Chu Tianfeng thanked the ninth layer of the aging god and walked towards the Heavenly Array Tower.
The Tianjin tower faces the south and the north, the top is small, the bottom is large, each layer is boxy, each side is several zhang long, there are several large and small windows, the tower is equipped with a divine sense shield, the divine consciousness can not penetrate.
Outside the south gate, there is a huge black stone monument with rows of red names.
After the person's name, there is a number indicating the number of floors of the building in which they are located.
Chu Tianfeng took out the jade slip and pressed it on the stele with his right palm, and a red word "wind" immediately appeared on the stele, but there was no number behind it.
Chu Tianfeng put away the jade slip and walked towards the door.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door, he heard a sudden sound, and a figure flew out of the window on the first floor.
When the monks in the square saw it, they laughed.
"Fellow Daoist, fly slower and be careful of smashing people," someone kindly reminded. ", isn't this the eldest or younger of the Liu family?"
some people exclaimed.
"Isn't it, how many fucking times a day pop up, it's just a pig," someone laughed and scolded.
"Hehe, there are too many spirit stones, and I want to donate them to the Monks' Association" Some people complained.
"Alas, cats and dogs also want to be formation mages," and some people sighed.
The man didn't hear it, and after landing on the ground, he made a beautiful turn, stood firm, hugged his fists around, and then walked to the ticket office by the square.
Chu Tianfeng also couldn't help but laugh a little, deeply impressed by this benevolent brother's indomitable spirit, and of course, his indomitable spirit stone.
Grandma's popping up a few times this day, at least a thousand medium-grade spirit stones at a time, that is to say, this product has to bounce off at least a few thousand medium-grade spirit stones a day It's not about having money, it's about having a lot of money Chu Tianfeng didn't dare to toss like this, he could only smile helplessly and hurriedly walked into the tower.
Inside the tower, the divine consciousness was almost suppressed to the limit, no matter what cultivation, it could only be extended to about three or four meters, Chu Tianfeng's divine consciousness exceeded the cultivation, but it could only be released a little more than three meters.
The white expanse in front of me, at a glance, I knew that this was a trapped formation, a trapped formation Chu Tianfeng had also been to the Heavenly Array Tower in his previous life, and he knew everything inside the tower well, so he was not panicked at all.
He leisurely took out the flying sword and walked leisurely into the fog.
The Heavenly Array Tower is a magic weapon of space, although the outside of the tower looks only a few zhang, but the space inside the tower is huge, no matter how you look at it, you can't see the edge.
All I saw was a thick white fog.
Chu Tianfeng walked in the formation, like an old man after dinner, and like a leisurely breeding pig.
It was too naïve for him to find out where the base of the formation was, took out the jade slip and engraved the array diagram, and then hung the jade slip on his chest.
With a bang, the white fog in front of him quickly dissipated The line of sight gradually recovered, but the divine consciousness only extended slightly by more than ten centimeters, which basically had no effect.
In an instant, the fog disappeared completely, and a hall appeared in front of me.
This hall is at least tens of thousands of square meters, about four or five zhang high, and in the hall, there are still some monks in a daze, or walking with their heads bowed, or sitting cross-legged and meditating.
Chu Tianfeng ignored it, let his poor divine sense go away, and groped in the hall.
Soon, a light shield appeared in front of him, and Chu Tianfeng flashed in without thinking.
As soon as he stepped into the formation, a wind blade roared towards him The attack formation is also called the killing formation Chu Tianfeng had already prepared, this wind blade was weak, judging from the momentum, it was only equivalent to a full blow from a cultivator in the early stage of qi training.
To be honest, he could completely ignore this kind of attack, with the strength of his current physical body, even if he let this kind of wind blade cut for ten or eight years, he would be unharmed.
However, he still gave the wind blade a little face, and casually waved a sword qi.
With a bang, the wind blade scattered Chu Tianfeng smiled slightly and continued to go deeper.
The farther you go into the tower, the more wind blades there are, the stronger they become, like that hidden island in the South China Sea on Earth.
If it was according to common sense, Chu Tianfeng should quickly find out its formation feet and formation base, find out the formation structure, and refine the Formation Breaking Jade Slip.
Most formation mages did the same, and of course, he did it in his previous life.
However, he didn't do it this time, this thing was addicted to practicing sword qi, even after figuring out the formation structure, he didn't take out the jade slip to depict the formation diagram, and still waved the broken sword, and killed all the way to the center of the tower.
In the center of the tower, there is another formation light shield.
This mask is smaller, lighter, and more subtle Chu Tianfeng understood that it was a concealment formation, a low-grade concealment formation This formation is simply not challenging for him With almost no effort, he easily figured out where his formation was, and took out the jade slip to engrave the formation diagram.
Boom The Wind Blade was still attacking him, and its strength was close to that of the Qi Cultivation Great Perfection Cultivator's attack.
Chu Tianfeng didn't care, refining the jade slip while using the flying sword to meet the wind blade.
It didn't take long for the jade slip to be refined, and he immediately shook his body and drilled into the formation.
In the middle of the formation, there is a staircase, about thirty steps.
Chu Tianfeng whistled and jumped up the steps.
At the same time, after the word "wind" on the stone tablet outside the tower, the red light flashed, and the word "one" appeared.
Seeing this, the monks in the square were amazed.
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"Yo, this guy is so fast" "Yes, it looks like at least a mid-grade array mage."
"I've never heard of this name, is it somewhere else?"
Inside the tower, Chu Tianfeng has reached the second floor.
Like the first floor, the second floor is also a chain array, trapped and killed.
However, the visibility in the formation became lower, the divine sense was compressed by more than ten centimeters again, and the wind blade became a little stronger, almost equivalent to the attack strength of the foundation building monk.
Chu Tianfeng ignored it and used his sword qi to resist the enemy.
Boom Boom, boom, boom All the wind blades that flew towards him were scattered by him.
A few hours later, he had mastered all the structures of the trapped formation and the killing formation, and found the hidden formation, and after breaking the formation, he reached the third floor through the stairs.
The same is true for the three layers, the three major formations, the trapped formation, the killing formation, and the concealment formation, the difference is that the divine consciousness is compressed by more than ten centimeters again, and the killing array has also increased to the attack strength of the Jindan monk, and the concealment formation has also become a little more complicated.
But for Chu Tianfeng, none of this was a problem.
Like a sharp knife, he broke through the Heavenly Array Tower heartily, and soared all the way up to the sixth floor.
At this time, after the wind character on the stone tablet outside the tower, the number is displayed as five characters.
Looking at the red and glamorous five characters, a group of monks seemed to explode their nests, all kinds of envy, all kinds of jealousy, all kinds of hatred.
"Damn, this guy must be a high-grade array mage."
Someone said indignantly.
"That's right, the speed of the mid-grade array mage is not so fast."
Some followed.
"Wind, this guy's name is special, and the breaking formation is like the wind."
There are also people who sigh. ", if you want me to say, this is a crooked wind, an evil wind" Some people scolded.
Inside the tower, the evil wind, cough cough, Chu Tianfeng classmate is still concentrating on cultivating sword qi.
The sixth-layer wind blade was equivalent to the attack strength of a cultivator, and he didn't dare to be careless.
Boom Boom, boom, boom Chu Tianfeng's current strength is similar to that of the Refining Void Great Perfection cultivator, and while distracting the Imperial Sword, it is still not easy to find a hidden formation.
After a few more hours, he finally found the location of the hidden formation, and he also quickly broke through the formation and flew to the seventh floor.
The layout of the seventh floor is exactly the same as that of the other floors, and it is also a trapped array and a hidden formation.
After entering the trapped formation, in order to speed up the breaking formation, Chu Tianfeng simply released the Divine Sense Sword.
The Divine Consciousness Sword is different from the Divine Consciousness, even if the Divine Consciousness in the tower is compressed very strongly, it can still fly dozens of meters away, but the time is very short and fleeting.
But for Chu Tianfeng, it was enough, as soon as the Divine Sense Sword came out, it was clear what was going on outside.
Therefore, the speed of his movement did not slow down in the slightest, but accelerated somewhat, and after a while, he found the killing array again.
The strength of the wind blade of the seven-layer killing array had reached the level of a cultivator in the God Refining Period, and Chu Tianfeng didn't dare to carry it hard, so he walked around the killing array a few times, and after finding out where the formation was, he refined the jade slip of the broken formation and rushed into the formation.
Then, in one go, he found and cracked the hidden formation in the killing array, and floated up to the eighth layer.
The stone stele outside the tower reacted very quickly, and the moment Chu Tianfeng stepped on the steps on his toes, behind the wind character on the stone stele, the number became seven characters again.
The monks in the square instantly boiled.
"The mud horse is really a high-grade array mage" "Quick, come and ask the elders to come over" "Fuck, don't let him run" The news spread in an instant, outside the square, and spread to the entire Dao City.
Jing Yimei and Fang Ling were wandering on a small street, and after learning the news, they were overjoyed "It's him, it's definitely him" Jing Yimei and the others held up Fang Ling's arm and floated up.
She had an intuition that this high-grade array mage must be Chu Tianfeng "Master, he is in the Heavenly Array Tower, and he will not come out for a short time."
Fang Ling sighed helplessly, and mourned silently for Feng Mingxue in his heart, it's over, Senior Sister Feng, your Daoist's little stick is set this time Jing Yimei didn't care about it, holding Fang Ling, and after a while, she flew to the square of the Heavenly Array Tower.
At this moment, the square was already crowded with people, and almost half of the Dao City monks had already arrived, crowding the area around the Heavenly Array Tower.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way" Jing Yimei relied on her Mahayana cultivation and went on a rampage.
The monks avoided one after another, and some of them had no time to dodge with poor cultivation, and were directly knocked over by Jing Yimei's qi wave.
"Which king is the eight lambs" There is a benevolent brother who is really angry and scolds.
However, as soon as he spoke, he saw Jing Yimei's willow eyebrows upside down, her true yuan bulging, and she almost wanted to fly out.
Jing Yimei snorted, took Fang Ling and continued to rush inside, and after a while, she rushed to the bottom of the tower.
"Master, we don't have a ticket."
Fang Ling said weakly.
When Jing Yimei heard this, she was furious, and looked at Fang Ling hatefully: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
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Fang Ling, the dead girl, quietly stuck out her tongue and said aggrievedly: "Master, you didn't say that you wanted to enter the tower, and besides, we are not formation mages. ” Jing Yimei snorted angrily and scolded: "Who said that only formation mages can enter the tower" Then he turned around, and walked towards the ticket office on the side of the square with Fang Ling.
Not again The monks in the square panicked one by one, and at the same time, secretly greeted all the female cultivators of the Ethereal Sect, especially its sect leader Xia Yirong "Before, senior, how many floors do you want to go to" Looking at the imposing Jing Yimei, the ninth layer of the aging god who sold tickets even saluted with hairs all over his body.
"Which floor is that formation mage going to?"
Jing Yimei asked angrily.
The ninth layer of the aging god knew that the other party was asking Chu Tianfeng, and after a little hesitation, he replied, "Senior, he wants to go to the tenth layer." ” "What ten layers" Jing Yimei's eyes widened.
Pit goods, don't you want to be so pitted She understands her strength, no matter how hard she tries, at most she can only break through the seventh-layer formation Ten floors, don't even think about it: