Chapter 296 Sky Emperor

? This is a pair of black boots. It seems to be made of some kind of monster skin. On the boots, the spirit patterns are densely covered, and the black light flows, which is extremely extraordinary.

The consciousness moved, probed for the boots, and a message was fed back from the boots.

"Flash boots! Void flight...!"

This innate spiritual treasure actually has the same function as the family heirloom treasure of the sword master Lin Xiao, which can make warriors fly in the air.

This... is definitely a good thing!

Quickly put the two rewards into the Rakshasa space, Chu Yan's eyes flickered, and he began to face the challenge of a level with full of anticipation!

This time, the blood-colored spiritual patterns in the sky took a lot longer than the previous one, and after a long time, twenty red lights descended from the sky.

Twenty! ?

At the same time as the red light flashed, Chu Yan took out two "Tianyuan Pills" and swallowed them without hesitation.

The next moment, twenty demon tigers jumped out of the red light and roared at Chu Yan again and again, extremely fierce...

However, seeing that there were twenty demon tigers, Chu Yan was relieved, and a knowing smile appeared on his face!

Roar!

As soon as the infuriating urge, the white tiger mythical beast reappeared. As soon as it appeared, the tiger palm was already photographed. Although the cultivation of the twenty demon tigers this time has reached the second level of the real opening, but for the white tiger mythical beast, it is not Body Tempering is no different at all!

Pong! Pong! Pong!

One left palm, one right palm, two white awn tiger palms patted, twenty groups of red light bloomed, and they all smashed without any suspense!

The red light fell to the ground, continuously twisted and deformed, and condensed into the shape of two objects.

"Haha, what will be the reward this time?"

In Chu Yan's eyes, there is a strong look of anticipation.

On the ground, a red jade talisman and a secret book.

"Three-grade spirit pattern! Profound-rank top-grade exercises, ground whipping technique!"

The martial arts of the high-grade Xuan rank, even in Lingtian Sect,

Also a rare thing.

"Unfortunately, it's the whip method, it's not suitable for me"

Chu Yan sighed secretly, put away the two reward items, and took the medicine pill again to replenish his true energy.

Lean less, the spirit pattern flashes, and the fifth challenge begins...

At the same time, in the fourth floor space, Ma Ning held a spirit soldier, his eyes were red, his hair was flying, and his whole body was full of murderous aura, and he kept slashing out with his sword.

Ma Ning's cultivation level is only the first level of the true martial arts, and facing twenty monster tigers of the second level of the true martial arts, he is like a madman!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The light of the sword was like water, pouring down like a falling sea, and the light of the sword was soaring in the sky.

Twenty monster tigers with the second-level cultivation level of the True Martial Realm were still ancient monsters, and they kept attacking Ma Ning like a wave.

For a time, tigers roared and swords filled the sky. Within less than a hundred paces, sharp claws and sword shadows were intertwined, and there were churning beast shadows and broken sword lights everywhere.

In this battle, after nearly half an hour, Ma Ning was worthy of being one of the top 100 masters of the king list. He killed nearly 15 of the 20 monster tigers in the second realm of the real martial arts.

However... at this time, the strongest combat power continued to erupt, causing him to run out of true energy at this time, his whole body trembled, and the battle was greatly reduced.

A tiger palm, bringing out a strong black wind, slammed into...

puff…!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ma Ning's body was shot flying, passing through the layers of white mist, flying out of the fourth floor of the Mitian Pagoda, and falling to the ground outside the tower...

At the same time, in the fourth floor space…

Wearing a purple figure, his fists slammed out one after another, and the violent fists smashed the monsters in front of him with an overwhelming momentum.

He Feng's cultivation base is the third level of the real martial realm. At this time, facing the demon tiger of the second level of the real martial realm, it is almost a punch. In less than a hundred breaths, all the monster tigers in front of him will be smashed.

On the other side, in front of Chu Yan, fifty beams of red light **** almost dyed the entire foggy space into blood red.

hum! hum!

Afterwards, the red light landed, and fifty red spirit patterns flashed on the red light, urging all the red light groups to continuously distort and deform, revealing the body.

In an instant, fifty groups of red light continued to expand, turning into fifty mountain-like figures standing in front of Chu Yan.

"Black Flame Golden Winged Peng!?"

Looking up at the fifty hill-like figures in front of him, Chu Yan was stunned.

The next moment, fifty figures fluttered their wings and fanned wildly at the same time, bringing a large gust of wind to sweep, and all the golden-winged Peng rose up into the sky, like dozens of black clouds, hovering above Chu Yan's head.

Whoo~!

The two golden-winged Pengs swooped down suddenly, like two sharp black arrows, rushing towards Chu Yan on the ground, their steel-like claws and sharp beaks shone with cold light, as if they had shattered everything!

call out! call out!

At the same time, behind Chu Yan, three golden-winged Pengs opened their mouths and spit out three dark balls of fire. The scorching high temperature caused the spiritual mist to be burned away, revealing three burning fire avenues with black smoke. , shot directly to Chu Yan on the ground.

"The Black Flame Golden Winged Peng of the Fourth Level of the True Martial Realm! Fifty more..."

Chu Yan felt the attacks in front of him and behind him, and his face was full of disbelief. Unexpectedly, every second floor of the Mitian Pagoda changed a kind of monster, and it was more powerful each time.

This time, he simply turned into a bird-like monster. As a result, the warriors below the true martial arts level would not be able to fight at all, and would definitely lose.

Moreover, even a warrior above the True Martial Realm would not be able to hold a few tricks in the face of fifty Black Flame Golden Winged Rocs from the Fourth Level of the True Martial Realm.

In addition, this is only the fifth floor. According to calculations, the sixth floor of the next floor should be a full one hundred "Black Flame Golden Winged Peng", not to mention the cultivation base and strength, just this number, there is absolutely no possibility of winning.

However, for Chu Yan, it is completely different...

"Hehe, fortunately, I have a lot of spirit beasts..."

Chu Yan smiled lightly, and swept across the dark clouds in disdain. Behind him, a group of red light shot up into the sky!

Chirp~~!

The golden fire cloud instantly dispelled the spiritual fog in the sky, the whole space turned into a golden ocean, Feng Ming pierced the sky, and the moment the Suzaku mythical beast appeared, it was like the golden sun of the event wheel, emitting thousands of golden rays.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the same time, fifty black figures fell from the sky like big black hailstones, as if they had suddenly lost their ability to fly.

Suzaku, the supreme bird of all birds, the lord of the sky, no bird has the right to fly in front of it.

The next moment, Suzaku suddenly slid sideways, and opened his mouth, spit out a large piece of golden flame, and instantly turned the ground into a sea of ​​fire, and fifty black-flamed golden-winged rocs turned into white ashes in the sea of ​​golden flames.

"Ha ha…"

Chu Yan laughed loudly, and with a big wave of his hand, he took back the Suzaku Martial Spirit into the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness World. At the same time, he quickly took out the medicinal pill to restore his true qi.

While waiting for the golden flame to disappear, Chu Yan turned his gaze to the blood-colored spiritual pattern in the sky.

At the same time, Chu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. In the sea of ​​​​knowledge, the consciousness was divided into two parts, one of the blood-colored spiritual patterns that reached the sky, and the other to the golden spiritual pattern on the sky of the world of the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

"If you can take this spirit pattern..." Chu Yan secretly said, his eyes shining brightly.

Swish!

Just when the two senses touched the target at the same time, a golden spiritual pattern on Chu Yan's forehead and brows emitted a dazzling golden light, which directly illuminated the blood-colored spiritual pattern in the sky.

hum!

The golden light instantly enveloped the blood-colored spiritual pattern, and the entire Mitian Tower was buzzing and trembling...

Immediately afterwards, the blood-colored spiritual pattern in the sky began to tremble under the illumination of the golden light, and its size rapidly shrank. A red light shot along the golden light from Chu Yan's forehead, reflected back, and rushed straight into Chu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness world. It merged into the golden spirit pattern above the tower hall.

The next moment, the golden spirit pattern on the top of the pagoda, with golden light, covered the entire pagoda with golden light, as sacred and extraordinary as a golden pagoda.

Boom!

There were bursts of roaring sounds from the tower hall, and the gate on the second floor of the tower hall slowly opened.