The Ta Ling clone was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "I advise you to give up resistance and go out obediently, lest you end up walking around without being able to eat." ”

Being able to become the tower spirit in the Heavenly Dao Tower and guarding it for more than thousands of years is enough to prove that the tower spirit is at the top of its strength.

Releasing the doppelganger this time is just deliberately playing tricks on a few juniors. If you really move your hands, I am afraid that one finger can kill everyone completely.

However, as soon as the words fell, Qin Fan grabbed the cyan sword and replied with a smile: "If I give up like this, I will be very unwilling." ”

After speaking, he tightened the Wanfa Sword in his hand and rushed towards the direction of one of the tower spirit clones.

I had the attitude of trying it out, but I don't know if it's really as magical as the Traceless Sword Spirit said.

Until the perfect hit of the clone in front of him, the Ta Ling True Body couldn't help but sneer: "No matter how many clones you kill me, the result will be the same." ”

It's just that as soon as the words fell, the smile on his face instantly froze.

He stared at the slain clone, then frowned and muttered, "How come? Why can't my doppelganger recover on its own? ”

Just as Ta Ling's true body hesitated, Qin Fan shot again and killed the four clones.

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone's faces gradually showed surprise.

Especially Lishen, cheered and said: "The boss is not the boss, even in this situation, he can still turn the tide!" ”

However, having said that, Qin Fan did not let down any vigilance.

After all, he didn't know much about the Ten Thousand Law Sword. I only know that when I tried to take it away, I faced the baptism of dozens of Heavenly Dao laws.

There is also the fact that it can store the power of vitality, which undoubtedly has a great effect.

Although the slashed clone can no longer transform into a prototype, it cannot confirm whether the true body of the tower spirit can continue to summon.

After all, there is a big difference between killing a clone in the real sense and forcing the real body to summon a clone.

Until death, as time passed, Qin Fan gradually rejoiced to find that the true body of the tower spirit did not continue to summon clones.

Until there was still the last clone left in front of him, he once again raised the Ten Thousand Magic Sword and directly pierced it.

At this moment, dozens of clones had been solved by Qin Fan. However, the Ta Ling True Body has not summoned a new clone for a long time, which means that some kind of accident has been encountered.

And this kind of accident is undoubtedly caused by the Ten Thousand Law Sword.

This surprised Qin Fan, he didn't expect that the Ten Thousand Law Sword actually had the ability to break all illusions.

Just as he was about to withdraw the Ten Thousand Magic Sword, unexpectedly, a cold chill instantly swept through almost every cell in his body.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that Ta Ling's true body was less than five meters away from Qin Fan, with a gloomy face, and walked slowly.

His gaze was not aimed at Qin Fan, but at the Ten Thousand Law Sword that was about to be withdrawn in Qin Fan's hand.

Qin Fan realized something and wanted to hide the Ten Thousand Law Sword as soon as possible. So as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

However, the true body of the tower spirit seemed to have moved its true character this time, and the supreme coercion permeated the sky above Qin Fan. He couldn't move at all.

Bean-sized beads of sweat continued to slide down his forehead.

Even his aura gradually became disordered, but Qin Fan still couldn't move even half a step.

It wasn't until Ta Ling came close that he stared at the Ten Thousand Magic Sword for a moment.

It still made a slight "huh", and seemed to be somewhat familiar with the Ten Thousand Magic Sword. But I can't remember it for a while.

After a while, his face suddenly changed!

It stared at the Ten Thousand Magic Sword extremely nervously, and then asked, "Boy, where did you get this sword?!" ”

Faced with Ta Ling's questioning, Qin Fan chose not to say a word.

Of course, it wasn't because he didn't want to answer, but because he couldn't open his mouth in the face of Taling's coercion.

Probably realizing something, Ta Ling waved his right hand, and saw the terrifying coercion that filled the air dissipate in an instant.

Immediately after, Qin Fan gasped for breath and said with a wry smile: "Senior, isn't it that every junior who breaks into the Heavenly Dao Tower for a trial, you have to get to the bottom of it?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense to me. I'm asking you, where did you get this sword! ”

It could be seen that Ta Ling was not joking with Qin Fan. Even when facing the Ten Thousand Law Sword, there was a little jealousy on his face.

This scene happened to be seen by Qin Fan, and he couldn't help but secretly marvel at the strength of the Ten Thousand Law Sword.

Even the unfathomable tower spirit would show such an expression when he saw it.

However, Qin Fan replied more cautiously: "Senior, this is an ordinary sword. It may be different from what the predecessors imagined. ”

"Heh, ordinary sword? Can an ordinary sword pierce my transfiguration clone? ”

"Uh......" Qin Fan didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this moment, the Traceless Sword Spirit suddenly spoke to Qin Fan, "It's okay, you can tell it the origin of this sword." ”

Kindness? Qin Fan's face couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

However, since the Traceless Sword Spirit had said so, Qin Fan simply told Ta Ling the origin of the Ten Thousand Magic Sword in detail.

After finishing speaking, he stared at Ta Ling cautiously, fearing that the other party would overreact.

Unexpectedly, after the latter learned about it, he was silent for a moment and replied: "I see. Now that you have passed the test of the eighth layer, I will help you open the passage to the ninth layer. ”

"Really?" Qin Fan looked at Ta Ling in surprise.

After the other party learned the origin of the Ten Thousand Law Sword, he didn't show any overreaction.

Not only that, but there is not even the slightest hint of greed.

It stands to reason that the stronger the person, the more possessive he will reveal to this divine blade.

Not only did the tower spirit in front of him not have it, but he was willing to open the ninth-floor passage for himself and the others.

Even in terms of tone, it is much softer than before.

Is it a delusion? No, it should be that the tower spirit in front of him knows the origin of the Wanfa Sword, or it is related to the former owner of the Wanfa Sword!

Qin Fan wanted to ask out loud, but unexpectedly, the Traceless Sword Spirit suddenly spoke: "Irrelevant matters, don't ask more." ”

Well, forget it if you don't ask......

Qin Fan sighed in his heart, and then hugged his fist towards Ta Ling and said, "Then thank you senior." ”

Taling didn't say much, but simply opened the passage and disappeared without a trace.

On the other hand, the high-level members of the academy standing outside the Heavenly Dao Tower, as well as the Qi Heavenly King and the Longping King, had different expressions on their faces.

The torches on the periphery of the eighth floor have been completely extinguished, and in their place, all the torches on the ninth floor have been lit.

This meant that Qin Fan and the others had successfully passed the test of the eighth layer and reached the ninth layer.

The expressions of the three vice deans and Dean Feng looked quite pleased.

They had known Qin Fan's ability for a long time, and being able to successfully reach the ninth layer had once again verified Qin Fan's personal ability.

However, King Qi suddenly smiled and said, "Longping, your Divine Weapon Pavilion may be going to belong to me~"

After hearing this, King Longping's face looked quite calm. In fact, I was already panicked in my heart.

But in the face of King Qi Tian, he was still arrogant and said, "It's too early to say this, right?" They only passed the eighth floor, two floors away from our bet. ”