Luo Yan stabilized his mind and tried to mobilize his true qi again, and found that his true qi could still be mobilized, which made him a little relieved.

After taking another step forward, the puppets around him moved, and in an instant, one of the puppets' arms slapped Luo Yan's (shēn) out of the weight of the weight, and after hitting the other puppets, he was kicked in front of the other puppets.

He punched the puppet that attacked him in front of him, and the puppet lay on the ground for a moment before standing up again and returning to its original state.

After several consecutive times, Luo Yan was knocked to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and rolled his (shēn) body to the side, only to be kicked by the puppet again.

He didn't know how many times he fell, but at last he realized that he didn't move, and the puppets didn't move, and as soon as he moved, the puppets struck, and the puppets were made of some kind of trees, and they were so indestructible that they couldn't break them according to his current (ròu) (shēn) strength.

After discovering this, he stopped moving, and began to recall what had just been abused.

Half a day later, he seemed to have an understanding, and began to use his true qi to protect (shēn) his body, and walked forward, only to be knocked down again after taking two steps.

He saw that this was actually a physical training formation, and all the puppets attacked according to certain rules.

After another knockdown of an attacking puppet, a small line appears from the opponent (shēn) that reads, "Knock down all the puppets in the shortest possible time to clear the level." ”

After Luo Yan finished reading, he saw that there were tens of thousands of puppets here, and if he wanted to knock them all down, in addition to speed, he also had an amazing physique.

After having a target, Luo Yan fought against these puppets every day for the next time, and every piece of muscle (ròu) on (shēn) changed during the blow, and each muscle and bone went through the process of breaking and reorganizing, breaking again, and reorganizing again.

On this day, he knocked down more than 500 puppets in one go, and in the end he was knocked down, and all the puppets that had fallen before stood up again.

Tian He, who was standing at the top of the attic, looked at the view of the valley (qíng) and nodded secretly.

Another three months passed, and on this day, Luo Yan knocked down three thousand puppets at one time. At this time, Tian He in the attic had a sad face, thinking in his heart, if this continues, this person will be able to get out of the puppet formation in less than half a year, which seems to be a little too fast, for the sake of the saint personally sending him, I have to help you again.

Thinking like this in his heart, he raised his hand a little, and a white light fell into the array. Luo Yan saw that all the original white puppets had turned earthy yellow.

When he struck again, he felt that the power of the puppet was obviously much stronger than before, and this time he was knocked down before he could defeat a hundred. He sat on the ground and smiled bitterly, saying in his heart that Elder Tian really took care of me.

Two years later, by the time Luo Yan knocked the last earthy yellow puppet to the ground, his body was much stronger than when he first entered, and the shēn was like a piece of iron up and down

It's hard, and it's as solid as roots.

After stepping out of the puppet circle, he walked up the steps in the valley, and as soon as he stepped on the first step, he was slashed head-on by a flying sword.

Luo Yan hurriedly took out the Qiankun Liuyun Sword and blocked it outward, and the flying sword fell to the ground and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He stepped up another staircase, when two flying swords appeared at the same time, one left and one right stabbed at his (shēn) body, and with a wave of his arm, he knocked them down again, and the same flying sword landed and disappeared.

As he walked up the third step, four flying swords appeared, and this time in the process of Luo Yan's blow, the flying swords appeared to avoid (qíng), as if there was a soul in each flying sword, controlling their attacks and evasions.

From this moment on, with every step Luo Yan took, the number of flying swords was increasing exponentially, and when he reached the eighth step, one hundred and twenty-eight flying swords had already appeared, and one of his defenses was not well defended, and he was cut on the arm by the long sword.

In a hurry, he hurriedly took a step back, only to find that all the other long swords had disappeared, and a series of fights had caused Luo Yan's true qi to be exhausted, so he took a pill and sat down cross-legged on the spot to breathe.

An hour later, he stood up again (shēn) and walked up the eighth step, and all the original one hundred and twenty-eight flying swords appeared, forming a small sword formation that surrounded him and attacked non-stop.

This kind of training lasted for three months, and when Luo Yan walked to the eighteenth step, a full 100,000 flying swords appeared, and he was injured again and fell to the ground, and then he challenged the eighteenth order seven times in a row, all of which ended in failure, but fortunately, after each failure, he could seriously sum up his experience before starting the next challenge.

Each setback became the motivation for his next advance, and finally in the twelfth challenge, he finally succeeded in shooting down 100,000 long swords.

By the nineteenth step, it was still 100,000 flying swords, but the power was slightly higher than before, and the agility (xìng) of each sword became stronger. Naturally, this time he failed again. Then it was a summary, a challenge, a summary, and a challenge.

Soon, another year passed, and as he stood on the six-hundredth staircase and looked at the remaining four hundred stone steps, his face showed an excited watch (qíng).

His Taixuhua Dragon Sword Technique and Xiao Zhou Tianlong Elephant Sword Technique have made a qualitative leap, and it can be said that they have only achieved the same shape before, but now they have reached the point where they are easy to come by, and they are superb.

At this moment, he was still facing 100,000 flying swords, and each flying sword exerted a power no less than the combat power of a primordial early stage cultivator.

When he stepped onto the six hundred and first steps, the 100,000 flying swords did not fly towards him from all directions as before, but formed a strange sword formation and sucked his (shēn) body directly into it.

Luo Yan felt as if he was in a vast grassland, surrounded by fierce sword qi on every grass and tree, no matter which direction he took

When attacking in the direction, there will be thousands of sharp swords forming an interception momentum, and you will be completely trapped inside.

Gradually, scars appeared on his (shēn), blood stained the green grass on the ground, and after another failed breakthrough, his (shēn) body was swept down by the oncoming sword qi and rolled backwards. In an instant, the steppe vanished, and he was back on the sixhundredth stone steps.

Elder Tian He on the pavilion said regretfully: "Look at it, he is just one step away from standing on the six hundred and one steps. ”

Feng Haixin next to him asked a little worriedly, "Isn't it a little too difficult for him to do this?"

Tian He said: "Holy Maiden rest assured, I know in my heart, I believe that he will be able to stand firm next time, good steel needs to be tempered thousands of times, he will stand on the six hundred level in a year, I have never seen this kind of (qíng) situation, if I don't increase the difficulty for him, it will be spread out in the future, and our Boyu Palace will not be regarded as a market by others." If the saint can't bear it, go back first, and I'll report to you in time if there's anything (qíng). ”

Feng Haixin went down to the attic and walked back, this was the fifth time she had come to see Luo Yan in three years, and now she didn't want Luo Yan to die inside.

The old Taoist priest came back half a month ago, and most of the things on the list were prepared and handed over to her. The few remaining special items need to be searched in a few remote places, so that she should not be in a hurry, and then leave in a hurry.

Back in her pavilion, she took out the black stone again, projected the image (shè) inside, and watched quietly, her father's voice, her mother's smile, and the purple-robed young man all appeared in front of her eyes one by one.

As time passed, Luo Yan came to the thousandth step step by step, and when he stood up, there was no imaginary last hundred thousand flying swords, but only a seemingly ordinary long sword, and a figure condensed by spiritual energy.

Luo Yan's mind changed sharply, and the Qiankun Liuyun Sword turned into nine flying swords to meet him, and after a few collisions of bells, bells, and bells, the opponent's long sword moves changed, drawing several strange arcs in the air, almost without any pause, and slashed towards Luo Yan (shēn) again, faster than before.

After Luo Yan barely resisted three moves, he was forced to retreat (bī). He launched more than a dozen challenges in a row, but he was defeated without more than three moves.

This figure condensed by aura seemed to have become an insurmountable obstacle for him. In the last few moves, Luo Yan was the first to strike each time, but no matter how fast his technique was, the other party seemed to be one step faster than him, and he could accurately judge the direction of his next sword momentum.

Sitting on the 999th level, he began to deliberate in reverse again, and finally stood up (shēn) and stepped on it again, this time in slightly better condition (qíng), but only persevered until the fifth move.