Cheng Ling was greatly troubled. Without the Dragon Ling Sword, the power of the swordsmanship was greatly reduced and it could not pose a threat at all. The five elements of spells were ineffective, so he could only look at the spells of the other three lines.
"Call the wind!"
Cheng Ling looked up to the sky and roared, and five wind tornadoes suddenly appeared behind him, but they were absorbed by the wood spirit before they could form a large scale.
Extreme ice road! Before the water vapor melts into ice, the water spirit has absorbed all the water vapor.
Great thunderbolt! The power of thunder was superior in the end, but the effect was still not optimistic. The wood spirit stepped forward again, and the space was instantly filled with vines, and the large thunderbolt technique could not produce a single ripple on it.
And after these rounds of spells, the five spirits seemed to be replenished, and their aura surged, posing an even greater threat to him!
Cheng Ling couldn't help but yelled: "Damn it, this Five Spirits Space is cheating, it can absorb everything and it's a joke!"
But as the scolding continued, the five spirits' attacks became more powerful. Cheng Ling had to resist very hard. If he hadn't upgraded to the fourth-level spiritual body and his defense power was greatly increased, he would have been unable to withstand it long ago!
His mind was racing and he was desperately thinking of countermeasures. In fact, the energy of heaven and earth can be classified into the five elements, so how did those monks pass the assessment in the past?
Break it with skill, or break it with force? It seemed impossible to break through it by skill. Almost all the techniques I knew were completely defeated, and the sword skills could not exert their maximum power. There was only one way left!
A bright light flashed in his eyes, his right hand fluttered, and a meteor-like flame came to his palm.
"Xiao Huo, it's up to you now!" He didn't believe that he couldn't get the seventh-level top immortal flame.
Meteor Fire was extremely excited. The aura of the fire origin here was very strong, which was a great tonic for him. His small body suddenly exploded and turned into a flame giant, and the fire energy in the space was suddenly sucked in.
The flame giant's body gradually solidified, but unfortunately, just when it was about to take shape, the fire source was absorbed, and the transformation of the five spirits revealed a flaw in an instant.
How could Meteor Fire let go of such an opportunity? The two arms of the flame giant extended infinitely and soon surrounded all the wood spirits.
Before it was time for a cup of tea, the wood spirit was burned to the ground. The remaining three spirits dispersed into birds and beasts, but the flame giant exploded instantly and turned into dozens of fire dragons as thick as buckets and flew toward the three spirits.
The first one to suffer is the golden spirit, fire defeats metal! Under the scorching heat of the flame dragon, the time of persistence was the shortest, and less than half a cup of tea was destroyed.
Shui Ling insisted on a stick of incense. Although the attributes of the two were incompatible, Meteor Fire was at a disadvantage in terms of attributes, but it also depends on who is more powerful.
The seventh-level top immortal flame is equivalent to the perfect lethality of the Immortal King, and Shui Ling can support it.
The one with the strongest defense was the earth spirit. The meteor fire burned for half an hour before turning the rock giant into ashes.
The five spirits were destroyed one after another, and the space was filled with extremely strong fire energy. Only the meteor fire was left suspended in the air, with an awesome and proud look. Cheng Ling took a deep breath and praised: "That's right. It's true that I left you many benefits. It was finally a big help."
Meteor Fire chuckled and said with a shy face: "Master, I have made a great contribution now! In the future, if there is such a place where the fire energy is full again, remember to call me out. Just a few times, I will Then you can upgrade to level eight fairy flame."
Cheng Ling said angrily: "Pull you down, I won't die from exhaustion if I try a few more times! Okay, this level has been broken. I don't know what kind of test there will be in the future. You go back first!"
After saying that, he waved his hand and took the meteor fire back into his dantian.
After a while, a spatial vortex appeared in front of the bluestone road, which must have been the exit for people to leave.
Cheng Ling secretly muttered that the Five Spirit Space has been cracked, but this place is not too difficult. As long as there is some kind of powerful source treasure, it can be easily overcome. The Wuji Secret Realm is not that simple!
He was suspicious there, and if others heard him, he would probably curse. The test in the Wuji Secret Realm is completely based on the challenger's cultivation level.
In other words, Cheng Ling is now the Great Luo Jinxian, and the cultivation of the five spirits in the first level is almost at this level. If he is in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal stage, the strength of the Five Spirits will also increase accordingly.
Just imagine, the seventh-level top Immortal Flame is equivalent to the Immortal King Perfection, and it is no joke to deal with several Daluo Jinxian Perfection monks.
What's more, how can every monk be like Cheng Ling, who possesses treasures beyond his own realm, not to mention the fire spirit that ranks first among the wonders of the world?
However, Cheng Ling's guess was correct. The Wuji Secret Realm would never be that simple. This was just the first level.
He raised his legs and stepped into the space vortex. After a while, the scenery in front of him changed again. There was a bang in my mind, as if I had returned to the yin and yang space. The left side was completely white, and the right side was completely black. The two seemed to be cut in half, clearly distinguishable.
In a moment, two figures walked out from both sides. The one on the left is dressed in white, looking cool and elegant, holding a long sword in his hand; the monk walking out on the right is wearing a black robe, mysterious and profound, holding a dark spear about ten feet long in both hands.
As soon as the two appeared, they rushed towards Cheng Ling!
Cheng Ling cheered up and stretched out his hand. He originally wanted to use the Canghai Sword, but he never thought that the immortal power would extend and a light sword suddenly came to the palm of his hand. It was the same as the weapons in the hands of the two monks in the field.
"Could this be a spiritual space? According to this, the immortal weapons in our hands are all transformed from the immortal essence, and there is no grade. In this case, that is very beneficial to me!"
Cheng Ling was ecstatic in his heart. The Canghai Sword was not of high quality and was at a disadvantage. Unfortunately, the Dragon Ling Sword could not be used for the time being. He could only rely on exquisite sword moves to make up the gap between the two.
Now, no matter whether it is the black and white monks who have transformed into it, or himself, the weapons in his hands are all of the same grade. It can also be said that the power is the same, there is no difference.
In this way, the gap between the two is virtually narrowed, which is more beneficial to oneself.
The Phantom Body Technique was used to instantly escape from the killing force of the two men. The Xuan Kong Sword Technique was dark, profound and ethereal, and he stabbed the black-robed monk several times with his sword.
The opponent grabbed a step, and Cheng Ling's sword move was in vain. What was even worse was that the white-clothed monk's killing move flashed with dazzling light and came in front of him.
"It's so fast, it's not under the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique!"
Following the pace of the monks in white, the surrounding white gas seemed to be pulled, gathered one after another, and then turned into a white storm, bright, dazzling, and moving forward indomitably!
Cheng Ling's ghostly figure stepped out, and he dodged several killing moves of the monk in white. The long sword in his hand collapsed upwards, and after swinging away, it transformed into a backhand sword. The tip of the sword was pointed at the monk in black, but the blade was pointed at the monk in white, as if No matter who attacks, they can be defeated with one sword.
The third level of peak swordsmanship was displayed to the fullest. He took over the situation of being surrounded by two monks by relying only on instinctive reaction, and turned from defense to attack, preparing for attack, so that the opponent did not dare to attack with all his strength.
The two monks each used several moves to break Cheng Ling's defense. The swordsmanship of the monk in white changed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly exploded. The sword light shone in all directions, making it almost impossible to distinguish the real sword body. On the other side, the black-robed monk danced his spear, and countless spear shadows were like eagle claws, killing Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling dodged left and right, relying on strange footwork to dodge in the gap between the two people. However, if he stayed for a long time, he would lose something. His arms and thighs were stabbed by swords and spears at the same time, blood spattered, and he kept retreating. .
He had to change his fighting style and start fighting. Although the two of them use different weapons, they are like yin and yang complementing each other. Swords and grabs can make up for the flaws in each other's killing moves, leaving no opportunity for them to take advantage of.
"This is simply a Yin-Yang array in disguise, and their joint efforts must be broken!"
Cheng Ling used his body skills to avoid the pursuit of the two monks, while patiently looking for an entry point. After fighting hundreds of moves, he found that the swordsmanship of the monk in white was very exquisite. Although it was straight and strong, it often struck from incredible angles and was full of mystery.
"It is just one of the yin and yang mysteries. It is equivalent to heaven-level swordsmanship at most, but the fusion of the mysteries is completely natural and perfect. It brings the power of the sword to its limit, and the interpretation of the mysteries is unique and in-depth."
"Unfortunately, I have not understood the secrets of yin and yang. Without reference, I cannot predict his attacks and fall into passivity. As for the black-robed monk's marksmanship, I only feel that it is domineering and powerful. However, because I am not proficient in marksmanship, on the contrary It's easy to see the flaw. But the flaw is fleeting, and with the monks in white helping to pick it up, it's really difficult to seize the momentary gap!"
"It seems that the breakthrough point can only be placed on the monk in white. If you can master the sword skills he uses, you may have countermeasures." Cheng Ling made up his mind and focused 70% of his mental power on the monk in white. The monk just dodged to avoid being hit head-on.
Time passed slowly, but the swordsmanship of the monk in white became more and more mysterious. Sometimes it is a sword move, sometimes it is like a sword move, followed by grabbing skills, long whips, short rulers, yin and yang blades, fan blows, all kinds of weapon killing moves are endless, the only difference is that they are used with swords.
Cheng Ling was dazzled by what he saw, and secretly admired him. He didn't know which senior of the Wuji Sect had such superb swordsmanship. Suddenly, the true meaning of the third level of swordsmanship flashed in his mind.
If the heart is there, the sword is there, and any flying flower or leaf can be turned into a sword!
Everything in the world, in the eyes of a sword master, can become a sharp sword in his hand. The monk in white had obviously reached the third level of swordsmanship.
There was a smile on Cheng Ling's lips! The swordsman in white is indeed good at swordsmanship. He can use almost all kinds of weapons proficiently and transform it into swordsmanship to integrate into it, but this is his biggest flaw!
A from rich to simple.
One by Jane Dabo.
Although the monk in white can turn the world's weapons to his own use, this is beyond his scope of cognition. There are eighteen types of weapons, all of which are profound and profound. Without dozens or hundreds of years of experience, how can they achieve this level of proficiency, let alone transform it into swordsmanship.
Even if he enters the third level of swordsmanship, he will not reach the peak, at most he will be in the middle stage.
Cheng Ling struck out with the long sword in his hand, like a dragon entering the sea. The roc spread its wings. First there was a ball of light, and then the light suddenly burst out and turned into a large rain of light, almost covering all three of them.
Clang, clang, clang, clang!
A series of sounds sounded, like a sudden rain hitting banana trees.
Every bit of light rain hits the opponent's sword tip and spear tip.
The two monks fired their killing moves one after another, their bodies constantly moving, attacking Cheng Ling from all angles, but the rain of light ejected from his hands could always hit the gap between the opponent's killing moves, making them unable to get even an inch closer!
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