery array of Dharma suddenly appeared in the air. In an instant, a small red flame flashed out of it.

"You will pay for what you just said."

Xiao Yang's lips gently opened, with a chill in his voice.

"Is it?"

Bai Li's palm flicked lightly, and nearly Zhang Xu's huge floating thunder marten stopped in the air. The broad Marten's wings were shining with dazzling thunder."I'd like to know how to defeat my thunder marten with your sixth level flame fox."

's Eyeliner hung down, Xiao Yang nodded toward the red flame.

All of a sudden, the enlightened red flame gave out a sharp low sound, separated from the fox's confused state. The beautiful white fur was mixed between the swinging Fox's tail.

"Seven level higher apostle level spirit beast, blazing fox?"

The pupil slightly shrank for a while, white from immediately smile: "originally your original life spirit beast, changed, also right, anyone who get a such waste spirit beast, will do the same thing, but you really think, with this blazing fox, can fight against my floating thunder mink?"

The power of spirit in the treasure Pavilion brought great benefits to Xiao Yang. The power of spirit, which was constantly oppressed, increased rapidly, and made him reach the seventh level.

Listen to Bai Li's self righteous speculation, Xiao Yang just a smile, without the slightest emotion of the voice, is spread out: "red flame, tear it."

"See who rips who!"

Bai Li's face was ferocious in a moment. With a little finger, the flying thunder mink flew out quickly. In a moment, he came to the red flame, carrying thunder light's mink claw, and cut it mercilessly.

Crack thunder claw!

Feel the strength of the offensive, red flame also played the spirit of 12 points, hot flame around the claws, hard up swing, two red awn, suddenly in the air.

Bang!

Out of proportion, the two figures shake together, then abruptly separate and retreat.

"Hiss!"

With a hissing sound, the flying thunder marten quickly turns its body shape, and then suddenly spins up. The violent lightning energy condenses in front of its body, forming an energy marten of the same size.

"Let's use this move to get rid of you."

White from the voice, gently spread, as if has announced the death penalty of red flame.