"Boy, what is buried in this tomb is the earth-level exercise 'Imperial Spirit Heavenly Pole', and its main purpose is to accurately use everything around you to take you by surprise and kill the other party. ”

"To put it simply, it's a sneak attack. ”

As soon as Mo Xiaohan entered the tomb, Long Chuanliu's voice rang out.

Mo Xiaohan was speechless, 'Imperial Spirit Tianji', listening to this name, it seems like that, the emotion is to play the technique of sneak attack!

"Hehe, boy, don't panic, just listen to it. ”

Long Chuanliu seemed to see Mo Xiaohan's inner thoughts, and his voice sounded again.

"The 'Imperial Spirit Heavenly Pole' is divided into nine layers and three levels. ”

"The low level, it is one to four layers, after training, you can control dozens of weapons around you at the same time, inject mysterious spiritual power to bombard the enemy, if there are many opponents, you can also kill them one by one. ”

"Intermediate level, is five to seven layers, the day of practice can fall leaves and hurt people, then the grass and trees are weapons, its power is several times stronger than the direct attack of the Xuan Ling power, if you encounter the same enemy, even if it is several times more than you, you can also fight with one. ”

"And the high level, which is the eighth or ninth two layers, if cultivated, can directly embed the 'spirit' in the things you control, which can obey your orders, and can also get out of control at critical moments, automatically protect the master, and save you from fatal damage. ”

"What's the matter?, boy, do you still think that this 'Imperial Spirit Heavenly Pole' is not in the stream?" Long Chuanliu said with a smile.

Where does Mo Xiaohan dare now!

Xuan Ling Power external attack, as long as the cultivation reaches the Xuan Ling Zun Silver Product, but when it comes to using Xuan Ling Power to flexibly control everything around his body as his own auxiliary attack, only the Mu Luoyan outside just now has that move!

Who is Mu Luoyan, that is the existence above the Xuanling King. It is mighty.

Of course, Mo Xiaohan didn't think that cultivating the 'Imperial Spirit Heavenly Pole' could be compared to an existence like Mu Luoyan.

But the power of this exercise, Mo Xiaohan can't erase it.

Mo Xiaohan was shocked in his heart, but his steps slowly slowed down.

It had been a quarter of an hour since he entered the tomb, and Long Chuanliu had not mentioned why he had entered.

In front of me, I have reached the main chamber of the tomb, there is no candlelight here, and there is no unknown crystal lighting like the thousand caves.

Some are just dark blue ghost fires, pulsing slowly.

There was silence all around, and no living beings were detected.

"Boy, pay attention, here it is. ”

Suddenly, the voice of Long Chuanliu sounded again.

Mo Xiaohan was stunned.

"Boom!"

A loud bang from top to bottom.

Mo Xiaohan's expression tightened, he raised his eyes, and without waiting for his thoughts, he only felt a pressure overwhelming him.

"Smack!"

Before Mo Xiaohan could react, he was directly slapped on the ground by this pressure, and directly came into close contact with the ground in this tomb.

A crater appeared in the ground in an instant.

"Senior...... Predecessor...... What's the situation...... What's going on?"

Mo Xiaohan couldn't move, so he had to turn to Long Chuanliu for help.

"Test!"

"Test, what test?" Mo Xiaohan was a little overwhelmed.

"The test of 'spirit'! Boy, there are 'spirits' in the exercises above the ground level, if you can pass the test, you will have the opportunity to practice the high level, if you can't pass, even if you have worked hard to cultivate to the middle level, which is very high, the difference is thousands of miles, so the deity is the master for you!"

Damn, if you don't say it in advance, even if I ask me to mention some mystical power to resist one or two!

Mo Xiaohan cried in his heart, but he did not object to Long Chuanliu being the master.

Long Chuanliu did the right thing, even if he let Mo Xiaohan choose by himself, he would still make the same decision.

"Senior, what should I do?"

"How? Destroy it!"

"Isn't it a 'spirit' if you destroy it? Isn't there no 'spirit' if you destroy it?"

"I know, and I ask! Hurry up, take it. ”

"Forehead ......"

Mo Xiaohan was speechless.

The pressure on his body was getting bigger and bigger, and beads of sweat were almost one after another from all over Mo Xiaohan's body.

Acceptance?

How to take it?

Mo Xiaohan didn't even know where the 'spirit' was, so he was pressed to the ground by that pressure.

Long Chuanliu couldn't help, Mo Xiaohan knew this quite well.

Only on your own!

Mo Xiaohan gritted his teeth and took care of the Xuan Spirit Power, wanting to rely on it to relieve some of the pressure, so that he could find out where this so-called 'spirit' was first.

"Boom ......"

Mo Xiaohan did everything at this time, only to hear another loud bang.

The pressure, which was only a restrictive effect, suddenly became tyrannical, scurrying around Mo Xiaohan.

First it scratched, then it tore and finally it turned into an attack.

Mo Xiaohan frowned, and the continuous tearing pain made his face a little distorted.

Hold on?

No, I'm going to die!

Mo Xiaohan had reason to believe that if this continued, in less than a quarter of an hour, he would definitely be torn apart by this tearing force.

Wrong!

It shouldn't be!

Does everyone who passes the test have to suffer this sin?

Or is it your own approach?

Mo Xiaohan gritted his teeth and let the power tear through him.

He needs to be calm, think calmly.

Long Chuanliu said that this is the test of 'spirit', 'spirit', in fact, is just a virtual thing, and has no substance, if it is a virtual thing, then naturally it will not be able to dispatch the spiritual power.

Wait a minute...... I can't dispatch the Xuan Ling, can I say......

This is a psychic attack!!

Mo Xiaohan was suspicious.

took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and immediately dispersed a body of Xuan Ling, gritted his teeth, and poked out some spiritual power.

"Hiss......"

A feeling of ten thousand Gu devouring bites instantly spread into Mo Xiaohan's whole body.

Mo Xiaohan was in pain and almost screamed.

Really!

Although he was taken aback, Mo Xiaohan had already concluded that this powerful force was the spiritual attack emitted by the 'spirit'.

Hum!

It's just a broken book, and it's really ruthless!

Mo Xiaohan was ruthless in his heart.

Fighting for mental strength?

In the three years since he disappeared, he has fallen into the hands of his enemies several times, but he has not been less mentally attacked.

After exerting all his strength, Mo Xiaohan sat cross-legged.

If he encountered a normal physical attack, Mo Xiaohan really couldn't resist it, after all, his cultivation was there.

But mental attacks are different, although they belong to a higher level of attack, they are not as destructive as physical attacks.

Of course, even so, if you want to compete with it head-on, Mo Xiaohan can't do it.

The only way is to endure.

And the unbearable fate is also very simple.

One is the loss of talent, and the other is lifelong dementia.

Neither Mo Xiaohan wants to get involved.

Mo Xiaohan clenched his mind, gritted his teeth, endured all the pain like being torn on his body, and silently recited the meditation decision in his mouth.

The intensity of the tearing is getting bigger and bigger, and the density of the attack is getting more and more compact, and with each wave of attack, Mo Xiaohan can feel ten thousand Gu worms raging and tearing on him, decomposing every inch of flesh and skin on his body.

Mo Xiaohan's green tendons were exposed, and his gums also bit out blood.

He didn't say anything more.

There was only one thought in his heart.

Hold on!

Hold on a little longer!