This dojo made of enlightenment stones seemed empty, and the corpses of those warriors had turned into dust and dispersed, and on top of this dense utuan, only a few treasures and blades were left scattered among those robes.

Ye Han casually picked up a whisk from a utuan beside him, the place where he started was as warm as jade, and the spiritual light flashed in his palm, and the true yuan in the martial king's Dao body was poured into it, making the lines on the dust light up with a crystal luster in an instant, and a little divine light was condensed but not dispersed.

Sure enough, it was a semi-spiritual weapon.

Ye Han had also seen such a semi-spiritual artifact before, he was far more than the 36-fold treasure forbidden magic weapon grade, but there was no artifact spirit among them.

This is not the pinnacle magic weapon that failed to advance, it used to be a treasure containing spiritual wisdom, but it was only after a long period of time that the spirit of the instrument collapsed and the grade fell, and it became like this.

Although such a semi-spiritual weapon does not have a spiritual weapon, it is difficult to compare with a real spiritual weapon, but whether it is the power or the magic power in the magic weapon, it will inevitably far surpass the top-level magic weapon.

Ye Han put the dust back in its place, under this dust, is a pale cyan robe, although it looks very simple, but it can be under such a long time and still has not been damaged, of course, because of the protection of this tower, these clothes are probably not ordinary.

And being able to hold a spiritual weapon, the person who once sat here is probably not weak in cultivation.

But now everything has turned to dust, and only his robe and ritual weapons remain here.

As far as the eye can see, there are thousands of utuans on this dojo, each of which has a thousand strange magic weapons scattered on it at will, even if the artifact spirit collapses under the erosion of time, but under such a terrifying number, it is also a shocking treasure.

It's just that Ye Han didn't stay on them for too long, his gaze directly crossed most of the dojo and looked at the center of the entire hall.

Under the vibration from his fingers just now, the thousands of corpses on the dojo had been wiped out, but on the twelve daodao, twelve figures in purple robes were still sitting there, unmoved.

Even after tens of millions of years have passed, these twelve figures still do not have the slightest appearance of being eroded, and with the power of the Great Dao to protect their bodies, they will not be wiped out like many martial artists in the dojo.

The sound of Ye Han's footsteps sounded again, and the entire hall was empty, except for this vast dojo jade platform, there was nothing else. Even the statues that can be seen everywhere in this Jade God Sect are not placed, and it is obvious that the center of suppressing this Heavenly Blessed Land is not here.

This divine tower has as many as nine floors, and since there is no seventh layer, he can only go up to explore.

And when he wanted to leave the hall on the seventh floor, the empty hall obviously had no way to leave, and his divine sense did not detect anything wrong on the wall.

So if you want to leave here, except for the purple Xuanmen that connects to the sixth layer of the Divine Tower behind Ye Han, there is only one possibility that there is another miracle around these twelve Dao kings.

As Ye Han got closer and closer, his steps became heavier and heavier. Of course, this is due to the oppression of the Great Dao Law on their bodies, but the greater reason is because of the bizarre deaths of these twelve kings.

The twelve Dao kings all died unexpectedly, and no matter how Ye Han explored with his divine sense, he couldn't detect the slightest abnormality, which was a bit terrifying.

The power that can make so many Dao kings fall is also a fatal crisis for the current Ye Han.

After all, although Ye Han is now in control of the body of a martial king who has entered the Dao, he has not realized the avenue of the sword, if he fights with others, he may be able to defeat the ordinary martial king, but compared with the king of the Dao, there is still a slight gap.

Doesn't that mean that the power that once killed these twelve Dao Entry Kings could easily clean up Ye Han?

Ye Han approached step by step, and under the power of the Enlightenment Stone, his mind became more and more calm. But his body was very tense, and the lines of the Great Dao seemed to be suspended outside of his body.

Ye Han could only pray that after these tens of millions of years, that unknown power had long since dissipated, otherwise, even if he had the protection of the sword, he would be more than lucky.

Although this vast dojo was very vast, under Ye Han's heavy footsteps, he still approached the twelve dojos.

And at this time, he saw the whole picture of these twelve Dao platforms, each of which actually had gossip patterns, and the divine patterns were closely connected together, and the graphics outlined made Ye Han a little familiar.

The reflection of this turquoise platform shines like an emerald, and compared with the enlightenment stones cast into the dojo under his feet, the light of these twelve platforms is not only more brilliant, but also more rounded.

Faintly, it was as if there was liquid flowing inside.

"It's ...... Enlightened chalcedony?"

Seeing the luster flowing like liquid in this platform, even Ye Han couldn't help but change color, if it is said that the Enlightenment Stone is a great help for martial artists in their cultivation, then the Enlightenment Chalcedony is a real heaven and earth divine object.

This is a treasure that is difficult to find in ancient times, and if you use it to condense the Dao foundation, I am afraid it can be cast into an innate Dao body.

Ye Han's eyes couldn't help but light up with a blazing light, under the cultivation of the Ice Emperor Tongtianlu, although the Spirit Gathering Dao Body he forged was quite extraordinary, it was not the end.

With the help of these enlightened chalcedony, he would certainly be able to go further.

Ye Han suppressed the heat in his heart, his eyes fell on the corpses of the twelve Dao platforms, he took a deep breath, and suddenly released his Dao rhyme.

The edge of Tongtian directly manifested on the void, and a huge sword phantom reflected the sky, and in front of him, the twelve phantoms that were already close at hand also fluctuated suddenly at this moment, as if they were attracted by Ye Han's sword path.

Although the sword path phantom manifested above Ye Han's head was still illusory, it was clearly recognizable, and compared to his sword path, the shadow of the Great Dao reflected by these twelve martial kings was much more blurred.

A sword seemed to stir up the stormy clouds in the sky, causing the twelve phantoms to shake together, and in this hall, a general trend of heaven and earth opened up in an instant, and the terrifying coercion spread, Ye Han's white hair flew up, and even some utuans around him were lifted away and scattered everywhere.

One is Ye Han, who is in charge of the complete Great Dao Rhyme, but it is difficult to use it to the extreme, and the other is the ancient sages who have manifested the shadows of the twelve Great Dao, but the masters have all passed away.

The two parties suddenly wrestled in this void, and the power they exuded had already far exceeded the ordinary realm of the Martial King.

Fortunately, the void was suppressed in this tower space, and if it was fought like this in the outside world, I am afraid that not only would the heavens and the earth change color, but even the space might be shattered.

This is a rivalry at the level of entry!