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Chapter 130

Facing Zhou Yi's kick, Xu Ming mercilessly greeted Bajibeng, who had been preparing for a long time.

The distance is so close, and Zhou Yi, who let down his vigilance, never thought that,

These internal and external injuries add up to a lot of ants, and there is still power left!
Caught off guard, his kick firmly met the Bajibeng with twenty heavy dark energy!
In addition to the weird and unpredictable dark energy, there is actually a trace of extremely scorching energy in it.

At the moment of contact, Zhou Yi's soles made a scalp-numbing screech.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Yi couldn't help but his complexion changed, but he wanted to stop his feet in a hurry, but the scorching air spread into his body along the meridians.

not good!

The strong uneasiness and the astonishing changes in his body caused Zhou Yi to retreat like a tide against the current.

At this moment, his body seemed to be melting in a boiling pot,

The scorching heat is only endless scorching heat, gradually spreading from the soles of his feet to his dantian, and finally rushing to his limbs!
Zhou Yi can ignore the weird dark energy in Baji Collapse.

But this scorching breath is what makes him really terrified!
He originally intended to use the spiritual energy circulating in his body to dissolve this wildfire-like aura, but he made a fatal mistake.

On the contrary, aura has become the best medium to breed different fires, it's like getting on a high-speed express train with fierce poison.

The extremely turbulent scorching breath poured into Zhou Yi's dantian in an instant.

According to what he thought, letting Xu Ming's meridians flow upstream and explode before his death was quite a state feast.

Then the dantian in his body was instantly ignited, which is a rare and spectacular scene.

The power of the strange fire can be imagined, and on the premise that two kinds of different fires have been fused in his dantian.

You can imagine Zhou Yi's situation at this moment!
In an instant, the flames soared into the sky, and the screams were endless.

The dantian, which is the foundation of cultivating Taoism, was burned like this, no one could bear such terrible pain.

It seems redundant, but in fact everything happened very quickly.

While proving once again that water and fire are ruthless, Zhou Yi has already turned into nothingness in the sky full of flames.

Even Fang Cun Jie failed to stay, and it really turned into dust and sand all over the ground.

It wasn't until Zhou Yi was completely dead that Xu Ming relaxed his vigilance.

But then his heart was blocked, his throat was sweet, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out one after another.

But this time, spitting out the suffocated blood in his chest finally relieved Xu Ming's unusually rosy expression.

Feeling the burning pain all over his body and the extremely strong smell of blood in his mouth, Xu Ming lay on the cold ground for a long time before slowly getting up.

He casually glanced at the scorched black marks in the distance, flipped his hands over and took out some healing pills from the square inch ring and swallowed them all at once.

With the Alchemy of Fortune, the medicinal strength of these imported elixir was integrated accordingly.

Repaired inch by inch, the acupoint that was almost smashed by Zhou Yi before.

Fortunately, there is still Fenxue blood flowing through his whole body, otherwise Xu Ming's internal and external injuries all over his body would not heal so quickly.

Although the injury was forcibly suppressed, it would take several days to recover slowly if he wanted to recover.

It's just that now that the crisis is over, Xu Ming suddenly remembered the rules of the Zhaixing Building.

Every tier will be placed on auctions for treasures that no one bids on!

I was in a hurry just now, and I didn't even ask Chen Xuewen, a mangzi broke into the third floor.

That's when I met the "Barefoot Immortal" in front of me!
As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help looking around, wanting to find out where the treasure on the third floor was.

Just in the next second, the seemingly ordinary grains of sand under his feet began to gather towards him regularly.

To be precise, it was coming towards the alloy saber in Xu Ming's hand.

Seeing this incredible scene, Xu Ming suddenly became interested.

He intentionally placed the alloy saber quietly on the ground, and the speed of the influx of sand grains also accelerated suddenly.

Swish!
As if the sound of insects gnawing on the leaves came, the alloy saber made of heretical metals began to tremble slightly with the continuous influx of sand grains.

Xu Ming still hasn't figured out the origin of this heretical metal.

But seeing that the alloy saber actually resonated with these grains of sand, it was obvious that the previous high-level rhetoric could not convince him.

In a blink of an eye, all the yellow sand on the third layer sank into the blade like a file.

At the same time, obvious golden lines appeared on the body of the knife. At first glance, these lines looked like the veins of plants.

As soon as Xu Ming held the alloy saber in his hand, his first feeling was that the entire blade became lighter! !
Then his heart tightened, and he waved it casually twice.

The unique clanging sound of gold and iron sounds very pleasant, obviously all this is the effect of the sand grains.

Xu Ming gently brushed the blade with his hand, and there was a tingling sensation in the palm of his hand.

It was as if someone had cut his palm with an extremely small but sharp knife.

When he turned his hand to check, the scene in front of him confirmed his feeling just now.

The countless small cuts on his hand are slowly closing. These cuts are small but deep.

Facing this scene, Xu Ming knew it clearly.

Thinking about these sand grains of unknown origin, they should be the treasures of the third floor.

In fact, he didn't know that the origin of these grains of sand was not small.

Blown to the sky by those who are proficient in the art of refining, the famous Jinsha can be regarded as a first-class refining material.

The special grains of sand that are born with five elements belonging to gold can increase the sharpness of the weapon as long as you put some in it when refining the weapon.

There are so many gold-eating sands on the third floor that are indeed a bit scary, and only the Star Picking Tower in Heiyu City can get them.

Xu Ming, with just one knife, swallowed up the gold-devouring sand, which was worth an ordinary city.

If Xiang Wentian found out, he would be so angry that he would jump up and scold his mother.

Of course, for Xu Ming, who is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, it can be said that those who do not know are innocent.

With the help of the elixir, Xu Ming's injuries in his body healed slightly.

Then he got up suddenly, and walked towards the stone gate leading to the fourth floor.

Zhou Xiaodie was in danger, and he knew nothing about the outside world in the building of Zhaixing.

Right now, he has only one way to go forward, and he can only go forward likewise!

Stepping into the darkness hidden in the stone gate again with the red-haired corpse king,
The fourth floor of the Star Building is coming soon! !

The second layer is snow and the third layer is sand.

Xu Ming wondered what the fourth layer would be, rain or wind?

The darkness in front of him slowly disappeared under the light that appeared, and what came into view was the scene on the fourth floor of the Zhaixing Building.

In fact, Xu Ming didn't know that the fourth floor was the link between the previous and the next in the Zhaixing Building, and its difficulty could be said to be the sum of the first three floors.

Generally, most of the passers-by in the past were defeated on this fourth floor!
Although Xu Ming didn't know the danger of the fourth floor, he still put up all his energy and was careful to guard against the murderous intent that suddenly rushed towards him.

But as soon as his feet hit the ground, the scene in front of him seemed to be different from what he had expected.

There are neither gloomy coffins, nor snowstorms, nor yellow sand that kills you.

Between the light curtains, a scent of orchid penetrated into Xu Ming's breath.

(End of this chapter)