Chapter 1078

The spirit puppet heard Qiu Yun's cold voice ring out behind him. Rao Shi didn't have much wisdom as a puppet. At this time, he shivered.

After the previous hard blow, now there is no energy in its body to use, and it doesn't even have half of its combat effectiveness.

If it hits Qiu Yun again and shoots into the roaring Black Sun in front of it, it will have to peel off even if it doesn't die.

Turning to this, the ghost puppet's already dark blood eyes flickered rapidly, and a thick color of struggle passed between the surging blood light.

Originally, when Qiu Yun first came here, the spirit puppet saw that Qiu Yun had only the cultivation of the third-order martial arts. He thought that all the third-order martial arts came here to test were under his hands, so he didn't pay attention to Qiu Yun and thought he would eat Qiu Yun.

However, at this moment, Qiu Yun, who originally thought he was determined to eat, defeated him, and his life was still slaughtered by Qiu Yun.

This is quite different from the imagined fact, so that it can't open its mouth if it wants to beg for mercy at this time, so it falls into a struggle.

The color of struggle in the blood eyes lasted for a moment, and was forcibly wiped out by the spirit puppet who tightly bit his teeth, and replaced by a soft touch.

Obviously, the spirit puppet chose the latter between love and life.

So facing Qiu Yun who was full of killing intention behind him, the spirit puppet roared: "boy, you have passed this level, and you still don't stop!"

"Dream."

Qiu Yun's cold laughter spread. If he was defeated at this time, the spirit puppet would kill him without hesitation, so naturally he would not spare the spirit puppet.

Since the spirit puppet is going to kill him, don't blame his men for being merciless.

Qiu Yun's killing intention was established, so there was no longer any delay. The vast fighting spirit rushed out and condensed in the palm like crystal. He stepped out step by step, and the strong palm wind beat it out, which was accurately printed on the back heart of the spirit puppet.

Boom!

The low explosion rang out, and the armor in the heart of the spirit puppet collapsed, and its body shape was thrown forward.

"Boy, if I don't die, I will kill you." At the moment when Qiu Yun photographed his body into the black sun, lingguisen's cold voice spread, and then it was swallowed by the black sun. There was a sad cry from it.

"Even if you don't die, you have to take off a layer of skin, so you don't have a chance to kill me." Qiu Yun said in a cold voice and dodged away from the black sun. He didn't relax and stared at the black sun.

His palm was filled with black light. If the spirit puppet had not been killed by the black sun, he had to go up and mend the knife immediately.

Boom!

In his sharp eyes like a knife, the Black Sun soared for a while, and finally collapsed at the edge of the battle platform. The black light surged and a bloody figure fell from it.

Qiu Yun saw that the figure of the spirit puppet had been separated, and the runes on it had been destroyed. He knew that the spirit puppet had been completely scrapped, and his tight figure relaxed.

"Buzz!"

Staring at the broken figure of the spirit puppet, Qiu Yun's eyes flashed and his palms fought. The scrapped spirit puppet was blown up and fell into the 99 skeletons outside the battle platform.

"This is just enough."

Qiu Yun smiled indifferently. Naturally, he would not have the slightest sympathy for the spirit puppet who wanted to kill himself.

"This guy doesn't know to spare his life."

Qiu Zhen shook his head regretfully, but it took a lot of ghost to destroy it.

After regretting, ghost Qingliu expressed his appreciation. The spirit puppet's combat effectiveness is very strong and can almost compete with the sixth level warrior, but Qiu Yun defeated it with the cultivation of the third level warrior.

This combat effectiveness is not strong.

On that side, Xia Feng's cheek was slightly hot. He thought Qiu Yun would suffer enough even if he could pass this level, but the facts let him know that he was very wrong.

That guy's strength can't be guessed by common sense.

Xia Feng sighed in his heart. Looking at the eighth floor of the ninth purgatory, he seemed to think of something. He looked jokingly at Qiu Yun's place and said with a smile: "even if he is strong, the eighth level can make him suffer."

Ghost Qingliu was stunned when he heard the speech and nodded deeply. The tester of the eighth level can be called the invincible God of war

"Then he has good fruit to eat." Ghost Qing's heart mourned for Qiu Yun, and then he took out a piece of Rune paper and threw it out. This is naturally the pedal to send Qiu Yun to the eighth floor of purgatory on the ninth floor.

The rune paper shuttled through the void and soon came to the platform where the seventh pass was located. Qiu Yun, who was on the platform, copied it in his hand.

He copied the rune paper in his hand. Qiu Yun just looked at it and put it away. He sat down. He had consumed too much fighting spirit before fighting with the spirit puppet. He had to recover it and go to the eighth level at his peak.

After all, the test of the seventh level made him suffer, not to mention the more difficult eighth level?

Therefore, he must go all out, or he may break in the eighth level, and he will come to a tragic end. Obviously, he can't bear the heavy price.

In the corner of the ninth floor purgatory, Qiu Yun is paying attention to the ghost and chivalrous wind. His eyes are slightly bright. He is careful to make the Wannian ship. Qiu Yun's cautious move is wise.

On the battle platform, Qiu Yun, who was sitting on the ground, formed a cultivation seal. There was a faint fighting spirit in the light red sky around him.

The fighting spirit floated down and brought up the whistling wind. Countless strands of pores from his body would drill in, flow along the meridians, and finally refine for him and save them in the Dantian in his lower abdomen.

The intake of fighting spirit lasted for more than ten minutes. Qiu Yun felt a sense of fullness from the Dantian, which was the result of the complete recovery of fighting spirit.

Qiu Yun opened his eyes. There was a substantial flash of pure light in his eyes. Then the corners of his mouth grinned and spit out a long black turbid air. Bursts of comfort spread in his body, making him sing happily.

"Huh?!"

Qiu Yun's mouth, which was singing loudly, suddenly pursed. At this time, there was a sense of expansion coming from his body, which changed his face.

"Is this a sign of a breakthrough?"

Qiu Yun's lips moved slowly and his eyes looked a little confused. Now he came to Canglong mainland for the first time. He was very strange to the cultivation system on the mainland, so he was not sure whether the feeling in his body was a sign of breakthrough.

So next, Qiu Yun bought a book about the cultivation system of Canglong mainland from Zixing and read it quickly.

It took Qiu Yun an hour to finish reading the book. He put the book away. After a little silence, he closed his eyes and transferred a wisp of divine consciousness into his body to feel the source of the sense of expansion.

Under the perception of Qiu Yun's divine sense, Qiu Yun found that the expansion originated from the Dantian wall. He was very happy.

Because according to the introduction in the book, this is the sign of his cultivation to break through!

"Now that I am a third-order warrior, I can fight with the spirit puppet whose combat effectiveness is almost comparable to that of a sixth order warrior. Once my cultivation breaks through, even if I meet a sixth order warrior, I can fight openly."

Qiu Yun was very happy, but he didn't break through immediately. Now the sense of breakthrough in his body is not strong. If he breaks through at this time, it will inevitably bring some sequelae, which is not worth the loss.

Qiu Yun took a deep breath and suppressed the heat in his heart. He took out the rune paper given by ghost Qingliu and roared out, shaking the rune paper into pieces.

With the broken Rune paper, ripples of space appeared around Qiu Yun. Qiu Yun knew that he was going to be transferred to the eighth level. He was not afraid of it, but had a touch of expectation.

Now let him see how difficult the test of the eighth level is.

Buzz!

A moment later, a huge whirlpool appeared from the sky, and a tall figure emerged and fell on the top of the mountain below.

The breeze blew and moved Qiu Yun's clothes, making a sound of hunting.

Qiu Yun's face was expressionless. He knew that this was the test place of the eighth floor of the ninth purgatory. He looked at the world.

The heaven and earth is very vast, with mountains towering and stretching to the end of the line of sight. In the dark sky above, rolling black thunder, like a wandering black dragon, exudes a palpitating atmosphere.

Qiu Yun looked at the rolling black thunder and showed uncontrollable joy on his face. He practiced the art of controlling thunder. If he fought here, he would occupy all the time, and his combat effectiveness would undoubtedly be greatly improved.

"Well thought of it." When ghost Qingliu and Xia Feng saw Qiu Yun watching Tianlei, they also guessed his idea. They all showed a playful smile.

Qiu Yun glanced at heaven and earth at will and quickly took back his sight. His sight circulated around him. Soon, he looked forward.

On the calm land filled with fog ahead, a tall figure came out, which made Qiu Yun's pupils shrink sharply.

"What's going on?" Qiu Yun looked at the tall figure in front of him in disbelief. The other party, both in appearance and breath, matched him like a model!

However, this figure is obviously not a physical body, it seems that it is a spirit body condensed by fighting Qi.

"Qiu Yun, this spirit body is your projection. It has the ability to completely imitate your attack, and its fighting spirit is infinite. You can only pass this level by defeating him." In Qiu Yun's surprise, the banter of ghost Qingliu came down from the sky.

"Completely imitate my ability to attack? Infinite fighting spirit?! "

Qiu Yun smacked his mouth and stared at the spirit body not far away. He was stunned for a moment. In order to confirm whether what ghost Qingliu said was true, his palm changed the seal of silencing God's palm, and then played a round of black sun.

Boom!

The Black Sun shrouded the spirit with a very fast degree, the sky trembled, and the overwhelming smell of destruction swept out, enveloping the spirit below.

In the face of his fierce attack, the spirit body with the same appearance and breath as him raised his head, and his beautiful face remained motionless. His eyes flickered, and his palm formed the seal of annihilating God's palm between the discoloration of Qiu Yun's face. The black light filled with the smell of destruction appeared in his hands. Then, his calm eyes locked in the black sun and clapped a palm as fast as a switch.