I have a devouring system for spiritual energy recovery

The mysterious voice didn't answer him.

However, after such a long time, Feng Lingqiu was able to guess the identity of the mysterious voice without emotion.

That mysterious voice might be the weapon spirit of this Tower of Babel, or... the tower spirit.

Feng Lingqiu is not as capable as Qiu Lingfeng, so he can make appraisals at will.

If Feng Lingqiu accidentally identifies a being whose strength far exceeds his own or whose realm far exceeds his own, then his soul will be damaged.

Because he simply couldn't bear the identified information.

Therefore, Feng Lingqiu restrained his ability to identify information most of the time, even if he really wanted to identify information.

But to live or to satisfy his curiosity, he could only choose one.

"This Kuxian Mansion is really weird." Feng Lingqiu murmured in a low voice.

He raised his sword and took away the group of Mingdao Venerables.

Different from before, Feng Lingqiu retained their souls this time.

There is no need to go into details about how powerful Feng Lingqiu's soul power is.

Mastering the Soul Gathering Illusion Technique, he can control his own soul at will and perform various other soul skills.

Soul-binding is naturally a no-brainer.

Feng Lingqiu patiently stayed where he was and waited. The aborigines were also very helpful, sending souls to Feng Lingqiu in waves.

In less than an hour, Feng Lingqiu had accumulated twenty aboriginal souls.

He and Yi Zhiyu each have ten paths.

When the number of these souls reached ten, Feng Lingqiu and Yi Zhiyu had an instinct in their hearts.

That is to inject all ten souls into the crystal stone on the back of the hand.

"Let's go." Feng Lingqiu didn't waste any time and poured ten aboriginal souls into the crystal on the back of his hand.

After the soul was injected into the crystal, a terrifying wave erupted, and then, Feng Lingqiu's vision began to blur.

Upon seeing this, Yi Zhiyu hurriedly followed Feng Lingqiu to inject the ten aboriginal souls into the crystal on the back of his hand.

The space inside the fourth floor tower.

It's simpler here, with only a huge arena and nothing else.

After Feng Lingqiu appeared here, he saw Yi Zhiyu's figure.

"Master." Yi Zhiyu hurried over after seeing Feng Lingqiu.

"This fourth floor is the arena. Could it be that we are going to kill each other again?" Feng Lingqiu frowned, glanced at Yi Zhiyu and said.

After noticing Feng Lingqiu's gaze, Yi Zhiyu trembled and looked at Feng Lingqiu with a pitiful expression.

"If you're afraid of death, just take off the crystal on the back of your hand." Feng Lingqiu laughed. It seemed that Yi Zhiyu was frightened by him.

Then, he discovered something was wrong.

The crystals on the backs of his and Yi Zhiyu's hands...

All disappeared.

"The crystal is gone." Feng Lingqiu's pupils shrank sharply.

Doesn't this mean that he and Yi Zhiyu cannot leave Kuxian Mansion at any time?

Yi Zhiyu also discovered this, his pretty face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and he said:

"Master, doesn't this mean we will be trapped here for the rest of our lives?"

"Not necessarily. It seems like we have to wait for others to come up." Feng Lingqiu calmed down and shook his head.

Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground and rubbed his brows.

If he was really trapped in this Kuxian Mansion, he wouldn't have the slightest worry.

why?

Because he has a secret guard clone staying in Shangyun Sect.

As long as his body dies, he can be resurrected on top of his own secret guard clone.

Now Feng Lingqiu is worried about the three girls Yi Zhiyu, Feng Linglan, and Su Xiaohan.

The three of them don't have the means to seal Lingqiu. If they are trapped in the Kuxian Mansion or die here, there will really be no way out.

Feng Lingqiu, who looked so calm, also gave Yi Zhiyu some courage. She calmed down and sat next to Feng Lingqiu, holding her knees.

"Didn't the Kexian Mansion say that opportunities are everywhere? Why didn't Mao even see us for so long after we came in?" Feng Lingqiu sighed and complained.

Yi Zhiyu shook his head blankly.

"The third level of space is full of treasures." The mysterious voice... ah no, it was a voice suspected of being a tower spirit floating slowly.

Hearing this, Feng Lingqiu raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but say: "Then I really have to thank you. If it weren't for your hand just now, I would have explored the entire third floor."

Now Feng Lingqiu just wants to scold his mother.

He also came to his senses.

The third floor of the Kuxian Mansion is full of aboriginal people. Those aboriginal people all have the cultivation of Venerable Mingdao. Aren't there treasures everywhere?

The corpse of Master Mingdao is also a good thing for refining puppets.

It's a pity that Feng Lingqiu didn't master the method of refining the puppet.

Besides, he doesn't need a puppet.

Because he has a doppelganger.

The clone is much easier to use than the puppet.

"Master, what's going on with this mysterious sound?" Yi Zhiyu asked in confusion.

"If my guess is correct, it should be the weapon spirit of this tower." Feng Lingqiu said his guess.

Unfortunately, the grade of this Tower of Tongtian is unknown, so Feng Lingqiu did not dare to perform appraisal directly on the Tower of Tongtian.

"Ta Ling..." Yi Zhiyu was silent for a moment and then said,

"Master, I feel like this tower spirit doesn't like you very much."

"It's normal if you don't like it. After all, I'm strong enough to ignore its rules." Feng Lingqiu shrugged and smiled.

At the same time, the space inside the second floor tower.

Su Xiaohan and Feng Linglan have explored nearly half of the maze.

click...

With a crisp sound, the radiant crystal in Su Xiaohan's hand suddenly shattered, and the light dissipated instantly.

Seeing this, Feng Linglan quickly lit up the next crystal.

As the light once again covered the passages of the maze, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister Linglan, this maze is so big, how long will it take for us to find it?" Su Xiaohan glanced at the bloody dress and said distressedly.

The blood was not hers, but the blood of those she had killed.

As a second-grade Mingdao Venerable, her fighting power is naturally extremely terrifying.

Coupled with her strange strength, if she can't control it, she will beat the opponent to pieces.

So once her clothes go through battle, they will become bloody.

This is also the biggest problem that troubles Su Xiaohan.

That's because her image after the battle was so unladylike.

In comparison, Feng Linglan's image is more ladylike. Even after many battles, her clothes are still as neat as new.

Ok……

Yes, these two people are both existences who can instantly kill warriors of the same level.

Belongs to the ranks of the top geniuses.

"Referring to the first level of space, there should be more than one way to leave the teleportation formation." Feng Linglan gave her own analysis.