When Lian came to find jingling, jingling was dozing with his back against a big tree.
"Master jingling."
Lian called softly, and jingling opened his eyes.
If Zichen was here, he would be able to recognize jingling. It was the old man he had seen when climbing the mountain.
"Lian, it's you. Why are you here today?"
Jingling smiles, but there are some inexplicable emotions in the smile.
"Lord jingling, something's wrong, something serious has happened!"
Li installation said in a flustered way: "the war spirit appeared on the second floor, and all our people were almost killed."
"Oh, and such things?" Mirror Ling's face, with a touch of doubt.
If jingling didn't know about this kind of thing, he didn't believe to kill Lian, but he obviously couldn't expose the other party and said, "why don't you take a look at it by the way and give me some flexibility?"
Jingling took a feigned glance at the distance. He didn't know if he saw it. He said, "Oh, it's true. However, the war spirit has already appeared. If we take it back, it will have a great impact on the reputation of our holy mountain. With so many bets in the holy mountain gambling house, there will naturally be complaints in our hearts. How should we end up then? "
Leanne's response was very quick, and he said, "since it can't be taken back, can you please protect them from death?"
Mirror spirit hears the voice, a face embarrassed said: "I'm afraid this is not possible, after all, you come to life, this is different, very difficult."
It means that there is a way.
Leanne knew the meaning of Jingling and immediately said, "my Lord, don't worry, as long as you keep them alive, all the resources consumed will be counted on us."
Jingling patted Lian on the shoulder and said, "since you've talked about it, if I don't help you again, it's not true. Don't worry, I'll keep them alive
Leanne was relieved to leave.
This is the mirror spirit of the holy mountain. Everything can be discussed. As long as the price is enough, everything can be explained by him.
When Lian left, jingling took up his casual attitude and turned to look at the second floor of Shengfu mountain. Then he saw the figure sitting cross legged. "I'd like to see what's different about you. How can you make Shengfu mountain put the fighting spirit on the second floor?"
One person was killed in an instant, and Lei Zhan and others retreated in panic. It was too terrible.
Although they are large in number, from the present point of view, there is only the fate of being slaughtered.
For a while, everyone was very depressed.
Obviously, the second floor is the limit.
At this time, Lei Jian's eyes suddenly brightened and said, "yes. I have a plan to kill two birds with one stone. "
People looked at Lei Jian one after another, and Lei Jian said with a smile: "we hide and let Zichen fight against this existence. If he dies, it will be very good. In case both sides lose, it's time for us to reap the profits."
When they heard this, their eyes were bright, and they thought that this method was feasible. Even if they began to discuss how to hide, they would not be discovered by Zichen.
Zichen sat for three days, and after three days, he opened his eyes.
In the eye has thunder light surging, for a long time does not disperse.
Because of the lessons learned from the past, he made rapid progress, which can be regarded as a real great harvest.
Next, he moved on.
But this time, no one was surprised, because the road ahead was almost sealed off.
In just a few days, the news about the spirit of the holy mountain battle has already been spread. After knowing that the fighting spirit is powerful, no one will think that these descendents can reach the third floor.
Even this time, even she shan brothers lost some confidence.
When you continue to bet, you're not so sure.
Zichen all the way forward, during which he met some holy talismans and avoided them one by one again. Until he met a giant ape again, he made another move.
He got the jade slips made by the great ape, and then put them away, apparently intending to take them away.
After a few days, Zichen came to the depth, saw the entrance leading to the third floor.
As in the first floor, there was no strong guard at the door, but Zichen's keen perception still noticed some problems.
He looked around and looked around carefully and found nothing unusual.
But the bad feeling still exists.
Many people came here, but he didn't see any along the way.
What about the people?
Are they all on the third floor?
But the original Ouli said, want to enter the third floor, the difficulty is not small.
After all, after reaching the third floor, you only need to serve the holy mountain for 100 years.
It's impossible that all the comers have the potential to enter the three levels, right?
Only the third floor is in front of us, and there is no other suspicious situation along the way.
After hesitation, Zichen still decided to move forward. His goal is the fourth layer. How can we stop here?As we approach the passage, the energy ahead begins to surge and a strong breath appears.
The accident came, Zichen not only did not surprise, but also a faint smile, this is the right, if the smooth and smooth to go, that is not normal.
Just after seeing the tall figure in front of him, he couldn't laugh anymore.
The other party gave him a strong sense of crisis, such as a mountain like atmosphere of oppression, from the mat.
"I see!"
Purple Chen low voice cursed a, understood the reason finally.
With such a powerful God of war, it is strange that this place can be lively.
As soon as the heaven and earth shook, the spirit of the holy mountain stepped forward and his axe fell.
A light appeared between heaven and earth, like a flash of lightning.
Zichen's eyes were illuminated by the big light, countless lights appeared in the field of vision, and with the massiness of mountains.
His pupil shrinks, in front of him the thunder light is shining, the strong breath unfolds.
"Bang!"
The whereabouts of the axe was blocked, the sonorous sound rose, and the powerful waves scattered.
The attack that can kill a person's soul state with one axe is blocked by Zichen.
The huge axe blade is held by a small long stick, and countless lights are surging, forming a strong wave after wave.
Holy mountain city, cry again.
Blocking the blow of the axe, Zichen's whole body had a saint Fu flying out. It was the ghost spirit Saint Fu. There were twelve. Just as soon as he appeared, Zichen was awakened and took it back again.
If the presence in front of you is also a kind of talisman, it would be too wasteful to be killed by ghosts.
In Zichen's body, thunder soul force madly injects among them, the powerful breath then surges, Zichen borrows the power to retreat.
As he retreated, he put away his stick and the talisman appeared in his hand.
There is light on the unpredictable, looks extremely extraordinary, Zichen holding the pen and falling, the pen tip has soul power circulation.
He's drawing symbols.
Countless soul power, like a storm, appeared from all around, converged in front of Zichen, as if turned into a huge whirlpool.
In the center of the whirlpool, there was a violent breath, and a black tiger with two wings appeared.
Chiyou Yihu.
This is a Rune of human level.
It is huge, standing in the air, like a mountain in the air.
That pair of dark eyes, indifferent to the holy mountain fighting spirit.
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