The Beginning of Panlong: Three Realms in Vertical and Horizontal

After completely sealing and defeating the Thunder and Lightning puppet, Li Ming smiled and said, "I have won this. Give me the prize for this level first!"

For the rewards given by the first five levels, Li Ming is actually not very good at it.After all, the reward of the fifth layer is only a magic weapon of the highest grade of heaven, and it is still the kind that does not fit well with himself.

"Here you~" Although the thunderbolt puppet was sealed, it was still able to move slightly, and he opened his mouth and spit out a bead.

This bead looked unremarkable, but as Li Ming worked hard to penetrate it, he found an extremely restrained and polarized thunder force.

"A fairy-level magic weapon? And it's not a fairy-level inferior."

"Yes, this magic weapon was also valued by the master at the time, the magic weapon [Dora Leizhu]." When it comes to the'master', this thunderbolt puppet also has a proud face. The best, three gods have fallen under this magic weapon."

"Puppet, the master you said was the creator of the Tianming Tower? This strong man is very mysterious." Li Ming asked the magic weapon.

"It was indeed my master who built the Tianming Tower..." The Thunder puppet just said this, he didn't want to say more, and changed the subject: "If you want to know more details, you can challenge the seventh floor, but it can Don't blame me for not telling you that the opponents on the seventh floor are far surpassing me. The old fellow Fen Tianhou also rushed through my level, and was driven out within a few minutes after going up to the seventh floor."

"Fentianhou? What generation of Fentianhou?"

"Haha, it's the first generation! That's the guy who has become a god, called the Burning Ancestor." The Thunder puppet seemed very confident in the seventh floor test.

"If you say that, I'm more interested in going to see it."

Li Ming walked into the white beam of light that had just fallen.

He has information on the first six floors of Tianming Tower.

But at the seventh level, at least Bai's has no relevant information.

It's not high enough to think about it. It will reach the level of 500,000 years of immortality in five hundred years, and the means must be resistant to lightning to defeat the opponents on the sixth floor and enter the seventh floor. It is indeed extremely difficult.

In fact, Li Ming's current style of moves is at the level of 700,000, up to 800,000 years of dispersing immortals, but with the body protection supernatural powers, the seventh level is also daring to make a breakthrough.

It's hard to say if you can't beat it, but it's no problem to protect yourself.

"I don't know what the opponent on the seventh floor is?"

Night, endless and deep shady.

Li Ming's eyes, even in the deepest night, when the stars and moonlight are blocked by the clouds, they can see a hundred miles away.But in this dark night, his eyesight is like the eyesight of a mortal in the daytime, and he can see very clearly, but within a radius of a few miles.

The problem is that to reach his level, one turn in battle is a distance of tens of miles, and the line of sight distance is too short.

But it is very interesting that the black beam of light that represents the departure is extremely conspicuous.

Of course, if Li Ming could practice the "Eye of the Candle Dragon" created in his own lifetime, the darkness would naturally not be seen, but the "Eye of the Candle Dragon" has not yet been "remembered".

The heart power assists the divine consciousness and spreads around.

Sure enough, this dense dark night also has great restrictions on the divine consciousness, but Li Ming's divine consciousness has the heart to assist, but he can barely see the range of space required for a battle.

It was abrupt and silent, not even Li Ming's consciousness was noticed.

A gloomy blade of light slashed to Li Ming's back.

"Bang~" Li Ming was directly knocked out by this one, and rolled in the air very embarrassed, and then stabilized his figure.

With a thought, the Fuxi stick formation that he carried with him was about to unfold.

The second blade light appeared, and this blade light was even more weird. The void between the blades was torn apart, and it softly slashed to Li Ming's chest.

"Bang~" Li Ming was ready at this moment, with three heads and six arms spread out, and six fists shot in the opposite direction with the move of [Sunset Star Sinking].

Fight against the attack!

However, what disappointed Li Ming was that this violent sword turned cunning, and easily escaped from the combined blow of Li Ming's six fists.

However, his spiritual consciousness has already seen the silhouette of the sneak attack.

A seemingly young one-armed swordsman, wearing clothes made of animal skins, has a firm face, with his right arm severed, but his left hand is holding a sword.

Between the blades, the cold breathed.

Obviously it is a magic weapon that is better than [Dhara Lei Zhu].

"Yes, you can pick me up twice~" the one-armed swordsman began to speak: "If you can block my third cut, there is some hope that you can beat me."

The third sword of the one-armed swordsman, swung out.

Unlike the previous two swords, this third sword did not see any feminine and cunning, but a purely arrogant one.

A single cut, as if the entire sky was divided.

Li Ming's hurried formation was easily torn by this knife.

More than 90% of the force continued to move forward and directly hit Li Ming's shoulder.

It seems that this one-armed swordsman does not want to kill Li Ming, however...

Li Ming turned his head and looked at the shoulder that had a white mark.

This is indeed a terrible cut.

If the first two swords are strong, but if he deploys a weakened formation, he still has a chance to resist, then this sword is completely unstoppable. Whether it is strength or realm, it is above him. It is definitely at the level of the immortal threshold. One knife.

He can only rely on his divine body to resist.

Compared to Li Ming's admiration, the one-armed swordsman was a little furious.

His strongest knife, easily tore open the opponent's formation and defense moves, and fell on the opponent's divine body without injury?

What magical power is this?

Of course, that is, the one-armed swordsman is a puppet, not a real practitioner. Otherwise, if you change to an immortal of comparable strength, you may guess that Li Ming has practiced "Nine Revolutions Profound Art", but this one-armed swordsman can’t, he just Furious.

"What's the use of being rigid? The moves are so weak that they can't beat me!"

"The divine body is powerful, but his sword is enough to cut me into the air, I can't win!" Li Ming sighed, of course, if it is desperate, it is another matter. He relies on the divine body to defend, and ordinary gods dare not say that they can definitely die. He, but this day Ming Pagoda belongs to a place that is not dangerous, and it is worthless to work hard here.

"No matter, I didn't come at the Tianming Pagoda, just leave. Anyway, before the age of 500, the Ming Pagoda can be entered on this day, and I will come again after the strength improves." With a little regret, Li Ming directly Flew towards the black beam of light.

Chapter 18 Accepting Disciple and Departing

The return of Bai Lin and his Taoist companions made the senior members of the Bai family very excited.

But when it was learned that Bai Lin was being chased by the killer of the bloody building, the patriarch and the elder were all in a cold sweat.

Moreover, Bai Lin's whereabouts were relatively secretive, and he was actually known by this assassin. Moreover, after Bai Lin was trapped, he sent a distress signal to both the family and the sect.

However, the sects with more powerhouses and closer distances did not send powerhouses, but the family immediately sent a powerful worshiper.