The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 642 Abandoning the Sixth Tower

Ye Fei suppressed his confusion about the sudden change of the phantom, and walked towards the ball of light.

After approaching, looking at the ball of light, he stretched out his hand slowly, feeling extremely nervous.

No one knows, what will be obtained after touching the ball of light, the ultimate spell like Qing Ming Jue?Or is it an ordinary stone?He didn't know, and I'm afraid no one knew what it was going to be.

As soon as he touched the ball of light, a sense of icy coldness began to sweep over, and a mysterious and mysterious artistic conception descended.

Sword Dao Dharmakaya!

It seemed that there was a kind of extremely magnificent words reverberating in his mind, and then he fell into a strange artistic conception of epiphany and ignored the outside world.

I don't know how long.

Ye Fei slowly opened his eyes, with a little surprise on his face.

Now, he already understands what kind of technique is used by the phantom that can only suppress his attack, which is what he obtained in the exercise, or in other words, supernatural power.

"Sword Dao Dharma Body", once used, it will transform into a sword dao body, and the whole body will form a sword dao field within a certain range. In the field, if the cultivation base is stronger than him but does not exceed a big realm, it will be suppressed by [-]%. The cultivation base will suppress [-]% of the strength, if the cultivation base is [-]% lower than him!

If the opponent uses the power of the sword to attack him, the suppressed strength will be doubled. As for the specific power of the sword body, it will be clear from the phantom before, and there is no need to explain too much.

It's just a pity for him that the Sword Dao Dharma Body is a magical technique that does not belong to his cultivation base. He cannot use it easily, and once he uses it, he will be backlashed like the phantom before.

When the cultivation base is insufficient, it can only be used for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, the body will dissipate and become weak. It will last for half a month. During the period of vanity, the cultivation base will plummet to a large level.
"The method is good, but it's a pity that I dare not use it lightly." With a soft sigh, Ye Fei walked out of the hall slowly.

When the phantom maintained the dharma body, he was suppressed in a straight line, and when the phantom dharma body dissipated and returned, he was instantly killed by a sword. It is him.

The weak period of half a month. Unless it is really a desperate crisis to the point of death, Ye Fei will never use it, so as not to make the situation worse.

Somewhere in the clouds.

Ye Fei looked at the hall in front of him and walked forward slowly.

He has already opened five halls, and he can open the last one. Although the halls here are endless, and the divine sense of the Ice God has never reappeared, he has no plans to open other halls, and he does not even want to continue to open them unless necessary. To touch that somewhat nihilistic luck.

Who can tell by luck.

Just when he was about to open the door, Ye Fei suddenly sensed something, retracted his hand like lightning, and stared at the hall, with some palpitations between his brows.

The moment he was about to encounter it, he suddenly felt that the hall in front of him was like a world-destroying monster. If he entered, he would die. Even facing the attack of 32 black wolves on the eighth floor, he didn't have such a strong sense of death.

The feeling of nowhere to escape.

That intuition didn't have any origin, nor any premonition, but he was extremely sensitive to this feeling, because all the way to the present, apart from his own decisiveness, the intuition of crisis from death could not be buried.

"In the hall, is there an existence that can kill me. Above the Nascent Soul? Is it the phantom of the real fairy as the Ice God said?" With a murmur, Ye Fei turned and left decisively.

No matter what it is, since there is the danger of death, there is no need for him to take risks. The hall is endless, and he has many choices.

Another cloud layer.

Just as Ye Fei was about to push away, he felt the feeling before again. The feeling of mortal death!
"What's going on?" With a murmur, Ye Fei retreated like lightning to avoid touching the main hall, and frowned slightly when he saw the door of the main hall, feeling like death in two consecutive halls?

Coincidence or what?
After being silent for a while, Ye Fei jumped to other clouds without saying a word.

The third cloud layer, the fourth cloud layer.
In less than [-] breaths, Ye Fei approached ten clouds one after another. What puzzled him was that all those halls, without exception, would give him the feeling of death, the intuition that there is no way to escape. .

cloud edge.

Ye Fei looked at the hall in front of him, narrowing his eyes slightly: "It's all like this in ten consecutive cloud halls, coincidence? Don't say that my luck is not too bad. Even if it is really bad, it is impossible to meet ten times in a row."

If he was not confident about his illusory luck before, but now...he is already somewhat confident.

Entering the five main halls, the phantom of the opponent who can master swordsmanship makes him in a difficult situation. Although the other Nascent Soul is a bit troublesome in the later stage, it is not very difficult.

As for the harvest, an ordinary stone is worthless, but the other four, an emerald jade, is invaluable. Although it is useless to him, it cannot conceal its value. Treasure!
However, under this condition, I have sensed the Hall of Mortal Death ten times in succession.
After a long silence, Ye Fei turned around and fled out of the clouds: "The limit is that you can enter six halls, but there is no rule, so I must enter six halls!"

He gave up!
Although the hall is endless, he gave up looking for the next hall because of ten consecutive death sensations. He chose not to touch the No. 11 and No. 12 trials of luck. He chose to go directly to the inheritance now. where!
Three Nascent Soul phantoms, two ice origins allowed him to directly comprehend the Sword Dao Dharma Body and Qing Ming Jue, and the Sword Dao Dharma Body as a supernatural power allowed him to control it instantly, and the consumption of the Ice Origin might be immeasurable.

It is not difficult to get the inheritance.

Another reason that persuaded him to give up was the words of the Ice God's Divine Sense at the beginning. After four waves of wolves, one can enter the ninth floor, five waves of wolves can randomly enter three halls, and six waves can choose six halls.

After careful analysis, it is not difficult to come to the conclusion that the four waves of wolves can come to the ninth floor to go to the inheritance place, but according to the behind-the-scenes meaning of the ice god's divine sense, the four waves cannot enter the hall to weaken the original source, so naturally it is impossible to get the inheritance .

And since the five waves of wolves have been able to choose the main hall, they must have the possibility of getting the inheritance. In this way, the possibility of him getting the inheritance is really not low.

Still thinking, Ye Fei's figure has returned to the white clouds when he first reached the ninth floor, and it is also the only cloud layer in the sky without a hall.

As soon as he came back here, a wave of space teleportation hit him, because he had already heard the words of the ice god's divine sense, and he didn't resist, and disappeared along the teleportation.

The picture is reversed, and there is a cloud.

Looking back, the surrounding halls are endless.

"This is still the ninth floor?" With a murmur, Ye Fei frowned slightly. If he read correctly, this must be the ninth floor, and the endless cloud hall around him is the most powerful proof.

"This is indeed the ninth floor." Accompanied by a whisper, the Ice God Divine Sense slowly appeared.

Ye Fei calmed down instantly: "Senior."

And the face of the young man transformed by divine thoughts smiled: "Looking at your appearance before, do you think that the inheritance is not on the ninth floor?"

"Predecessors once said that when you finally return to the original cloud layer, you will be transported to the inheritance location, so I thought the inheritance was not here, but when I think about it carefully, the younger generation is wrong." Ye Fei shook his head and explained.

Then he turned his head and looked at the hall in front of him: "Senior, is the inheritance in the hall? What if I choose this hall in the hall among the clouds in the sky? Get the inheritance directly?"

"No." With a soft voice, the young man waved his hand, and a light curtain appeared between the clouds: "You can only come here from the beginning of the clouds, otherwise you will not be able to see this hall, even if you pass through here, you will be here." The hall treats you as if it doesn't exist, and it's impossible to detect something wrong with your cultivation base."

"So that's the case, thank you senior for clarifying the confusion." Ye Fei didn't ask the reason, it was nothing more than insufficient cultivation.

The ice god's divine sense smiled even more: "Before I open the hall, don't you consider continuing to search for the last hall? I never lied to you before. If the original source is not weakened enough, you will not only not get the inheritance, but will be merged with it." The source froze and died on the spot."

Ye Fei thought of his previous feelings, and shook his head slightly: "No, please let the seniors start the inheritance."

"No hurry." Shaking his head slightly, the young man showed a little indifference: "I saw here before that you were going to open the last one at first, but for some reason you gave up ten consecutive ones. Is there a reason?"

Ye Fei frowned suddenly, the reason for his giving up was very simple, it came from the intuition of death, the inescapable intuition of death.

Seeing this, the young man smiled and said, "Could it be, is it convenient to explain?"

"This" hesitated for a while, Ye Fei said softly: "Since the senior wants to know, then the junior should not hide it. I am indeed preparing to enter the hall for the last time. I just contacted the ten halls. I feel the crisis of death. So I give up."

"The feeling of death." With a murmur, the young man nodded lightly: "I see. Your intuition is also sharp, come with me."

Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, and then said immediately: "Senior, there is something hidden in your expression?"

"Do you really want to know?" The young man did not refuse.

"I really want to know why there will be a feeling of death in ten places in a row. My luck should not be so bad." Ye Fei nodded slightly.

"It's okay to tell you." The young man turned and walked towards the main hall, and at the same time whispered softly: "No matter what your chances are, or what your previous gains are, the phantom in the sixth hall must be In the game of lore, even if you are the supreme arrogance, you will die, because the sixth seat must be the phantom of the real fairy."

"It must be a phantom of the real fairy." Ye Fei's pupils shrank slightly, full of heart palpitations: "Isn't the ninth floor a test of chance? Why is the sixth floor necessarily a phantom of the real fairy?"

He couldn't help but be like this, if it wasn't for the intuition of death reminding him, he might enter the hall without knowing it, when the time comes
(End of this chapter)