A Good Romance
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The formation spirit disappeared again after speaking.
Everyone looked at each other and walked towards the house. It was a pitch-black door that couldn't be seen inside.
"Let's go." Ling Han and the others also walked over. This house was like a bottomless pit, allowing people to enter one by one without crowding.
Xiu, the instant Ling Han walked in, he discovered that he appeared in a circular stone room that was sealed off from all sides. The place was very large, with a diameter of three hundred meters and a height of three hundred meters.
Thinking of what the formation spirit said, Ling Han hurriedly sensed and found that he indeed lost connection with the Black Tower.
His Divine Sense had been pulled out.
Hiss!
He was very shocked. One had to know that losing divine sense was equivalent to being an empty shell, and if his divine sense was trapped here, then his body would starve to death.
Even if Flower Blossom Tier warriors broke away from the mortal world and only needed to absorb Spiritual Qi to survive, they would still slowly die of old age.
If the formation spirit wanted to erase them, it would be a matter of a single thought. Since it could extract their divine sense, then it naturally could easily erase them.
As expected of a god level formation, he didn't even know how the divine sense was extracted.
Weng, that child appeared and said, "Choose your opponent, what tier, battle prowess, and star value do you want …"
Ling Han thought, and said, "Let's start with twenty stars of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier."
"You're at the second layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, surpassing eighteen stars …" The formation spirit actually revealed a very human-like expression of surprise. "Not bad, if you can really pass such a test, it's pretty good strength even in Lord Brahma."
Ling Han was even more surprised. Surpassing eighteen stars was pretty good … Lord Brahma … was this a place in the god realm?
"What weapon do you use?" the formation spirit asked again.
"Sword …" Ling Han said.
Xiu, a long sword appeared out of thin air and stabbed into the ground beside Ling Han's feet.
Ling Han wanted to discuss Lord Brahma with the formation spirit again, but before he could ask, the formation spirit already disappeared and was replaced by a swordsman of medium build but expressionless.
So strong!
Ling Han's heart trembled for no reason. This was a true swordsman. His whole body was emitting an astonishing sword intent. Just a glance at him made him feel like his soul was about to be torn apart.
His fighting spirit soared as he drew his sword and said, "Then let's fight!"
That swordsman bent his knees slightly, then suddenly shot out with a speed that was ridiculously fast. Shua, the long sword was unsheathed, bringing with it an astonishing sword light that was piercingly cold.
Ling Han was fearless. He raised his sword to meet the attack.
Ding, ding, ding, the two of them fought fiercely. This was clearly just a divine sense space, but it was incomparably real. The sparks that came out from the collision did not seem fake.
The swordsman swung his sword, and immediately, ten streaks of Sword Qi swept towards Ling Han.
"Not bad, ten rays of Sword Qi. I've finally met my match." Ling Han laughed heartily and also slashed out with his sword, sending out ten rays of Sword Qi.
Ding, ding, ding, ding. The Sword Qi collided and were annihilated.
Ling Han was astonished. The quality of his opponent's Sword Qi was actually not the slightest bit weaker than his. This was very rare. His heroic spirit grew, and he said, "Then take another one of my swords!" He began to circulate the Mysterious Three Thousand.
But before the sword aura had even formed, he was forced to stop. The swordsman was astonishingly sensitive to battle and immediately slashed out with his sword, stopping Ling Han's accumulation of power.
"Interesting, interesting!" Ling Han laughed. "You're the first opponent in the same realm to make me stop my sword!"
That swordsman only had battle instincts, and he still continuously attacked with his sword, his attacks like a tide.
Ling Han activated the Eye of Truth and the Hundred Illusions Transformation movement technique. Under the opponent's sword aura, he was still accumulating power and wanted to use the Mysterious Three Thousand to directly end the battle.
The swordsman's attacks became more and more urgent. Suddenly, the long sword paused slightly, and when the sword slashed down, the shadow of ten large mountains descended towards Ling Han.
Ka, ka, ka, ka, Ling Han's body immediately emitted crisp sounds as if his bones were about to break, but Ling Han didn't care at all. He cultivated the Body of Iron Sheet, and his body was equivalent to precious metal of the same level. To crush his body, one had to be at least in the Flower Blossom Tier.
In this spiritual space, the formation spirit also faithfully replicated his body's strength. Aside from the Black Tower, Demon Birth Sword, and other weapons that weren't brought in, everything else was practically no different from his real body.
Ling Han laughed heartily and struck out with his sword. Xiu, xiu, xiu, xiu, instantly, a thousand sword lights appeared, slashing wildly at the swordsman.
These sword lights were too dense. Unless the swordsman also had the Eye of Truth and understanding of the Mysterious Three Thousand wasn't weaker than Ling Han's, then he could possibly kill his way out of these sword lights, just like what Ling Han had done before, killing his way out of Yao Hui Yue's sword aura.
However, the swordsman obviously didn't possess these two points, so he was hit. Pu, pu, pu, he was also very valiant. As the long sword unfolded, he actually slashed off over five hundred flashes of Sword Qi, but the following sword lights drowned him.
When all the sword lights disappeared, the swordsman also vanished into thin air.
This was a spiritual space in the first place, and the swordsman wasn't a physical body at all.
"Very good, you passed." The formation spirit appeared again. "You still have two chances to choose an opponent."
Ling Han asked, "Can I rank first with this result?"
"Limited by the rules, I can't answer you." The formation spirit shook its head, and said methodically.
"Can you talk about the Great Brahma?" Ling Han changed the question; actually, this was what he wanted to ask.
"Limited by the rules, I can't answer you." The formation spirit said the same thing.
Ling Han couldn't help but sigh, thought for a moment, and said, "Get another one with battle prowess of twenty-five Stars of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier."
"As you wish." The formation spirit disappeared, and another swordsman appeared, even more terrifying than the previous one. Every strand of hair moved without wind, slicing the air and forming whirlpools.
Ling Han was surprised. In the vast lands, twenty Stars was the limit of a tier's battle prowess, and any higher would be crossing a major tier. However, because the difference between the Spiritual Pedestal Tier and the Flower Blossom Tier was too great, no matter how strong the Spiritual Pedestal Tier was, it couldn't possibly battle the Flower Blossom Tier, so there was a gap in battle prowess.
He didn't think that the formation spirit would really give him twenty-five Stars of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier.
Let's fight.
Ling Han charged up, and the two fought fiercely. This swordsman was indeed stronger than the previous one, and not just by a little bit. An increase of five battle prowess Stars was also the limit that normal geniuses could surpass.
In this battle, Ling Han fought with extreme difficulty. His body was cut with countless sword marks, and even the Body of Iron Sheet couldn't withstand such sword attacks. What made him even more depressed was that he couldn't circulate the Indestructible Heaven Scroll.
The formation spirit actually couldn't simulate this cultivation technique?
What did this mean? The level of the Indestructible Heaven Scroll was higher than this formation, so it couldn't?
Ling Han still had time to think, but after paying such heavy injuries, he also fought for the opportunity to use the Mysterious Three Thousand. With a slash, the sky was filled with sword light.
However, the second swordsman was really strong. He actually slashed a thousand sword lights, and the last hundred sword lights slashed onto his body, but they actually didn't destroy him. He only lost a left leg and left arm, and a large hole appeared on his chest. However, he still stood on one leg, holding his sword steadily.
Ling Han bared his teeth. This was the battle prowess of twenty-five Stars of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, truly fierce.
Phone reading was more refreshing.
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