Jiang Hao let out a long sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and looked at the strips of cloth on his body that could no longer be regarded as clothes with a wry smile, and only the Silver Star cloth armor on his body looked unscathed.

This catastrophe far exceeded his expectations, if it weren't for the destructive qi at the critical moment, it was a question of whether he could survive to the end.

"Well...... Unexpectedly, when he reached the late stage of Ning Yuan, one hand touched the boundary of the knot. ”

Jiang Hao stood up, moved his hands and feet, and felt the full Yuan Force in his body, as well as a sword-shaped spirit.

"Is this the spirit that comes from my contemplation?" Jiang Hao stretched out a hand, and his vitality flowed slowly, gradually forming an illusory long sword in his hand, the sword body was golden throughout, exuding a colorful divine light, and the destructive qi was wrapped around the hilt of the sword, which looked extremely powerful.

The product of Yuan Li's concentrating is called Shenlu. Some people's spirits may be ancient divine beasts, and some people's spirits are all kinds of divine weapons, obviously, Jiang Hao's spirit belongs to the latter, the same as Jiang Shangqian's, although he has not seen what Jiang Shangqian's spirit is, but he is very sure that it must also be a sword.

Of course, the spirits are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and it is obvious that Jiang Hao's spirits should be the highest level.

"A golden sword?" Jiang Hao smiled a little complicatedly, he didn't expect that he would be able to condense a golden sword, which made him sigh Creation makes people.

Although there is no entity, Jiang Hao still loves it, puts it in his hand, and looks back and forth.

This golden sword looked more powerful than the evil sword shadow just now, and obviously, Jiang Hao condensed a rather powerful spirit.

"Boom!"

Jiang Hao pulled out the cold iron sword and let his spirit merge with the cold iron sword in his hand.

"Ding!"

The Cold Iron Sword emitted a slight metallic tremble, emitting a soft golden light. Jiang Hao waved the cold iron sword, and the sword qi was agitated, causing the entire cultivation room to shake.

The spirit can strengthen its own strength, but if the spirit is a weapon, it can also be attached to a treasure weapon of the same shape to strengthen your own treasure.

"I'm afraid this can be compared to the earth's treasures!"

Jiang Hao was amazed and a little secretly happy.

He pulled his spirit from the cold iron sword and regained his aura. Closing his eyes, he began to try to make the spirit one with himself.

"Boom!"

An unprecedented powerful momentum burst out from Jiang Hao's body.

He felt like a humanoid sword, with monstrous sword intent on his body, and his every move could release a fierce sword qi.

"Fingers as swords!"

Jiang Hao snapped out a finger, and a sword aura shining with white light stabbed the stone wall of the cultivation room almost instantly.

Suddenly, the golden runes stirred, and the place where it was hit by the sword qi set off ripples, and a small white dot appeared in the center.

Nodding, Jiang Hao said that he was very satisfied, he only caused a rune defense last time, but this time it caused such a violent reaction, which is enough to prove that his sword qi is incomparably powerful, and now that he meets Zhao Teng, at least it will not cause him a small amount of damage.

"Almost enough to cut him down with a single sword. ”

Jiang Hao nodded, and there was almost an invincible confidence in his chest.

"What is this?"

Looking inward again, Jiang Hao found that there was a blood-colored small sword in his aura, opposite to the previous Moon Essence, surrounding his spirit.

Jiang Hao was shocked, he accidentally put the essence of the moon close to his spirit, and as a result, a layer of silver-white light shrouded his spirit.

His own golden sword spirit was actually merged with the essence of the moon!

Jiang Hao was shocked, and as soon as his mind moved, the essence of the moon was separated from the golden sword, and the blood-colored small sword was pasted up, and the golden sword was shrouded in a layer of blood light, and the killing aura was awe-inspiring.

"It's still so useful. ”

Jiang Hao sighed, sure enough, it was a great calamity and immortality, and there would be a blessing in the future, and the blood qi in the shadow of the evil sword turned into that blood-colored little sword, which became a kind of substance similar to the essence of the moon, which could actually increase his spirit.

The golden light flashed in his hand, and the golden sword spirit transformed into his hand, Jiang Hao's eyes showed a look of nostalgia, his sword in his last life was a golden sword, although it didn't look like this one, but it still gave him a feeling of nostalgia.

"In the future, you will be called 'Haotian Sword'. ”

Jiang Hao's palm slid lightly across the blade of the sword, and he took the spirit back.

The golden sword of his previous life, called the Haotian Sword, was personally refined for him by his master, and it was extremely tenacious. When he first came to this world, he still missed that sword a lot, but now, with another golden sword, although it was a god, he was still happy.

Putting on the change of clothes that had already been prepared in the cultivation room, Jiang Hao walked out of the cultivation room, stretched his waist, and just came up with the Sword Emperor Divine Stone to look at the situation in the outside world, but he didn't expect what Yu Guang saw to make him stunned.

At the staircase leading to the second floor of the Xuantian Tower, the thin light curtain that once existed was no longer there!

"What's going on?"

Jiang Hao frowned and walked over, but found no traces of destruction.

"Could it be that if I break through to a fixed realm, this tower will automatically unseal the next layer?"

Looking at the stairs leading to the second floor, Jiang Hao had a bold idea in his heart.

"If it was really set by Patriarch Jian Yi, it might have been so magical. ”

Jiang Hao was a little excited in his heart and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

But, as he walked up step by step, he began to be cautious.

From the moment he stepped up the stairs, there was an inexplicable tension that spread through the stairs, forcing him to concentrate and calm his excitement.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Hao whispered, not understanding where this tension came from.

However, before the words fell, golden runes appeared on the wall, and a crescent-shaped sword qi swept towards Jiang Hao's left leg like lightning.

"Well, there is really another mystery. Jiang Hao's face remained unchanged, and he nodded unhurriedly to dissolve the sword qi.

Jiang Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the remaining dozen or so steps.

"This should be a kind of test to determine whether the descendants who have ascended to the second layer are qualified to ascend to the second layer. ”

Jiang Hao has absolute confidence, his current combat power can match that of the Yuan Realm, what can these sword qi do to him?

He ascended to the second floor step by step, and every time he ascended a few steps, a sword qi that was stronger than before would attack, but Jiang Hao didn't blink, a sword qi pointed out, and defused it without any pressure.

"Is this the second floor?"

Jiang Hao finally climbed to the second floor, looked around, and found that this floor was much smaller than the first floor, and there were no messy rooms, only a hall with various treasures.

"That's ......"

Jiang Hao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw a sword-shaped treasure hanging in the center of this layer, and its appearance was exactly the same as the previous evil sword shadow!

He strode closer, and found that the wooden sign next to the sword was engraved with four large characters of wind and grass.

"Breaking the Blood Sword!"

Seeing these four words, Jiang Hao involuntarily read them, but fell into a sense of suffocation, as if he saw an ancient battlefield, where gods and demons were fighting, and blood flowed like a river, it was simply a bloodthirsty hell!