"How do you get in?" After half a ring, Yang Han asked.

"The heart sinks into the dantian, release your own aura, and meet the colorful light of the spire." Wei Kun said slowly.

"Oh?" Yang Han was stunned, this method of entry was indeed a little peculiar.

And just as Wei Kun spoke, hundreds of colored lights flew out from the spire of the tower, falling on hundreds of people.

Bugle! ……

In an instant, all of these hundreds of people disappeared without a trace.

"I'll go in first, you should hurry up, this colored light only exists for ten breaths!" Wei Kun smiled slightly, and his eyes closed slightly.

A moment later, a colored light shot down from the spire and enveloped Wei Kun in it.

In an instant, Wei Kun disappeared without a trace in front of Yang Han.

At this moment, the thousands of people gathered around have already dropped by a thousand.

And the rest of the people, nine out of nine, are here to give away, or to join in the fun.

At this moment, almost all but a few people who were talking were going out.

"About a thousand people at a time?"

Yang Han secretly said in his heart, and he didn't use the aura to connect as Wei Kun said.

Instead, he chose to climb directly to the spire with the Spirit Touch.

Although this spiritual touch and spiritual energy connection are simple and complex, their functions are increasing unabated.

Sure enough, the moment Yang Han's spiritual touch was connected to the spire, a colored light shot down from the spire, completely enveloping Yang Han.

For a moment, Yang Han seemed to be in his mother's womb, extremely warm.

And in this warmth, Yang Han was in a trance, and he felt that the things around him had changed.

By the time he reacted, he was already in a claustrophobic environment.

"Yang Han!"

On the side, Wei Kun ran out of the auspicious crowd and ran to Yang Han's hand with a smile.

"This is the spire, and everyone is to be tested here, and the tower is assigned according to their cultivation."

"Yes!"

Yang Han nodded before he was outside, Yang Han didn't feel that when he came in, he felt the arrogance of the monks around him! At a glance, there are very few monks in the foundation building period! Basically, nine out of nine, Yang Han can't see his cultivation.

"Wei Jing had said before that there were many Yuan Babies outside the Chiyang Sect, and even the Great Demon of the Transformation God, who came to borrow this trial tower evolution method and secret technique."

"So, now I am surrounded by Caesar's god-transforming power!" Yang Han thought of this. I was shocked.

Don't dare to look left and right.

And at this moment, the colored light at the spire fell.

The outside world, calm has returned.

And inside the tower, it was extraordinarily beautiful by the retracted colored light, "Yang Han, this colored light is not simple, but the soul light of the town tower of this trial tower!"

"My father once said that this soul light, don't say it's him, even if the monk of the Tribulation Period comes, don't try to shatter it!" Wei Kun said in a positive voice.

"So domineering?"

Yang Han was startled and shouted.

"And who's in control of this trial tower?"

Yang Han asked in shock! If this soul light had such magical powers, wouldn't this monk who controlled the trial tower crisscross the cultivation realm?

"Hehe, the reason why the soul light is called the soul light is because it already has an autonomous consciousness, so this trial tower can have such power."

"And that's why it's hard to be refined by monks."

Wei Kun sighed slightly, and said in a deep voice, she was there in Wei Qi, and she had heard about the origin of this trial tower.

According to legend, after this trial tower was discovered by the first generation of the Chiyang Sect, he wanted to refine it.

But he was injured by this soul light.

In desperation, he had no choice but to give up.

But who knows, although this soul light resists being refined by it, it doesn't care at all that someone enters the trial in order to achieve the effect of honing the law and secret arts.

Therefore, this first generation of suzerains is here

A sect was established here, and the Chiyang Sect was established.

It's a pity that although this first-generation sect master is also a god demon, he didn't come up with a way to refine this trial tower until he was killed.

Since then, the successive sect masters of the Chiyang Sect have spent a lot of effort on this trial tower, but Rao is like this, and no one can break it.

"Yes."

Yang Han nodded, quietly waiting for the assignment of this trial tower.

In the previous days, Wei Kun also talked to Yang Han about this trial tower.

The most important of these is the distribution of this Tower of Trial.

In the Trial Tower, every monk who enters the Trial Tower will transform from the soul light of the Trial Tower into an opponent with a cultivation similar to him and the same magical powers.

But this conjugated person has a great improvement in terms of supernatural powers compared to himself.

And this improvement lies in the difficulty of the promotion, not in the power.

Therefore, the strength of this opponent is actually very variable.

However, only in this way can it have the greatest enlightenment and tempering effect on the monks who enter.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Colored lights came one after another, and the number of monks here or so was constantly reduced.

But fortunately, the interval between the falling of this colored light was extremely fast, and Yang Han didn't wait long for the colored light to fall on Yang Han's body.

"Be careful."

Wei Kun on the side looked at Yang Han, who was wrapped in colored light, and smiled peacefully with his eyes.

To be honest, with Yang Han's magical powers, Wei Kun actually didn't have too much to worry about.

Because although the opponent of this soul light illusion uses difficulty to increase the supernatural power, the difficulty and power are directly proportional, which is like one plus one is doubled, and two plus one is only half of the general.

With Yang Han's supernatural powers, the danger cannot be said to be great.

"Yes."

Yang Han nodded lightly and looked at Wei Kun with the same smile.

Just when everyone thought that Yang Sai would be sent away by the soul light, this soul light actually trembled violently and let out a "buzz...... Buzzing ......" sound.

"What's going on!"

When Yang Han heard that the soul light around his body actually made such a strange sound, he was immediately shocked and wanted to break free from it.

But how domineering is this soul light? Even the power of the god can be injured, although I don't know why there is such a change, but this is definitely not something that Yang Han can break free from as a small foundation building cultivator.

And the surrounding monks also looked at Yang Han who was surrounded by soul light with slightly bright eyes, but none of them had the idea of making a move.

Just kidding, they knew better than anyone else about the power of the soul light, so naturally they didn't dare to make a rash move.

In this case, it is easy to be injured by the force of the shock.

And just when Wei Kun was panicking and wanted to pull Yang Han out, the soul light dimmed and disappeared with Yang Han, making Wei Kun pounce.

And here, because of this, it is pitch black.

And the soul light that should have appeared in succession with the soul light that encompassed Yang Han did not appear as scheduled.

It was not until the time of the half-pillar incense that the soul light lit up again, passing the rest of the people and the worried Wei Kun away one after another.

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