The third layer, the sixteen phantoms, became the end of everyone.

The monk of the Foggy Creek Domain, who had a conversation with Yeyang, was also inevitably eliminated with his team.

As a result, there were only seven monks left in this space, including Yeyang, as well as the three monks from the Hengyi Domain who were breaking through the third layer, and the two monks from the East Gate Domain.

But soon, as a red point of light disappeared, the remaining four people were all dimmed at a lightning speed.

No one would laugh at them, it was not easy to reach the third layer and survive for a while.

And seeing that since the remaining two monks of the Yuxiang Domain and the four people of the Hengyi Domain did not want to challenge the fourth layer for the time being, Yeyang also moved.

Walking into the third layer alone, about a stick of incense has passed, and the night sun, which has not even had a trace on the clothes, has safely walked out of the space and sat down cross-legged.

This sitting with your eyes closed is four days and three nights.

After digesting and pondering his own sword skills that had been conceived as far as the Six Swords of the Cold Mountains, up to the Eagle Heavenly Strike, the Frost Domain, and even the other sword skills that he had already conceived when he was in Nadong Mu City.

Nightsun got up again and walked into the tower.

And it was this behavior that made all the monks who had been teleported out, and were waiting for Yeyang and others to come out before going to the next place, were very shocked, or shocked.

From the fourth layer onwards, both the quantity and quality of the phantoms have undergone terrifying changes.

Even if the strength of that phantom was exactly the same as that of the previous three layers, it was enough to exhaust any monk of the same level alive.

But such a situation has never appeared in Yeyang's body.

The complete "Never Sleeping" is like a spring that can gush out a steady stream of water, and the power that Yeyang uses at this moment is only a drop in the bucket for the aura that is like the sea.

They could only see the dense white dots around the red dots outside, regardless of the attack, but Yeyang was very familiar with the direction of his martial arts.

Therefore, the phantoms that he really dealt with personally were only a part, and most of them were attacked by another phantom that he attracted when he was close to him, and finally collapsed.

After all, the phantom is just a phantom, and although its strength is strong enough, the resistance of its body is far from being comparable to that of the night sun.

As early as the third layer, he also tried the Eagle Sky Strike after being lightly blocked, but found that it only scratched the flesh of his outstretched palm, and he couldn't go deeper, so after entering the fourth layer, he also directly took off his shirt.

With the unsheathed night sword in hand, he also fought with the phantoms.

"Thunder Flash!

The white thunder light that appeared at a glance directly highlighted the encirclement of the phantoms, and at the same time pierced more than a dozen phantoms, and the night sun turned around like the source that caused the cold winter, the cold aura that stood in mid-air and emanated from its body soon made the phantoms who were rushing towards him appear frosty white.

But the cold winter breath obviously didn't end there, as the night sun slid through those phantom groups with a more rapid lightning flash, and the ice flowers also exploded with the purple thunder.

Looking at the only two remaining phantoms without any fear, Yeyang also deliberately slowed down the speed of the thunder and cold current's moves in front of them, wanting to see if they could learn, but as time went by, they still didn't know anything about these two martial arts that were only conceptual moves before and had only been used until now.

I had no choice but to give up, and I also figured out the general operation mechanism of this tower, and with a swing of my sword, I slashed the two phantoms with a lightning strike.

He put the garment on again, no longer wanting to be too weak, and swaggered unabashedly into the door of light that only appeared after defeating all the phantoms.

When I came to the outside of the tower, I chose a place to sit down cross-legged, and then entered the state of meditation, thinking about how the thunder and cold snap could be improved.

After all, after the more powerful martial arts such as human sword warfare, earth sword warfare, and Luowu and Frost Domain, the thunder lightning that should have been introduced with the Eagle Sky Strike, and the cold snap that appeared before the Frost World no longer seemed so powerful.

Yeyang was so calm, and even felt that the many phantoms in the tower were a little boring, the biggest reason for this was that he had eaten the dragon body fruit that Yan Du had given him, and he had already absorbed and used all of them, otherwise it would be impossible to be so easy not to be afraid of the attacks of those phantoms.

But the hearts of the others who watched were completely unsettled, and they saw that the white dots disappeared in an instant to only two o'clock, and then the night sun was entangled with them all the time, and finally won a miserable victory.

Whether or not it was as they had guessed, their guess was the one that was most widely accepted.

Otherwise, after Yeyang "held back a big move", he would still be able to have the spare strength to quickly solve the two phantoms, why should he be entangled more, isn't this asking for trouble?

As a result, almost all the monks were quite curious about the existence of Yeyang.

It is completely to abandon all the original discrimination psychology, and make up in his mind what mysterious inheritance the Sky Flame Domain may have, or to make the Sky Flame stand out, and jointly cultivate such a monster.

All sorts of whimsical ideas flew through everyone's minds.

It seems that they are thousands of years old or tens of thousands of years old, but in fact, most people are in retreat all year round, otherwise they would not have been able to cultivate to such a state so quickly.

Not everyone is like Yeyang, Qiuhan, and Xuanyuan Dao, who have thaumaturgy, or like Na Yandu, he can take out some innate instruments that even a Taixuan monk is very blushing and can even alarm the saints, as well as the terrible fruits that allow Yeyang to pass this tower so safely.

"Four red dots, it should be the team of five monks from the Hengyi Domain, have they finally made up their minds to challenge the third layer?"

The words rang out in the crowd outside, and when the four of them entered the third level, an unexpected scene appeared.

According to people's usual thinking, there were only four of them, and they should have faced a thousand and twenty-four phantoms, but when they entered the tower and all the red and white dots appeared, there were 1,280 phantoms.

"Could it be that the previous room asked us to be cautious in forming a team, because the phantom in this tower will not subtract the phantom of the eliminated person because of the elimination of one person!"

A sentence that was obvious at this time sounded like a bomb in the crowd, and at the same time, it also made the people of the Hengyi Domain, who were originally relatively calm, explode...