Heaven Swallowing Record

Wu Yu soon tasted the test leading to the eighth level.

The higher he went, the stronger the light became. Later, even with his golden eyes, he was like a blind man and could not see anything clearly.

The thing that intercepted him, stopped him from going up, and attacked him was a kind of "light thorn". It seemed to be composed of white light. Some were big and some were small. The big ones might be as big as a pillar and roared past. The smallest ones might be only the size of a needle and shuttled through without sound.

Whether it was a large light column or a small light thorn, they were all composed of extremely concentrated light. They were densely packed in the sky and pierced from one direction to another.

The gap between the light thorns was very small.

When pierced by the light thorn, the light thorn would instantly disperse. The larger it was, the more it dispersed. It would penetrate all the internal organs and bones of the body. Although it could finally turn into light and dissipate, the lethality it brought to the flesh, the purple palace energy, and even the soul was quite huge.

This test is indeed much more difficult to resist than all the previous levels. Here, only those who have reached the eighth level of the realm of asking questions can pass the test here, and even if they bring outsiders with them, it may not be possible.

It is indeed difficult for Wu Yu to challenge the eighth level.

The light thorns cannot be seen or touched. Although the sound can be heard, the sound of the light thorns shuttles everywhere. It is difficult to tell whether you are about to be stabbed. There is very little time and space to dodge. There may even be a situation where you will be stabbed no matter which direction you dodge.

It is important to dare to come up to the seventh level. It is estimated that in less than five breaths, you will be stabbed into a hornet's nest and riddled with holes.

After all, this place is even harder to see than the sixth level.

Wu Yu was not frightened. After all, his Fa Tian Xiang Di could shrink his body and increase his speed, which was a huge advantage. At the same time, he also had the magic of walking. Although he could not see, his fire eyes were a little clearer than others. At least he could see a little bit in front of him. So at the beginning, he could barely shuttle freely in the burst and piercing of the light thorns. Only once he dodged without hurry, and was pierced by the silver needle-sized light thorn in his arm.

With his current Vajra Buddha body of the Tathagata, he was almost penetrated. Fortunately, Wu Yu suppressed the burst of the light thorns, but he was still in pain and blood appeared on his arm.

In fact, he knew that other people who had reached the eighth level of the realm of Taoism must have relied on the purple mansion elemental force to perform Taoist magic, or used the majestic purple mansion elemental force to control the Tianling Dao weapon and rushed forward. His purple mansion elemental force was far inferior to theirs. He could only use the advantage of his physical body to dodge to reduce the number of attacks.

At the beginning, Wu Yu was stabbed less often, and he still had some confidence. Although it was painful and thrilling, he felt that the problem was not big.

Unexpectedly, the higher he went, the faster the light thorns were, the stronger the power was, and the greater the density was. He didn't know how much distance was above. When he continued to go up, he could say that the number of times he was stabbed had become quite a lot. Many times Wu Yu was stabbed several times in a row, and there were more and more blood holes on his body!

"This is not a solution!" He had a headache.

"Otherwise, give up. I don't think you can go up. Don't force yourself. It's not good for you. I think you should just use the somersault cloud to escape." Ming Long liked to say discouraging words the most, and now he didn't show much mercy...

"No." Wu Yu's voice was flat. He endured it for a while, focused on dodging, and used his fastest speed to shuttle through the light thorns, almost jumping up and down, and changing countless times in a breath of time. Ordinary people couldn't see his traces clearly.

He really had an outstanding will. If there was no way to accomplish something, he would find a way.

The light thorns all over the sky are indeed terrible, but at least he is not in a desperate situation of death yet. As long as he is not dead, he will probably continue to rush up.

Of course, because of such stubbornness, he will suffer losses. He is indeed continuing to go up, but his speed is getting slower and slower. The key is that he has been attacked more and more times. In this dense place, he doesn’t know how far he is from the eighth level. However, except for his eyes, almost all parts of his body have been pierced by the thorns. Now the speed of his body recovery is not as fast as the speed of being torn apart by the thorns.

The key is that now his whole body is full of burning pain, which is undoubtedly a terrible stimulation.

"You still don't give up? Are you really looking for death? I see that your melon is almost ripe, you can't let it rot now." Ming Long is still thinking about her rebirth.

Wu Yu did not answer her, and he did not have time to answer. Now in his world, there were only spikes and dodging. He forgot everything and focused all his attention on fighting against the spikes. Successful dodging was success, and being stabbed was failure. He was in a constant state of success and failure.

"You are like a puppet when you are stubborn, and you are not afraid of death at all. Come on, let me remind you, think about whether the third level of somersault cloud that you have not been able to break through can help you?" Ming Long suddenly said.

Her words were like a loud bang to Wu Yu, who was now concentrating on fighting the increasingly dense light thorns. In fact, there were indeed many things that he couldn't figure out about the third level, but in fact, he had reached a very critical level. He felt that he was actually just a layer of window paper away. He was already very close, but he just didn't understand it at all, which led to his inability to reach a new level.

In this situation, with light thorns all over the sky and dodging in a panic, coupled with Ming Long's words, Wu Yu once again thought of the somersault cloud.

"Yes... So that's how it is..."

This feeling of sudden enlightenment and the dissipation of the haze made Wu Yu's eyes full of tears. When all the confusion was suddenly solved, it felt like a sunny day suddenly came after dozens of days of heavy rain. It was really refreshing. It felt like the soul was about to ascend to heaven, and the whole person seemed to become lighter.

"Transformation, it can be like this."

The third level of the somersault cloud is called Transformation.

Before, Wu Yu only knew that it was an extension of the second level of the Somersault Cloud. He felt the mysterious feeling from those obscure sentences, but he lacked the most fundamental understanding of this mystery, and didn't know how to extend it. Now, thinking about the previous things, under the dense piercing of the light thorns, he knew in which direction this shape-shifting should develop. When he thought through this, all the previous doubts were actually dissipating rapidly. His understanding of the third level of the Somersault Cloud instantly became extremely clear!

It's like a sunny day!

The sun is shining!

The comprehension has been reached, so the third level will not be too far away. Now Wu Yu just needs to display it.

If the second level is a one-time crossing of space, then this shifting is countless times, and it is within a very short period of time, one after another, and the change is controlled within a very small range. When Wu Yu's body is constantly shuttling through the void in the surrounding space, and then returning to the world of Yama, constantly going back and forth, constantly shifting short distances, and even shifting only one foot away, because the speed is too fast, so in a short period of time, he seems to have a large number of clones.

Of course, more of the remaining is his original shadow, so everyone knows that this is not a clone, but countless ghosts. The more times he jumps, the more ghosts there are. There are countless of his figures in a small range, which looks like shifting.

When I was practicing martial arts before, I also used the steps of shifting, but compared with the current advanced Tao and supernatural powers, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground.

Now Wu Yu looks like he is shaking, constantly appearing in multiple locations. It is difficult to know where his real body is now, so it is also difficult to really attack him.

Of course, he now integrates the somersault cloud into every corner of his body, as if every Buddha statue controls the somersault cloud and integrates it into one. He relies on this somersault cloud to shuttle between the void and reality, completing countless void jumps.

In fact, the first, second and third levels of the somersault cloud are all on the same path, constantly improving. The first level is to control and escape, but in fact there is also a short void shuttle. The second level is a rapid and large-scale crossing, and the third level is a continuous short-distance shuttle, which is getting more and more advanced. There are many levels of somersault cloud in the future, which is enough to look forward to!

Even if it is only now, it is also a great benefit to Wu Yu. Under this shape-shifting, the light thorn is indeed difficult to hit him. He has a lot of time to choose where he appears. Although he is still going up step by step, the number of times he is hit by the light thorn has dropped directly to less than one-thirtieth of the original.

Now, Wu Yu has great confidence to reach the eighth level of the Soul Tower. Maybe he has a different way to reach the eighth level than other people who have asked the question. He didn't rely on hard support, but it doesn't matter. Being able to reach the eighth level is the kingly way!

Moreover, this light thorn has a great effect on his training of the third level of the Somersault Cloud. Under the continuous impact of this light thorn, although he continues to go up, the light thorn continues to be dense, faster, and more powerful, but Wu Yu's number of hits has not increased with his self-improvement, but has been reduced. Until he continued to play and became addicted, he found that the light thorns were reduced instantly at a certain moment.

"You stinky boy, I helped you, don't you know how to thank me?" Ming Long laughed.

"Can you promise me your body?"

"Bullshit, you little softie who doesn't even dare to go to that little phoenix, I don't like you, but if I force you to play with it, it would be a bit interesting. I don't like you to be too proactive."

Wu Yu found that he still couldn't tease her.

However, under the huge change of the light, he obviously reached the eighth level.

As soon as he got here, he was stunned.

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I am a little tired after writing this. There are still three chapters today. I will continue tomorrow~