In Xiang Nan's eyes, there was a hint of clarity as he fought against the black gas.
"Quickly quench the sun!" Dream butterfly screamed.
"What?" Xiang Nan was stunned for a moment.
"I'll let you temper the sun! Hurry up!" Meng Die cried out, "Think of me, think of your master Xu Caiyue, think of you and your family!"
"Ah?" As if struck by lightning, Xiang Nan hurriedly raised his right hand and shouted, "Divine Sun Technique!"
A fierce sunlight descended. This time, the sunlight actually knocked Xiang Nan on the head of the flood dragon.
Xiang Nan let out a miserable scream, and half of the black gas in his body instantly evaporated.
Xiang Nan's eyes flickered as he hurriedly got up and sat down cross-legged. He began to quickly circulate the Nine Purities Universe Art.
Slowly, his consciousness became clearer and clearer, and the clarity in his eyes began to prevail.
At this moment, the Dead Sword suddenly trembled. A sword soul suddenly rushed into Xiang Nan's forehead, wanting to forcefully take over Xiang Nan!
In Xiang Nan's body, the Divine Grade Lightning meridians innate talent was instantly activated.
Boom!
The divine talent directly crushed the sword soul of the Dead Sword to the ground.
The sword soul was so frightened that it was "scared out of its wits" that it could not even be considered an ant in front of a divine talent.
For the first time in its life, the Death Sword felt the fear of being crushed. It had never seen this rare talent before.
Xiang Nan frowned and said, "Get out."
The sword soul immediately fled and returned to the body of the Dead Sword.
'"Whoosh" Xiang Nan heaved a sigh of relief and finally came to his senses.
Dream butterfly was so frightened that she repeatedly patted her chest, "It was so close, so close."
Xiang Nan looked at Dreambutterfly apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I was too complacent. I was almost dominated by the Death Sword."
"Fortunately, you were resourceful enough to deceive me into using the Nine Purities Cosmos Skill . Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Dream butterfly hurriedly grabbed Xiang Nan's wrist and said, "Although this Dead Sword is powerful and willing to be used by you, your realm is really not enough. It's a bit too much for Origin Realm martial artists to use profound weapons."
"Yes, I know." Xiang Nan looked at the black sword in his hand and said, "It actually wanted to dominate me just now. Do you want to destroy it?"
The Dead Sword began to tremble in fear.
However, Xiang Nan shook his head again. He found that he could not do this. He did not have the ability to destroy a profound weapon. To be honest, he was somewhat reluctant to part with it.
"Take it." Meng Die said, "As long as you don't use it too much like today, it shouldn't be a problem if you use it a little."
"Yes." Xiang Nan nodded.
This time, it was really too much. After resurrecting so many demonic beasts, the more ruthless they were, the more they would be dominated.
Xiang Nan directly stuffed the Dead Sword into his storage ring. This time, all the skeletal demonic beasts were disbanded, and the two of them also fell from the air.
Xiang Nan put away the bone powder of the two flood dragons and said, "I almost forgot about the little bird. Hurry up and go back to find it."
The two of them hurriedly returned to the eighth floor.
Pa!
The little bird stood on Xiang Nan's shoulder and slapped Xiang Nan's face with the tip of its wings. It pointed at itself indignantly and then pointed at the sky.
That means that I went to look for the page for you, but you left me here and didn't care! Slap you to death. You're shameless.
Xiang Nan smiled bitterly, "Sorry, Little Sparrow, there won't be another time. I promise."
The little bird narrowed its eyes and a sinister cold light flashed. Then, it turned around and directly jumped onto Meng Die's shoulder.
Meng Die smiled and hugged the little bird in her arms, comforting her gently.
"This little fellow is holding a grudge against me. Forget it, let's go to the ninth floor."
Dong Wu Shang didn't know where he had escaped to, let alone whether he would be able to find him again.
Xiang Nan didn't want to waste too much time here, so he carried the Dream butterfly all the way to the entrance of the space-time passageway and entered the ninth floor of the Devil Sea.
However, as soon as he entered the ninth floor, Xiang Nan felt his body sink. With a whoosh, the Dragon Blood Saber sank into the ground, leaving only the hilt of the saber exposed.
Xiang Nan, on the other hand, lost all of his Yuan Qi and was immediately brought to the ground by the Dragon Blood Saber.
"What's the matter?" Meng Die was shocked, "Why did you fall all of a sudden?"
"My strength is gone." Xiang Nan curiously clenched his fists and discovered that his entire body was weak, no different from an ordinary person.
"Ah? Why is this happening? Is it a side effect of the Dead Sword?" Meng Die hurriedly asked.
Xiang Nan shook his head, "No, it's the problem with this floor. Look, there's a tall tower ahead! There's a stone tablet here. Let's take a look at the stone tablet first."
There were four words written on the stone stele: The Initial Heart of Martial Arts.
The two of them looked at the tower and discovered that there were twelve floors of the tower, and there was a space-time passage floating above the tower.
"Looks like you have to pedal the tower to enter the next floor. I wonder what the rules of this floor are. Let's go take a look first." Xiang Nan was puzzled. He subconsciously wanted to carry the Dream butterfly .
Meng Die smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "You are an ordinary person like me. You don't need to carry it on your back, I'll walk on my own."
Xiang Nan was helpless. He tried to pick up the Dragon Blood Saber, but the result was that the Dragon Blood Saber was extremely heavy. He pulled it out a few times, but the blade was still motionless.
"I can't even move a weapon." Xiang Nan sighed. He could only use the storage ring to block the hilt of the saber and directly suck the Dragon Blood Saber into the storage ring.
This world had a beautiful scenery, Blue sky and white clouds.
After passing through the oppressive spacetime zone s in the first few floors, the two of them felt very depressed. Now that they had arrived at this floor, their moods were much broader.
The two of them walked curiously, chatting about the situation here, and unknowingly arrived in front of the tower.
On the first floor of the twelve-story tower, there was the main entrance to the tower. On top of the tower, there was a huge plaque with a large word "Wu" written on it in gold.
Xiang Nan and Dreambutterfly exchanged a glance before they stepped into the tower.
The pagoda wasn't very tall, and each floor was only about ten meters tall. However, it occupied a very large area. The space inside the pagoda was about a thousand meters in diameter, and it was incomparably open.
On the first floor of the tower, there was actually a middle-aged man dressed in a simple training uniform.
Seeing this person, Xiang Nan and Meng Die subconsciously stopped.
Xiang Nan looked at the middle-aged man curiously and found that he was kind-eyed, had a wide nose and mouth, and had a face with Chinese characters.
Although that person had a faint smile on his face, Xiang Nan could feel a sense of respect from this person. It was an unfathomable martial arts background.
"You are" Xiang Nan asked doubtfully, "Are you a passer-by or the owner of this tower?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I, Bai Wuya, am the guardian of this Martial Tower."
"Bai Wuya!" Xiang Nan and Dreambutterfly cried out at the same time, and their faces revealed the most shocked expression they had ever seen.
"Are you really Senior Bai Wuya?" Xiang Nan looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief.
"You … are you a living person or a dead person?" Meng Die opened her mouth wide and asked for a long time.
The name Bai Wuya was too resounding! Almost everyone in the martial arts world knew about it.
In the history of martial arts, Bai Wuya was considered to be the ancestor of martial arts and the pioneer of the entire martial arts world.
