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Infinite pure energy was poured into the natal bead, causing the entire volume to slowly expand. Although the derived innate power of chaos has not undergone essential changes, it is obvious that the amount of internal storage has changed more, and the rate of evolution has increased. faster.

At this moment, Yuan Futu finally realized that his realm had risen to a small level, reaching the state of the peak of Hunyuan.

According to common sense, it would take several years to reach the peak from the middle stage of Hunyuan, no matter how talented the talent is, and for those who practiced slowly, it would be impossible to break through for decades. However, Yuan Futu In this Heaven-reaching Sword Tower, the natal beads are constantly consumed and then replenished through pure energy. This kind of high-speed repeated practice is impossible for anyone.

Relying on this almost perverted cultivation method, Yuan Futu reached the peak state in less than 20 days after coming here. I am afraid that the entire imperial court can be regarded as a monstrous existence.

After about two or three hours, the bulging feeling from the natal bead gradually disappeared. Looking inside, he found that the area of ​​this chaotic sphere was larger than before, and he tried to absorb the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth. The thighs are as thick as a child's arm, obviously much faster than before, and he couldn't help but feel emotional, saying: "In this way, I have reached the peak in terms of absorbing, deriving and storing Yuanli, and the next step is to condense the brand of Yuanshen. , you can reach the realm of the God of Law."

The Yuanshen brand is definitely a qualitative change beyond imagination for the natal pearl. If the Yuanli in the Hunyuan realm is compared to an egg, then the Fashen realm is as tough as a stone. In this situation, his brows frowned deeply. He is still too weak to defeat a strong man of that level.

Challenge the three-story sword tower!

This stubborn idea appeared in Yuan Futu's mind, and the realm of Hunyuan peak gave him enough confidence, put his hands on his waist and laughed loudly: "As long as I can climb the three-story sword tower, No one can stop me if I can prove that I can defeat the powerhouse of the Law God Realm!"

His determination is just like Fang Zhenzhen's when he was here fighting with his life back then, and he never backed down.

But at this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the calm blue sea of ​​light, from far to near, gently knocking away at Yuan Futu's feet.

"who!"

Yuan Futu was taken aback, he only felt a coercion descending from the sky, the instant explosion almost broke his spine.

A pair of rag shoes, a ragged suit, and a broken sword in his hand, walked slowly from the mist without making a sound.

It was an old man with a thin body, wrinkled face, and a faint purple streamer all over his body. He could detect the terrifying power contained in it, but it gave people a very real feeling.

"What a crazy guy, you want to go to the third-story sword tower with your strength... I didn't want to come out so early, but your fighting style really surprised me, so I made an exception and came here to ask you for advice."

Yuan Futu's eyes widened, and he said in astonishment: "You are...the guardian of the second floor!" He never expected that the guardian of the second-story sword tower would appear so early, and it should be stationed in the third-floor sword tower. The entrance is right, listening to his tone, it seems that he can't hold back and wants to fight with himself.

The old man's body is very real, the vigorous energy is not flowing like other sword spirits, but has formed an extremely vivid flesh and blood, and even the swollen blood can be simulated, the most shocking thing is this The powerful energy aura hidden under the secondary skin can be judged from the coercion just now. Even if it has not reached the real realm of the god of law, it may not be far behind.

"It's surprising that you can kill the guardians of the first floor with your strength, but I wonder if you can defeat me?" The old man spoke calmly, without feeling the slightest murderous intent. He raised the broken sword, and the patterns carved on the blade suddenly brightened.

"The Xiantian Spirit Treasure...is a real Xiantian Spirit Treasure!" Yuan Futu exclaimed.

The old man said: "That's right, although my physical body is made of this Supreme Formation, this broken sword is the spiritual treasure left by the first suzerain. For thousands of years, many challengers have Die under this broken sword and become souls of the dead."

"You left the place where you were supposed to be stationed, and came out in such a hurry, because you wanted to kill me?" Yuan Futu's tone became cold, and he tried his best to keep calm, and said in a deep voice.

The old man smiled lightly, "Accordingly, I should have been waiting for you to challenge me at the station, but I have been here for thousands of years, and I have never seen such an almost crazy fighting method like yours. There are many secrets hidden, and the old man really wants to see and see."

Yuan Futu looked dignified, and asked: "I really want to know why your fictional sword spirits have souls?"

"This is not a soul. The soul has the ability to distinguish right from wrong and understand the way of heaven, and we are just thousands of spiritual consciousness differentiated from the first suzerain. As guardians, there are more thoughts infused in the spiritual consciousness. , including character and thinking ability, and those sword spirits with weak spiritual knowledge only know how to kill the intruders."

Divide spiritual consciousness!

This is the first time Yuan Futu has heard of such a method that is close to reaching the heavens. It is hard to imagine how advanced the realm of the first suzerain was, so that he could expand his spiritual consciousness to the point where it can be divided into countless strands. Thinking about it this way, as long as he In this sword tower, it is equivalent to holding the power of thousands of sword spirits, even the masters of the Huatian realm will die tragically in it.

The old man seemed to be extremely interested in the things in Yuan Futu's body, he squinted his eyes to observe carefully, frowned and said: "I can't see it, it's just a mess, maybe it will be clearer when I cut it open." The left foot has been slowly raised.

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit his face, and Yuan Futu felt his whole body suddenly go numb. Looking down, he found strands of purple electric light flowing on his skin. Unexpectedly, he hadn't touched that overbearing elemental force yet. has already had an impact on him.

"Soil thorn!"

With a bang, a rich yellow energy emerged from the blue sea of ​​light, showing a ring shape and slowly expanding, and then more than twenty earth thorns rose from the inside, forming a prison beside Yuan Futu to hold him Imprisoned inside.

Although the elemental force of the earth cannot restrain the elemental force of thunder and lightning, it can insulate it and avoid being directly attacked by this force.