Chapter 1113: Dangerous breath

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Stop the sable, and the squirrels say what happened just as quickly as possible.
Looking at the front hall, Zi Yan said: "What you mean is that this castle is manned."
"Although I am not sure, only this explanation is reasonable."
"Is it him?" Zi Yan frowned.
"Who."
"The boy, you have all seen, I have seen him in the last two times, and I have seen him. You have seen it."
Konjac and Zhang Haotian shook their heads.
"He is the master of this world, and he controls the rules. If there is such a person in the castle, he can only be him."
In this world, juveniles are naturally the most powerful, and the speculation of Ziyan is very reasonable.
"But if it is really him, then why did he let so many people die." The spirited mouse asked the doubts in his heart.
"Maybe it is boring." Purple Road.
"boring." The crowd is puzzled.
Zi Yan explained: "A person can live alone in endless years, and the temperament will inevitably become weird. Perhaps in his opinion, this may be just for fun."
It’s okay to kill people for fun, but there are some things that are not justified.
"So far, is anyone going in." Zi Yan asked.
The spiriting mouse nodded: "Yes, someone has entered the hall."
Zi Yan said: "Since someone is in, then I will go in and see, you are guarding outside, in case there is a sudden change."
Everyone nodded.
The spirit of the purple scorpion, power, yuan, and thought are perfect, as long as someone can go in, then the purple scorpion can naturally enter.
Zi Yan and others came forward, and other people passed by, and the sound of the explosion continued to spread during this period. There were many dead monks in this section of the fort, but the whole road was still clean and tidy.
Entering the old castle, Ziyan feels a pressure coming from this pressure. This pressure is directly directed at the soul.
It seems that there are thousands of sharp edges, and it is piercing in the spirits, making the purple eyes feel uncomfortable.
"Hey."
In his knowledge of the sea, the mind trembles and then forms a tough defensive mask.
The defensive mask is inside the sea and can't be seen outside, so in the eyes of everyone, the purple scorpion is only very easy to walk through these roads and reach the front of the hall.
Seeing the purple scorpion through, the konjac and other people did not speak, did not cheer, just quietly watching.
In the hall, the monks who are advancing see the purple eyes, and their faces change immediately.
"No, purple is coming."
"Hurry up, hurry."
"I will be taken away by Zi Yan without taking things."
The monks in the main hall caused a small disturbance because of the appearance of the purple sable. They deliberately accelerated the speed, which made the pace disorder.
"Peng."
During the process of a monk, there was a sudden burst of flames in his body. In a blink of an eye, the flame filled his whole body, and the screams began to sound.
The flames exploded, and the monk's body broke into countless pieces.
"Peng." "Peng."
Then, the second and third were also excited because they did not adjust the footwork, swallowed by the flames, and the body exploded.
The echo of the explosion echoed in the hall, and everyone else slowed down and refocused on the test.
The sable has not yet entered, and three people have died. This is the first time in the hall.
Ziyan walked in, Yuanli and the physical strength were all sealed, and a mysterious force suppressed the mind.
Everything, as Zi Zi guessed, the three main halls have their own specialties, representing power, yuan, and mind.
"Purple, you have got two halls, why do you want to this with us."
A voice rang from the front, but there was a monk who was dissatisfied with the opening. Just because the purple scorpion came in, he was very excited and almost died.
Zi Yan asked: "There is still a limit on the number of things. It is not based on strength. Who is it?"
"It is true that the words are correct, but the person must understand the contentment. You have already got two halls. Now you have to grab us. You don't feel too much, too greedy." There was another voice.
Zi Yan keeps on foot and walks easily. He sarcastically said, "Then you mean."
"Return, don't touch the hall again. Although our statement is a bit too much, you can't take all the good things away, and don't leave us a minute."
"Yes, I need to know that there are many forces coming in this time. It is not only you who are Promise, you can’t leave us a little bit of harvest."
Hearing these voices, the smile on the face of Zi Yan gradually became more and more indifferent: "Your statement is not excessive, but it is very excessive. The opportunity of the practice world has always relied on strength, who has the strength and who."
"It is true that it is true, but there must always be a degree."
"degree, what is the degree, I give up is the degree, even if I give up, you can guarantee to reach the stone desktop." Purple sneer.
Everyone stunned, but they couldn’t speak.
Because Zi Yan said yes, even if he gave up, they would not want to reach the stone table.
Seeing that everyone is no longer talking, Zi Yan said: "You can't reach the stone table, but you want to let me give up. You can't get it and don't let me get it. Is it because the hall disappears automatically? I can't get it."
No one spoke, everyone continued to be silent.
The purple voice reappears: "If you don't talk, it means the default. I think this is what I think. I still think that I can take things out, and then I will distribute them to you, so that you can remember me."
The people were silent again, because even if they were shameless, they could not say this sentence. At most, they thought about it.
However, some people want to reconcile, feel that this is feasible, and it is not a big deal.
"My purple people's feelings are not something that everyone can owe, and, if you can come here, you will owe me."
Zi Yan is indifferent: "Strength is the root of everything. Even if I give you something, can you guarantee that you can get it alive? So, since there is no strength, the best choice is to shut up."
The purple eyes became more and more indifferent, and then stepped forward.
Many of the people here have come in early, but in the hall, just a few dozen steps are not stopped, because they have used all their strength, they have reached the limit that spiritual mind can bear, and then they will advance. dead person's.
The purple scorpion is under pressure and step by step, it is extremely easy.
In the field, there are fewer than five people who can continue to move forward.
The perfect body is not weak, but when it is a dozen steps away from the stone table, it stops. He is sweating and his spirit is weak. It is impossible to move forward.
"No, it won't work." The perfect body gasped and sat down, and declared failure.
Zi Yan walked past him and smiled. "Now that you have time, you can look at the six weapons."
When you look at the perfect body and your eyes are bright, you ask, "You still have to give it to me."
Zi Yan said: "Take the equivalent of things to change."
At this moment, he is obviously extremely confident to get the main hall.
The perfect body has already seen the six ancient soldiers. At this moment, I heard the words of the purple scorpion and looked at the six ancient soldiers again.
These six ancient soldiers are very strange and small in size.
The first one on the left side is a bracelet, such as a black jade that flashes a purely luminous bracelet.
The second one is a pair of earrings that are half the size of the bracelet. It is also pure black, shiny like a black jewel.
The third piece is a black ribbon, but it is not the kind that is tied around the waist, but the amount of the tie on the forehead. The amount of the plaster is also black and bright, and it is a rare thing.
As for the other three ancient soldiers, there are also three strange ornaments.
But when you look at the surface, you know that things can't be used for attack. In the strict sense, it is not a ancient soldier.
They are ornaments used to suppress spiritual thoughts, and they are strange things.
Such a strange thing is extremely precious, because the spiritual scripture is the most peculiar force.
In the world, there are at least tens of thousands and even 100,000 kinds of skills in power and strength. However, there are less than 10,000 techniques for using the mind to launch techniques.
It is extremely rare to be able to suppress spiritual thoughts and enhance spiritual thoughts.
Just when the perfect body thinks about which one to ask for, the sable is more than one person, the dragon person.
The latter saw the purple scorpion, nodded, then wiped the sweat from his forehead, began to knees, no longer forward.
The three halls are the easiest to move forward in front of this purple sable, because he has perfect spiritual thoughts, and the difficulty of the spiritual test is obviously smaller than the other two.
Next, the purple cicada surpassed the dragon.
Walking in the forefront, it turned out to be a monk, but he is obviously about to reach the limit. Every step is very difficult.
In the rear, the monks who had previously stopped the purple scorpion have already reached the limit. Although they are not reconciled, they can only watch the purple scorpion surpass the Ming and Qing monks, and then they will become the first person.
"Amitabha, it seems that barren is not with this thing." Mingxin monk hands together.
Aster's return: "Thank you for the master's approval."
The Mingxin monk shook his head and smiled.
In the eyes of Zi Yan ~EbookFREE.me~ This Ming and Qing monk is obviously more like a compassionate monk than the good and evil monk.
The crowd no longer moved forward, all stopped, only one purple scorpion left, it is obvious that this hall is not purple.
It is already ten-year-old, and the purple cicada should be relieved, but the fact is that after the purple monk surpassed the Mingxin monk, he suddenly felt a pressure. In addition to the pressure, there was an inexplicable dangerous atmosphere.
This is the suppression of the spiritual thoughts. He can extend the spiritual thoughts. After sensing this inexplicable dangerous atmosphere, he immediately voiced to the konjac and other people, indicating that they were careful.
The voice of Zi Yan is very solemn, Su Mengyao and others look at each other and begin to retreat.
The sable begins to move forward, no matter where this dangerous atmosphere comes from, at this moment he must first let the hall recognize the Lord.
The next journey, although stressful, is not very difficult for Zi Yan, and soon he walked to the stone table.
But just as he went to catch the token, suddenly there was a powerful force coming down the hall.