In the trial room, Cheng Ling's face was pale, cold sweat seeped out of his forehead and slid down his cheeks, and a sense of weakness from his soul to his body emerged, making it difficult for him to even stand, and the long sword in his hand almost fell off the ground.

The sword just now almost consumed its true element, physical strength, and spiritual power. The body and the true yuan are fine, and they are gradually recovering, but there is a feeling of weakness in the soul, as if the brain is overused, and there are bursts of tingling pain.

That sword successfully condensed the sword momentum onto the sword and released it, and the attack power was earth-shattering. But this kind of killing move can only be used once in the process of fighting the enemy. When it is used up, its own energy is exhausted, and there is no room for resistance.

This kind of swordsmanship is still much inferior to that used by swordsmen. How can you be like a swordsman, condense the sword momentum, increase the power of the sword, and at the same time control the strength of the output sword momentum?

After thinking about it hard, he didn't even look at the reward for passing the level, and the whole person was immersed in the feeling of hitting the sword.

Under the huge pressure of the swordsman, under the situation of crisis, the potential is fully stimulated, and he releases a sword that he can't usually use at all, beyond his own limits.

And now, it is necessary to seize the aura of that moment, release that incredible sword again, and then master this sword.

"The sword momentum is formless and colorless, invisible and intangible, but it is the embodiment of a sword cultivator's profound understanding of swordsmanship, and his own spirit and spirit are united and condensed like a sword. ”

"Casting the sword momentum, not only consumes the true yuan, but also physical and mental strength, you can feel the flow of the sword momentum formed by the condensation of the spirit and spirit, but when you want to condense the sword momentum into the sword in your hand, it seems to be blocked by something, and it cannot be achieved!"

After an hour, the physical strength and true element were restored. He stood up, and there was an aura all over his body, which was condensed as one, and his spirit and spirit were completely one, and he could send and receive them freely.

After a period of comprehension, although I still haven't fully comprehended, how to gather the sword momentum on the sword and release it to form a powerful attack, but I am much more proficient in the control of the sword momentum, and I have taken a big step forward from the entry stage.

But that's not enough. If you can't do what you want, you can't use that sword skillfully. And the way of casting needs to be changed, not a one-time release, but a part of it to increase the power of the swordsmanship.

Now, it is only the first level of the Heavenly Dao Pass, and the condensed swordsman has such a method, if he can't master it proficiently, maybe the second level will be defeated, or even wiped out.

"Pressure, I need enough pressure! Only under strong pressure can I stimulate my own potential, hit that sword again, and get more insights from it!"

"The true yuan and physical strength have been restored, and only mental power is left, so hurry up. ”

He took out two pills from the ring and swallowed them without hesitation. Those two pills, called the Revenge God Pill, were a kind of pill that restored the consumption of spiritual power, which was very expensive and extremely rare. Before Cheng Ling came to the Sword Shrine Secret Realm, he only bought ten.

With the strength of his mental power, if he wants to return to his peak state, he needs two. In other words, Cheng Ling only has five such chances, and once the elixir is exhausted, if he wants to recover, he can only rely on time to accumulate.

In the secret realm of trials, defeat the swordsman in the level, if you don't get a reward, you can delay a little time. But this time is also limited, within five hours, if you don't get the reward, the swordsman will automatically conjure, and the reward will disappear.

Therefore, relying on the accumulation of time to restore mental power is completely insufficient, and can only rely on the medicinal power of the elixir.

The medicinal power of the Rejuvenation Pill was slowly absorbed, and after two hours, the medicinal power was digested and the spiritual power returned to its peak state.

He didn't pay close attention to the rewarded item, but it just looked like a material, so he took it off directly, put it in the ring, and was fully guarded against the conjured swordsman.

It's just that soon, his face changed, and the swordsman who conjured up was not one, but two! Now, the pressure is even greater, but fortunately, the strength of the aura is the same as before, and they are all five-star sword venerable level. If your strength is improved, you don't have to fight, just admit defeat and give up the challenge.

His heart beat sharply, and the hands holding the Chunyuan Sword trembled slightly. The blood in the body seemed to be boiling, and I couldn't imagine that in the face of such a situation, I had a feeling of excitement, how could I not find out that I had the potential to be belligerent.

The swordsman's body was condensed, and two extremely strong pressures came from the surface. Cheng Ling greeted him, if he didn't want to admit defeat, then he would face the battle, and the brave would win when they met on a narrow road, as long as they dared to show their swords, there would be a glimmer of hope.

The pressure of the two swords is like a violent wind, like a torrential rain, like a mountain overturning, like a lake and a sea churning. Cheng Ling is like a flat boat in a storm in the ocean, with the ups and downs of the huge waves, he can only try his best to stabilize his body and prevent it from capsizing.

In his mind, the speed of sword fusion increased exponentially. Soon, from the original three percent, to forty percent, the application of the sword momentum, inspiration burst out.

Sensing the swordsmanship's swordsmanship and observing the skills of each of their swords, gradually, the essence of the previous sword flashed in his mind.

Subconsciously the mind moved, the spirit and spirit were united, and the sword momentum was surging and converging like a sword, confronting the powerful momentum of the suppression.

As if sensing Cheng Ling's resistance, the sword momentum from the oppression was even more violent, like a thunderous roar, and the more and more intense pressure invaded, breaking the earth.

The huge pressure made Cheng Ling enter a strange state, as if he had returned to the first level to face the terrible swordsman, and he was about to be suppressed under the sword momentum and never turn over.

It was purely instinct, and the pure yuan sword in his hand struck out, and his own spirit and spirit surged towards the long sword like water. There were two swordsmen on the other side, and he had to suppress the surging spirits, but in that feeling, the ability to suppress was greatly weakened.

An invisible but incomparably powerful edge condensed, slashed out, or took away at least fifty percent of the spirit spirit, and blasted towards the swordsman on the left.

There was a loud bang, and a vacuum was faintly seen being pierced in the countless strong wind air currents, and the surrounding air currents were stunned, and that vacuum rushed towards the swordsman on the left side at lightning speed, and in an instant, the opponent's entire body turned into powder.

This sword, which hits the flaw of the swordsman, produces greater power than the first level. The moment I retained this sword, I felt tired. It is necessary to kill the remaining swordsmen as soon as possible, otherwise, if you consume fifty percent of your strength, you will not be able to resist it at all.

The second sword struck out, completely integrating the remaining essence and spirit into it. One of the two swordsmen died suddenly, and the momentum of joining forces was broken, and the flaws were instantly revealed, and it was a sword aimed at again, and the remaining swordsman followed in the footsteps of the previous one.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, he couldn't stand anymore, his knees weakened, one leg knelt down, and the Chunyuan Sword supported his body to prevent himself from falling. His eyes were bursting with a dazzling light.

"I see, I finally understand......" Heartfelt joy welled up in his heart, and with two swords in a row, he successfully gathered and condensed the sword momentum on the sword in his hand, turning it into an endless and powerful edge and slashing out.

The experience of these two swords is simply invaluable. He hurriedly grabbed out two Restoration Pills, took out another True Yuan Fruit, and recovered with all his might.

The success of the two swords is far from enough, and it is necessary to realize it again and strive to reach the swordsman's level

At that level, each sword has a bonus effect.

After two hours, the recovery is complete, and the rewards for clearing the level are ready to welcome the swordsman!

In the third level, the difficulty is increased again. In the central area, four illusory figures began to transform.

Cheng Ling was taken aback, the four swordsmen were by no means something that could be resisted now. I can't say, I have to strike first.

Without the slightest hesitation, he held the True Yuan Fruit in his left hand, and continuously entered the True Yuan into the Pure Yuan Sword with his right hand. In the second before the swordsman's body was condensed, the killing move was brewing, like a lightning bolt, slashing through the dazzling light and bombarding it in a straight line.

"God Thunder!"

Fusing the essence of the four swordsmanship, the power of the Divine Thunder was insynchronous, and it passed through the first swordsman in an instant, and the subsequent power had not dissipated, and continued to bombard the second swordsman.

The first swordsman was scattered as soon as he was transformed, and the second swordsman was also beaten to the point that only half of his body was left, and there was not much combat power left.

Cheng Ling hurriedly began to absorb the energy of the True Yuan Fruit, cast his skills, and fought with the remaining two swordsmen.

This time, he was a trick, taking advantage of the gap in the swordsman's body to rush to the rescue, and to win a hint of the first, and the difficulty of passing the level dropped by half.

There are no more than two swordsmen, and they are not vegetarians, and they also have to face strong pressure. He could only try his best to recall the two swords in the second level, integrate his consciousness into them, and comprehend the application of the sword momentum.

After a long time, I finally found that feeling again, and suppressed the spirit of the fight, and only used one-third of my strength to kill the third swordsman, leaving the last swordsman, after fighting a little, with a quarter of the strength to kill him!

This time, Cheng Ling didn't feel a strong sense of weakness. He closed his eyes and thought carefully about the two swords just now, and the feeling was like a mist, a little clearer than before. It's just not enough, and there are others that are shrouded and can't figure out the direction.

An hour later, the fog decreased a little, and he struck a sword with his hand, this time, down to a tenth. I closed my eyes again and realized that after half an hour, it dropped to one in the fifties.

"Not enough, not enough! Even one-fiftieth of the cost is still huge, and it is in vain if you can't use it skillfully. It is necessary to ensure that each sword integrates the essence and spirit into it, and the power of fusion must be reduced to a minimum!"

After another half an hour, it was reduced to one hundredth, but unfortunately the second time the sword came out, it couldn't be fused. He closed his eyes again and pondered, scrutinizing each step. From the fusion of essence and spirit to the process of injecting the long sword, the speed of delivery is replayed in my mind like a movie.

The time of five hours was about to come, and before the last quarter of an hour, Cheng Ling suddenly opened his eyes and struck out with a sword. This sword is light and fluttering, like a white cloud drifting by, and the breeze is blowing, but the destructive power it can produce is amazing. As far as the sword could reach, it was like a sharp blade, cutting air and space in half!

"One in 500 is finally beginning to take shape, but unfortunately there is too little time, so I can only use it first, and then I will go deeper later. ”

When I opened my eyes, I was about to get the reward, but when I looked, the circular aperture did not appear. I wondered in my heart, what was going on? Before the time of five hours had arrived, and the swordsman had not yet conjured up, what about the reward? Where did the reward go? Could it have been hacked by that elf?

ps: The superior leader checked, and he was so busy that the soles of his feet were smoking. The time for coding words has been greatly reduced, so I can only say sorry to all book friends. I only posted one chapter yesterday, and I grabbed it before 12 o'clock. But please rest assured, I will try my best to keep it, and strive to write a little more!