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Chapter 140
I saw that Xu Ming had just released the red-haired corpse king from the square-inch ring, and the two-winged silkworms attacked the corpse king as if they had seen meaty mosquitoes and flies.

The strange thing is that the red-haired corpse king's body made of cast iron should not be afraid of this palm-sized monster.

But in fact, the disparity between the bloodlines of the two had already led to the defeat of the red-haired corpse king before he even made a move.

Seeing this, Xu Ming hurriedly greeted him, and quickly protected the corpse king behind him.

His expression and movements were very similar to the game he played in his childhood: eagle catching chicken.

Xu Ming danced, talked and gestured, and finally let the two-winged silkworm understand that the red-haired corpse king is not food, but a partner.

It's funny to say, the red-haired corpse king, who never changed his vicious aura even when facing Chen Xue,
Now seeing these two winged silkworms, they are as well-behaved as chickens, they didn't even make a sound.

Seeing that Xu Ming finally reconciled the previous relationship between these two monsters, he hurriedly put the two into separate rings.

This time, the two-winged silkworms surprisingly did not resist.

But before entering Fangcunjie, he gave the red-haired corpse king a hard look.

Xu Ming looked at this pair of joyous treasures with a funny face, and couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

Looking at the familiar stone door that appeared at the end of the eyes, the hidden darkness in it represented that the sixth floor had been opened.

"Witch, you have to wait for me!"

Xu Ming clenched his fists secretly, let out a sigh of relief, and then walked slowly towards the sixth floor.

The inexplicable feeling in his heart made him feel a little throbbing about what was hidden in the sixth floor.

But the road has to go anyway, and fate can only be held in one's own hands.

Step into the boundless darkness leading to the sixth floor, and the things you see in front of you will flow accordingly.

Zhaixing Building, the sixth floor! !

A place that no one has stepped into for a long time, after an unknown number of Star Reaching Conferences, finally ushered in people.

pat!

The sound of a lock being broken in the dark resounded in the empty sixth floor.

Yes, the biggest difference between the sixth floor of the Zhaixing Building and the other floors is that there is no one there.

The moment Xu Ming just stepped in, his sea of ​​consciousness was hit hard by a dull hammer.

Along with the bouts of dizziness, bright red blood gleefully flowed from his nostrils.

Fortunately, Xu Ming's physical body has been tempered several times, and his sea of ​​consciousness has also increased significantly.

If it was really like what I was on Earth back then, I am afraid that the moment I stepped on the sixth floor of the Star Picking Building, the sea of ​​consciousness would be shattered and I would die.

But even so, this unexpected blow still caused Xu Ming a big loss.

With his strong spirit, he did not dare to let go of the alloy sword in his hand for a moment.

Be careful to guard against the enemies that may appear at any time, but in fact he is thinking too much.

There is only one seemingly ordinary bridge in front of my eyes, to be precise, it is a stone arch bridge.

There was nothing on the bridge and under the bridge. Xu Ming, who was struggling to resist the coercion, was a little surprised by the rather deserted scenery.

no one? ?
The more painful the sea of ​​consciousness was, the clearer his perverted six senses became.

After a few breaths, Xu Ming was sure that the sixth floor was indeed empty.

But when he took a small step, the coercion of bombarding the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly increased.

This coercion is definitely different from Zhou Banxian's formation, which is strong on the outside and in the middle. It is like a hammer-like coercion that hit Xu Ming's fragile sea of ​​consciousness.

"I can't. Back off!"

He went through nine deaths to get here.

It is only one step away from the Phoenix blood on the seventh floor, how can he fall here, and he cannot fall here.

Xu Ming, supported by his tenacious thoughts, gritted his teeth and took another step forward.

Taking this step made his eyes round in an instant.

Because the coercion that was like a dull hammer before was like an awl piercing into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

The feeling that seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, and the severe pain that seemed to be able to completely destroy the sea of ​​consciousness.

The combination of the two is constantly tormenting Xu Ming's soul, as well as the remaining power of faith.

But Xu Ming took advantage of this step to see the low stone platform at the end of the stone bridge in a daze.

There seems to be an exquisite pagoda on the stone platform, but it is only the size of a palm.

The colors of the seven-story pagodas seem to be different, but they blend together beautifully.

Xu Ming just glanced at the pagoda, and the severe pain in the sea of ​​consciousness disappeared in an instant.

Even the brows that were frowned because of the severe pain before were relaxed a little at this moment.

"From this point of view, the reward for these six floors may be this Linglong Pagoda."

Although the goal in his heart was clear, what stood in front of Xu Ming's eyes was an invisible mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire.

With every step he took, his consciousness was teetering on the edge of collapse.

Right now he can still walk on the stone bridge, but he dare not think how far he can go.

But now that the arrow is on the string, there is no retreat, and moving forward is his only choice.

In the empty sixth floor, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Every step was like a deafening step on the apex of the heart, which made Xu Ming's heart tremble violently.

At this moment, Xu Ming's sea of ​​consciousness is like a large honeycomb briquette. It looks wide, but it gives the invisible coercion a chance to attack.

Either a dull hammer, or a sharp awl, or like a violent storm, or like a dull knife cutting flesh.

Anyway, in a place that Xu Ming couldn't reach, his sea of ​​consciousness had already been tortured.

He was faintly hovering on the verge of collapse, if it wasn't for the obsession with Zhou Xiaodie in his heart.

I'm afraid Xu Ming, an otaku who has never suffered much, could not hold on long ago and collapsed on this stone bridge, dying.

But Xu Ming is only at the end of his battle at the moment, and his blood-stained face is full of blood.

Snot, tears, saliva, and blood all interweave and converge into an extremely miserable ink painting.

At this moment, he is like a drunk man, barely shaking and moving forward.

"me."

Everything in front of him had already become blurred, Xu Ming just walked forward step by step relying on his feeling.

The words have been said incoherently, and this is all because the sea of ​​consciousness has been tortured by the invisible coercion.

The method that seemed to reach deep into the soul tortured Xu Ming all the time.

But there seemed to be a glimmer of life left for him, as if he was forcing Xu Ming to retreat from the stone bridge.

But he didn't expect that this young man who only had cultivation in the foundation building stage would be so stubborn.

"The witch waits."

Xu Ming only felt that the things in front of him became more and more blurred, and everything was a little unclear.

As if he was dragging his heavy body, he moved step by step to the position of the glazed pagoda.

The only good news is that the distance between the two is shrinking.

Perhaps, this was the only thing Xu Ming felt lucky about.

At least it is certain that the palm-sized glazed pagoda at the end of the stone bridge is not a mirage.

"Arrive soon"

“It’s almost there”

Just when Xu Ming thought he was in sight of winning, something happened suddenly.

(End of this chapter)