Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

"Who are you?"

This phantom that looked exactly like Zhou Yiqiao did not rush out directly, but put on a posture and spoke human words.

In Xuying's hand, he also held a fixed purple bamboo sword. He stood with the sword in hand, and the sword was powerful.

"I see that you are not a disciple of the Netherworld Sect, so why are you here in this trial tower?"

The phantom spoke again and looked at Zhou Yiqiao with an unkind expression.

Is this...a phantom condensed by one's own strength?

This thought flashed through Zhou Yiqiao's mind, and then he quickly calmed down.

He did not act rashly, but carefully observed the shadow that looked exactly like him.

Soon, Zhou Yiqiao found the difference between the other party and himself.

This phantom, whether it is physical body, spiritual consciousness or spiritual power, is only at the level when he first entered the Nine-Turn Reincarnation Tower.

"It seems that the trials on the first three levels have recorded my strength."

"These are all phantoms, they should be the trials of the fourth level."

Thinking of this, Zhou Yiqiao calmed down, cupped his fists and saluted the phantom in front of him, and spoke loudly every word.

"Junior Zhou Yiqiao was entrusted by Zhenjun Xuanyun of the Netherworld Sect to obtain the Nine-turn Reincarnation Kung Fu from the top of the tower for Youming!"

After saying that, he looked at the shadow carefully, and when he saw that the other person's expression seemed to be interested, he continued to speak.

"Nowadays, the Netherworld Sect is divided among its members, and externally it is coveted by the powerful powers in the south. It urgently needs this power to save its decline."

"Junior is hereby ordered to come, and senior please be accommodating!"

The shadow that was the same as Zhou Yiqiao stood at the original location. When it spoke again, the voices came from all directions.

Zhou Yiqiao could clearly feel that the shadow's voice was much older.

"Do you really mean what you said?"

"Everything I say, junior, is true, and I would never dare to deceive my senior."

"This is a trial tower that I specially refined for the Netherworld Sect. Although the first three floors are not restricted to identity..."

The shadow came again.

"But the next six levels of trials can only be entered by disciples of the Netherworld Sect. The nine-turn reincarnation skill is the secret of our Netherworld Sect. You can go back."

Zhou Yiqiao frowned when he heard this. He had already tasted the sweetness of the first three levels of trials. How could he give up so easily?

"Senior! Please remember that the Netherworld Sect is in an emergency..."

"If the situation is really urgent, just go and tell them and let them get it themselves! Where is the dignity of the disciples of the Netherworld Sect? They let an outsider break into the tower on their behalf!"

Zhou Yiqiao opened his mouth upon seeing this.

"Zhenjun Xuanyun has reviewed the entire sect. Apart from the juniors, the only one who can pass the test with confidence is the Nether Sect saint Wu Ranchen."

"But now we are in troubled times. The leader, Zhenjun Xuanyun, is sitting at the front. The saint has to act as the leader. Only the juniors are left who have the strength to break into the tower."

The shadow was silent for a while, obviously touched by Zhou Yiqiao's words.

"Our dignified Netherworld Sect has actually fallen to this level?"

"Let me ask you, how strong is the Netherworld Sect now, and what is the realm of the sect leader's saint?"

Hearing these words, Zhou Yiqiao suddenly became suspicious.

From the first day Zhou Yiqiao entered the immortal path, he knew that the word "Zhenjun" refers to the Nascent Soul monk. This senior could refine the Nine-Turn Reincarnation Tower, so he should not be ignorant of these things.

Zhou Yiqiao thought a lot, but finally answered.

"As an outsider, I don't know the specific strength of Netherworld Sect, but there are probably at least a dozen Nascent Soul True Monarchs and hundreds of Golden Core cultivators."

"Zhenjun Xuanyun has reached the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul Realm, and Her Royal Highness the Saint is in the same realm as this junior, both in the middle stage of Golden Core."

"How could this be?"

The shadow murmured to himself, seemingly in disbelief.

"The Netherworld Sect is a branch of the ancient demon sect. Although it has been baptized by the passage of time, it has already changed its sect and reestablished its foothold in the Netherworld Demon Realm. How could it be so weak?"

After hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao finally understood the reason for the phantom's repeated surprises.

It turned out that the other party had preconceived the idea that this place was the Netherworld Sect in the Netherworld Demon Realm, not the branch established by the Netherworld Sect in Yanzhou.

He was about to explain when he suddenly thought of the dispute between True Lord Xuanyun and his senior brother, True Lord Xuanyu.

Since True Lord Xuanyun brought this thing out openly, he should know the conditions required to enter this tower.

Since Zhenjun has not opened his mouth to explain to himself, there is no need for him to cause trouble here.

Thinking of this, he stood aside honestly, silent.

The shadow lamented to itself for a moment, and finally let out a long sigh and said relieved.

"That's it for now, just go ahead and break into the formation."

"But you have to know that I will not be merciful to you, but will make it more difficult. If it hurts your foundation, don't be jealous of me, the Nether Sect, for this."

Zhou Yiqiao was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then nodded solemnly.

"Senior, don't worry. If you fail in the trial, it's because this junior is not good at learning. I won't blame the Netherworld Sect."

"Okay, then, I will give you half a stick of incense to prepare. Once the time passes, I will not hold back any more."

After saying this, the shadow disappeared instantly.

Zhou Yiqiao bowed his hands in the direction of the other party's dissipation, then sat cross-legged and adjusted his energy and energy to the peak state.

After half a stick of incense passed, the shadow slowly condensed and appeared in front of Zhou Qi again.

"Junior, are you ready?"

This phantom holds a fixed purple bamboo sword, and its aura is condensed. It is obvious that it has no intention of letting go.

Zhou Yiqiao took a deep breath, then raised his head to look at the shadow, and spoke resolutely.

"Senior, feel free to come over here!"

"Hmph, that's quite courageous."

The shadow snorted coldly, and then took a step forward and came to Zhou Yiqiao. The fixed purple bamboo sword condensed with spiritual power was like a living thing in its hand, swinging it with a force that was impervious to wind and rain.

Before it even raised its sword, a ray of sword light struck Zhou Yiqiao.

The sword light pierced the air, making a sharp and sharp whistle. In the blink of an eye, it was close to Zhou Yiqiao's chest, and even the air rippled.

Zhou Yiqiao looked solemn as he also took out the Fixed Purple Bamboo Sword, ran the Seven Kills Sword Technique, and swung out a scarlet sword energy.

The moment the two sword energies collided, they erupted with a loud noise and fierce energy.

In just a moment, the entire space was filled with fierce sword intent. As the two attacked each other, their sword moves became more and more cunning and vicious.

In order to prevent Zhou Yiqiao from obtaining the Nine-turn Reincarnation Skill, the phantom has used strength at this moment, which has far exceeded the strength Zhou Yiqiao showed at the beginning!

Another hundred moves were exchanged, and the two of them each retreated more than ten feet.

In the fierce battle just now, both sides already knew the details of the other party.

"Boy, don't hold back, just use all your strength. I'm not that unbearable yet."

With a solemn expression on Xuying's face, he looked at Zhou Yiqiao and spoke words of encouragement.