Proficiency: practice thousands of times

Wang Yu nodded, and took the Explosive Qi Pill, whether it is useful or not, it is always right to prepare first.

Look up at this phantom wall rock.

He is not unfamiliar with this place at all, he spent two years honing his mind and deducing his skills here.

Even the body training method that he is proud of was broken through with the help of this phantom wall rock.

Without this phantom wall rock, he probably wouldn't be able to reach his current strong strength and such a fast cultivation progress.

This Phantom Cliff really helped him a lot and meant a lot to him.

"Teacher, I'm going!"

"Go, I trust you." Old Baihe said with a light smile.

He felt lucky that he was able to find Wang Yu a few years ago, and deeply felt that everything was arranged by fate.

Without Wang Yu's appearance, all his final plans would not have much hope, and the ending may be doomed to be tragic.

Now, whether Wang Yu can step into the Xiantian realm is the next most critical step.

Wang Yu nodded and stepped up the stone steps on the Magic Wall Rock.

The familiar phantom of the skeleton reappeared without any change.

With a flick of Wang Yu's fingers, a burst of energy pierced the dead bones instantly.

He kept walking, all the way up.

The energy around him kept flying, and the dead bones exploded and disappeared the moment they appeared, without even a chance to move.

Twenty floors, thirty floors, forty floors.

Just like that all the way to the eightieth floor.

This is almost the highest point that Wang Yu could reach before he left.

Wang Yu found it extremely difficult to deal with the phantom of the human figure that appeared later, and there was a lot of danger, so he didn't continue to challenge.

But now, he is not what it used to be in every aspect.

The perfect cultivation of Qi Xingjing, coupled with the sword technique of the Ninth Extreme Realm, made him instantly kill such powerful human shadow phantoms again.

With one slash, no matter what enemy or phantom you are, they will all perish.

Continuing the impetuous momentum, go upwards.

On the No.90 floor, I encountered a phantom of a human figure on the next level.

However, under the power of his sword, there was still no difference, and it was chopped into pieces with one blow.

With such a strong sword power, the eyes of the few sword masters below are shining brightly.

Kuangge shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"Junior brother's saber technique has reached a level of perfection, to the point where I can't even see through it."

tread!

At this time, Wang Yu went up to the ninth floor of No.90.

This is the limit position for old man Bai He, Qing Gang and others.

What appeared was a phantom of a more solid figure.

It can be clearly seen that it is a tall and slender man, wearing a set of loose black clothes with the skirts open.

He has long black curly hair, a handsome and bewitching face, pale skin, and a strange red mark on his forehead, which looks like three petals.

Under the black clothes, there is a long, narrow knife with a black and red scabbard, which looks quite light.

This phantom did not attack Wang Yu frantically the moment it appeared, but stood in place.

Like a real person, he slightly opened his closed eyes, and his bright black eyes fell on Wang Yu not far away.

For some reason, Wang Yu read many inexplicable emotions from these eyes.

Desolation, sadness, and confusion

"My name is Heixiu, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Chapter 165 Zhelong

Underneath, the old man Baihe and Qinggang watched as Wang Yu stepped onto the top stone steps.

"He should have seen that black embroidery, can he really win?" Qinggang recalled the scene of fighting with that unique illusion in the past, with a heavy heart.

He tried 38 times in total, all of which failed.

After that, he gave up completely and never set foot on the top floor to fight against it.

"Yes!" Old Baihe nodded, his tone indifferent and inexplicably firm.

"Hey, I think it's okay too, little junior brother is not an ordinary person." Kuangge laughed at the side.

on the stone steps.

"Can you talk?" Wang Yu raised his eyebrows.

Along the way, it was the first time he encountered a phantom that could speak autonomously.

"Can you communicate with me?" Wang Yu asked tentatively.

Heixiu, formed by the phantom, kept his expression unchanged, and slowly put one hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, ignoring Wang Yu's question.

For a moment, Wang Yu only felt that his aura was completely locked, and his muscles tensed inexplicably as if he felt danger.

"Sure enough, it's just an illusion." Wang Yu confirmed that although the other party could speak, he didn't have a human-like sense of autonomy.

The words that blurted out were more like a prepared recording.

Wang Yu waited in full force, without the slightest carelessness.

It is impossible to deal with an enemy that can make old Baihe and Qinggang retreat.

Fortunately, Illusion can't reach the innate level of combat power, otherwise, Wang Yu should go back honestly and accumulate contributions from the sect.

Clang!

The blood-like dark red blade was unsheathed, and the phantom accelerated and rushed in front of Wang Yu in an instant.

Hurry up, so fast that even Wang Yu almost couldn't react.

The Fanxing Knife was pulled out, and the two knives collided with each other. Suddenly, a huge force burst out, and Wang Yu's majestic energy and blood boiled like fire.

He was forced to take a step back, and the phantom black embroidery was blown away by the force of the knife.

boom!

With force under his feet, three air pythons appeared around Wang Yu's body, and he rushed forward.

Facing the flying enemy, he did not hesitate to use the saber technique of the Ninth Extreme Realm.

As soon as the knife light appeared, the energy as soft as water turned into water ripples, rippling on the entire stone steps.

"Shui, the true meaning of water!" Fang Fat instantly saw the extraordinaryness of this knife, and his chubby face was filled with astonishment.

Kuangge had seen Wang Yu unleash his true sword when practicing the sword before, and he was prepared in his heart, but he also found that Wang Yu's sword at this moment was far more powerful than before.

The layer upon layer of water pattern knife air was about to cover Hei Xiu's body.

I saw the three petal prints on his forehead suddenly glowing brightly. He was in mid-air, and then he also slashed.

The next moment, with him as the center, circles of fire waves spread across the entire stone steps like a nuclear bomb.

It is also a true sword!It's just that the other party is the true meaning of fire!

boom!

Light blue and deep red, it seems that there are only these two colors left in the whole world.

Two completely different true powers are colliding with each other, and the sword energy is fading and exploding.

The people under the stone steps couldn't see the phantom of Heixiu, but the violent fluctuations of the battle were actually happening, which proved how fierce the battle above was at this moment.

Seeing that he couldn't kill the enemy quickly, Wang Yu didn't hesitate to put his left hand in the air.

The three air pythons around him immediately moved towards the black body of the phantom.

"burst!"

The moment he got a little closer, Wang Yu did not hesitate to detonate the three pythons that gathered all his energy.

Roar!

The air python was roaring, from top to bottom, it swallowed Heixiu at the same time in different directions regardless of everything.

Under the violent energy explosion, Wang Yu's face sank like water, and he had already squeezed the explosive energy pill given by the old man Baihe in his hand.

He had already done his best just now, if he still couldn't kill the enemy instantly, he could only take the Explosive Qi Pill for the last fight.

The power of this illusion was beyond his expectation, and the old man Baihe and Qing Gang didn't even force out the true meaning of the illusion.

He is the only one who has managed to fight against the phantom black embroidery to the point where he is now, and has also risen to a higher level of battle.

I thought that at the same level, he possessed the body training method and mastered the ninth extreme sword technique, and he was already invincible.

Unexpectedly, the phantom of a qi level on the stone steps made him try his best.

"Really don't be careless." Wang Yu secretly said.

After a while, the true sword energy dissipated, and the commotion of the explosion on the stone steps also stopped.

The black embroidery still hasn't disappeared, but the murderous intent locked on Wang Yu's body is gone.

Heixiu's body was also much thinner, sheathed the knife lightly, and seemed to have a gentle smile on Wang Yu's face, but it didn't seem to be.

"Finally, please trouble your Excellency to erase the blood of the dragon here, so that my remnant soul can be freed, I am very grateful"

During these words, Wang Yu noticed that the sadness in the phantom's eyes was still there, and the daze had dissipated, leaving a little bit of expression.

In a daze, in front of Wang Yu's eyes, there seemed to be a person who crossed the long river of time and had a brief exchange with him.

After a word, the phantom named Heixiu dissipated.

Wang Yu let out a sigh of relief, put away the Explosive Qi Pill in his hand, and stepped onto the top of the rock.

"Sure enough, you are indeed a junior!" Fatty Fang smiled with his eyes wide open, quite happy.

Everyone was also smiling, happy that Wang Yu could make further progress, and at the same time seemed to have seen the rise of Xinghai Kingdom.

Standing on the top of the Phantom Cliff Rock, a large amount of blood mist swirls around, and there is a faint black air like snakes and phantoms, shuttling through it.

Undoubtedly, this is a strange and disturbing place.

The blood mist kept rolling, stretched out bloody hands and claws in a trance, and gradually wrapped Wang Yu who was standing on the edge of the rock top into it.

Wang Yu's expression was calm, his mind gathered, and he resisted the erosion of the phantoms in the blood mist.

The rocky ground under his feet seemed to be cracked with deep scars, and dark red hot blood came from nowhere, pouring into these cracks and deep grooves like magma.

Wang Yu raised his hand and shot a burst of energy, briefly dispelling the blood mist in front of him, so that he could clearly see the blood pool in the center of the rock top.

That is the source of everything in the Phantom Wall Rock, and it is also the real goal of his trip.

After a little observation, the blood pool is not that big, just a small pool with a diameter of three to four meters.

I imagined that the blood pool should be full of blood, but at first glance, although the pool is damp and covered with a lot of blood, there is not a lot of blood, and it is empty.

In my mind, I recalled the last sentence left by the phantom black embroidery before, which was to ask him to erase the blood of the dragon here.

"Zhilong?" Wang Yu had heard the word before.

Previously on island 701, in the dense forest peninsula, under the underground cave he discovered.

That ancient last words also mentioned Zhelong!

And the Ziwei Human Race.

He had looked through various ancient books collected by the old man Baihe, but there was no description of the Zhelong and the Ziwei human race.

This is the second time he has heard the word Zhelong after a few years.

According to the description in the ancient words of the cave, he had made some speculations.

The Ziwei human race may be the human race in ancient times, and the Zhelong was the great enemy of the human race at that time.