The cold wind blew on Zhao Lei's face one by one, and there was some pain, he fixed his eyes and saw what kind of cold wind it was, it was clearly a small sword qi.

And this place is still on the periphery, and the power of this sword qi is still relatively small, but it hurts a little to scrape on the face.

But Zhao Lei looked at the top layers of the places shrouded by the hurricane, presumably when he got there, the power would be completely different.

One step, two steps.

Soon, Zhao Lei slowly walked forward around the first layer, and walked through the first floor, without any reaction at all.

Xiao Yi stood from a distance and looked at it as a matter of course.

The second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor, after a while, Zhao Lei passed by all these layers, but there was no reaction at all.

And the further he went, the greater the pressure on Zhao Lei, and the higher the intensity of the sword storm he received, and he was drenched in blood as if he had been tortured by a thousand knives.

But all this was more than a cut compared to him in that valley.

Now Zhao Lei can still accept it, but although he can accept it, the swords passing by around him have no reaction at all.

Zhao Lei has already made a decision, if there is still no response from the upper layers, he will pretend to be responsive.

Although Zhao Lei has never seen it, it is better than doing nothing.

Zhao Lei is still confident in his strength, he doesn't believe it, just with his strength, he can't pull out the sword inserted in it.

Slowly, under increasing pressure, Zhao Lei came to the eighth layer.

And here, the sword qi that was originally the size of a thumb before was already several feet long at this time.

At this time, Zhao Lei's body was tattered, and there were blood marks on his body, although it was only a skin injury, but it looked like it was oozing.

This is still a physical injury, after Zhao Lei came to the eighth layer, this coercion is not only aimed at his body, but also has a great pressure on his spirit.

It's as if there is a stone grinding back and forth on Zhao Lei's body, from the inside out, very thorough.

But this is only the eighth floor, and there are still four floors above, and at most it is only half of the way.

Since this sword mound has such a high number of layers, and it is for disciples who have just practiced kendo, it must not be a completely unachievable goal for people to see, it must be able to be completed.

But it's not for ordinary people, but for those who have really limited talent for swordsmanship, like Zhao Lei came here, he can only carry it hard, he really knows a little about swordsmanship.

Presumably, after those true kendo geniuses came here, they must have sharpened their kendo through this coercion, and then used it to continue to move upward.

Zhao Lei's heart was still not satisfied, he thought that he would have to go to at least the eleventh floor and pull out another sword, so as to be worthy of his so-called supreme talent.

But after Xiao Yi outside saw Zhao Lei walking to the eighth floor, his heart was already excited, because he had only walked to the eighth floor back then.

After reaching the eighth layer, Xiao Yi could no longer continue to push forward, and now he couldn't help but shudder when he remembered that sword qi was coming towards him like a storm.

At this time, Zhao Lei reached the eighth layer, for Xiao Yi, this means that now after Zhao Lei is at the lowest, his kendo is in the same realm as him, if he goes up a few more layers, then his kendo can really be carried forward.

What Xiao Yi didn't know was that Zhao Lei's physical body was far beyond that of ordinary cultivators, it seemed to be cheating, other disciples were coming here, their physical bodies were not comparable to Zhao Lei, and they could only go up layer by layer through comprehension.

Therefore, the number of layers represents their talent for kendo, which is the famous sword mound in the Lingyu Sect, which can not only obtain the sword, but also hone the kendo.

And they can also get a general idea of the kendo talents of their disciples through this layer.

Zhao Lei carried forward step by step, and reached his current position.

And Zhao Lei also found that he was carrying it so hard, and it was not all bad, he could feel that his original ignorant kendo gradually had some comprehension at this time.

It was as if someone else had given Zhao Lei out of thin air, and some use of kendo couldn't help but appear in his mind, increasing his understanding of kendo.

In this sword mound, Zhao Lei felt that time had passed very long, but the time outside had only passed less than a stick of incense.

Xiao Yi was even more engrossed in watching Zhao Lei, and Zhao Lei's every step was on his heart.

Finally, when he saw that Zhao Lei had crossed the highest point he had reached before, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, no matter what, Zhao Lei's talent in kendo was stronger than him.

In addition, Zhao Lei's innate physique containing endless evil energy, after being displayed with the sword, the power is immeasurable.

Evil energy not only refers to those breaths that are full of all kinds of negative desires, but also contains all kinds of evil forces such as murderous energy, ghost energy, and evil energy.

In Xiao Yi's opinion, Zhao Lei is the kind of physique that is born full of murderous energy, and he has also heard of the source of this physique.

After all, that person Xiao Yi was also very interested in that person, and since he disappeared, he has been looking for news and rumors in this regard.

And among the information Xiao Yi obtained, what convinced him the most was that people who were born with a bad body were because after being reincarnated in the previous life, some of the power of the previous life did not completely disappear, but were inherited in this life.

And in the process of growing up in this life, I accidentally touched the key of the switch because of a certain point, and the power was then released.

It's all a matter of chance and luck.

Some people with this kind of physique may not be able to release it for a lifetime, but they are just like mortals.

But some can release it very early, use it skillfully, and become a hegemon.

In fact, Zhao Lei seems to be somewhat similar to this natural evil body in a certain aspect.

The real innate demon body inherited the power of the previous life, and Zhao Lei inherited the power of the Jiuhua Kingdom.

Moreover, after the Immortal Devourer recognized Zhao Lei as the master, before the Immortal Devourer fell asleep, he was also able to easily mobilize the murderous aura and blood of the Immortal Devourer.

In comparison, Zhao Lei seems to be a patchwork version of his innate physique, but all of this he has to focus on devouring immortals, and he needs a Dinghai God Needle.

Since Zhao Lei met this Immortal Devourer, not only has his strength increased rapidly, but also because he survived, his successive opportunities are precisely because of the Immortal Devourer.

If it weren't for Devouring Immortals, Zhao Lei would have died in Pingyang City a long time ago.

Those blood mist were caused by Zhao Lei, but if there was no blood mist, Zhao Xuan would have rebelled, and he would have been entangled in it, and in his original case, he would only be wiped out in the rolling tide of the times.