As far as the naked eye can see, those iron swords that have not yet broken free from under the ground are constantly trembling, as if someone is pulling them out with brute force, once they come out, they fly straight towards Xiao Lang without the slightest hesitation.

These iron swords are like the pseudo-Xuan-rank sword spirits that Xiao Lang faced in the four challenges of Wuguan, and there is no change at all when attacking, they are just like flying swords, the difference is that even if they are beaten away by Xiao Lang, these iron swords like sword spirits will not escape, but immediately adjust the direction of the sword body, and continue to shoot at Xiao Lang like arrows off the string.

Today's Xiao Lang seems to be facing the two challenges of [Starlight] and [Perseverance] at the same time, and he can't be hit by these high-attack iron swords, and he has to stick to his place and can't retreat.

After holding on to the spot for only 20 seconds, Xiao Lang gave up decisively, moved three steps sideways to the left, distanced himself from the several sword spirits besieging him, and did not choose to continue to move forward, but stayed in place and continued to entangle with these attacking sword spirits.

This time, Xiao Lang was prepared, so he was naturally not as caught off guard by these sword spirits that suddenly emerged from the ground as he did at the beginning, but even so, killing ten sword spirits at a time that would not retreat also made Xiao Lang suffer two swords.

After killing this batch of sword spirits that came from the attack, Xiao Lang didn't make any progress in this attempt, and even strictly counted it, because of the adjustment of the position, he also took two steps back.

"Take four steps and attack ten sword spirits at the same time?"

Xiao Lang was not reluctant to use the medicine, but waited for the natural recovery to be over, and then moved forward again, this time he took three steps forward.

In the first two steps, there was no sword spirit flying, and the iron sword buried deep in the ground around him just kept trembling, but there was no substantive movement, and when Xiao Lang took the third step, there was an iron sword galloping towards Xiao Lang.

Dealing with one sword spirit is naturally no problem, and Xiao Lang continued to take a second step, and two sword spirits flew in succession, although not at the same time, but not much different.

"Sure enough, it's okay to say the first few steps, but what about the back, in the face of the desperate raid of dozens of sword spirits, even if you want to break through, I'm afraid it's a fantasy......"

In normal times, this hundred steps is less than a hundred meters away, and Xiao Lang can reach it in a few seconds, but here, this hundred steps, like a moat, lie in front of Xiao Lang.

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"Your strength is really beyond my expectations, but in front of me, you don't have to behave so lightly, I know that you almost don't even have the strength to stand up." The sword master's voice sounded immediately after Xiao Lang took the one hundred and zero steps.

At this moment, Xiao Lang was still closely followed by the dense number of iron swords that were no less than five hundred volleys in the air, but when Xiao Lang took the last step, these iron swords suddenly stopped as if they had received some order, and then silently returned to their original positions and inserted them into the ground.

"I can't even see where you're here, so why bother to behave? Moreover, can my current state be expressed in terms of breezy clouds? Xiao Lang took a few breaths before he had the energy to respond, the reason why he can stand now is not because he is not tired, but because of inertia, once he sits down, it will be the result of not being able to stand up for an hour.

Now Xiao Lang finally knows that the novice clothes issued by the original system also have durability, and there is only a pair of white trunks left on the whole body, which is estimated to be the only thing that the system protects.

There are no scars, thanks to the exchange of pills and the protection of the system, but the pale face indicates that Xiao Lang's complexion is different now, in fact, the Starfall Sword has been put into the flying sword bar by Xiao Lang, because he no longer has the strength to pick it up, and the other flying sword of the yellow rank has been shattered when Xiao Lang broke through to the sixty-seventh step.

"You kid is not forgiving, I hope you still have the strength to get what you deserve." As soon as the sword master's words fell, he saw dozens of sword spirits that were obviously different from the previous ones emerging from Xiao Lang's side from the void, as if they had been floating here in the first place, but they had just bloomed their brilliance.

These sword spirits were quietly suspended beside Xiao Lang, more than a meter above the ground, and they were covered with various colors of fluorescence.

The light was not dazzling, but gave people a warm feeling, Xiao Lang clearly felt that surrounded by these lights, his physical strength was rapidly recovering, and his face gradually became ruddy.

Xiao Lang looked around, these sword spirit-like objects should not be real sword spirits, in terms of size, their largest was only one-third the size of those yellow-rank sword spirits, and the smallest was probably less than one-tenth.

Although there are many light colors, they can be distinguished carefully, but there are only seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, but some are covered by monochrome, and most of them are covered by several colors, such as the largest miniature sword spirit, from the hilt to the tip of the sword, the seven-color streamer is evenly wrapped around from top to bottom.

"Thank you for saving the bone spirit and allowing you to recover some strength first." The voice rang out.

"You know the Bone Spirit, too?" Xiao Lang had some physical strength, and his first choice was no longer standing, but meditating and resting.

"Of course, in this sword shrine, I am the master, and there is nothing I don't know." The sword master said.

"Juggernaut? If it's really the master, then why is there still that wisp of residual thought? You can do it yourself, and if you don't need my help, you can't thank you. Xiao Lang said.

"Boy, don't try to provoke me, let alone try to use this method to uncover the secrets in this sword shrine, that won't help you." The voice of the sword master still came from nowhere, whether it was in the face of Xiao Lang's temptation, "provocation", he was not angry, and he could even be said to not take it to heart.

"You are just one of the countless practitioners, when you are qualified to ascend the immortal path, ask the Dao heart, and then solve today's doubts."

After the sword master said this, he didn't wait for Xiao Lang to ask any more questions, and said directly: "These sword spirits around you are the sword roots that later people dream of, and the magic of the sword roots...... According to your performance in the sword shrine, you can't get two kinds of seven colors and six colors. ”

Immediately, the eight most dazzling colored sword spirits instantly lost all their brilliance, as if they had returned to the void.

"The five-colored sword root, well, if I appreciate your last battle very much, I shouldn't have crossed it for you, but in the end it was done because of my help, not to mention that you are just a **mortal, for the sake of your little life, I should still row it for you."

After saying that, the twenty-one sword roots also returned to the void.

"The rest, you can choose, but I still have to remind you, it's best not to rashly choose the four-color one, although I didn't cross it out for you, but if you dare to choose, I'm afraid it will be the end of nine deaths."

"This is the root of the sword?" Xiao Lang looked at these sword roots at his fingertips, and he really couldn't compare them with the so-called spiritual roots, and he didn't know how these "entities" replaced the ethereal spiritual roots.

As for this sword master who didn't know the details and didn't know the origin, he didn't ask his own opinion, and first crossed out twenty-nine sword roots that should be of the best quality, this kind of behavior, Xiao Lang understood that he had no capital to condemn it.

"Nature."

"Can you tell me what these colors represent?"

Xiao Lang speculated that the seven-colored sword root was naturally the highest grade, which was undoubtedly the same, which meant that the sword root represented by each color was different, otherwise the fluorescent color covered on each sword root would not be different.

"I know what the seven colors represent, so it doesn't hurt to tell you...... But I don't know what each color corresponds to. ”

"You mean I'm left to luck now?" Xiao Lang doesn't like games that rely on pure luck, especially when it comes to his ultimate reward.

"Young man, be content, in the Sword Shrine, even if you can only obtain a monochrome sword root, it is a great blessing, do you know, for tens of thousands of years, how many cultivators have died outside the Sword Shrine? How many cultivators, even if they come to this last level, don't have half a choice? And how many people, even if they are eligible for the sword root, have died in vain? The sword master said lightly, although it was a teaching, it did not have the tone of a teaching, as if he was just recounting a simple fact.

"And what is the test of this sword root?" Xiao Lang could hear that this seemed to be the last step, and I am afraid it was also the most dangerous step, but on the contrary, there was no reason why someone would choose to give up at this step, and they were not qualified to choose to give up.

In fact, Xiao Lang's cultivation is shallow, to be precise, he can't be regarded as a cultivator at all, so he can't quite appreciate the importance of the sword root, and he doesn't even know what the word "sword root" means. Although the sword master said something about the usefulness of the sword root just now, Xiao Lang had not experienced it personally after all, so it was impossible to have an intuitive impression.

However, even if Xiao Lang didn't know what the sword root was, it didn't hinder his choice, after all, since the sword root could replace the spirit root, Xiao Lang, who had suffered a loss without the spirit root, would naturally not let go of the opportunity to get the sword root, and he also knew that the more color the sword root would definitely mean the better the reward, and the better the reward would mean the greater the danger.

"It depends on your chance, it may be simple, it may be complicated, but it can be fatal." The sword master replied, as if he hadn't said it to Xiao Lang.

"Well, in that case, I'll give it a try." After Xiao Lang finished speaking, he was about to reach out and touch a certain four-colored sword root.

"You don't think about it anymore, failing under this test, even if you don't die, but the punishment it brings may be more severe for a cultivator than death." The sword master was kind and persuasive.

"If you can tell me more information, such as what each color represents, what the test of the sword spirit is, and how much the color can change the difficulty, I may choose carefully, but now, without any valid information, I think that since they are all fighting for their lives, it is better to fight big." Xiao Lang smiled, when he came to this box of life and death, he was afraid that the head of the Tibetan Sword and the master knew that he was in a situation of ten deaths, and he didn't tell himself in advance, and he couldn't talk about resentment, it was nothing more than being dragged to the gambling table without his knowledge, and he was not dragged to the gallows.

But since it's gambling, the principal is nothing more than a life, so why not fight for a bigger future.

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