Chapter 7175

"Do you really know the art of Dayan?"

Zhou Yu's rhetorical question is choked by Wu Jizi.

As far as practitioners are concerned, the method of Shu Suan is often related to the natural factors, which is very mysterious. Such a sect is rare in the whole world, because too much disclosure of the natural factors is harmful to their own cultivation.

Therefore, many powerful practitioners, even if they know how to calculate, are not willing to use it easily.

However, the method of calculation, with its infinite charm, attracts many practitioners to study.

After all, you can anticipate the enemy's opportunity. For example, if you have an enemy who has gone through a natural calamity, and you can calculate the date before and after he went through a natural calamity, then you can hit him at the key.

But the method of calculation is something that practitioners can easily master.

After a moment's silence, inorganic son continued to spread his voice into the secret and said, "brother Zhou, my Dayan skill was passed on to me by my elder martial brother wumianzi recently, so you can rest assured!"

"No son? I heard that he has come to participate in this trial. I really want to have a few moves with him! "

Inorganics in the heart turned his mouth, of course, he can't show this expression on the face.

The battle behind is more and more bloody. At the beginning, the area to decide the victory or defeat brings a lot of pressure to those slow action practitioners.

Wujizi even yelled, adding oil and vinegar. If before the trial space shrinks, there are still regional practitioners who don't decide whether to win or lose, he will still work with Zhou Yu and personally "send" those grinders out of the trial space!

Few people dare to refute this kind of hegemonic clause in the powerful world.

The former self-cultivation practitioners also urged their spiritual power to seriously put into the battle, so the bloody scenes increased.

Of course, ye Qian did not know that his spiritual incarnation was falling into a vast "ocean" at the moment.

After the Jingyang Bell's prohibition broke through, it was not the five elements prohibition that ye Qian expected.

In order to increase the power of magic weapons or to prevent people from prying into the internal structure of magic weapons, the caster will add five elements prohibition to them.

As long as you touch it at will, it is likely to bring about the self destruction of magic weapons.

But what he saw was a vast sea, which was made up of chaotic mental power.

In the middle of the sea stands a six story stone tower.

The gray stone pagoda looked very strange. Ye Qian had not swam across the sea. He just looked at it and felt a cold sweat all over his body.

Struggling to swim across the ocean, ye Qian's heart silently remember ten incense time, has been less than three incense!

Third of all, we have to seize the time in the future.

Just on the stone tower, ye Qian saw a stone tablet at the gate of the stone tower.

It's just that what is written above is a kind of folk script in ancient times, and ye Qian only knows a few words.

Roughly speaking, the stone pagoda is dangerous and the core of Jingyang bell. It advises practitioners not to set foot in the clouds.

Ye Qian sneered in his heart. These forefathers who worship and practice magic weapons like to pretend to be gods and ghosts. Can these nonsense words scare Ye Qian away?

Then his courage can only be said to be paper paste!

Ye Qian bypassed the stele and pushed it away

Ye Qian moved a space, one foot on the forehead of the king of the north of the town, one step at a time, one punch on the lamp body, and it was blown to pieces.

The king of Zhenbei, lying on the ground, was convulsed, and his wounds, big and small, burst out at the same time. Finally, together with the whip, he turned into dust.

Ye Qian moved in his heart, pinched his hands, and sucked the dust like spiritual power into his body.

Sure enough, these are extremely pure mental power. Some of the memories of the king of Zhenbei attached to them are not forbidden. He can easily read them.

After the cultivation of banzhuxiang, ye qiancai slowly opened his eyes.

Who would have thought that the enemies killed by Jingyang bell had not been destroyed at all.

A part of their mental power, just like the king of Zhenbei in front of them, turned into a projection of their own mental power and was suppressed in the Jingyang bell.

Zhenbei Wang was a general before Nanzhou. Later, he got the skill of cultivating truth by chance. He practiced all the way to the level of peeping Tao. He called himself Zhenbei Wang and built a palace in Nanzhou. He was happy.

Because of some worldly past debts, he was forced to a dead end by his enemies.

He was beaten to death by the master of Jingyang bell at that time, a practitioner who peeped into the eight fold Taoist realm. His whole body turned to ashes in the Jingyang bell.

Ye Qian narrowed his eyes. At this time, the stairs from the first floor to the second floor of the stone tower appeared, but ye Qian didn't rush to the second floor.

This stone tower seems to be the core part of Jingyang clock, but he has never heard of a magic weapon that can consciously imprison the enemy's mental power and distract him.

Moreover, from the fragmentary memories of Zhenbei Wang, since he was suppressed, he has never seen the outside world or come out of the stone tower.This shows that even the owner of Jingyang clock is not clear about the use of this function.

After absorbing the memory fragments of Zhenbei king and those spiritual fragments, ye Qian did not get much benefit.

Especially when he thought that he didn't see through the life gate of the king of Zhenbei at the beginning, and he foolishly fought with the king of Zhenbei with precious mental force, he wanted to give himself two big mouths.

Purple skirt girl's words at this time from the bottom of my heart came out, this Jingyang clock inside, may really have their own chance.

Zhutian Wanjie is also very particular about the theory of chance. There are often some people who are not sure where they are. They walk and fall into the pit full of treasure.

Ye Qian didn't believe it. He would recite it like that.

Calculate the time. There's still about five incense sticks left. Let's go up to the next floor and have a look.

With this idea in mind, ye qiancai step by step stepped onto the second floor of the stone tower.

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