"I think it's possible! I didn't expect that kid was quite numb!"
"Great Witch Zhu Yan let us come in and deal with that kid. This is a trust in us. Things must be done beautifully."
A fierce cold light flashed in Khanzi's eyes, and he continued, "That Chu Feng has a treasure on his body. When the time comes, it will be ours to kill him."
"Tsk tusk, that is a fixed thing with an independent world, I am afraid at least it must be an innate spiritual treasure."
Zhu Bei also showed an evil smile. "Although the treasure is heart-warming, the fairies in it are even more coveted! As long as the fairies whom Zhu Yan sees are kept out, the remaining two are not allowed to be occupied by us. , Enjoy it?"
After Khanzi listened to it, he also laughed and said, "Haha, then we will have a good time!"
The two immediately broke into the third floor, searched for the trail of Chu Feng, without mentioning it.
On the first floor of the holy tower, Chu Feng worked tirelessly with the Dryad Warriors to improve his martial skills.
Soon, he was no longer satisfied with careful training. But I want to improve myself faster.
Just having a strong physical defense is far from enough.
After all, these tree spirit warriors are extremely lethal.
A tree demon warrior over ten feet tall would be able to severely inflict Chu Feng.
"I have discovered three independent hidden spaces, all of which can be used for me to hide and rest. It's better to portray the healing witch pattern to the ninth layer. In this way, my physical healing ability will definitely become more terror."
"There is no fear of being hurt again, and it will be of great help to the next eleven floors of the sacred tower in the future."
Chu Feng did as soon as he thought of it, and immediately entered a hidden space, concentrating on portraying the healing witchcraft.
When drawing the seventh witch pattern at all times, he felt very strenuous.
This time, it is more difficult to portray the eighth witch pattern.
Always fail.
The physical rejection is very strong.
As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. What's more, on Chu Feng's physical body, there were already seven witch patterns, and they jointly rejected new witch patterns to join.
Therefore, the difficulty is beyond imagination.
However, with extraordinary perseverance, Chu Feng gritted his teeth and persevered, failing again and again, trying again and again.
In the blink of an eye, a thousand years passed. This is unimaginable for Chu Feng.
He never thought that it would take more than a thousand years to depict a witch pattern.
Painstaking people, the sky will live up to it.
Chu Feng's persistence and unremitting efforts finally paid off. The eighth healing witch pattern was finally successfully portrayed, and it was portrayed all the way to the ninth layer.
His physical self-healing ability has at least improved a hundredfold.
Although it used to be quite good, it is far from being compared with the present.
Chu Feng severely stroked his other arm with one hand. "Chuck", a shocking blood hole appeared on his arm. It is more than half a foot long, with deep bones visible.
After portraying the sharp witch pattern, his body is sharper than the magic soldier.
I saw that blood hole, unexpectedly fast healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, he has been healed as before. As if never hurt.
"Tsk tusk, with such abnormal recovery speed, who am I afraid of in future fights?"
A happy smile appeared on Chu Feng's face. It was not easy. Finally, he successfully carved the eighth witch pattern.
Next, there was only one last witch pattern left.
He flew out from the hidden space, and provokes the two dryad warriors who have been killed, "Come on, let me see what you are capable of!" This time, he has great support and is not afraid of being injured. It is really different. too much.
In the battle, he is completely unscrupulous and brave.
Sure enough, as he expected, the rate of improvement of martial arts was several times faster than before.
On the third floor of Wulong Tower, Zhubei and Khanzi, the two great witches, were so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.
Because a full thousand years have passed, let alone killing Chu Feng, they didn't even see Chu Feng's shadow.
The two went through several floors in succession, reaching the seventh floor of the Wulong Sacred Pagoda, and still did not find the shadow of Chu Feng. They are not calm this time.
Because with Chu Feng's strength, it would never be possible to break above the seventh floor so quickly.
Even they can only reach the ninth floor of the Wulong Sacred Pagoda.
"Chu Bei, we can't do it forever!"
"Each floor of the holy tower has countless small spaces. If the kid named Chu hides in them, we won't be able to find him no matter how great we are."
Khanzi wasted thousands of years, and he didn't want to wait any longer.
"You make sense, that kid is so slippery as a ghost, let's kill to the ninth floor and wait for that kid to come up slowly. We can just hit the tenth floor of the holy tower. As long as we can enter the tenth floor, we can become a quasi-saint. A great witch!" Zhubei suggested.
"Is this a good idea, but can that kid from Chu Feng get to the ninth floor? This is not something ordinary people can get."
"Ordinary Great Witch, can kill to the seventh floor, it is already very good!"
In his sweaty tone, there was a trace of contempt towards Chu Feng.
However, the two of them had no better way. In order not to waste time, they decided to enter the ninth floor and wait for Chu Feng while practicing.
The years of cultivation seem to be long, but it goes by extremely fast.
Especially for a powerful person like Chu Feng, who is at the first level of the big Luo Jinxian, Wannian is only in the blink of an eye.
He has been cultivating for 60,000 years in the Witch Dragon Sacred Tower. To be able to break into the second floor tomorrow morning, but he has stayed in the first floor, and tore with the endless tree monster warriors.
This seems silly to outsiders.
Because other wizards, rushing to the Witch Dragon Sacred Pagoda are all cheering up and rushing up. Because the higher you go, the greater the benefits and the more opportunities.
On the first floor of the holy tower, apart from the endless tree monster warrior, there is no other chance.
At this level, the only thing that can be tempered is probably only personal martial arts and combat experience.
Chu Feng spent more than 60,000 years and only did one thing, and that was to improve his martial skills.
His gains are also beyond imagination.
The footwork supernatural power is already a great supernatural power level, and now, it has increased by at least two levels.
In the past, his footwork magical powers were only at the first level. Now, it is already at the first level.
Although he hadn't tried it before, if he had the same cultivation base, Chu Feng asked himself that he could compare with Sun Monkey's somersault cloud.
In addition, the improvement of his boxing and martial arts is extremely amazing.
Chu Feng had an idea since the Gunkilling Spear was damaged. No matter how good the spirit treasure is, it is not as good as one's own fists, feet, and physical body.
The best weapon is his body.
So he consciously incorporated the magical power of marksmanship into the magical power of boxing.
By now, his boxing magical powers have reached a level comparable to that of footwork magical powers. Also reached the rank of quasi-sage.
It is better than sweat, Zhu Bei, it will not be bad.
"Sixty thousand years of enlightenment and martial arts, it's time to go to a higher level to practice and make a breakthrough!"
As Chu Feng marched forward, even if there was a tree spirit warrior that was thirty feet tall, he was easily blasted off by him.
In the Holy Tower, the Dryad Warriors are immortal existences. If the holy towers are not destroyed, they will not be destroyed.