Martial Inverse

{.} Text] Chapter 136

Chapter 136: What a Trap

Ten minutes passed ...

Half an hour has passed ...

The trainees continued to enter, and from time to time, some trainees stepped out and changed in turn. However, Fenghao never came out. .

An hour has passed ...

At this time, the old man at the door could not calm down any more, and turned his head more frequently.

Two hours have passed ...

There was still no response inside, and the old man was a little upset, such a seedling, but it should be cultivated well, and it was said that another Wu Zong would not come out in the future.

"Is something wrong?"

He stared at the light, glanced outside the tower, and looked at the students who continued to walk out. He stepped towards the tower.

In the fourth row, only a dozen of the rooms closed here were closed. The old man had searched in the past, but there were no abnormalities, and he frowned.

"All right?"

The old man's heart shook, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Being able to persist for two hours is not something that ordinary martial arts mid-levels can do.

"It looks like another geek!"

With a slight smile, the old man went out again.

...

Enduring the pain of thunder, Feng Hao came to the door of an unoccupied house, pushed the door in, and then locked the door.

There was nothing in the small room, just a vacant room, exhaling deeply, Feng Hao sat down, and suddenly his body was shaking again.

Currents passed through the body instantly, like a million insects, madly gnawing at every muscle, muscles, and bones inside and outside the body, and his body was also faintly carrying a trace of silver-white color, each thin The electric arc drew out of his body, showing off his minions in that tooth dance claw.

Pain, hemp!

Feng Hao only has these two feelings. His face is also a bit distorted, and the corners of his mouth are twitching. Obviously, even with his current constitution, he can't bear the current phage of such strength.

"Well, this place is really a forged body."

On the left hand, the quaint ring exudes a shining light, and an old figure appears. He stretches out his hand, flicks his fingers, and an arc appears between his fingers.

"Hey! ..."

Although there was a tingling of pain from all over his body, Feng Hao's eyes still sparkled with happiness.

This kind of tingling pain is indeed difficult for ordinary people to resist, but for Feng Hao who has been washed with different crystals, this is not a big deal.

"This intensity ..."

Looking at the electric arc on his fingers, Fen Lao slightly frowned, and in the very bright eyes, there was a tinge of confusion, murmured, "No, isn't this alien crystal yet?"

"No ... shaping?"

Feng Hao's body was still shaking, but there was a deep surprise in her eyes.

"That's right, it should be unformed."

Fen Lao nodded his head, dissipating the electric arc on his fingers, and said cautiously, "Thunder crystals are not so condensed. The rarer the crystals, the harder it is to crystallize. Lightning properties, but it is hard to say if it is possible to form heterocrystals. "

"Can't be shaped?"

Feng Hao was anxious, stood up directly, and it seemed that the numbness on his body was not felt in general.

"What's this."

Fen Lao rolled his eyes and blamed his fuss. "Your piece of high-quality ice is a crystal formed by the tens of thousands of glaciers, not to mention the thunder attribute!"

"This..."

Feng Hao was speechless by what he said, and there was no reason to refute.

"I think it's weird here. There should be no thunder attribute on this terrain."

Fen Lao's eyes shone brightly, seeming to be able to penetrate everything, looking directly into the deep black tower, a little, his body was shocked, exclaimed in his mouth, "How is this possible ?!"

"What's wrong, Master?"

Looking at the old man who kept shaking his head, Feng Hao was also puzzled.

Based on the insights of the elderly, how have they been so morbid?

"call..."

At a half-sound, burning the old man was a long breath and a complicated look at Feng Hao. The words were quite emotional, "No strange crystals will form here."

"In the future, when you reach the King of War, you can go deeper, there are unexpected benefits there."

After speaking, I was stunned by Feng Fenghao again, and whispered in a low voice, "That's what happened, no wonder this kid appeared here."

Looking at the dissipated figure of the old man, Feng Hao stood in confusion with a look of confusion, unknown.

Fen Lao said so much, he probably knew that here, it was unwilling to condense foreign crystals, but there was only a special existence, and it required the King of War to be able to explore.

"Warlord ..."

Feng Hao was speechless for a while, what kind of existence was that? Maybe there is only that dynasty?

He is now only a martial arts master.

A wave of current struck him, shocking his body, and then he sat down again, shaking his body like a wind, painful and happy.

Cultivation time always passes quickly, and slips away invisibly.

When Feng Hao opened his eyes, he remembered that there seemed to be an agreement with Wan Xin.

"broken!"

He didn't know what time it was, he jumped up, opened the door, and went out.

That's when he came out. He saw the old man standing in front of the tower door.

"Are you out?"

The old man's eyes shone brightly, looking at Feng Hao's rather impatient look, and his heart twitched.

"what happened?"

Feng Hao was stunned, unclear.

"Uh..."

It was still easy to see him. The old man was even unacceptable. The corners of his mouth were drawn. Many words turned into a sigh in his mouth.

A middle-aged boy from the martial arts went to the fourth floor and stayed for eleven hours! If it hadn't been for him staying here, he wouldn't have accepted the fact, especially, looking at the indifferent expression on Feng Hao's face ...

Nima, what kind of monster is this?

Exhaling deeply, the old man suppressed the shock in his heart, "Do you know how long you have been in?"

"Uh ... this ..."

Feng Hao scratched his head. "I don't know ... Is there a time limit?"

The old man shook his head, "You have been in it for eleven hours!"

"So long?"

Feng Hao froze, and then slap her forehead, "It has been suffered, Xin'er must be in a hurry."

Thinking, he was hastily again.

"That one..."

Seeing him didn't respond at all. It seemed to be normal. The old man breathed a few times hard and suppressed the restlessness under his heart. "Are you okay?"

"Ok."

Feng Hao nodded again and again, anxious under his heart.

"Go on, remember to come tomorrow."

"Thank you!"

Watching Feng Hao going away, the old man took a fierce breath and walked out of the black tower and headed somewhere.

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