"This is the fourth layer?" Ling Qingyun, who looked around vigilantly for a while to confirm that there was no danger, relaxed: "It seems that the Trial Tower also understands the principle of combining work and rest. ”

The fourth floor is actually a hot spring, the hazy white mist sets off this place like a fairyland, and it is completely impossible to see the scene outside the hot spring, but this hot spring is enough, Ling Qingyun, who is shrouded in white mist, feels peace of mind from the bottom of his heart.

Dragging his exhausted, bruised body, he directly immersed himself in the hot spring, a miraculous thing happened, from the first moment of soaking in the hot spring, the fatigue of the body began to dissolve rapidly, the injuries that were constantly oozing blood healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon they were as clean as new, and there was not even the slightest trace of blood floating in the spring, and even the original squandered true qi was quickly recovering, and the sense of strength lost with the injury returned to Ling Qingyun's body again, even making him feel stronger than usual.

"It's a good feeling. Ling Qingyun said sincerely, at this time, he fully experienced the joy of a long drought and a rainy day, compared to the dangerous and cruel third layer, this fourth layer was simply a paradise.

"Soaking in this hot spring, my body is not only recovering, but even further strengthening, and my spiritual power seems to have benefited......" Ling Qingyun, who felt the state at this time, became more and more happy, and couldn't help but want to use the exercises to seize this rare opportunity, but he was about to do so, but he felt a sleepiness hit him, which made him directly dispel the idea of luck, and then his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness finally fell into darkness......

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

"Am I actually asleep?" Ling Qingyun recalled his previous state, with emotion, and even some surprise, he actually fell asleep, without distractions, without dreams, and simply slept for a while, feeling full of energy at this time, the anxiety caused by some doubts, and the complacency caused by the rapid improvement of strength...... All kinds of negative emotions were swept away, and at this time the hot spring had disappeared, and the white mist was still there, which seemed more vivid in his eyes.

Sleeping like this was a luxury for Ling Qingyun, but he fully realized the benefits.

"The physical and mental strength has also improved slightly, although it is not as good as the first layer. Ling Qingyun smiled with satisfaction and stepped onto the stairs leading to the fifth floor.

Seeing the white mist again, but the scene was completely different from the hot spring, Ling Qingyun looked at the clouds in front of him and was surprised: "It's here again?"

Although his memory would be blurred after leaving the Trial Tower, with the help of the wordless book, Ling Qingyun knew the last time he entered the Trial Tower, and the third layer was the same cloud, with clouds and mist, and the golden light was brilliant.

Everything seemed familiar, Ling Qingyun tried to fly again, and the realm was naturally more handy, and even he had a comprehension of the flight trajectory and power operation, thinking that he could use this mystery to sword skills to make the sword faster, or increase the attack range of the sword.

The good times didn't last long, and Ling Qingyun, who was practicing flying, saw a figure, wearing silver armor and wings on his back, and when he saw that figure, the figure turned back sharply and also saw him.

For a moment, both sides stood still.

"Wingman, why is it so familiar?" Ling Qingyun looked at Wingman, and had a terrifying guess.

"Kehu?" The silver-armored winged man made a voice after a short pause, still in an incomprehensible language, looking cold, but Ling Qingyun faintly heard the meaning of doubt.

"How do you feel that he is saying, 'It's you again'? He's the same winged man last time, and he still knows me?" his body didn't move, but Ling Qingyun's heart set off turbulent waves, was this a reproduction of the scene? He felt that the actual situation was more complicated.

"Hello, huh. The body of the silver-armored winged man was shrouded in the clouds and mist, and he continued to utter the language that belonged to the winged man, although Ling Qingyun could not understand it, he could hear a contempt in this voice, and his gaze turned cold.

The next moment, the winged man fluttered his wings and attacked, the silver light of the claw tips shone, Ling Qingyun, who had expected this, shouted angrily to face the battle, which was different from the sword moves of the past, and it was inseparable from this winged man, not only stood firm under the onslaught of the other party, but even forced forward, splitting shallow marks on the winged man's silver armor, but the winged man was extremely vigilant this time, no matter how Ling Qingyun attacked, he could only attack its armor, and he couldn't touch the wings at all.

"Shh

"Didn't he use all his strength last time?, or did he use some kind of means to increase his combat power?" Ling Qingyun was surprised, now the combat power displayed by the winged man was in the middle of the Golden Body Realm, although his combat skills were not as good as his own, he could parry and even crack his sword moves one by one with the advantage of strength and speed, and its flying skills were far superior to his own, and the armor of unknown material was as hard as diamond, it was really a tricky and formidable enemy.

What worries him even more is that the Wingman is showing all his strength at this point, he can't see through its breath, and so far he has only cut through the armor, and has not really hurt it.

The sword light was shining, the claws were shining, and the two powerhouses had fought in the air for hundreds of rounds, dozens of miles away, and countless clouds were torn during the period, which really made Ling Qingyun have a new understanding, but he was still depressed, because as the battle continued, he could feel that there was an oppressive aura on the winged man, and it continued to increase.

When Qingfeng once again passed through his claws, tearing open an unprecedented deep scar, this brewing momentum finally erupted!

"Heheha!" Ling Qingyun immediately changed color when this loud shout came out, because the last time the Moon Spirit told the Winged Man in the last trial, he also let out this shout, and the reason was that Ling Qingyun split its feathers, and then the Winged Man launched a fierce attack!

It was certain that this shout represented anger, but I didn't know in what way I had provoked him? Ling Qingyun couldn't figure it out, but he felt the cold eyes of the winged man, and saw it flutter its wings and retreat and raise its claws, and a humanoid palm that released a brilliant golden light slowly emerged.

Pressure, chilling pressure! Ling Qingyun almost froze in place, how could he not recognize this move? This golden palm had torn him apart, making him comprehend the horror of death!

For a while, fear, anger, fear and other emotions intertwined in Ling Qingyun's heart, forcing him to give full play to the flying ability he had just mastered, and chase after the winged man with his sword, to stop it, but also to seek revenge on it!

This move only brought the winged man a contemptuous sneer, it flapped its wings slightly, and the speed of regression was not more than twice Ling Qingyun's full speed? This is its biggest advantage, if you want to go, Ling Qingyun has no way to take it, so he saw the green-shirted young man on the clouds chasing after him with his sword, and the silver-armored winged man flapped his wings and retreated leisurely, the distance between the two sides was not narrowed in the slightest, but the energy released by the winged man's palm became more and more terrifying.

It's time, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the winged man, and the extremely bright palm slashed down, like a divine sword splitting the sky, unstoppable!

The last time you were crushed to ashes, I don't know why you survived, how about dying again?The winged man sneered, Ling Qingyun was a plaything in his eyes at best, even if he had the ability to fight with him in close quarters, it couldn't make him have the slightest respect, on the contrary, daring to challenge the high-flying wingman was his way to death!

"Come on!" In the face of this terrifying blow that had killed him, Ling Qingyun's eyes shone suddenly, and at this moment, his spirit and spirit were condensed into one, and he slashed out a supreme sword, which was not inferior to the golden light of the scorching sun, and released the indomitable fierceness to meet the power of Huanghuang!

The two supreme divine swords touched in the air, they entangled and collided, and the mighty shock wave swept away, blowing away the endless clouds, and the rolling heat wave was bitter, making Ling Qingyun painful and excited, but he couldn't satisfy him with the killing move, surging true qi to protect his body, and the sword dance smoke wave surrounded, he burst out at a speed of fifty percent faster than before, and blatantly crashed into the core of the power entanglement!

The silver-armored winged man hung in the air, his hazy face revealing a look of surprise, he couldn't imagine that the plaything he had allowed himself to ravage last time had grown to this point, not only blocking himself in hand-to-hand combat, but even being able to resist his own magic skills?

It must be eradicated, and it must be completely wiped out!The Winged Man's gaze grew colder, and it raised its palm again, ready to put the fly to death after the violent energy in front of it dissipated, maybe the fly would escape, but how could it escape with its speed?

Thinking of this, the winged people are even more proud, the winged people are the kings of the sky, and their status can never be shaken!

But just when the king of the sky was arrogant, a sword light brazenly penetrated the energy wave that was still in effect, and dragged the flames and sword qi all the way forward, passing through the battlefield like a meteor, killing the winged man with the momentum of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat!

"Force!" Even the winged man who claimed to be the king of the sky was shocked by the meteor that appeared in front of him, and he could never have imagined that the weak alien would dare to make such a move, so fearless, so crazy, and launch a suicidal charge at it!

The shock was so great that the Wingman didn't have time to flappe his wings or slash his palms off, only to watch as the meteor slammed into front of him with the unpleasant but unstoppable power in its eyes, stabbing the extremely powerful blade into its body.

The thunderous roar spread through the air, and the place where the two figures collided was like a firework, and the resulting wind swept away the remnants of the clouds, and the Wingman looked at the bloodied but determined young man in front of him with the most shocked eyes in his life, and felt a sharp pain that he had never felt before gradually spread from his heart.

It looked down, its eyes wide.

How could it be? Its armor, its body, had been pierced by this alien race with his torn metal!?

Wounded, bleeding, and even ...... by this creature On the verge of death?

How can it be!

It is the king of the sky, its dignity cannot be desecrated, this weak creature is not qualified to challenge it, and it is impossible to hurt even a single hair of it!

No...... No way...... The winged man almost roared, but it couldn't make a sound, it felt that its consciousness was blurring, it felt like its body had been slashed by thousands of knives, and it felt that its strength and life were far away.

"Shh Whew......" A few syllables were exhaled in his throat, his palms were drained of light and returned to his claw form and slowly drooped, the winged man lowered his head and stared blankly at his wounds, but the splendor of the meteor attack appeared in his heart, and the unbelievable determination of the alien race.

What was that? He couldn't understand, but his vision was getting blurred......

The once invincible Wingman was completely stiffened, and it died.

Ling Qingyun silently looked at the opponent in front of him, he thought too much, he still couldn't see through the fog that shrouded the other side's face, but he could feel that this human-like creature had expressed doubts and nostalgia before dying.

He drew his sword.

There was no blood spattered, only a once proud and powerful figure fell from the zenith, fell to the earth, and disappeared into the clouds......