The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor

Chapter 490

The spirit formation disappeared again after it finished speaking.

Everyone looked at each other as they walked towards the house with a pitch-black door. There is nothing inside to see.

“Come go.” Ling Han and the others also walked over. The house looked like a bottomless pit, no matter how many people entered, it was never crowded.

Xiu, as soon as Ling Han entered, he discovered that he had appeared in the tightly sealed round stone room. The place was huge, a hundred feet in diameter and a hundred feet tall.

Recalling what the formation spirit said, Ling Han hurriedly checked and discovered that he must have lost his connection with the Black Tower.

His heavenly feelings were lifted.

Hissing!

He was greatly shocked; those who lost their heavenly sense were equivalent to an empty shell, and if His heavenly sense was forever trapped here, then his body would starve to death!

Even if the Blooming Flower Level creatures surpassed living beings and only needed to absorb spiritual Qi to live, they would still die slowly from age.

If the formation spirit wanted to wipe them out, then it would really be a matter of single thought .. Since it could extract their heavenly feelings, then annihilating them would be just as easy.

As expected of a god-level formation, he did not even know how his heavenly feelings were extracted.

Weng, the little boy appeared and said, "Choose your opponent, what level and what level of battle star prowess?"

Ling Han pondered, and then said, "I'll have the first Tier Two Pedestal Spiritual Pedestal."

"You are at the second layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Level, so surpassing eighteen stars?" The spirit formation was very human-like as it revealed a shocked expression. "Not bad, if you can actually pass such an exam, then be placed in the Great Brahma, this will be quite an impressive force."

Ling Han was even more surprised that surpassing eighteen stars was only impressive enough? Great Brahma? Is this a place in the realm of gods?

"What weapons are you using?" The spirit formation asked again.

"Sword!" Said Ling Han.

Xiu, a long sword appeared out of thin air and stuck next to Ling Han's feet.

Ling Han still wanted to ask the spirit of the formation about the Great Brahma, but before he asked, the spirit of the formation had disappeared; what replaced him was a medium-bodied expressionless swordsman.

That strong!

Ling Han could not help but tremble from within. This was a true swordsman with shocking sword intent that was emitted from his entire body, and with just a single glance, his soul seemed as if it was being torn apart.

His battle intent burned, and with the sword in his hand, he said, "Then let's fight!"

The swordsman slightly bent his knees, and then shot out abruptly. His speed was extremely fast; shua, his long sword unsheathed, carried a shockingly cold sword light.

Ling Han was not afraid, greeting him with his sword.

Ling Han was not afraid, greeting him with his sword.

Ding, ding, ding, the two fought fiercely. This was clearly just a heavenly sense space, but it was very real. The spark that exploded from the clash did not look fake at all.

The swordsman swung his words, and instantly ten flashes of sword Qi waved, sweeping towards Ling Han.

"Not bad, ten flashes of Sword Qi. Now I actually met a rival!" Ling Han laughed loudly and swung his sword as well, cutting out ten flashes of Sword Qi.

Ding, ding, ding, ding, Sword Qi clashed and annihilated each other.

Ling Han was surprised that the quality of the Sword Qi opponent was actually no less than his; this was rare. He became overjoyed and said, "Take this punch of mine!" He began to maneuver the Mysterious Three Thousand.

However, before the sword force was formed, he was forced to stop because the swordsman had incredible sensitivity in battle — he immediately fired a slash and stopped the accumulation of Ling Han's strength.

The swordsman only had the instinct to fight, continuing to attack in confusion.

Ling Han activated the Eye of Truth and performed the Hundred Changes Thousand Illusions art movement, stepping on small steps under the influence of the opponent's sword. He was still gathering the strength to fire the Three Thousand Mysteries to end the battle immediately.

The swordsman's attack grew fiercer, and suddenly his long sword stopped slightly, and when it swung down, the illusion of ten huge mountains rolled towards Ling Han.

Ka, ka, ka, ka, Ling Han's body immediately let out a commotion as if his bones were broken, but Ling Han did not care at all. He processed the Iron Sheet Body, and his body was equivalent to a rare metal of the same level; to overwhelm his body, it had to be at least a Flower Level Blooming attack.

In this mental space, the formation spirit also accurately replicated the toughness of his body, and other than the Black Tower, the Demon Nativity Sword, and other weapons that were not brought here, he said, the other aspect was almost no different from his original body.

In this mental space, the formation spirit also accurately replicated the toughness of his body, and other than the Black Tower, the Demon Nativity Sword, and other weapons that were not brought here, he said, the other aspect was almost no different from his original body.

Ling Han laughed loudly, striking. Xiu, xiu, xiu, thousands of sword lights instantly appeared, slashing the sword fiercely.

This sword light was too concentrated, and unless the swordsman also had the Eye of Truth and comprehended the Three Thousand Mysteries no less than Ling Han, it was not, it would not be able to charge out of these sword lights like Ling Han did, charging out from Yao Hui Yue's strength.

However, the swordsman was clearly not equipped with both, so he was hit. Pu, pu, pu! It was also very gallant — as he swung his long sword, over five hundred Sword Qi lights completely fell down, but the following swallowed it.

After all the sword lights disappeared, the swordsman also disappeared like mist or smoke.

This was originally a mental space, and the swordsman was not a real entity.

“Good, you passed.” The spirit formation appeared once again. "You have two more chances to pick an opponent."

Ling Han instead asked, "Can my results rank first?"

“Limited by rules, I can't answer you.” The spirit formation shook its head, following the prescribed pattern.

"Can you talk about the Great Brahma?" Ling Han changed this — question actually which he wanted to ask.

"Limited by the rules, I cannot answer you," the formation spirit said the same thing.

Ling Han could not hold his breath. He pondered, then said, "Create another Tier Spiritual Pedestal with 25-star battle power."

“Tersubscribe.” The spirit formation disappeared, and another swordsman appeared, more terrifying than the previous one. Each of his hairs moved without any wind, cutting through the air and forming a vortex.

Ling Han could not hold his breath. He pondered, then said, "Create another Tier Spiritual Pedestal with 25-star battle power."

“Tersubscribe.” The spirit formation disappeared, and another swordsman appeared, more terrifying than the previous one. Each of his hairs moved without any wind, cutting through the air and forming a vortex.

Ling Han was shocked; on the vast land, twenty stars were the limit of level battle prowess, and higher would cross over to a large level. However, since the gap between the Tier Spiritual Pedestal and the Tier Blossom Flower was too great, it was impossible to fight with a Tier Blossom Flower no matter how powerful a Tier Spiritual Pedestal was, it was impossible to fight with a Tier Blossom Flower, so there was a gap in the value of battle prowess.

He would never have thought that a formation spirit would actually make an opponent of a twenty-five-star Tier Spiritual Pedestal opponent for him.

He decided to fight and look.

Ling Han attacked and the two engaged in a great battle. This swordsman was stronger than the previous one as expected – and not only with a little, but a five-star increase in the entire battle power; this was also a limit that normal geniuses could not exceed.

This battle, Ling Han fought very hard. As his body was slashed with countless sword attacks, even the Iron Sheet Body could not withstand it. What made him even more depressed was that he was unable to use the Unbreakable Heaven Scroll.

The spirit of formation actually could not simulate this set of arts!

Does this mean that the level of the Unbreakable Heavenly Scroll is higher than the level of this formation?

Ling still had some free time to ponder, but after paying a hefty price, he also got the chance to fire off the Mysterious Three Thousand. As the sword swept out, the entire sky was covered by sword lights.

The second swordsman was really strong. He had actually cut through a thousand flashes of sword lights. The last hundred flashes hit his body, but he was not exterminated, only lost his left leg and right arm, and gained a large hole in his chest. He was still standing on one leg, holding his sword firmly.

Ling Han smiled bitterly; this was the battle prowess of a twenty-five star Tier Pedestal Tier, absolutely fierce!