I'm a cannon fodder, and it makes sense to know XNUMX million points of skills, right?

Chapter 22 The second floor of Linglong Tower is opened!
"Friend Zhong Dao, you run very fast."

"Hey, there is another Taoist Brother Xuanyuan? Just in time, how about you two walking together with us and taking care of each other in the secret realm?"

Two middle-aged male cultivators dressed in family clothes came from a distance, with the Cen family's golden Asahi Poyun symbol embroidered on their lapels.

Both of them were in the late stage of Qi refining, and they had flying talismans attached to their feet. It looked like they were well prepared.

Zhong Lingge winked at Lan Siyue. Although the two had never teamed up before, due to their tacit understanding in the face of crisis, Lan Siyue immediately understood what she meant.

call out--

boom--

Lan Siyue took out her long sword and pierced the air, then flew back and stepped back, her eyes like torches filled with murderous intent.

Zhong Lingge's exquisite tower whirled into the sky, and the first floor of the tower burst into gray-white spiritual light. The light blades were like willow leaves scattered in the wind, everywhere, seamless and seamless.

The two senior citizens of the Cen family did not expect that they would take action without saying a word, and they were shocked and angry.

"You dare to take action even in the middle stage of Qi refining? Thirteen, draw your bow and surround them!"

"You have no shame, Brother Eleven, remember to catch the ones alive!"

Cen Shisan's eyes were grim, he took out a giant bow, stepped on the Flying Crane Talisman and soared into the sky.

The long arrows flashed with aura, nine in one shot, drawing a series of aura curves in the air and shooting into the ground, forming a simple trap formation.

Cen Shiyi raised the corners of his lips and smiled confidently: "I'll give you one last chance. If you don't be honest and obedient, don't blame us brothers for being ruthless!"

Zhong Lingge and Lan Siyue said nothing, easily avoiding the lingering power of the long arrow, and entered the trap without changing their expressions.

Zhong Lingge made a secret with both hands, and a trace of spiritual light emerged from the flying fingertips and connected with the Linglong Tower. The tower's spinning speed accelerated, emitting waves of thick buzzing sounds.

The attack method of the first floor tower is the aura blade, which can be transformed into waves of light. The impact one after another is enough to seriously injure an average person in the later stage.

Zhong Lingge has only used the first level of the tower so far. Today, he was fighting against two late-stage Qi refiners and was forced by the formation formed by bows and arrows. He had no choice but to consume more spiritual power to activate the second level.

Apparition.

A dazzling spiritual light erupted from the tower on the second floor. Pure white light surged out from the black tower as it entered the room. When it rushed out of the window, it transformed into a giant white python with four claws and one horn. It opened its huge mouth and pointed its sharp teeth into the air. Cen Shisan swam quickly.

"Her magical weapon can gather nine yin anacondas! Brother Eleven, help me!"

The Nine-Yin Anaconda is a ferocious beast that is so poisonous that low-level monks are frightened to see it.The nine-yin anaconda transformed in the Linglong Tower is so lifelike that unless it is compared with the real monster, it will be extremely difficult to tell the real thing from the fake one.

Zhong Lingge kept making secrets with his hands, and the Nine Yin Anaconda swimming in the air became more and more wild. He took Cen Shisan's bow and arrow in one mouthful, and opened and closed his huge mouth to swallow it, regardless of the sharpness of the arrow.

Cen Shisan suddenly spat out a blood clot, and the magic weapon connected to his mind was eaten like this, and his sea of ​​consciousness and meridians were slightly injured.

Almost at the same time, Lan Siyue wielded the sword and swung out several rays of sword light. The speed was so fast that it became an afterimage and disappeared into the ground in the blink of an eye.

The crackling sound was not obvious among the sounds of fighting, but Lan Siyue's spirit gathered underground and could hear it clearly.

The long arrow that served as the base of the formation broke, and the trapping formation was broken, and they no longer needed to defend themselves.

"Ah——" Cen Shisan's magical weapons were broken one after another, and Shihai felt a sharp pain in his chest. His feet that stepped on Feihe suddenly felt weak, and he fell to the ground. "Thirteenth Brother!" Cen Shiyi tried to fly forward to rescue him. Unexpectedly, before he could move his feet, he was cut into the ground by raging sword lights.

The sword's light was like a rainbow, with an unyielding and ruthless aura, forcing him to be unable to move forward and unable to find a way out.

sizzle.
The nine-yin anaconda transformed from the Linglong Tower "swallowed" the long bow. The aura around it suddenly increased, and it moved faster. In the blink of an eye, it rushed towards Cen Shisan who fell to the ground.

"No -" Before Cen Shisan could react, his sight was blocked by the huge beast's mouth. He rolled on the spot and tried to avoid it. Unexpectedly, Jiuyin Anaconda seemed to have expected it, and turned around to block his way. He bit his neck and devoured his head.

The threads of spiritual light on Zhong Lingge's fingertips became brighter and brighter, affecting the body of the exquisite tower and the transformation of the phantom light.

Every move of Jiuyin Anaconda is under her control. The illusion of light on the second floor of the tower is like a highly realistic puppet, with a certain degree of initiative, but most of the attacks require the control of the master of the magic weapon.

The transformation is fake, the attack is real.Cen Shisan was bitten on the neck and devoured his head. Half of his body fell limply to the ground, and a large amount of blood flowed from the uneven fracture in his neck.

The "swallowing" of the Nine Yin Anaconda is equivalent to refining. It successively refined a first-order super-grade long bow, a human head with spiritual energy, and the nine-story tower connected by the phantom light shone brightly.

"Thirteenth Brother——" Cen Shiyi was too distracted to care for himself. When his spiritual consciousness saw the death of his clan brother, his eyes were about to burst and his heart was shaken. "Zhong family bitch, suffer death!"

As if going crazy, Cen Shiyi took out the first-order magical weapons one after another and attacked Zhong Lingge, triggering the magical weapons to self-destruct again and again.

This completely ignored the Lingshi's attack that did not last long. Lan Siyue's last nine sword moves were combined into one, and the sword light was as majestic as a galloping army, slashing into Cen Shi's sea of ​​​​consciousness with a violent and harsh roar.

boom -

The last magic weapon Cen Shiyi threw self-destructed, but it still didn't hurt Zhong Lingge at all. She had already activated the Flying Crane Talisman to escape into the air, and the fragments of the exploding magic weapon were also blocked by the aura of her defensive suit.

Zhong Lingge gathered his consciousness at high altitude, picked up Cen Shisan's storage bag, put the things into the bag, and burned the bag with the Cen family logo.

"Friend Daoist Lan, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave quickly."

"Someone is already here."

As soon as Lan Siyue said this, Zhong Lingge also noticed the monks approaching quietly in the distance. There were teams of two or three people, and there were also small groups of five or six people. In total, there were 29 people, who were surrounding them from all directions and approaching them.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, I'm sorry for dragging you down." Zhong Lingge was a little embarrassed. She acted in a high profile because she was not afraid of drawing hatred. She didn't expect that it would implicate Lan Siyue, who came to remind her.

Lan Siyue waved her hand carelessly: "Without you, I would be hunted down."

There was a disciple from the outer sect of Xuanyuan Sect who disliked her. He reported to the Cen family that she had killed the two descendants of the Cen family. The disciple was maliciously "falsely accusing" him, but he didn't expect that the person who killed the descendants of the Cen family was actually the one who killed her. is her.

The Cen family was dubious about this report, but Lan Siyue knew very well that with the high profile and arrogance of the Cen family, she would be regarded as the next prey even if she was not killed.

"If you trust me, you can follow me into the Killing Forest and hide for a while." Zhong Lingge didn't plan to fight 29 monks. He would just run away if he couldn't beat him. It wouldn't be embarrassing.

Lan Siyue shook her head: "It's not that I can't believe it. I can't hide without exhausting my strength. That would go against my true intention." After she finished speaking, she laughed at herself and clasped her fists at Zhong Lingge, "Just think that what I said is stupid. Friend Zhong Dao, see you again if we are destined!"

"You are not stupid." Zhong Lingge also bowed back, "You are a sword cultivator, so you should move forward without hesitation. I have an idle mind, and I will run away if I can't beat you. I have different intentions, but there is no difference between smart and stupid."

"Fellow Daoist Lan, see you again when we are destined!" Zhong Lingge turned around with a smile and ran towards the dense forest. He waved to her without looking back and disappeared into the Jue Killing Forest where his expression changed in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)