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100 Suppressing the magic harp, the restrained power of isolation!

(The second update is presented to you, thank you for your strong support from the brothers [God and Demon Training Ground 1], and celebrate the birth of the first [Leader] in this book! To express your gratitude, BuLeng will find opportunities to explode in the next few days!]

"I finally reached the eighth floor..."

A blue light flashed, and Zhou Feng also officially arrived at the eighth floor of the Jiulong Tower.

The environment on each floor of the Jiulong Tower seems to be completely different, and the same is true on the eighth floor. At this moment, what appeared in front of Zhou Feng was a clean, tidy, but extremely empty room, somewhat like a martial arts temple. On the other end of the room was a white cushion with a diameter of about one foot, and next to the cushion was visited a set of tea sets. The tea in the tea set had been brewed, and fog could be vaguely seen floating out, and Zhou Feng could even smell a slight fresh tea fragrance.

It all looks more like someone’s lounge than the penultimate floor of Kowloon Tower.

However, although the scene in front of him was a little too calm, Zhou Feng did not dare to relax in his heart. After all, the nine dragon sons stationed on this level are the largest in seniority, and they are also the eldest son of the dragon who is second only to the second dragon son Yazi - Jingniu.

"Come?"

Just as Zhou Feng was carefully observing the room in front of him, a plain and gentle voice suddenly came into Zhou Feng's ears. There was no murderous aura in this voice, just like treating a visiting guest, even with a little joy and kindness.

As the sound rang out, a phantom suddenly appeared on the white cushion, and then slowly transformed into a pocket dragon about one foot long, as white as snow, and with a white beard.

"Senior is the eldest son of the dragon, the prisoner of the cow?"

Looking at the pocket dragon on the white cushion, Zhou Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed, and then asked with a serious face.

"Yes, I'm the prison bull."

Hearing Zhou Feng's words, the white dragon nodded gently, then raised his left claw slightly, brought a cup of tea to Zhou Feng, and said, "The visitor is a guest. I guess you are a little tired from the way. If you don't mind, you can have a cup of tea. I made it with my own hands, and it tastes good."

"No, I've just had a rest."

Of course, Zhou Feng would not drink the tea handed over by Yuniu at this time, so after looking at the cup of fragrant tea, Zhou Feng just smiled and refused Yuniu's invitation.

"That's a pity..."

Seeing that Zhou Feng was unwilling to drink tea, Yu Niu did not force him. He just sighed slightly, waved his right hand again, took the cup of tea to himself, and then slowly sipped it, saying, "I have to say that you humans are indeed the most enjoyable race in the universe, and tea is the first of all joys. But as a human, you don't know how to appreciate it, it's a pity..."

Speaking of this, the Prisoner had already drank all the tea in the cup, then waved his claws again, integrated a set of tea sets into his divine realm, and said, "Okay, I can feel the anxiety and urgency in your heart, so if you want, you can challenge me now. But I would like to remind you in advance that in this eighth level, except for the power of the divine realm being sealed, I can exert all other powers. You'd better be careful, otherwise it will be bad if you hurt your life."

"At the quasi-supreme god level opponent?"

After hearing the words of the Qinniu, Zhou Feng's eyes became even more serious.

Although the Prison Bull still did not burst out with any powerful momentum or murderous intent at this moment, the Prison Bull, who was sitting quietly on the cushion, seemed to be a giant mountain covering the sky and the sun, bringing inexplicable pressure to Zhou Feng. And the opponents who can bring pressure to Zhou Feng are terrifying powerful people with quasi-high god-level strength.

"Then I'll forgive me for offending!"

However, although you can feel the terrible strength that Qin Niu has, Zhou Feng was not afraid at all. Instead, an indescribable fighting spirit and excitement emerged.

He had long wanted to fight with the quasi-supreme god power with his own strength!

So with a low shout, five silver lights suddenly appeared from Zhou Feng's right hand, and then shot towards the prison bull sitting cross-legged on the cushion like lightning. At the same time, Zhou Feng also jumped up and rushed towards the prison bull behind the five silver lights.

After fusing the Demonic Axe, the demon soldier's Sky-Devouring Spirit finally fully awakened. After awakening the spirit, Zhou Feng's Cangfeng Art also had a more powerful effect. It is one of them to condense five flying knives completely controlled by his mind to attack the enemy like now.

"The mimicry body, and it is a rare metal mimicry body?"

Seeing the silver flying knife transformed from Zhou Feng's fingers shooting towards him, the Qinniu's face not only showed any fear, but a faint smile appeared. Then he nodded gently, waved his claws, and turned a white jade zither about one foot long and made of white jade, and pressed his claws on the strings of the jade zither and gently plucked them.

clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!

The strings of the piano moved and a loud sound came out. As the claws of the prison bull gently plucked the strings, waves of loud noises like sharp blades coming out of the sheath, and like sharp arrows breaking through the air suddenly rang through the entire room. Then five white lights shot out from the jade piano and condensed into five white sharp arrows, accurately bombarding the five flying knives shot by Zhou Feng.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

The power contained in the flying knife and the flying arrow was almost the same. With the sound of violent roars, the five flying arrows shot by Zhou Feng were also knocked away by these terrifying arrows, and then inserted into the wall of the room.

clang!

However, before Zhou Feng could come back to his senses, the second attack of Prisoner came again. Accompanied by a louder sound, a white light also condensed into a spear and spun towards Zhou Feng.

"Energy Attack, Hum!"

Looking at the white spear that was shooting, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Zhou Feng's face, then he curled his lips gently, waved his right hand, and turned into a sharp arrow with silver light and stabbed towards the spear head of the spear.

What he is most afraid of isolating the starry sky monster is this kind of energy quasi-type attack.

Pong!

However, what Zhou Feng expected was that when the silver sword in his hand hit the spear, the spear did not collapse immediately as Zhou Feng imagined, but collided with the sword and made a violent roar. It seemed that Zhou Feng was not hitting an energy spear this time, but a physical spear.

At the same time, a huge force also spread to Zhou Feng from the place where the sword and gun clashed.

"Damn it, why is this happening!"

After frowned slightly, Zhou Feng also added the power in his hand, held the sword tightly and swung it violently. Finally, under his full attack, the white spear was completely cut off by the silver sword, and turned into two pieces and disappeared without a trace.

"Has the power really reached the level of the quasi-supreme god?"

Seeing Zhou Feng cut off the spear he condensed, a hint of surprise finally appeared on the face of the imperial niu Gu Jingbubo, and then waved his claws and quickly flicked it on the Yuqin.

clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!

There were another series of rapid sounds, and hundreds of small white arrows emerged from the jade zither, and then continued to bombard Zhou Feng.

"What the hell is going on?"

Facing the densely packed white arrows, Zhou Feng could only curse in his heart while constantly wielding his long sword to slash the arrows. But these arrows seemed endless, and no matter how many he shattered, more would be shot in front of him. In desperation, Zhou Feng could only shake his wings and retreat quickly, and widen the distance from the prison bull.

"The weapon condensed by your jade zither is not afraid of the power of isolation?"

Standing in a corner of the room, Zhou Feng stared at the Yuqin in the hands of Yuniu and asked word by word.

He had already seen that the jade zither must be strange.

“Good eyesight…”

Sure enough, after hearing Zhou Feng's words, Yu Niu suddenly laughed and said, "My father and the evil demons outside the sky have been fighting for countless years, so naturally they know how difficult the power of isolation is. So in order to restrain the power of isolation, he also specially made this magic-squeezing piano for me."

Speaking of this, the qinniu gently touched the jade qin, then focused his eyes on Zhou Feng, and said word by word: "So, if you only have this method, then your journey through the level can only end here."

After the words came, the prisoner raised his claws again and pressed them hard on the strings of the Yuqin.
Chapter completed!
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