Yatina shook her head and muttered to herself.

"What's that sword called?"

"Bloody Fangs. ”

"yes, it's Bloody Fang—"

"If it weren't for him, I'm afraid Sephiroth's empire would have perished thirty years early. ”

"It's a pity that there was Sephiroth in that era, otherwise he would have been the master of that time. Although it can't compare to Lord Orebo, its strength is really unfathomable. ”

Yatina sighed, remembering the past was painful for her.

"Of course, peace and blood fangs in the dark realm are not real, but are conjured up according to your strength. Yatina's scarlet pupils radiated joy.

"Your strength is very strong, there are not many people who can make a safe appearance, just a few dozen people. ”

"But there are still people who are better than you. ”

"The kid you like Claude Fresnel directly shattered the dream of the first layer of the dark realm, and in the second layer, it scared me, and his opponent is the upper limit of fear in the dark realm - the demon Sephiroth. ”

"But he's a lot better than his father. ”

"His father, Austin Fresnel, was already very strong, and summoned the Hammer of the Shadow Sun, the strongest world-class spirit weapon produced in the Phantom Tower, and with the Hammer of the Shadow Sun, he fought to a draw with Sephiroth. ”

"Although it is a conjugation of the dark realm, its strength is not weak, and Austin is the only one who can draw against Sephiroth before Crowder. ”

"Claude is a monster who defeated Sephiroth by a godsend, beyond my expectations. If that kid continues to grow, he'll one day surpass Aurebo-sama, that's my gut feeling—"

Yatina looked at Haiyun with a smirk, her eyes glazed out as she was immersed in the dark realm.

"Peace, peace......"

"Can you defeat him?"

"The strongest swordsman of all time. ”

The empty hall is surrounded by huge walls with intricate and ingenious carvings, and crystal chandeliers hang from the huge dome.

Yatina yawned, her evening dress clinging to her graceful figure.

And the world in the dark realm is completely different in the Angolo Hall-

The pale red sea of blood resembled a carpet of red agate, unfazed in the scattered snow. In the eternal time and space, the air seems to condense and time stands still.

The cold light of the demon knife was devastating, and the viscous space was tugged at by the cold light, and the gray sand covered the pitch-black frozen soil, leaving only Haiyun's lonely footprints on the endless coastline.

The strange-shaped demon sword was held in the hands of the white-haired swordsman, and in the empty pupils, Haiyun could not see any breath of life, and the severe cold, which was forty times colder than winter, hit her, although the killing intent had dissipated a lot, but fear still lingered in her heart.

It is like walking on a sea of swords and fire, tens of thousands of sharp blades sting their skin, and the one-meter-two demon sword has the momentum to cut everything off.

Even the world-class spirit weapon Hanhua Spear is nothing more than a toy for a three-year-old child in front of death.

Demon Sword –

It's not an ancient spirit weapon, but it has a power that surpasses the ancient spirit weapon. What kind of person would use such terrifying strength? Haiyun frowned and clenched the Hanhua Spear in his hand tightly.

If you want to pass the test of the second layer of the dark realm, you can only rely on yourself-

Coming back from the brink of death, Haiyun remembered what Yatina had said in the Great Hall of Angollo.

If you want to pass the second level of the test, the only way is to obtain your own thunder magic artifact. The first layer of the Phantom Thunder Tower was originally the place where the ThunderClan Spiritual Magicians obtained powerful spiritual weapons.

Fight on the brink of life and death and summon the most suitable artifact for you.

As soon as the spirit weapon comes out, the test will be over. What Haiyun had to do was not to hit the white-haired swordsman in front of him, but to obtain his own thunder magic weapon before the ghost gate was closed.

The twelve thunder veins were all opened, and the twelve sea clan veins resonated with the five source veins of the ocean heart. The powerful spiritual power gathered all over the body again, and the rapidly rotating air currents spread in all directions, and the gray washed sand was swept into the air, and concentric ripples appeared on the side of the scarlet coastline as calm as a mirror.

Ignorant of how to summon a non-existent thunder magic artifact, only by putting oneself under the threat of death again can one burst out of one's greatest potential, just like two months ago in the Bloody Bay was hunted down by twelve top Sea Clan killers, and a miracle would happen if he found a glimmer of life in death.

"This person's swordsmanship is too weird, as if he is enchanted, he will be killed by the demon sword almost instantly, if it is not for the slightest mistake, the sword that seals his throat has already split himself in half. ”

It should be regarded as a mistake, for such a powerful swordsman, as long as he is willing, he will definitely not survive for a moment longer.

That's a force that the world can't match—

The waves of air tumbling in the chest cavity are like boiling water, but at the edge of the extremely high temperature is the cold that falls into freezing. It's hard to describe this ridiculous fear, like countless sharp knives and sharp blades quickly scurrying and cutting inside the body, all the meridians and limbs are slashed and broken under these sharp blades, and the whole person seems to be gone.

This is the fear of the messengers of hell, and it is the same for anyone in the face of death.

Knowing that attacking the white-haired swordsman again would definitely be a dead end, but only this method could pass the test of the second layer of the dark realm.

The consciousness was not as chaotic as imagined, and countless entangled forces filled his heart, and before he shot out, he didn't expect that he would have the confidence to win. I don't know where this comical confidence comes from, but a faint voice comes out of my throat, telling myself that success or failure is at this moment.

The vision was not overshadowed by illusions, and the sea of scarlet blood flowing in the darkness converged and dispersed again.

The whirlpool stirred in the wind shrank beside Haiyun, and when she opened her eyes again, the Hanhua Spear turned into a blue dragon and attacked in the direction of the white-haired swordsman.

The surrounding area is painted, and the white snowflakes floating in the sky look like fireflies in the night sky.

The tip of the spear condensed a powerful spiritual power, and the moment the heart beats, the remnants of thunder and lightning left by the thunderbolt technique are still in place.

This is Haiyun's fastest speed -

The white-haired swordsman didn't move, just raised his arm slightly, and the strange demon sword flashed with a cold light.

Puff –

There was a muffled rumble in the sky, and the spear fell to the ground.

Sure enough—

At the moment of shooting, the demon sword arrived early. With just one move, he knocked away the cold flower spear in Haiyun's hand, the head of the spear sank thirty centimeters into the ground, and the body of the spear froze in the cold air.

I don't know whether to be happy or sad, the white-haired swordsman's sword didn't hurt him, and picking up a life doesn't mean anything. Losing the Hanhua Spear is like a wolf without its fangs, and no matter what, she will never be able to dodge the second sword of the white-haired swordsman.

There was no lightning explosion in the sky, and the silence of death hung over the sky.

Countless snowflakes fluttered and danced, then disappeared in an instant.

Stay alive –

This is the only obsession in Haiyun's heart.

The heart of the ocean, a deep blue as pure as the sea, emits a faint light, and a white short-sleeved top wraps around her slender figure, like a goddess who has been relegated to the world.

A smile is the most beautiful picture, but it seems so pale in the face of death.

The wind stirred the dark clouds, which swept quickly across the sky.

Haiyun's ears resounded with the crisp and melodious sound of gems colliding, and in this quiet darkness, countless spiritual powers continued to appear from her spiritual veins.

Stay alive –

Haiyun shook his wrist, and the memories of the past crossed his eyes one by one: the days in the courtyard of the city, the fight with her brothers and sisters, and the bloody coup d'état, in which the brothers and sisters killed each other.

Claude's innocent childhood smile came to mind, and he still remembered the vows he had made.

A long walkway stretches into the distance, the gap between the two palaces, and white ghosts emerge from the cold night.

Stay alive –

On the bloody bay, Claude picked up his seriously injured self and exhausted his thunder vein power to renew his life.

Scene after scene, just like it happened yesterday.

Live with everyone's blessings –

Haiyun smiled.

There must be a lot of unwillingness to die like this!

Bang –

Another loud bang.

The sword slashed down—

- There was no pain

Haiyun slowly opened his eyes, and the demon sword that he was about to cut down was still in the air, and the white-haired swordsman holding the sword in one hand seemed to be frozen, his movements stopped in the air, and his eyes were looking straight ahead.

The left arm that was subconsciously blocked was not cut off by the demon sword, and a silver-white shield embellished with gorgeous patterns blocked the fatal blow. The shield has thunder and lightning on it, and it is a unique spiritual weapon of the ThunderClan.

Five-layer Thunder Method, Haiyun can clearly feel the resonance between the Thunder Spirit Weapon and the Source Vein Gate in his body, which is a unique ability of the Fifth Layer Thunder Method. The combination of the spirit weapon and the spirit magician's veins realizes the unity of the soldiers.

At the end of the horizon, the air seemed to freeze in a world where there was no distance and gray shrouded in gray.

The whole world has collapsed—

The test is complete, and the dark realm falls apart little by little.

A huge shock wave blew away the snow all around, and the black frozen soil was exposed, covering the earth. The scarlet sea of blood receded, revealing the seabed strewn with shipwrecks, countless dry bones like a ladder of bones, and blood and cruelty wafted in the air.

The thunder shield was very powerful, and after blocking the white-haired swordsman's sword, there was no damage in the slightest, and the hard surface glowed with a majestic cold light, like the armor on the body of a halberd warrior, even a sharp sword could not pierce it.

Haiyun breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect that at the last moment, he would summon his own spirit weapon.

The spiritual power of a hero like an ocean is filled with a thunder shield, and this powerful power is comparable to that of the Cold Flower Spear.

Ordinary spiritual weapons?

It's not—

At least a high-grade spiritual artifact-level existence, or even higher-

This wrist shield, with a radius of less than half a meter, was attached to Haiyun's forearm, without any weight, and reached a terrifying height of hardness.

The sky didn't shatter like glass like the first dark realm, but gradually dissipated into a viscous white mist. The vast and boundless sea of scarlet blood shimmered, and a blue flowing canopy disappeared from the clouds' eyes.

A golden ray of sunshine shot into the world, through the weak fear, as if tearing a huge hole in the curtain.

Haiyun picked up the Hanhua Spear in his right hand, and the thunder shield on his left arm flashed with dazzling thunder.

The Five Vessel Gates –

At the moment when she resisted the white-haired swordsman just now, Haiyun's spiritual power instantly reached a higher level, and it was the Thunder Shield that helped her, and the five newborn veins were like a pair of powerful hands, pushing Haiyun forward.

After the Thunder Shield appeared, the white-haired swordsman stopped his attack, put away his sword, and disappeared into the horizon with the gravely lifeless world.

The darkness cleared, and the soft light of the Angolo Hall illuminated the darkness, and Haiyun still maintained the same movements before entering the dark realm, but a light shield appeared on his left arm.

"This is your thunder magic weapon?"

Yatina tried her best to hide her surprise, a lazy look, as if there was nothing new about Haiyun's ability to pass through the second dark realm.

"It's a good spiritual weapon, the thunder shield, and with the Hanhua Spear, it should have a good effect in battle-"

Yatina put away the coo umbrella in her hand, and an afterimage came to Haiyun's face, carefully looking at the thunder shield on Haiyun's left arm.