Flying towards the fourth layer of the Wind and Snow Tower, the pressure on the body has increased several times compared to the third layer, at least reaching 10 million catties.

After reaching the fourth floor, Ling Feng found that the space on this floor was much smaller than the first three floors.

On the other hand, there are only one or two hundred people who comprehend the will of their predecessors here, and most of their strength is at the peak of the Shenqiao Realm, and even the Life and Death Realm.

"Hey, this junior brother, seeing that you are young and not bad in strength, you can actually come to the fourth layer of the Wind and Snow Tower. ”

The moment Ling Feng's heel fell into the space of the fourth layer, a disciple of the Life and Death Realm said in surprise.

Other disciples who were comprehending the will of their ancestors also looked sideways.

They couldn't feel Ling Feng's specific cultivation, but Ling Feng was wearing the clothes of Ning Lu Feng's inner disciple at the moment, and he was young, in their thoughts, his cultivation was definitely not high.

Ling Feng smiled at them, his gaze swept around, and he instead planned to continue towards the fifth layer.

To be on the safe side, Ling Feng was also going to start climbing along the groove.

"Hey, junior brother, I advise you not to continue climbing. ”

A disciple of the Life and Death Realm persuaded: "The fifth engraving is the will of the ancestors of the Heavenly and Human Realm, and these wills are still alive, and with your cultivation, you can't resist it at all. ”

"Thank you for your kindness, but I decided to give it a try. ”

Ling Feng's cultivation was in the eightfold of the Divine Bridge Realm, but in his previous life, he was a powerhouse at the peak of the Creation Realm, how could the will of the Heavenly and Human Realms affect him in the slightest?

"What a stubborn person. ”

The well-intentioned Life and Death Realm disciple couldn't help but shake his head as he stared at Ling Feng's distant back.

The pressure on the fifth floor of the Snow Tower is not only for the physical body. There is also a mixture of vast wills.

However, these wills were still a breeze on Ling Feng's face, and his limbs swept up quickly along the groove like a spirit monkey. In the time of one incense, it reached the fifth weight of the Wind and Snow Tower.

The fifth dimension of the space is only seven or eight zhang in size, and the people who comprehend the inheritance and will of the ancestors in it are all true disciples of the realm of life and death.

Ling Feng just glanced at it in a hurry, and then climbed towards the sixth floor.

In this Wind and Snow Tower, what made all the disciples frightened was the will of the ancestors.

However, these wills are not in the slightest, so he has enough confidence to reach the highest level. Find the Celestial Frost Crystal.

Halfway to the sixth layer, a trace of mist gathered around Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's line of sight at the place where he was at this time could no longer see the scenery ten zhang away. All that comes into your eyes is a lot of mist.

Ling Feng knew that the reason why there was such an abnormality was because he was getting closer and closer to the Heavenly Frost Crystal at this moment.

After reaching the sixth level, because this level is the will of the Creation Venerable, and he stood at the peak of creation in his previous life. So these wills are dispensable to him.

Ling Feng felt that the aura in his body was still strong, so he didn't stay any longer, and crawled towards the seventh layer.

At this moment, the ethereal mist was dense like substance, moving to Ling Feng's side, condensing into thin ice needles, and drilling directly into his pores.

An icy suffocation spread through Ling Feng's body.

"It's cold!"

Ling Feng couldn't help but sneeze.

After only staying for a moment, the snot in Ling Feng's nostrils was frozen into ice bars. The eyebrows are the color of frost and snow.

Ling Feng activated the Earth's Heart Fire, dispelling the cold air, and continued to climb forward.

At this moment. The coercion of heaven and earth has at least exceeded hundreds of millions of catties, and Rao is Ling Feng's physical strength, and under the vigorous exercise, he feels a little strained.

After reaching the seventh layer, Ling Feng felt that his breath and physical strength were a huge waste, so he entered it and meditated cross-legged.

There was no one on the seventh floor. Ling Feng stared at the empty surroundings, and suddenly his eyes flashed with a look of doubt.

In his calculations. The seventh layer is the place where the Immortal Realm sits, and it is absolutely impossible for there to be a will and inheritance.

Because of the Immortal Realm's Earth Venerable, the longevity is endless, even if the Dao Sect is really born, it is impossible to fall.

However, at this moment, with Ling Feng's sensitivity in his previous life, he found that there was a trace of immortal coercion conveyed on the several icicles around him.

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary disciples to find this kind of coercion, it should be that they have not reached the height of Ling Feng's previous life, just like ants who don't understand that there is still a high level of existence in this world.

"Is the rumor wrong?"

Ling Feng muttered to himself. In his impression, the Tianxuan Continent really hadn't given birth to an Immortal Earth Venerable, so what was going on right now? Could it be that this Wind and Snow Tower wasn't a Dao Sect's thing, but was moved from another plane?

Putting aside these doubts, he subconsciously stood up and stroked his fingers over a few icicles that supported the Wind and Snow Tower.

At this moment, the mutation rises sharply!

On these icicles, there are strange tadpole-like ancient words.

Under Ling Feng's touch, these words came to life strangely, constantly enlarging and wandering in Ling Feng's pupils......

A tingling pain was transmitted, and Ling Feng hugged his head, under a cold sweat.

In his mind, countless tadpole-like ancient words turned into a book of different grades of Yuan Technique.

These primordial techniques collided wildly in Ling Feng's sea of divine consciousness, causing the fine sweat on Ling Feng's body to gush out like a stream, and even the ground was damp.

Ling Feng's whole person looked a lot haggard, and in his exhaustion, he suddenly noticed a strange phenomenon.

When the primordial techniques in the Sea of Divine Consciousness collided with each other, although they seemed to be out of order, they were still detected by the careful Ling Feng and found a fixed pattern.

That is, like ten thousand horses galloping, they will eventually come together, then crack apart, and strike again.

It's like reincarnation, endlessly.

"It's strange, each grade of these meta-techniques is different, and they can be easily fused together in my mind?"

Rao is Ling Feng has a thousand years of experience, and the more he thinks about it at this moment, the more vague he becomes, and his brain is confused.

Yuan technique, according to a fixed law and trajectory, through the transformation of the physical body, is displayed.

Each one is different, and the vitality and essence used are different, just like a living individual, how can it be fused together?

"The road is the same, from existence to nothing, from nothing to existence, I really figured it out. ”

Ling Feng faintly groped for a clue, if his guess was correct, the remaining will of the seventh layer contained a very mysterious secret technique.

This kind of secret art has no grade and does not belong to any category. It's called 'fusion', which means that it is possible to fuse together countless meta-techniques with different primal minds.

The so-called gathering sand into a tower, the ants shake the elephant is such a reason.

Countless low-level Yuan Techniques were fused together, and the power was enough to shake the profound Yuan Techniques, even divine skills.

This is a peerless divine skill! It is something he has never encountered in his previous life.