Chapter 1862： Keeper

"bump."

The huge sound of closing the door shocked the dust on the ground, Du Yu jumped up in a panic, but hurriedly fell.

"Old man, what should I do now."

Du Yu asked in a panic.

The psychic Taoist thought for a moment, secretly made a decision, and said in a deep voice:

"Boy, release your sword embryo, and then give him the sheepskin roll. Remember, let his blood stick to the sixth page of the sheepskin roll."

Du Yu nodded fiercely, opened the sheepskin roll and released Chenziyang again, and then hurriedly said:

"Drip your blood on it."

Although Chen Ziyang was puzzled, he still slashed his wrist with a broken sword, and the blood spilled on the sixth page of the parchment scroll.

"Om."

There was a buzzing sound from the sheepskin scroll again, and Du Yu gritted his teeth, even if he was sent to another world again, he would recognize it.

But this time, the sheepskin scroll did not feel a pulling feeling, but other streamers. Chen Ziyang was soaked in the streamer and became the only bright color on this first layer.

But all the mice stopped at this moment, followed by panic, and then fled one after another.

"puff."

A loud bang sounded, and the ground made a scratch at least three feet into the ground, and a sword light flashed across the air. This sword light was very large, how big it was, about the size of a mountain, and there was no end in sight.

After the sword light flew out, the large rats in the air were cut into powder and fell, just like **** dust falling in the air.

After releasing this sword, Chen Ziyang fainted, not knowing whether it was due to excessive blood loss or excessive consumption.

Du Yu smiled, took the injured Chen Ziyang, shook his head helplessly, picked up the broken sword in his hand, and then took him back into the sheepskin roll again, and then asked in the sea of ​​consciousness:

"Old man, did you already know that Sword Embryo can use power far beyond your own strength."

The psychic Taoist rolled his eyelids and said:

"Boy, this is resonance, the resonance between the sword and the sword embryo, and the seventh page in your hand happens to activate the human body's potential."

Du Yu turned the seventh page again, tried to drip his own blood on it, and then nothing happened.

Du Yu said angrily: "Old man, you lie to me."

The psychic Taoist rolled his eyes and said: "Boy, you have to resonate with the sword in your hand, but the sword spirit is also consumed too much and now you are falling asleep, so..."

"groove."

Du Yu rolled his eyelids, facing the air, oh no, the psychic Taoist compared his middle finger, the psychic Taoist rolled his eyes and ignored him.

In the ashes on the ground, Du Yu walked unhurriedly, but his instinct told him that even if it was only the first layer, it was not that simple.

Sure enough, the ashes from the perspective gradually dissipated, and the sky was full of yellow sand without wind. If it hadn't been clear that he was in the tower, Du Yu might feel that he was still outside the tower and never entered the tower.

"Old man, what's going on."

There was even a prosperous market in front of him, and there was a sense of reality from the yellow sand under his feet. Du Yu picked up the yellow sand under his feet. Sure enough, this was not an illusion.

Soon, there was a buzzing sound. It was the sound of the vibrating sword aura. The man dragged a long cloak, and the sword aura in his hand was wanton, but there was no flesh and blood that ordinary people should have on his face. Maybe, use a It’s not an exaggeration to describe it quickly.

"Passenger, dare to fight with me."

The person's eyes couldn't see the color, let alone the eyeballs, and the whole head was a piece of withered bone.

Du Yu interrupted his hand holding the sword horizontally, and murmured at the corner of his mouth: "Come on."

A cold light broke out of the sword blade in an instant, and shot towards Du Yu’s throat. Du Yu interrupted his sword and took a few steps back. This slowed down, and he could not help but roll his eyelids. I asked in my mind: "Old man, how do you fight this?"

The skeleton under the cloak was looming, and the degree of hardness was not mentioned for the time being, but at the same time it almost covered up all the flaws. Du Yu interrupted the sword and drew three sword lights, but he couldn't find the landing place.

This is only the first level. If it consumes too much, the consequences will be disastrous, so Du Yu gritted his teeth and asked in the sea of ​​knowledge.

"It's very simple, communicate with the sword spirit to the second level, don't you want to try the effect of the seventh page, you can try it now."

"But you didn't mean it."

Du Yuzheng intends to argue that the psychic Taoist said that the sword spirit is in a state of cooling, but he quickly became stunned. The broken sword was sharp and he was clearly in its heyday. With his special perception, he could feel it, even in the sheepskin scroll. Chen Ziyang recovered.

"Passenger, please go all out."

When Du Yu heard this voice again, he nodded fiercely. The difference is that this time he was full of confidence. This kind of trial allowed the trespassers to use their full strength. Therefore, it would mean that Du Yu even released There is no problem with all the deployment in the sheepskin scroll.

But Du Yu did not do this, because he could feel the longing of the sword spirit. It was a comparison between ordinary people. Although it is not common among swords and swords, if touched, only one side would be defeated. ending.

There was a buzzing sound from the broken sword, the opposite sword light straddled over, and Du Yu flashed a backflip. Then, there was a shock wave from the ground, and Du Yu stepped back again before he could stand firm.

"Slot, what is this again."

Du Yu yelled at him. The skeleton on the other side had a lot of tricks, many of which Du Yu had never seen before.

The psychic Taoist rolled his eyes: "The sword swings in all directions, a very clumsy sword skill, and the range of vibration is only three meters, but this person, oh no, this skeleton will vibrate by virtue of its pure strength and the resonance of the long sword in his hand. The wave has expanded three hundred times, um, that's what you see."

"Slot, this is cheating."

Seeing Du Yu cursing, the psychic Taoist rolled his eyes again and said:

"Rather than having time to scold, it's better to think about countermeasures."

But the psychic Taoist was stunned very quickly. If he had a physical body, the open mouth at this moment would definitely be able to plug an apple.

Du Yu was indeed dealing with the skeleton, but while dealing with it, a sword light was quietly buried under his feet. Although the skeleton was powerful, his IQ was ultimately a weakness.

"Slot, let you do labor and capital."

The sword lights on the ground flew up, forming a prison in the air, and the prison was instantly closed, binding the skeleton swordsman tightly.

Du Yu stepped on the skull's head and paused fiercely. The corner of the psychic Taoist's mouth shook as he watched.

Suddenly, Du Yu kicked the skull's head fiercely, the psychic Taoist's mouth twitched, and he secretly gave Du Yu a thumbs up, almost saying: You won.

"Huh, what is this."

When the skeleton fell, a token fell from it. Du Yu picked up the token. In an instant, a portal flashed out in the sky. Du Yu carefully looked around the portal and thought about it. A bone was removed from the skeleton and he threw it in.

Psychic Taoist: "..."