When Lin Kui broke into the eighth layer of the island, he saw a young and extremely handsome cultivator standing quietly at the edge of the last layer of the storm. He closed his eyes and seemed to be recovering his spiritual power.
Lin Kui was surprised at first.
What a young Golden Elixir Daoist!
Then, a sense of dread rose in his heart.
Someone broke into the eighth layer of the island before me?
But looking at the situation, it seemed that the previous outburst was too fierce, and it was difficult to continue the spiritual power, so it stopped.
Thinking like this, Lin Kui felt a little complacent in his heart.
Along the way, he had been maintaining the consumption of his spiritual power at a suitable rate, and even slightly slowed down the speed of his advance. So now, there was only 50% of his spiritual power left in his dantian.
Sure enough, he was still too young and inexperienced. The previous outburst was too fierce, and now it was not enough.
Lin Kui greeted Lu Qingshan, "I'm Lin Kui of the Lin Family of Fufeng. How should I address you, Fellow Daoist?"
He and Lu Qingshan maintained a suitable safe distance that would not arouse others' disgust.
He was a discerning person.
Lu Qingshan secretly thought, and at the same time, raised his eyelids slightly, and replied, "Lu Qingshan."
"Fellow Daoist Lu," Lin Kui nodded and pointed at the spiritual energy storm that was raging with spiritual vigor. He laughed and said, "I'll take my leave first."
Although there was no ridicule, the trace of pride in his tone was undoubtedly revealed.
The next moment, Lin Kui jumped into the storm layer, and a misty green light lit up on his body.
"A magic cultivator proficient in wind techniques?" Lu Qingshan glanced at the situation and muttered, "It's rare."
Soon, Lu Qingshan focused on recovering his spiritual power.
In order to practice the Innumerable Sword Art, he had stayed in the storm layer for a day before Lin Kui arrived.
Due to the influence of various spiritual power storms compared to the Meteorite Array, in fact, the pressure on the last layer of the storm layer was even more than the Meteorite Array.
Under this kind of high-intensity storm, his spiritual power consumption and Spiritual Sense consumption were enormous.
Of course, the harvest was also not bad. In just a short day, the Myriad Sword Technique had increased from 360 swords to 370 swords.
Two hours later.
Lu Qingshan waited until he had recovered to seventy percent of his peak condition before he abruptly opened his eyes.
Looking at the storm that was wreaking havoc in front of him, his figure flashed and he leaped into it once again.
But this time, he wasn't using the storm layer as a place to cultivate. Instead, he was heading to the ninth layer of the Giant Spirit Realm.
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Lin Kui focused his mind and moved forward quickly in the storm layer.
He was proficient in wind magic, so he was quite sensitive to the wind direction of the raging spiritual vigor storm in the storm layer.
This made it so that when he was breaking through the storm layer, he would be borrowing the force of the wind to move forward instead of directly fighting against the violent tornado like Lu Qingshan.
So, along the way, his spiritual power had been maintained in a better state.
He relaxed his body and flew forward with the help of the violent tornadoes. Of course, it wasn't as easy as he imagined.
The direction of the spiritual vigor storm in the storm layer was uncertain, and its strength was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. Sometimes it was like the violent wind magic used by the Golden Elixir Daoist, and sometimes it suddenly turned into an ordinary gale in the world.
His speed was also drifting with the wind, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and it was difficult to control. In addition, he had to deal with the increasingly frequent spiritual energy attacks from time to time.
But fortunately, he had the perfect cultivation of the Golden Elixir after all. Although it was a little difficult, he was still moving forward steadily.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a whistling buzzing sound suddenly came from behind to Lin Kui's ears.
What's going on?
He couldn't help but look back, and then his heart was shocked.
It was Fellow Daoist Lu, who was rushing over from behind with the Sword Controlling Technique!
How was this possible? In this place where spiritual vigor was chaotic, how could he dare to use the Escape Technique unscrupulously?
In the storm layer, the faster one's speed, the shorter the reaction time in the face of the sudden spiritual energy.
Moreover, because of the high-speed movement, the power of the spiritual energy bombardment on the body would be increased by several times.
Therefore, in the storm layer, moving forward at a relatively stable speed was the best way to break through the spiritual energy storm layer.
At this moment, Lu Qingshan was breaking his idea.
In the next moment, Lin Kui's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he secretly thought that Lu Qingshan was going to suffer this time.
Because at this time, there were actually four powerful spiritual energy masses, which seemed to be attracted by Lu Qingshan's unscrupulous behavior of disturbing the spiritual vigor, besieging him at the same time.
But in the next moment, Lin Kui found that Lu Qingshan's face did not show the slightest trace of panic.
In his astonished gaze, dozens of fish-like sword auras swam out from the void around the sword cultivator, as if they were swimming in the water. They were full of spirituality, divided into four groups, and found the four spiritual energy masses that were attacking.
Boom!
The two collided, and then disappeared together.
Lu Qingshan's speed was not affected at all.
"What kind of magic is this?" Lin Kui's heart was in turmoil.
"Fellow Daoist Lin." Lu Qingshan had caught up with Lin Kui in the blink of an eye, and was parallel to him.
His figure slightly stagnated, and he deliberately stopped, nodded to Lin Kui seriously, pointed to the spiritual energy storm layer in front of him, and laughed loudly, "Then I'll go first."
Whoosh!
In the next moment, Lu Qingshan suddenly moved, and his figure disappeared into the spiritual energy storm in front of him.
"Sir," Qin Yitian's soft laughter echoed in Lu Qingshan's ears, "you're really infuriating …"
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Looking at Lu Qingshan's gradually disappearing figure, Lin Kui pursed his lips. "It's said that the more talented a sword cultivator is, the more unruly he is. Looks like it's true …"
Arrogance and otherworldliness were the labels on sword cultivators.
This group of people would often do things that others would think were indulgent, willful, or unruly.
In the eyes of sword cultivators, this was called idealism, but in the eyes of sword cultivators, this behavior was called romance.
"What a pity. With the speed of a sword cultivator's Sword Wielding Technique, I probably won't be able to catch up to him." Lin Kui felt that it was a pity, but he did not care too much.
After all, sword cultivators' Sword Wielding Technique was the fastest escape technique in the Cultivation World.
Moreover, the Qingzhou preliminary test this time only selected the top 1,000, and there was no specific ranking. Although he had some thoughts about the title of being the first to reach the ninth level, it was not to the point where it was absolutely necessary.
The Seven Zones Summit had just begun!
A sword cultivator at the middle stage of the Golden Elixir was indeed superior to him now.
However, he also firmly believed that in the Seven Zones Summit, once it was time to show off his true abilities, he would definitely be the one who had the last laugh.
After all, he was at the peak of the Golden Elixir.
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