Chapter 880: Nezha breaks through, 2 Lang looks for a monkey

"A place to try the sword?"
Inside the Chaos Clock, under the vast starry sky, an immortal island filled with celestial sounds and celestial spirit floats in the starry sky. The original cold place is a little more angry because of the arrival of more than twenty people such as Nezha.
Next to a stone stele, Lei Zhenzi read the four characters of dragon and phoenix dancing on it, while others saw hundreds of jade bottles placed on the stone.
Tianyan Daozi's voice sounded around:
"Pills here are self-gathering, don't bring it out, don't be greedy. If you feel that you are in perfect state, you can enter the front formation, Daluo enters the left, and Zhunsheng enters the right."
The voices got farther and farther, and Tianyan Daozi's Taoist rhyme soon disappeared, leaving the more than 20'juniors' staring at each other.
"Try it," Nezha said in a low voice, without looking at the medicine, stepping on the wind wheel, lifting the fire-tip spear, and solemnly walking towards the formation.
Lei Zhenzi walked to the boulder, picked up the pill and carefully distinguished, and finally found a pill that was beneficial to his cultivation. After taking one, he went to meditate in the distance and began to improve his cultivation.
The differences between the two of them can be seen from here.
Next, more than half of those who choose to enter the magic circle like Nezha, and calm down, like Lei Zhenzi's medicine, first increase the cultivation base.
Both Deng Chanyu and Huang Tianhua chose to increase their cultivation first, and the six Buddhist disciples were considered a bit spineless, and they didn't even look at the pill given by Taoist saints, and went directly into the shifting formation.
The light continued to flicker, and the first twelve people stepped into the shifting formation, but all the twelve people appeared on the same island, but they were separated by the formation. Everyone appeared in front of them. Silhouettes of people sitting or standing.
Nezha was the first to break into the battle, and at this time he was already fighting his opponent.
Others also quickly entered a state of full-hearted fighting. After all, the enemy in front of them was too difficult, and the killing intent they released could not be faked.
These fierce faces and breath of the guards, as soon as they tried to put them to death, they acted mercilessly, which made many people tired of coping.
On the first fairy island, Lei Zhenzi stood up first and took his magic weapon towards the shifting formation, but before he could walk to the big formation, the light flickered in the formation, and two embarrassed figures fell from mid-air. Was thrown out of the big array.
Failed to pass the level, unable to move forward.
The two of them happened to be a Buddhist disciple, who taught backwards for a while, the Buddhist monk was thinking, and then sat on the ground to heal.
After teaching, he gritted his teeth, smiled bitterly at Lei Zhenzi, and turned around to take the pill to restore his mana and increase his cultivation.
They don’t actually know that the guards that everyone faces are those who are one-liner stronger than them. No matter how high they are, as long as they can’t reach the realm of the quasi-sage peak, they will be made by a mirage. The phantom clone is entangled.
This is the sword test.
Lei Zhenzi took a breath and stepped into the formation.
And he, the figure has never appeared here since then...
"This place of trial is interesting," Deng Chanyu said with a smile, and stood up with Liu Ya, and the two moved forward hand in hand.
Compared with the last time I met with Yang Jian, Liu Ya has grown up a lot, but she still looks like a girl, she looks cute and pleasant, and she has a powerful aura.
Liuya said: "For the disaster, the saints also cultivated us at any cost. We must seize the opportunity."
"We will try the sword later, we should not be able to take care of each other. Let's meet in the next resting place."
"Well, don't be blocked."
With a small smile, the two women entered the shifting formation together, turning into two rays of light and disappearing, neither of them returned.
Those who originally stayed here to meditate and practice have gradually entered the big formation; and those who had gone to break through immediately, two-thirds of them were knocked down and returned to this place to practice.
There are disciples of interpretation teaching and interception teaching here, and the two sides naturally compare secretly, and there are some competitions.
What's more, there are more Buddhist disciples on the side. Although the Taoist disciples did not say that they were unanimous, they did not want to lose to these young bald heads.
Riveted with a breath of energy, Nezha fought battles. The flaming spear and the universe circle broke through six levels. After passing eight fairy islands, he was finally taken care of by the mirage dragon on the ninth fairy island. The phantom stopped Nezha.
The place to try the sword is to allow them to practice quickly. It is meaningless to simply break through the barriers. They must feel pressure, experience frustration, and drift between life and death...
But Nezha's heart was extremely high, and he was even more reluctant to give up this opportunity, so much so that he was bruised and bruised by the Phantom, but he still refused to give up.
It was Tianyan Daozi seeing Nezha's strong support that some of his own potential was lost, and the mirage dragon controlled the phantom to forcibly knock Nezha fainted, which made Nezha stop.
He was seriously injured, but the saint and the mirage did not secretly protect each other. Everything is a chance and everything is tempered.
When Nezha was drowsy with blood and the lotus body absorbed the vitality of the surroundings to restore itself, Lei Zhenzi, Wei Hu and two Buddhist disciples arrived here one after another.
They wanted to help Nezha to heal his injuries, but Tianyan Daozi stopped him.
"The place to try the sword depends on its own conditions, and cannot harm or help each other. Those who violate the order will be immediately driven away."
When the words fell, a stone stele stood beside the huge stone where the medicine was placed. This was a new rule.
In this way, the other four can only break through the barriers individually, leaving Nezha miserable.
After a while, Nezha finally woke up.
"hiss……"
Nezha counted how many of his bones were still healthy, gritted his teeth and climbed up, glanced at the pill placed on the flattened boulder and the stone monument that had just appeared, and slowly got up with his spear.
The wounds of deep and accessible bones are constantly being affected. Nezha's small face, which is still a little delicate, is a little white, but he just insists on taking the pill to restore his own cultivation base and increase his chances of enlightenment, and does not move. The elixir of healing.
He also understands that his lotus body is far from reaching the upper limit, and such an injury is also an opportunity to stimulate himself to tap his potential.
After swallowing the pill, Nezha sat down cross-legged, and just about to enter meditation, two people fell out of the formation, Wei Hu and a Buddhist monk.
The two of them also looked miserable and wounded all over, Nezha grinned at Wei Hu, who grinned bitterly and crawled to this side on the ground.
And the Buddhist disciples who insisted not to use the Taoist elixir at this time could only bow their heads to the Mirage Dragon Phantom, took the medicine for healing and recovery, and chanted more than a dozen Amitabha Buddhas.
Only Lei Zhenzi and the somewhat shameless Buddhist disciple did not return.
Half a day later, the three people here also recovered.
"The ninth level seems to be a little different from the previous one," Wei Hu tried to repair Jiang Mo pestle.
Nezha said: "The saint master has a purpose and cannot help each other."
"It's just a little exchange. It should be okay." Wei Hu shook his head slightly. "The first few passes are surrounded by abandoned cities, and the ninth pass is in a large hall. There are some horrible things on all sides. A ghostly image."
A Buddhist monk on the side spit out: "Every September 1 is difficult."
Nezha curled his lips, closed his eyes and concentrated on recovering from his injury. Two hours later, he jumped up again, grabbed the three-pointed two-bladed spear and screamed, and rushed into the circle again.
This time, the mirage did not deliberately stay in trouble, Nezha also chased Lei Zhenzi who was trapped in the twelfth pass.
A few of them are considered to be faster through the levels, and they are also the ones who have the hope to pass the first 30 tests and arrive at the seven trails of sword testing in the rear that truly contain the Supreme Dao Zang.
Behind them, most of the others were in the same pace. Although Daluo and Zhunsheng were separated from each other when they broke through the barrier, they were still on the way. Huang Tianhua and Deng Chanyu, whom Yang Jian had originally worried about, were not left behind by others.
If the cultivators who were the first to enter the land of the sword test can be greatly improved, the land of the sword test will inevitably become a great weapon for the prehistoric camp against the forces of the strongest.
Just how effective it is, this fashion is inconclusive.
The place to try the sword was the product of Yang Jian's whim, and Yang Jian didn't even have a sight in his heart to see how effective it could be.
He is now busy looking for someone, to be precise, a monkey.
Some time ago, he had to be informed that it was Monkey King Monkey King who had appeared in a small world and repelled an army of the strongest, but when he sent people to search, the monkey was gone. .
Now that the place to test the sword has been established, Yang Jian still misses this little monkey who is half of his apprentice, and wants to send him into it for some experience.
If he can successfully reach the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, or unlock his last world yoke in the chaos clock, the predecessor will be considered as an extra hero...
The world has no fight to defeat the Buddha, only the great sage of Qi Tian, ​​and the grandson who does not know where he is.
Yang Jian was very quick to find people. He drove through the Golden Body Avenue and quickly searched the big and small worlds, especially those places that were in chaos and fighting.
There is an unwillingness to loneliness in Sun Wukong's bones. He may not stand idly by when he is faced with such a catastrophe...
The effort paid off, Yang Jian spent half a day and finally found the breath of a monkey.
It was also a great world that was fighting chaos with the army of the strongest, but it happened to be in the opposite direction of Narokkai.
Although the main attack direction of the strongest is not here, the master of Yiying was also pursued and killed by Yang Jian. At this time, he can only gather near Wubuzhou~EbookFREE.me~, but the battle situation here is still somewhat difficult to maintain.
There is no way, the endless stream of grievances turned into ghost soldiers, so that the army of the strongest side is endless, overwhelming, and only the three quasi-sages who have returned from the dead are sitting here, and the cultivators of this place are fighting back.
Yang Jian frowned slightly, but did not move rashly.
This place is a little far away from Nairobi, if he is surrounded by Venerable Venerable Earth, Water, and the Lord of Blood Mist, it would be a little troublesome.
Soon, his eyes were locked in a battle where there was a quasi-sacred battle, and his eyes fell on a cliff.
There is an eagle there, stepping on the branch of the crooked neck tree on the edge of the cliff, tilting its head and watching the battle close at hand...
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