"Pu!" A heartbeat sounded, and the divine sense attack appeared again. Fang Yi's face changed slightly, and the power of the divine sense attack increased again. Just resisting this wave of attacks consumed nearly 30% of Fang Yi's divine sense.

Fortunately, Fang Yi was prepared. Before entering the eighth level, he swallowed the Five Gods Soul-raising Pill, the Spirit Pill and the Soul Flower Petal. With the catalysis of the beast meat, Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness can still be maintained and recovered quickly.

With the arrival of the spiritual attack, the ten cultivators around Fang Yi also launched an attack on Fang Yi.

The attack of the spiritual consciousness was originally invisible, but at this time Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness "saw". A big hand suddenly poked out from the sea of ​​consciousness of a cultivator and grabbed him.

"This is the attack method of the transformation and appearance of the divine consciousness. Although the divine consciousness is invisible and intangible, it is ultimately a manifestation of energy." After the training in front of the Soul-Devouring Tower, Fang Yi's divine consciousness perception has become more sensitive, and he can already perceive the various attack methods of the divine consciousness based on the energy fluctuations in the space.

Fang Yi's thought moved, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly turned into a flying sword, piercing through the big hand in an instant, and heading straight for the cultivator's eyebrows. However, a shield suddenly erected in front of the cultivator's eyebrows to block Fang Yi's flying sword.

"So that's it. The spiritual consciousness can not only attack, but also turn it into a means of defense."

Seeing the shield on the cultivator's eyebrows, Fang Yi felt his eyes lit up: "We used to resist the attacks of the spiritual consciousness in the Soul-Devouring Tower, and they used their spiritual consciousness to protect the sea of ​​consciousness, so they consumed a lot, but if we only transformed into such a small shield, it would not require too much spiritual consciousness."

The ten cultivators around were not idle. Various attack methods such as silver needles, flying swords, weapons and other manifestations of their spiritual sense came one after another. Fang Yi resisted with a flying sword, and small shield plates appeared in front of him from time to time to block some of the leaking attacks.

"thump!"

The spiritual attack in the Soul-Devouring Tower came, and Fang Yi tried to resist it with a shield. At the same time, in case of the spiritual consciousness, the sea of ​​consciousness was wrapped with spiritual consciousness, after the spiritual consciousness attack, a hint of surprise appeared on Fang Yi's face. He was right, the shield directly offset the energy of the spiritual attack, and the spiritual consciousness consumed was relatively smaller.

Fang Yi relied on all the sword techniques he learned, and although he was at a disadvantage under the attack of ten cultivators, he could barely support him, just looking a little embarrassed.

"I am, the more I fight, the stronger I become? The spiritual consciousness is also improving." Fang Yi suddenly felt that after his soul was nourished by the Five Gods Soul-raising Pill, his soul was strengthened, and the quality of his spiritual consciousness was also slowly improving.

The improvement of the quality of the spiritual consciousness is very slow. This sign was not very obvious before, but in the process of fighting with these ten cultivators, Fang Yi has truly realized the benefits of improving the quality of the spiritual consciousness, which makes his spiritual consciousness much more resilient.

Two flying swords were transformed into each other again, and three flying swords cooperated with each other. From the barely supported situation, the power of counterattack gradually became stronger. Occasionally, the attacks that were leaked would be resolved by the sudden appearance of shields. Under this combat pressure, Fang Yi felt that the refining speed of the Five Gods Soul-raising Pill, the Spirit Pill and the Soul Flower had accelerated a little.

"Puff!" With the cooperation of the two flying swords, Fang Yi finally found a gap. One flying sword resolved the attack of a cultivator. At the same time, another flying sword pierced the cultivator's eyebrows, and the ten cultivators finally reduced one.

"Pu!" Before Fang Yi could be happy, the spiritual attack in the Soul-Devouring Tower came again. The invisible ripples broke through Fang Yi's shield protecting him and swept across the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hiss!" The pain from the soul made Fang Yi take a breath of cold air, and he couldn't help but tremble.

He killed a cultivator, but in return he received a significant increase in the attack of the spiritual consciousness. The shield that could have been resisted could be broken in an instant, and the remaining power swept across the sea of ​​consciousness, causing Fang Yi a severe pain.

Fortunately, the residual energy is already very small, but it has not really damaged the sea of ​​consciousness.

"This is really not a way out..." Fang Yi's eyes flashed with cold light. He killed a cultivator and his spiritual attack had been strengthened so much. If he killed three or five more, he would probably kill him with a spiritual attack.

Under the severe pain, Fang Yi's spirit was also a little dazed for a moment. The flying sword turned into by his spiritual sense was delayed in the air. The other nine cultivators keenly grasped this gap. Various magic weapons turned into by his spiritual senses and attack methods came in a variety of ways.

Fang Yi quickly rushed left and right with three flying swords, barely resisting this wave of attacks, and transformed into a spiritual shield to block him.

"Pu!" The spiritual sense attack came again, Fang Yi was prepared and instantly poured more spiritual sense into the shield to resist this spiritual sense attack.

The invisible ripples swept past, and Fang Yi's illusionized shield shattered again, but it also blocked the attack.

However, a trace of despair arose in Fang Yi's heart. The consumption speed of the spiritual consciousness exceeded the recovery speed. If this continues, his spiritual consciousness will be almost consumed in less than a quarter of an hour.

Unless, the remaining nine cultivators will be killed within this quarter of an hour.

A mad look began to appear in Fang Yi's eyes. After gritting his teeth, he once again divided his spiritual sense into two flying swords. A total of five flying swords fought with nine cultivators. Three of them were used to resist various attacks from the nine cultivators, and the other two flying swords were to siege one of the cultivators regardless of the contempt.

After all, the cultivator had not waited to resist Fang Yi's attack, and the flying sword transformed by Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness passed through the eyebrows and the figure disappeared.

As Fang Yi imagined, as soon as this cultivator died, the attack on his spiritual consciousness immediately came, and the intensity increased. At this time, although Fang Yi was trying his best to recover, his spiritual consciousness was only more than 50%. The excessive consumption of spiritual consciousness even made Fang Yi's spirit become exhausted.

"No, the speed of recovery of the spiritual consciousness is not enough. Are you really going to die here?" More than 50% of the spiritual consciousness is difficult to resist the attacks of the remaining eight cultivators, let alone kill them.

"No, the speed of recovery of the spiritual consciousness is still too slow. It's better to be faster or faster." Fang Yi was anxious. Now Fang Yi no longer considered the matter of the ninth level of the Soul-Devouring Tower, but only wanted to recover the spiritual consciousness faster so that he could survive the trial of the eighth level.

"Puff!" With the cooperation of the five flying swords, he finally killed a cultivator again, and the attack from the Soul-Devouring Tower also came as scheduled. After this attack, Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness was only about 30%.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Fang Yi was anxious and urged the speed of refining the two elixirs in his heart. If he was defeated in this battle, he would not only die, but even Peng Bin Long Wanda and others would be buried with him.

It seemed that he felt the urgency in Fang Yi's heart at this time. The refining speed of the Five Gods Soul-raising Pill and the Spirit Pill was really accelerated a little bit, but the actual situation did not improve, and the consumption speed was still faster than the recovery speed.

"No, no, it's still too slow..."

Fang Yi's expression became more and more crazy, and the number of flying swords increased again. Nine flying swords surrounded and killed the remaining seven cultivators, and instantly killed two cultivators again. Without waiting for the sound of heartbeat, all nine flying swords instantly turned into shields to protect the sea of ​​consciousness, resisting the two consecutive attacks of spiritual consciousness.

Two spiritual consciousnesses attacked, and Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness was finally consumed, and waves of weakness came, and there were five cultivators around him.

"It's over?" Fang Yi felt despair, but in an instant, there seemed to be a flame in his eyes, "No, I won't lose, nor can I lose."

Fang Yi took a deep breath, and a ball of flame suddenly rose from the sea of ​​consciousness. He was going to work hard now. If he did not improve his spiritual consciousness cultivation, this trial would inevitably end in failure, and Fang Yi would also become the nutrient for this trial tower.

This is the first time that Fang Yi has forced his breakthrough in the realm since his practice.

If the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage wants to break through to the Golden Pill stage, either induce the Golden Pill Thunder Tribulation and use his own cultivation to resist the Golden Pill Tribulation. The life level leaps up and brings the improvement of the spiritual consciousness. Or induce the soul fire to burn and refine it, and can also reach the Golden Pill level spiritual consciousness. If it cannot resist, the soul will be scattered.

Originally, Fang Yi planned to push his spiritual consciousness to the limit of the foundation-building stage, and then, with the assistance of elixirs and soul flower petals, find a quiet room to go through retreat and break through. However, now Fang Yi is forced to a desperate situation and has no choice. Only when his spiritual consciousness breaks through to the realm of the golden elixir can he overcome the current crisis.

He swallowed a few five gods soul-raising pills, the divine soul pills and two soul flower petals. The sea of ​​consciousness undergoes transformation under the turbulence of flames. The five gods soul-raising pills, the divine soul pills and the petals of the soul flower are also rapidly refining under the burning of fire. The little spiritual consciousness that has just recovered is immediately used to protect the sea of ​​consciousness.

Under the burning of the soul fire, the pain suffered by the sea of ​​consciousness made Fang Yi’s facial expression distorted. At this time, he really wanted to faint, but once he fainted and the sea of ​​consciousness lost control, he would really lose his soul. He endured the severe pain and controlled the sea of ​​consciousness and the only little bit of spiritual consciousness left.

The speed of spiritual consciousness recovery is gradually decreasing, but it is also slowly transforming. Every recovery point is used by Fang Yi to protect the sea of ​​consciousness and resist the spiritual consciousness attacks of the other five cultivators. The battlefield has extended from outside to Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, and Fang Yi is holding on.

"Is this the spiritual consciousness at the level of the golden elixir?" I don't know how long it took, but the flames in the sea of ​​consciousness were extinguished.

At this time, the recovery speed of spiritual consciousness was much slower than before, but Fang Yi could feel that his spiritual consciousness had completed a complete transformation.

A wisp of spiritual consciousness was released, and it exploded and spread out with itself as the center, instantly destroying the attacks of the five cultivators. Although Fang Yi released only one wisp of spiritual consciousness, its quality was incomparable to the same as before.

Five flying swords were transformed into another illusion. Fang Yi felt much more relaxed at this moment. With one thought, the five flying swords passed through the shields transformed by the five cultivators with their spiritual consciousness and penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness. The figures of the five cultivators disappeared almost at the same time.

At the same time, five spiritual attacks from the Soul-Devouring Tower also came one after another. Now Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness seems much easier when he resists the attack of the Soul-Devouring Tower again. He only consumed more than 20% of the spiritual consciousness and blocked all the five attacks.

"It's so dangerous!" Fang Yi also breathed a long sigh and put it to death before he was born. This feeling was not good.

After killing ten cultivators of the same level, the eighth level of the Soul-Devouring Tower appeared. Fang Yi closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, resting his spiritual consciousness.

In the battle just now, although the spiritual consciousness forcibly broke through the Golden Pill realm under pressure, the spiritual consciousness did not fully recover. Before entering the ninth level, it must be restored to its best state.

This time, it took nearly three hours before the spiritual consciousness was completely restored.

"I'm afraid there are not many people in the foundation-building stage cultivation level and the spiritual consciousness of the Golden Pill stage!"

Feeling the fullness of his mental power, Fang Yi opened his eyes, looked up at the rooftop, and his eyes flashed with determination, and said, "The last floor is here, after passing this floor, you can leave this place."

He stood up and walked to the entrance of the ninth floor. To Fang Yi's surprise, there was no barrier to the ninth floor of the Soul-Devouring Tower. There was a door directly opposite the stairs, which was less than 100 meters apart. With Fang Yi's cultivation level at this time, he was probably able to take it in one step.

At this moment, the message of the ninth level of trial came from Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness. The ninth level: walk out of the door alive.

Fang Yi was alert to the surroundings and stepped into the ground of the ninth floor of the Soul-Devouring Tower. Suddenly, a solemn aura came, sweeping across Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yi felt that his body was greatly bound. It would take a step to consume all his energy. With the experience of the first level of the Soul-Devouring Tower, Fang Yi used his spiritual sense to control his body. The situation improved slightly, but every step he took would consume part of his spiritual sense.

"Pu!" The heartbeat sounded, and the spiritual attack in the Soul-Devouring Tower came. The power of the spiritual attack in the ninth level of space increased again. Fang Yi's current spiritual consciousness in the Golden Pill stage has also consumed nearly half of it.

In the past, the spiritual attacks were all intermittent, but the frequency of the spiritual attacks in the ninth level of space suddenly increased, as if it was the real heartbeat of a human being, rapid and powerful, like a series of death-hunting sounds, constantly attacking Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness.

The distance of 100 meters, even if the spiritual power is blocked, it will be within a blink of an eye for Fang Yi. However, now that his body is bound, it will take a lot of spiritual consciousness and strength to take a step, and he also has to resist the spiritual attack of the Soul-Devouring Tower at all times. The current distance of 100 meters is like a natural barrier.

After Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness broke through the golden elixir, he felt full of confidence. Although he didn't know what he would encounter in the ninth level of the Soul-Devouring Tower, he didn't dare to say that he could definitely pass through the Soul-Devouring Tower, but he also had some confidence in his heart.

But when Fang Yi really stepped into this space, he realized that he was thinking too simple.

Even with the help of two kinds of elixirs and the transformation petals, coupled with the catalytic effect of animal flesh, it still cannot withstand this level of consumption. The spiritual attack of the Soul-Devouring Tower is only one or two seconds apart, continuous and continuous.

"What about the Golden Pill? I am in the Foundation Establishment Stage. The corresponding practice is so difficult. If the eldest brother is still there, I would have failed long ago." Fang Yi mocked himself: "No wonder even the few disciples of the ancient Demon Sect have passed through the Soul-Devouring Tower. Where can such a scam of life come from such a scam of life?"

Fang Yi was desperate, but his feet kept moving towards the door step by step, and his spiritual sense was quickly consumed.

"Is this my limit?" Fang Yi felt helpless. Time passed and his spiritual consciousness was almost consumed. It was only more than ten meters away from the gate, but even more than ten meters were like a chasm, making it difficult for Fang Yi to cross it.

"Ha." The spiritual sense was consumed, and Fang Yi suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.

He worked hard and had done his best. Although he was only a few meters away from the gate, Fang Yi knew that he would never have the chance to cross that threshold again.

"I'm sorry, brother, old dragon, and the little devil, have disappointed you." Fang Yi said in his heart.

"Pu!" The heartbeat sounded, and the divine sense attack came. Without the protection of the divine sense, this divine sense attack directly swept through Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

The pain was heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching, but Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness was still clear. The figures of fat man and Sanpao, the loving faces of the two teachers Sun Lianda and Yu Xuan, as well as the appearances of Wei Mingcheng and Si Yuanjie, all appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness one by one.

"husband……"

"dad……"

In Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, he seemed to see outside the door. Bai Chuxia was smiling and waving at him, and Fang Fang opened his hands and waited for him to pick him up.

"Early summer, square..."
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