Chapter 1501; Qi Zong Jian Qi

"Ten miles ahead?"

Xiao Yi frowned.

The end of this second layer is endless, thousands of miles away.

With the strength of these two, they have only traveled dozens of miles?

Table Wanzong, needless to say, has awakened his martial spirit for the second time, and has the eighth level of Holy Emperor Realm cultivation.

He is the first arrogant of Qi Zong, and there is no need to say much about his strength.

It can also condense Qi sword power.

If the strength of this person is placed in other areas outside, I am afraid that even the peak of the Holy Emperor Realm might not be his opponent.

Junior Brother Zifeng is even stronger.

As the young head of the Lin family, Lin Zifeng's second awakening of his martial spirit is not difficult.

Martial arts holy pills, the traction of the strong family, a lot of things to cultivate, etc., are not a problem at all.

At this time, Lin Zifeng was the ninth-level cultivation base of the Holy Emperor Realm.

Counting the increase in soul sword power, his true strength will definitely reach the level of martial arts power.

Under the joint efforts of the two, there is nothing to do with the formation of ten thousand swords?

"Exhausted?" Xiao Yi looked at Lin Zifeng and asked.

Lin Zifeng nodded and shook his head again, "There is still some way to go."

"Can you be sure?" Xiao Yi asked.

Lin Zifeng scratched his head, "There is still a certain degree of certainty, although it is not completely certain."

"Do you need me to help you?" Xiao Yi chuckled.

"Help? What help?" Shi Wanzong said first, "I'll say it first, I'm not interested in joining forces with you."

Xiao Yi glanced at Table Wanzong and said disdainfully, "I'm not interested, and I didn't ask you."

Xiao Yi looked at Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng shook his head, "Although I know that Senior Brother Xiao Yi is very capable."

"But this is my test road, and I want to go to the end of the second floor on my own."

"Okay, then it's up to you." Xiao Yi nodded and patted Lin Zifeng on the shoulder.

"Then I'll go ahead and see you at the end of the second floor."

"Yeah." Lin Zifeng nodded seriously.

On the side, Shi Wanzong sneered, "Zifeng and I are both unable to move an inch, you alone? It's just a joke."

Xiao Yi ignored the table Wanzong, his figure flashed, and he walked straight ahead.

The figure had just entered the sword formation, and a sharp sword had already struck quickly.

The sound of the sharp sword breaking through the air was extremely intense.

It is worthy of the sharp swords that the masters of the sword monument once used to run wild in the world. It is really extraordinary.

However, after all, what is here is just a sword, not the owner of the sword tablet.

So Xiao Yi was not afraid of it.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi shot out a sword energy from his fingertips, and instantly stopped the sharp sword.

"The Holy Emperor's realm is at the pinnacle level." Xiao Yi only glanced at it and sensed the power of the sharp sword.

At the same time, the sharp sword was stopped, and a ray of light shot out.

Xiao Yi did not dodge.

He clearly felt that this light had no power at all.

Sure enough, after the light hit him, the aura on his body suddenly increased.

"So that's the case." Xiao Yi smiled happily.

Compared with the first floor space, the benefits of this second floor space are much more.

swoosh...swish...swish...

Xiao Yi's figure kept flickering.

Every mile he walked forward, another sharp sword would come at him.

And every time you block a sharp sword, you will get a gift of Yuanli.

After these Yuan Forces were penetrated into his body, they instantly turned into his own pure Yuan Forces.

"Tens of thousands of divine weapons, tens of thousands of Yuan forces with a high level." Xiao Yi's face was filled with surprise.

If he can go all the way to the end of the second floor and block the attacks of all sharp swords, he will be able to receive the gift of Yuanli from all the magic weapons in the second floor.

Such a huge power may be enough for him to directly ascend to the Holy Emperor Realm.

swoosh...swish...swish...

When Xiao Yi walked to a distance of dozens of miles, dozens of sharp swords attacked.

It would be fine if it just came, but don’t forget, this is within the sword formation.

In other words, dozens of sharp swords were attacked by their own sword formations.

This is by no means a purely quantitative increase.

The power has skyrocketed.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi shot out a starlight sword energy.

"It has reached the level of martial arts power." Xiao Yi sensed the power of dozens of sharp swords.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi's figure flashed and he took a few steps back.

There is still a long distance from the end of the second floor.

Therefore, Xiao Yi planned to avoid these sharp swords if he could avoid them.

It is also better to save some energy and deal with the more powerful swords with longer distances behind.

However, he just took a few steps back. Although he avoided the sharp sword, the breath on his body suddenly weakened.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi's expression changed slightly.

He clearly felt that the moment he stepped back, the original energy he had gained on his body dissipated a little in an instant.

If he guessed correctly, the share of Yuan Power obtained from these magical weapons is only temporary.

If he can completely pass through this sword formation and reach the end of the second floor, these huge Yuan forces will be completely transformed into his own cultivation.

If he loses halfway, or even returns to the original place, all the energy he gained will be dissipated.

That is to say.

If you pass this second-layer space test, you will get a huge benefit.

If you can't pass it, it's considered white, and you won't get anything.

"Humph." Xiao Yi snorted coldly, and his figure rushed forward.

But for a moment, the figure has traveled a hundred miles away.

At the same time, there were hundreds of sharp swords attacking him.

Hundreds of sharp swords, forming a sword formation, came under mysterious siege.

The further forward, the more sharp swords, and the stronger the sword formation will be.

Outside, Lin Zifeng was full of joy, "As expected of Senior Brother Xiao Yi, he can easily cross a hundred miles."

"Hmph." A trace of displeasure flashed across Shi Wanzong's face.

"Zifeng, are you growing others' ambition and destroying your own prestige?"

Lin Zifeng shrugged, "In Zifeng's heart, Brother Xiao Yi is not an outsider."

"You..." Table Wanzong's face turned cold, "You mean that, but Xiao Yi, this little thief, is not an outsider, but my table Wanzong is?"

"Don't forget, we are the swordsmen of the Sword Region."

"Your Lin family and my Qi Zong have been friends for countless years."

"The Lin family belongs to the Lin family, and I, Lin Zifeng, belong to Lin Zifeng." Lin Zifeng shook his head and didn't say any more.

Table Wanzong squinted his eyes, looked at Xiao Yi who was moving forward in the distance, and smiled suddenly.

Lin Zifeng instantly noticed the smile of Zhuo Wanzong, and frowned, "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Table Wanzong sneered, "Since Xiao Yi, this little thief, is taking the lead, the difficulty will be greatly reduced if we move forward now."

"It's useless." Lin Zifeng sneered, "The means in the Sword Emperor Monument are not as simple as you think."

"There are only a hundred sharp swords now, it's okay to say."

"When there are thousands of sharp swords in the back, even if Senior Brother Xiao Yi has endured most of the attacks and pressures, it is not something you can handle with your current cultivation."

"What if you add this?" Shi Wanzong sneered, and a sword energy condensed out of his fingertips.

Sword Qi, extremely strong.

Lin Zifeng's expression changed, the strength of this sword qi was only slightly higher than that of his father Lin Xiao's sword qi he had experienced.

In the entire air sect, only one person can condense this sword energy.

"Is it the sword energy of the Sect Master of Qi Sect?" Lin Zifeng frowned.

"Hahahaha." Table Wanzong laughed proudly, "The treasure at the end of the second floor belongs to me."

The voice fell, and the table Wanzong flashed forward in an instant.

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