To be on the safe side, Ye Changsheng consolidated his realm and used up four intervals.

The sum of the four intervals is only two miles away, which is just a corner of the sea of 100,000 swords.

Besides, the Tibetan sword near the front of the Sword Sea is of average quality, and the essence is still behind.

Ye Changsheng crossed his knees, and in his mind, the meridians of his whole body were clearly presented, in great detail.

Among the three hundred and sixty-one acupuncture points, the spirit crystals are like crystalline pearls, round and full, and the light is not dazzling.

Each spirit crystal is the same size, as if it has been polished most carefully, and even the brilliance emitted is the same amount.

In the spiritual sea space of the dantian, the spirit center suspended in the center was slightly larger, like a glass of glass, releasing an incomparably transparent brilliance.

One spiritual body, three hundred and sixty-one spirit crystals, and one hundred and eight meridians form a stable and powerful energy system.

In the rest of the practice, this energy system will be continuously strengthened and enhanced, providing its owner with a strong energy output.

It wasn't until Ye Changsheng was promoted to a powerhouse that his body and energy system could usher in a new transformation.

Now that the realm of the True Martial Realm has been consolidated, Changsheng does not expect to be able to make another breakthrough in the short term, so he focuses on the seventh-level floating slaughter of the Spirit Sea.

Floating up, Ye Changsheng strode towards the depths of the Sword Sea.

The space in the sword room shouldn't be that large, otherwise, the foundation of the entire Refiner Guild would be hollowed out.

He guessed that this sword hiding room must have used the folding principle of the law of space, which was equivalent to opening up a half-plane existence in the original space.

The laws and mysteries involved in this are extremely difficult and profound, and with the current cultivation and realm of immortality, it is simply impossible to understand.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in the underground Xuangong of the Black Wind Ridge and had been exposed to the spatial folding formation, he might not even be able to see through it.

Therefore, at any time, we must not underestimate the people of the world.

Even if it is the refiner guild of a third-rate principality, it is not for nothing.

Walking five hundred meters, Ye Changsheng stopped and looked around.

He probably understood that the hidden swords in the hidden sword room should be arranged according to the age, and the deeper he went, the older the hidden sword became.

Compared with the previous four sections, the sword aura emitted by the Tibetan sword here is more dense and deep.

Finding a hidden place, Ye Changsheng sat cross-legged and shouted: "Suck!"

The mental method of "The Secret Record of Futu" was opened, and the storm in the chest rose again.

Only this time, the sword evil qi transformed into an undercurrent, entered the spiritual sea space of the dantian, and then surged towards the seventh-level floating slaughter that was standing.

The clouds and mist are filled, and the seven-story pagoda on the black lotus flower flashes with black light, as if it is made of glass.

The bottom two layers of the pagoda have been condensed into substance, and the aura that swirls around them has drilled towards the third layer of the pagoda.

Almost at the same time, on the spire of the seventh-level floating slaughter, circles of light were thrown, and messages were drilled into Ye Changsheng's mind one after another.

The bones on his body crackled, as if a building block was about to disintegrate.

The muscles in his body began to twist as well, like ...... A snake.

Unconsciously, Ye Changsheng's legs were staggered, and although he was still sitting cross-legged, he changed to a strange posture.

Ye Changsheng was surprised, but he didn't stop his body's instinctive reaction, and simply handed over his body to those minds and let them shape his posture.

He already faintly felt that the changes in his body, including the thoughts in his mind, had a great relationship with the consummation of the third-level floating slaughter.

All he has to do is to keep the "Secret Record of the Floating Slaughter" running, keep his heart, and wait and see what happens.

The amount of evil qi required to open the third-level floating slaughter is beyond imagination.

Until all the sword qi within a radius of five hundred meters had been absorbed, Ye Changsheng did not wait for the changes he was expecting.

When the storm in his chest subsided, his body began to regain its original shape, no longer in a strange twisted shape.

Floating up, Ye Changsheng walked five hundred meters again and sat down cross-legged.

"Suck the hell!"

"Suck the hell!"

"Suck the hell!"

......

After nine sections, Ye Changsheng walked briskly and walked towards the next section.

He said he couldn't figure out the changes in his body, but he felt like a snake.

That's right, it's a snake, the joints of the whole body are loose, and the muscles can be exaggerated and twisted and deformed, as if they have broken through the limits of the human body and can change into any posture.

If he wanted to, he could even lie on the ground and climb like a snake to five hundred meters away with the strength of his abdominal muscles.

And it's not slow at all!

The mystery and supernatural powers of the three-layer floating slaughter are about to come out, and immortality is full of expectations.

Sitting cross-legged again, he was used to the strange meditating posture, and he felt very comfortable.

His eyes drooped, and Ye Changsheng let out a low shout: "Suck!"

The storm in his chest rose again, and the seventh-level floating slaughter in the Spirit Sea space was once again shrouded in clouds and mist.

The three-story tower, the black light flashed, like a black luminous body in the transparent glass.

In the interior space, the image of a humanoid beautiful snake gradually becomes clear.

The beautiful snake has a bewitching body, folded her hands, and swaying and agile dancing, not only does not have a sense of frivolity, but reveals a deep Zen.

It's a pity that the outline of her face is still blurred, and her eyes are lowered, the more this is the case, the more Ye Changsheng wants to spy on her face.

"Suck the hell!"

"Suck the hell!"

Ye Changsheng was full of energy and practiced three intervals again.

In the spiritual sea space, the clouds and mist were filled, and the seventh-level floating slaughter became more and more majestic and tall, exuding a divine aura.

The space of the three-story tower was almost filled with a substantial black light, transparent as a black crystal.

The beautiful snake of the spirit dance turns into a three-dimensional light and shadow, mysterious and graceful.

When the last energy was injected into the third layer of space, the beautiful snake suddenly stopped dancing, coiled its snake tail, folded its hands, and sat in the center of the space.

Ye Changsheng was shocked to find that the posture of the beautiful snake sitting cross-legged was exactly the same as his.

Not only the posture is the same, but the twisting of the body muscles is exactly the same.

The rate of breathing is exactly the same.

For a moment, he even had the illusion that he was a projection of the beautiful snake, or that the beautiful snake was a projection of his image.

Just when he wanted to see the face of the beautiful snake, he was recruited, and the beautiful snake opened her eyes.

"Boom!"

Ye Changsheng's soul was shocked, and his mind was lost in an instant.

Seventh-level floating slaughter, shine brightly!

The boundless magic sound rolled in, resounding through Ye Changsheng's soul sea.

The heart is quiet, and the body is the same as all things.

The heart is one, and the magic light snake dances.

The third part of "The Secret of Futu", snake dance!

(End of chapter)