"Among the three thousand ancient swords, there is only one true holy sword?"

Listening to the voice of the old man with a remnant phantom, Lin Han's eyes suddenly lit up.

His heart burned slightly.

A holy sword, even if it is just a one-star holy soldier, is incomparably precious.

However, Lin Han was enthusiastic about the holy sword, and he just felt that a holy sword would definitely be able to sell for a huge price.

Weapons.

Lin Han already has it.

You must know that the Rusty Sword is a supreme soldier that surpasses the Holy Soldier.

As long as the power in it is unsealed, the supreme power can be released, which is extremely terrifying.

Even the most precious nine-star holy soldier is not as good as the rusty sword.

Even though the Rusty Sword can only unseal one layer of power now.

But Lin Han firmly believed.

With the improvement of his cultivation, in the future, he will definitely be able to unseal more power in the rusty sword, until all the supreme power in it bursts out.

"The first level, the beginning."

And at this moment, the voice of the phantom old man sounded.

The voice fell.

Lin Han saw it.

In the hand of the illusory old man, a stick of incense appeared.

Incense, already lit.

"Find it quickly!"

Lin Han's expression was urgent, and he immediately released his sword intent to feel the ancient swords around him.

But you must know that there are three thousand ancient swords here.

Each ancient sword is carefully confirmed to determine what level of swordsman it belongs to.

In the time of a stick of incense, this is simply an impossible task.

Therefore, Lin Han released his sword intent for only a moment, and he stopped this method.

This method will not work at all.

"That's right, Spirit Source Eyes!"

Lin Han's expression moved, and he immediately thought of the eyes of the spiritual source, but he was able to instantly peek at the means of the most primordial energy in heaven and earth.

Among the three thousand ancient swords, the one with the most energy is naturally the highest level of holy sword.

"Eyes of the Spirit Source!"

Lin Han snorted coldly in his heart.

Forthwith.

In his eyes, an incomparably rich white light suddenly bloomed.

Whew!

Almost at this moment, Lin Han looked at it.

He found.

in their own field of vision.

The ancient sword with its handle stuck in the ice.

All of them emit varying degrees of light.

The strength of these bright lights naturally represents the amount of energy in this sword.

"Found it!"

In just an instant, Lin Han saw that a sword that looked extremely ordinary and unremarkable on the surface, and above the blade, it actually exuded a thousand feet of light.

"That's it!"

Lin Han grabbed it with his big hand and directly held the sword.

"Boom!"

Immediately, he pulled it out suddenly, and a monstrous aura gushed out from his arm, and he pulled out the sword in an instant.

Boom! Boom! Qiang ......

At this moment, in the entire ice cave, the other ancient swords all emitted a sonorous sword sound, as if they were paying homage to the king among them.

"I've got the holy sword."

Lin Han looked at the phantom old man not far away.

"Good."

The phantom old man seemed to have a hint of sanity, and there was a look of amazement and appreciation on his old face at this time.

Forthwith.

Boom.

The phantom old man dissipated.

Behind him, a stone door opened with a bang.

"Behind this stone gate, it should be the path to the second level."

Lin Han walked towards the stone gate.

The passage behind the stone gate was still extremely dark and cold.

However, at this time, Lin Han looked excited.

As long as he passes the test of the three levels, he can get a legacy left by the ultimate Lingwu Saint.

His own strength will definitely be greatly improved before the mainland trial assessment.

At that time, Lin Han will be able to dominate the Tianjiao of the entire continent.

In the dimly lit passage, I walked for nearly half an hour.

In front of Lin Han's eyes, a glimmer of light finally appeared.

It was an open martial arts arena, the whole body was made of molten iron, exuding a cold and iron-blooded aura.

"That's?"

Lin Han saw it.

On the huge martial arts arena, it was densely packed, and there were thousands of puppets made of iron and stone.

Each puppet was more than two meters tall, holding a war in its hand, exuding a terrifying killing aura.

"Congratulations, interlocutor, for making it to the second level."

The phantom old man reappeared, stood beside Lin Han, pointed his finger at the puppet warriors on the martial arts arena, and said: "There are a total of a thousand puppet warriors, each of them is a cultivator with a beginner Yin Yang Holy Realm. ”

"It's easy."

Almost at the moment when the phantom old man's voice fell, Lin Han spoke up.

"What? Simple? ”

The phantom old man looked stunned for a moment, and then said with some anger: "The test level left by the Lingwu Saint, you look down on it so much, don't you know that sometimes many people are buried in these secrets because of arrogance and pride?" ”

"I know."

Lin Han nodded, smiled bitterly, and said, "Senior, it's really simple to deal with these thousand puppet warriors. ”

Swish!

The moment the words fell.

Lin Han didn't explain, and stepped directly to the martial arts arena.

"This kid is crazy."

The phantom old man looked quite angry, seeing that Lin Han had not prepared anything, he stepped directly into the martial arts arena, and suddenly couldn't help but say secretly: "When you are waiting for you to be abused by a thousand puppet soldiers, you know that all your previous self-confidence is just arrogant and conceited......"

"Kill!"

And at this time, on the martial arts arena, all the puppet soldiers sensed Lin Han's breath, and they all recovered one after another, and began to roar, murderous and murderous, towards Lin Han.

The phantom old man stood under the stage, watching all this with interest.

He didn't believe that Lin Han could kill a thousand puppet warriors in a single stick of incense.

"Buzz!"

However, in the next moment, the phantom old man's entire smug expression froze instantly.

What did he see?

On the martial arts arena, the whole thousand fierce puppet warriors stopped strangely at the moment they rushed to Lin Han's body.

"What?"

When the phantom old man saw this scene, his expression was shocked.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in the form of a phantom, I'm afraid he would have almost stared down his eyeballs just now.

"The soul remnants in the bodies of these puppet warriors were all wiped out in an instant?"

The phantom old man closed his eyes slightly, and then couldn't help but let out a shocked voice.

That's right.

The reason why Lin Han said that this level is simple.

It's because he just came to this martial arts arena and found out.

Those thousand puppet warriors, though indestructible, are full of killing and iron blood.

But these puppet warriors are all powered by the spirit crystals in their bodies, and the remnants of the soul thoughts in their skulls are used as a means of control.

And you must know that Lin Han's soul power is extremely powerful now.

Although it was impossible to erase the soul of a true Yin Yang Saint Realm powerhouse.

But just obliterating the remnants of these puppet warriors is still extremely simple.

"Huh!"

With a wave of his sleeves, Lin Han pocketed all the 1,000 puppet warriors.

These are all good things.

As long as the spirit crystals were sufficient, Lin Han would instantly have a group of 1,000-head Yin Yang Saint Realm-level killing army.

"Senior, you see, it's that simple."

Lin Han walked up to the illusory old man and said loudly.

(End of chapter)