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Duan Lingtian reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head.
But when he looked at the 'Sword Concept Fragment' in Han Xuenai's hand again, there seemed to be a little more fear in the depths of his eyes.
A mere piece of artistic conception fragment directly defeated his mental power.
"That sharp aura is clearly the 'Image of the Sword'... and it's also the 'Image of the Advanced Sword'!"
Duan Lingtian took a breath of air, "Fortunately, it was just instinctively protecting itself... Otherwise, I'm afraid it would not only destroy my mental power, but also traumatize my soul."
The high-level artistic conception is also called the 'virtual artistic conception'.
It is the 'artistic conception' mastered by those who are strong in the Transformation Realm, and its power is astonishing.
Not to mention anything else, just take this 'Fragment of Sword's Artistic Concept' as an example.
According to the message in the 'Condensing Jade Piece' just now, it is suspected that the 'Martial Emperor' left this Sword Emperor's treasure house:
This artistic conception fragment is a 'triple high-level sword artistic conception fragment'.
Three levels of high-level artistic conception, comparable to the power of four hundred ancient horned dragons...
What is the concept of the power of four hundred ancient horned dragons?
Even if he is a ninth-level warrior in the Dongxu Realm, regardless of the 'artistic conception' he comprehends, his full energy is comparable to the power of one hundred and twenty ancient horned dragons.
Even if you add the 'nine-level intermediate artistic conception' that is comparable to the power of a hundred ancient horned dragons, it is only the power of 220 ancient horned dragons.
In fact, even if a ninth-level warrior of the Dongxu Realm who has comprehended the 'first-level high-level artistic conception' uses all his strength, regardless of the spiritual weapon, he only has the power of three hundred and twenty ancient horned dragons.
The power of four hundred ancient horned dragons is undoubtedly an astronomical figure for 'Duan Lingtian' whose current full strength is less than the power of ten ancient horned dragons.
And these powers are contained in this small fragment of artistic conception.
"Brother Lingtian, give it."
Han Xuenai casually threw the artistic conception fragment in his hand to Duan Lingtian, as if throwing away garbage, "This artistic conception fragment is of no use to us..."
Fragments of artistic conception, only warriors who understand that kind of "artistic conception" can use them to understand the higher "artistic conception".
Just like Duan Lingtian now.
Unless he understands the 'Sword Concept', even if it is just a low-level sword concept.
Otherwise, this fragment of artistic conception would be useless in his hands.
However, Duan Lingtian still grasped the fragments of artistic conception in his hands as if he had found a treasure.
What a joke!
This artistic conception fragment is a treasure-like existence even for warriors in the Cave Void Realm and some strong ones in the Transformation Void Realm.
If you take it out.
Even those who are at the ninth level of the Dongxu Realm, and even those who have understood the artistic conception of the sword but have not understood the artistic conception of the sword at the third level or above, will all fight for it.
"Brother Lingtian, it's time for us to go down."
It wasn't until Han Xuenai's voice came from the steps in front that Duan Ling came back to his senses.
"Put it away first."
After putting away the 'Fragments of Sword Concept' in his hand, Duan Lingtian responded to Xuena and went down the stairs with Xuena.
At this moment, Duan Lingtian tried hard to control his excitement.
The stairs are very long, and there is a gray fog in front of it, making it difficult to see what is behind.
Duan Lingtian and Han Xuenai shuttled through it, walking down the stairs until they stepped on the ground, and the fog in front of them gradually disappeared before their eyes.
And just then.
call! call! call! call! call!
…
Bursts of wind howling suddenly came from the distance.
Before Duan Lingtian could even raise his head, he felt strong winds coming towards him, making his robes bulge.
When Duan Lingtian raised his head, he saw a series of spinning 'tornadoes' heading towards him and Han Xuenai.
Tornadoes lined up in a row, filling the vast cave on the second floor of the Sword Emperor's treasure house, leaving people with no way out.
Now, Duan Lingtian and Han Xuenai have two choices.
First, return to the first level.
Second, break in!
As long as they break through the row in front of them that connects the top and bottom of the cave, like a tornado forming a defensive barrier, they can continue to penetrate into the second level.
The 'reward' for the second level must be at the end of the cave.
Seeing the row of tornadoes getting closer and closer, Duan Lingtian's whole body seemed to be floating.
"It's at least a few hundred meters away from me... If it were any closer, wouldn't I be blown away by it?"
Duan Lingtian smiled bitterly.
"Brother Lingtian, let's rush over."
Han Xuenai greeted Duan Lingtian, and immediately her whole body seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning, flying out and rushing towards the row of tornadoes that were sweeping in.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, Han Xuenai passed through a row of tornadoes and disappeared in front of Duan Lingtian.
For Han Xuenai.
A tornado of this magnitude poses no threat to her.
Duan Lingtian took a deep breath and moved.
"Wind and residual clouds!"
As Duan Lingtian's figure flew out, the energy between his legs surged, and the sound of "wind and thunder" sounded almost at the same time, across the sky.
Whoosh!
Duan Lingtian seemed to have turned into a hurricane and hit the entire row of tornadoes that swept over him.
For a moment, Duan Lingtian only felt a strong resistance preventing him from moving forward.
This resistance is getting stronger and stronger!
Gradually, Duan Lingtian's speed slowed down involuntarily, not because he didn't want to continue moving, but because the wind blowing in front of him was too strong.
This is the power of nature.
Duan Lingtian continued to struggle forward and soon collided with a row of tornadoes.
Fortunately, Duan Lingtian put up the 'Yuanli Light Mask' in time to protect his body, otherwise, at this moment, he might be directly cut into pieces.
However, even so, his Yuanli light shield was still crumbling.
The power of the tornado is too strong.
"At most five breaths, my Yuanli light shield will be broken."
Duan Lingtian became a little impatient after realizing this.
At his current speed, breaking through the obstacles of a tornado in just five breaths would undoubtedly be an extremely difficult task.
"Now, there are only two ways in front of me! One is to turn around and return to the first floor; the other is to let Xuena help me."
Duan Lingtian took a deep breath and his thoughts suddenly changed.
If he was asked to just turn around and return to the first level, he would naturally not be willing to do so.
But let Xuena help him...
Although it was a simple thing, subconsciously, he was somewhat unwilling to do it.
Could it be that he needs Xuena to help him with everything in the Sword King's treasure house?
Without Xue Nai, would it be difficult for him to make any progress?
"When we were on the first floor of the Sword King's Treasury, if Xuena hadn't taken action, even if I could have gotten through, that 'Sword's Concept Fragment' would definitely not have been mine."
After all, he was a big man, and he couldn't let Duan Lingtian rely on Han Xuenai from beginning to end.
At least, if he had to ask Han Xuenai for help now, he couldn't do it.
There is no way to get over that hurdle in my heart.
"Zhizhi~~"
A sharp scream came from his ears, bringing Duan Lingtian back to his senses.
"Xiao Jin, I will definitely take you through!"
Duan Lingtian looked at the little golden mouse on his shoulder, his eyes becoming tougher and tougher, "In the past, I didn't have Xue Nai by my side. Didn't I come here by myself?"
As soon as the thought fell, the layer of Yuanli light shield on Duan Lingtian's body was instantly torn into pieces by the tornado.
Duan Lingtian's entire body was completely exposed to the tornado.
"rush!"
Duan Lingtian looked ahead, and through a row of tornadoes, he could vaguely see Han Xuenai waiting for him at the other end.
In an instant, the energy under Duan Lingtian's feet surged, the sound of wind and thunder was harsh, and a layer of earthy yellow aura appeared on the surface of his body. His whole body rushed forward as if he had turned into a cannonball.
However, the overwhelming pressure from the tornado still hit him hard, causing cracks to appear in the earthy yellow energy on his body.
The earthy yellow aura is the defensive martial skill "Earth Dragon Body Protection" that Duan Lingtian hastily performed.
But after all, Duan Lingtian only understood the 'first understanding of the power of the earth'. The defense of "Earth Dragon Body Protector" was extremely weak, and it was blown to pieces by the dragon and phoenix scroll in the blink of an eye.
Following in the footsteps of the Yuanli Mask.
The strong wind in the sky pressed down on Duan Lingtian's body, making Duan Lingtian's internal organs tremble and making him somewhat breathless.
"No matter how strong this tornado is, it is still 'wind'... Could it be that I, a warrior in the Void Realm who has understood the 'Impression of the First Level of Wind', still fall into the hands of this tornado?"
Duan Lingtian's heart was full of unwillingness.
On the surface of his body, wisps of green Qi were rising continuously.
The artistic conception of a layer of wind!
However, the 'Impression of the First Level of Wind' was also unable to withstand the pressure of the tornado, and was suppressed in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that the 'Impression of the First Level of Wind' was about to be shattered, Duan Lingtian calmed down.
"Tornado... wind... why do I have to fight it?"
With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Duan Lingtian put away the artistic conception of the first level of wind, and placed himself in the tornado, feeling the sharp and vast impact.
Gradually, Duan Lingtian seemed to have some kind of enlightenment, and he felt that he had become as light as a feather, as if he had some kind of connection with the tornado.
Move with the wind and let the tornado carry him upward.
"Brother Lingtian!"
At this time, Han Xuenai on the other side, after waiting for Duan Lingtian for a while, found that Duan Lingtian had not come yet, he hurriedly set off and passed through the tornado again.
Just when she was about to help Duan Lingtian, she saw Duan Lingtian flying up with the tornado.
At this moment, she even had an illusion.
Brother Ling Tian seemed to be one with the tornado.
"Brother Lingtian, this is... such a high level of understanding."
Han Xuenai seemed to see something.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
…
At this moment, figures one after another walked down the stairs from the first floor of the Sword Emperor's Treasury to the second floor of the Sword Emperor's Treasury.
It was the other people who entered the Sword Emperor's treasure house.
In an instant, their robes squeaked, and then they also discovered the entire row of tornadoes.
"There's someone in the wind!"
Soon, someone with sharp eyes saw the purple figure that was constantly being swept up by the tornado.
"It's Brother Lingtian!"
Dong Ming exclaimed.
"The artistic conception of the second wind!"
At this moment, an excited voice suddenly came, attracting everyone's attention.
Then, everyone saw it.
Duan Lingtian froze his figure in the tornado and let it sweep away, motionless as a mountain.
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