The red light was extremely fast, a little faster than lightning. Although Dugu and Xiaomutuo wanted to take action, they had not had time to react, and the red light had already reached Wang Dong's side.

Wang Dong's hair was standing up all over his body, and he could feel that the red light contained extremely terrifying energy. If he was hit by the red light, even his body would be penetrated directly.

At a critical moment, the demonic eye between Wang Dong's forehead was opened directly, and everything in the world seemed to slow down. Although the red light was still fast, Wang Dong was able to react...

Six red lights intertwined almost a big ray of light beside him, covering every direction of his body. Wang Dong's demonic eyes also burst out with a black light, with endless destruction, without everything, intertwined with the red light and disappeared together.

The originally impeccable red light also became a hole because it was destroyed by Wang Dong's devil's eye. Wang Dong did not hesitate and used the glimpse to the extreme. He twisted an extremely difficult action in the air, avoiding the five red lights and floating in the air.

Wang Dong thought about it, and the Panlong Stick flew back immediately. Wang Dong held it and slashed it suddenly. The Panlong Stick, which exceeded 10,000 pounds, was so powerful that the entire space seemed to be about to be split in half.

boom!

What surprised Wang Dong was that the puppet was not moving, and the light in his eyes also dissipated, allowing Wang Dong to smash it down with a stick, and sparks burst out.

The puppet bounced up suddenly and then fell down again. The other two puppets stood in their original place, without moving. Xiaomu walked up, skillfully dismantled one of the back covers of the puppet's body, took out a transparent gem, and said, "There is no energy..."

Wang Dong suddenly realized that it was the red light just now that consumed their last energy. This can explain why the combat power of these puppets is not very powerful, because there is no support for energy...

Fortunately, if it was a puppet in its heyday, one would probably fight with him so that the sky was dark and the sun was gone. If it were three, he should wash his neck and wait for him to slaughter...

Wang Dong was about to speak when the air suddenly trembled. The three puppets' eyes flashed, but they stood up slowly and returned to the corner to stay. In the middle of the floor, which was originally empty, there were waves of ripples, and the traces of the space flashed faster and faster. Finally, a red light flashed, and an object was suspended in the air.

A red heart!

A strange color flashed in Wang Dong's eyes, and it turned out to be a red heart!

Wang Dong could feel that this red heart was made of unknown material, but there were actually Taoist patterns flowing on it, densely packed. Every time he jumped, he would exude a Taoist rhyme.

Plop...Plop...

With each beat, the three puppets, including the puppet whose energy stone was removed by the small wood, had a ray of light flowing in their eyes. Moreover, the intensity of this light is probably the only one in the puppets at their peak...

This is……

Wang Dong was about to ask Lao Jin, but Xiao Mutou suddenly took a step and walked towards the red heart. Its murmur came from Wang Dong's sea of ​​consciousness: "The Heart of Puppet..."

Puppet Heart?

Wang Dong frowned slightly. Could this be what Lao Jin called? Xiao Mutou's eyes also leaped with the leaping of his heart, and it was light and dark. However, the feeling that came from Xiao Mutou was that the puppet heart did not feel hostile to him.

The little wood approached step by step, and the puppets did not move. They let the little wood approach the heart of the puppet, and then opened the lid at its chest and put the heart of the puppet in. Then the two gems in the little wood's eyes slowly dimmed, and the three puppets were also dim...

Plop...Plop...

Xiao Mutou's eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes were extremely bright. Ten times more than before, and Taoist patterns were carved on his surface, disappearing, and seal carving, disappearing. It only felt that in a moment, Xiao Mutou felt a sense of spiritual charm all over his body. This feeling was like Xiao Mutou was a living human, not just a puppet...

Slowly, the rhyme was restrained, and Xiaomutou's eyes returned to their original state. Wang Dong felt a little bit that the connection between him and Xiaomutou was still there, and Xiaomutou still had a sense of surrender. He did not have a strange intention to himself because of the puppet heart.

However, Wang Dong could feel that the little wood was no longer as it used to be, and could only be slowly tempered through countless light years. At this moment, the little wood seemed to be able to touch the great way and practice. Isn’t this the same as a monk?

Although I don’t understand why, this should be a good thing, so Wang Dong also felt relieved.

After taking out the pills and letting Dugu Haosheng take care of it, the little wood seemed to have returned to normal. Wang Dong hovered on the stairs outside and said, "Continue to go up."

Xiaomu and Dugu naturally had no objection, but the few people just climbed up the steps. This was a kind of tempering of his body by Wang Dong. Dugu could no longer walk up after he reached the fiftieth level. At this time, his sword intent had been used to the extreme, as sharp as if he wanted to pierce the sky, but he still could not break through the barrier, even if he was on the other level...

Dugu sat cross-legged and carefully experienced his feelings along the way. He was waiting for Wang Dong here.

Wang Dong continued to move up, every step was as heavy as a pound, but Wang Dong's body was as hard as steel. Although it was difficult, it was not insurmountable. Only the small wood had no feeling at all. Even if he had thought about it, he could fly to the highest level immediately.

Seventy-nine floors…

Sweat flowed down Wang Dong's body and gathered into a small river under his feet. Even with Wang Dong's perverted body, the last two layers were still unable to climb up.

Wang Dong's body was as clear as glass, almost no impurities were gone. Moreover, what was flowing in his body was not the real blood, but turned into a golden color, flowing like mercury. Each drop of blood weighed more than a thousand pounds. This is the effect of these seventy-nine-story stairs...

In the last two levels, if you walk up, you may be able to match the spirit weapons...

Wang Dong sighed inwardly that he could no longer climb the last two floors. He could only walk the last two floors until he came back next time and brought the girls with him...

Xiao Mu looked at Wang Dong, but directly pulled him up and flew to the 81st floor. However, this would have no effect of tempering.

Standing on the eighty-one floor, Wang Dong looked down, everything in Tianji City was in sight, towering into the clouds, like a fairyland. This was just a city, so huge that Wang Dong could imagine how wide the earth in ancient times should have...
Chapter completed!