From the fourth layer to the fifth layer, it seems that there is a layer of separation, but in fact, there is a huge disparity between heaven and earth, which is the same as the cultivation level, the gap between the high-level Yuan Master and the junior Yuan General is not at all the difference between the surface of the first level, it is a chasm, a chasm that cannot be crossed.

Rao was mentally prepared, but when his feet stepped on the ground on the fifth layer, Zhang Mochen's knees bent suddenly, and he stabilized his center of gravity after all the mid-level Yuan general's breath was triggered, but his legs were still much heavier, as if they were filled with lead.

In addition to the qualitative improvement of the pressure compared to the first four floors, the space on the fifth floor is also shrouded in drifting mist, and the distance from one staircase to another is only twenty meters, but there is no end in sight.

There was an obvious feeling of pressure on his skin, and Zhang Mochen walked forward with slightly heavy steps, making a slight 'dong dong' sound with each step.

Although it was much more difficult than the first four layers, the coercion of this fifth layer did not cause much hindrance to Zhang Mochen, however, when he walked about ten meters, on his still relaxed face, the sword eyebrows suddenly frowned, because a sword qi swept towards him without warning.

In a hurry, Zhang Mochen bent down to dodge, and when the rapid whistling brushed the top of his head to draw an arc-shaped cold light, there were a few strands of broken hair that were less than a foot from the ground and gently blew down like a feather.

Zhang Mochen rolled on the spot, and when he got up to prepare for a big battle, he found that there was nothing around him except for the chaotic white mist.

Slowly moving and taking small steps, Zhang Mochen was on guard, his serious eyes were like owls in the night, and the sudden sword aura made him realize that this martial arts hall was not as simple as it seemed, because under the pressure of several times the aura of the junior general, he could launch a sneak attack so quickly, not to mention Qian He and Qian Lan, even Qian Jiang couldn't do it.

"Does anyone secretly want my life?"

This was Zhang Mochen's first reaction, but if he thought about it carefully, it was unlikely that the Qian family who had cleaned up the portal could attack him so easily, and these people had no motive to kill at all.

Just as Zhang Mochen was thinking while on guard, a shadow swept through the dense fog not far away.

Zhang Mochen's eyes were fast, and he chased after him, "Where are you going?!"

It was not so much a shadow as a sword shadow, and Zhang Mochen, who was chasing after him, was surprised to find that the thing flying in front of him was not controlled at all, but was flying by himself.

Unable to get rid of Zhang Mochen's 'follower', the sword shadow simply stopped running away, Ling Qi turned the blade of the sword, and stabbed away.

Zhang Mochen's body leaned to the left, and the lightning flashed and passed by the sword shadow, although the time was extremely short, but he still saw the latter's appearance clearly, the whole body was silver, the blade was straight, and the sword body was no more than three feet long, a Luan phoenix was lifelike, as if it was about to turn into reality immediately, and flutter its wings and hit the air.

The silver sword seemed to have spirituality, and it let out a clear roar, and fled towards the depths of the thick fog, as if it was laughing at Zhang Mochen for not being able to help himself. Unfortunately, it was a little early to rejoice.

Just as the silver sword was about to completely stagger past him, Zhang Mochen's waist turned sharply, and his right hand firmly grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Run, why don't you run?" Zhang Mochen smiled coldly, but when the clear sound in his ears turned into a roar, it suddenly faded, and the silver sword with a surge of strength was about to break free from his palm.

The gray aura suddenly erupted, and Zhang Mochen, who had cast an immovable underworld, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, but what was shocking was that he, who had 500,000 jin of strength, was still forcibly dragged forward by the silver sword, and the ground was rubbed out of two regular abrasion marks.

Annoyed by Zhang Mochen's dog skin plaster, the rapidly flying silver sword soared into the sky, and when it reached the highest altitude, it was a weightless rapid dive, flying so crazy for more than ten seconds, the air wave traces that were torn out were criss-crossing like spider webs.

Zhang Mochen was dizzy, his stomach was even more upside down, and finally, without paying attention, his palm was slightly relaxed, and the silver sword was out of his control.

Falling from a high altitude, with Zhang Mochen's strength, he could naturally land safely, but he couldn't walk steadily, he could only desperately protect his face before landing, and after a loud muffled sound, countless lightning-like cracks appeared on the ground.

Shaking his head, Zhang Mochen tried to wake up quickly, and at this moment, the sound of the galloping wind approaching the Tianling Gai, and when he looked up, the silver sword that had just broken free from the shackles fell from the sky, but it was no longer one, but a rain of swords in the sky.

Zhang Mochen shouted, the gray color disappeared, the golden light was flourishing, and between the rapid sealing of his hands, more than a dozen shields formed by the condensation of vitality suddenly condensed, and pieced together into a shield wall.

The crisp sound of the arrow colliding with the iron shield suddenly spread. The sword rain is like a note, the sky is pouring down, the momentum is magnificent, the power is strong, Rao is Zhang Mochen's vitality shield urged by the power of the middle-level general, after a little resistance, one after another suddenly cracked, and it was about to collapse.

"Damn, so evil?!"

Zhang Mochen cursed secretly, rolled on the ground in the narrow space supported by the shield, and finally escaped from the rain of swords when the sound of the collapse explosion sounded.

The spirituality and combat power of the silver sword made Zhang Mochen's eyes extremely hot, how could the treasure sent to the door not be accepted?

Seeing Zhang Mochen coming back, the sword rain in the sky returned to one place, and the silver sword that reappeared in the body let out an angry buzz, and it flew in the air for a week and then met it head-on.

'Bell!'

Loud like thunder, heavy as a bell, under the fierce collision of the powerful and heavy, Zhang Mochen fell to the ground like a swaying autumn leaf, and the silver sword did not get any benefit, like a headless fly, after flying around, it stabilized the flying spin in mid-air.

The sword body vibrated and the hum became more intense, and the silver sword was obviously enraged, maybe it had no ill will towards Zhang Mochen, at most it was just looking for fun, but the combat power shown by the latter made it very cool, as if the king had been provoked by the untouchables. Therefore, when a piercing phoenix roar erupted in this space, in Zhang Mochen's stunned eyes, the sword shadow had already disappeared, and only a phoenix with a silver body was soaring into the sky.

Looking at the phoenix that swooped down after reaching the maximum height, Zhang Mochen was stunned as if he was facing a great enemy, although the baby was good, but he had to have his life to enjoy it, just when he didn't know how to deal with it, a vigorous dragon roar exploded violently, and the bladeless blade that broke free from his palm turned into a mighty black dragon, and rushed up to the silver phoenix that fell from the sky and was menacing.

Inside the tower, the two divine weapons were about to collide fiercely, and outside the tower, Wei Zhong's heart sank, but the corners of his mouth immediately formed a gratifying arc.

"The phoenix is finally willing to admit the Lord, I don't know which little guy has such a blessing, I hope he can survive the test!"