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Chapter 369: Twelve Colored Exquisite Pagodas

No, not long after Wu Tao came out of the cave, he was struck by a fairy thunder and his whole body was scorched black, and smoke was still coming out of his mouth.

And who can know this pain except those who have experienced it personally?

Wu Tao's side was struck by lightning again, and Youmeng's side was not much better.

As Youmeng secretly eats more and more Kongyu, Wukongzi has long been aware of it.

One day, Youmeng had just caught an empty fish when he was discovered by Wukongzi.

Wukong raised his hand and struck out with a palm print containing the power of space.

Just after this palm print containing the power of space was released, Wukongzi's eyes burst out with a brilliant light, and he felt something abnormal.

Although Wukongzi's palm contains hundreds of thousands of small ways such as the way of breaking space, the way of dividing space, the way of space shock, etc., even if a monk in the Nascent Soul stage is hit by this palm, he will definitely die.

But who is Youmeng? She is the last descendant of the Nightmare Clan, and most of the inheritance of the Nightmare Clan is in her body.

Youmeng's whole body moved, and after turning into a phantom, he then used the magical power of dream transmission to jump from this dimension to that dimension.

No matter how powerful Wukongzi's palm is, it cannot cause any harm to Youmeng who is not in this space.

Seeing that Youmeng was about to run away, Wukongzi's face showed a hint of helplessness. Even he couldn't do anything about this magical power, which was similar to space jumping.

In Wukongzi's eyes, Youmeng is like a catfish lying in muddy water, slippery.

"I want to see what kind of creature dares to attack me. Is it because my sword is not strong enough?"

Seeing Youmeng running away without a trace, the confident smile on Wukongzi's face was still there, although the blow just now did not hit Youmeng.

But as a person who has mastered more than seven kinds of hundreds of thousands of paths related to space, the second heaven of the Zifu stage - the passage stage, and has a lifespan of six thousand years, if he still can't track and lock the target, he can commit suicide.

Although You Meng used reality to transform into emptiness, and imaginary into illusion, he directly used his shady magical powers related to space jumping to make Wukongzi's palm hit empty.

However, this heaven-defying power is not Youmeng's own power after all. In terms of practical application, it goes without saying that there will definitely be a gap.

Therefore, at this moment, Wukongzi did not feel at all that Youmeng had the slightest chance of escaping.

What surprised him even more was that the guy who stole his own fish was not from any known race in the underground world.

With a flash of excitement in his eyes, Wukongzi patted the storage bag, and saw a purple-gold piggy with wings emerging from the storage bag.

The purple-gold piglet got out of the storage bag. First, he arched his cute nose and sniffed. Then he flapped his little wings and rushed forward.

When Wukongzi saw this, he followed closely.

While flying, he touched his chin and said, "I haven't used it for so many years that I almost forgot about this thing. It's up to you to hunt for ghosts and chase the enemy Zijin Pig today."

It turns out that this purple-gold pig that seeks souls and chases enemies is a rare treasure that Wukong got in his early years.

Then, the purple-gold light flashed away, and the purple-gold pig disappeared, while Wukongzi also disappeared.

In a different space, a purple kitten is swaying its cat tail, looking at the sky floating in it.

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A large number of empty fish in front of him laughed for a long time, grinning from ear to ear with pride.

Looking at these empty fish, Youmeng revealed her milky white cat teeth. After counting them roughly, she returned to her nest with satisfaction.

Under the leadership of Zijin Zhu who is searching for ghosts and chasing enemies, Wukongzi follows Youmeng to the different space where Wu Tao is.

After seeing Youmeng sneaking into Wu Tao's cave again, Wukongzi could not help but curse.

"Good boy, it turns out that the cat that stole my empty fish is your spiritual pet. What you did is really unethical!"

After taking back the Purple Gold Pig, Wukongzi decided to punish Wu Tao and see if this purple kitten had any other abilities.

The next second, in Wukongzi's right hand, there was an additional spiritual treasure "Twelve Colors Exquisite Pagoda" that exuded twelve colors of light.

"Qiang!" "Qiang!" "Qiang!" "Qiang!"

After a few "Qiang" sounds, the Twelve-Colored Exquisite Pagoda quickly grew in size. When it reached hundreds of thousands of feet, it fell towards the direction of Wu Tao Cave.

The moment the Twelve-color Exquisite Pagoda landed on the ground, there was a bang. Wu Tao's cave, connected to the Dharma Protector Formation, and You Meng's nest were all reduced to ashes in an instant.

The dust in the sky made Wu Tao close his eyes. When Wu Tao opened his eyes again, he saw a twelve-color tower above him, like a giant mountain, flying towards him at high speed...

This time, not only Wu Tao, but even Youmeng was shocked by this huge twelve-color exquisite pagoda!

The tower has twelve floors and twelve sides, and each side and each floor has a different color.

The entire body of the twelve-color exquisite pagoda shimmers with the power of law, and has the terrifying power of sealing off the heaven and earth.

"What the hell is going on? Although I have done some outrageous things in my life, if you really ask me, the number of lives I have killed is not that many..."

"There are more people with blood on their hands than me. God, you are so damn unfair. Why don't you punish them first, but punish me first..."

Youmeng didn't listen at all to what Wu Tao said. At this time, Youmeng curiously stretched out his little paw and touched Taben's twelve-colored halo.

"My dream power, my dream power, doesn't seem to work here. Oops, I really can't escape..."

Even though her trump card failed, there was still a little cold sweat on Youmeng's forehead. She glanced around and saw that the huge tower that suddenly appeared seemed to have the ability to isolate everything.

Under the surge of the power of law, the surroundings began to change, and the tower slowly turned into a twelve-color giant mountain.

At first glance, the endless huge mountains towered in front of Wu Tao and Youmeng. With the blessing of the power of the law, it was impossible to escape from here, even if they were in heaven or on earth.

Unless it is broken with brute force, there is no hope...

Of course, neither Wu Tao nor You Meng gave up. The man and the cat circled around the twelve-color giant mountain for several hours. In the end, both Wu Tao and You Meng gave up.

What made them despair the most was that these twelve-color giant mountains were not as hard as they imagined. They were frightened by their hardness.

Even if Wu Tao tried his best, he could only leave a shallow crack on these twelve-color giant mountains.

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, at this speed, it will be impossible to penetrate it in less than tens of thousands of years.

Youmeng lay on the ground, lowered his cat head, and struck at Wu Tao: "My big brother, you don't want to cut a way out with just one person and one sword..."

"What are you thinking about? Don't waste time..."



Wu Tao heard this, glanced at Youmeng, and replied angrily: "You talk a lot of nonsense, so forget it if you don't help. You also make sarcastic remarks. Let's see how I deal with you when I get through this difficulty."

Wu Tao is not a fool. He naturally knows that with his current strength alone, the chance of breaking through these twelve colorful mountains is very slim or even impossible.

However, no matter how difficult it is, as long as you are willing to do it, you will always have a one in ten thousand chance of succeeding.

However, if you don't even do it from the beginning, you will never succeed, ever!



"Meow meow, what on earth do you want to do? Stop it. If you really want to die, don't hold me back..."

Seeing Wu Tao acting like crazy, waving the Chuxi Sword crazily. After losing two-thirds of his body's spiritual power, Wu Tao actually opened a crack leading to the outside.

Although the crack leading to the outside is very small, it is enough for Wu Tao and You Meng.

Wu Tao, who was so tired that he was panting, almost couldn't hold the Chuchu Xi Sword in his hand, and squatted on the ground to rest for a while before he recovered.

After Wu Tao recovered, he taught You Meng a lesson: "Waiting here means death, and going out means death. So I would rather die outside..."

"When a man is angry, his blood will be splashed three feet. No matter how terrible the existence is, if it wants my life, I will make him pay the price."

"Don't even think about staying here. Don't forget, we are one in life and death. If I die outside, do you think you can run away?"

"Hurry up, don't pretend to be dead, if the two of us work together, we may still survive..."

Of course Wu Tao knew that those who could use this level of spiritual treasure were at least the monks of the Zifu period. He also knew how terrifying the monks of the Zifu period were.

However, just because he knew this, Wu Tao did not feel despair, because if a monk of this level really wanted to deal with him, just pinching his fingers would be enough to crush him to death.

Why bother to go to such a big trouble to use this level of spiritual treasure? Moreover, in this small world in the prison, the only Zifu Stage monk is Wukongzi, so this is actually just a test.

Although Wu Tao guessed wrong this time, and his guess was very wrong, there was one thing he didn't guess wrong, that is, Wukongzi didn't want them to die, he just wanted to teach them a lesson.

Of course, if Wu Tao performs well, he may get a reward. All of this depends on Wukongzi's own mood.

Moving forward in the direction of the Twelve Colorful Giant Mountains, Wu Tao felt that the further he went, the greater the pressure he would receive. If his own strength had not been so weak, he would have been crushed into a meat pie.

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