"First, look at what's in the box. ”

Han Jinnai moved quickly, he walked to the box, raised his hand, waved away the dust, and opened the box.

Lying quietly in the box was a piece of emerald jade and a sword-shaped fragment.

"This is a 'timpani jade'. ”

Lin Feng recognized the piece of jade, reached out and picked it up, and the Force stuffed it in.

On the other hand, Han Jinnai's gaze fell on the sword-shaped fragment, and it suddenly brightened. "Fragments of the sword's artistic conception?" The emperor was generous. ”

The fragments of artistic conception are the fragments of "higher-level artistic conception", and the "higher-level artistic conception" can only be cultivated by the strong above the virtual realm.

These "fragments" of higher-order images, once acquired by someone who understands the same image, can quickly improve the image.

This fragment of artistic conception belongs to the soul fragment of the artistic conception of the sword.

If a person can comprehend the artistic conception of the sword, then he can swim through thousands of mountains and rivers in one day.

Even those with the lowest comprehension skills have improved much in the artistic conception of the sword than those with the highest comprehension skills.

Entering the realm of "the artistic conception of the sword", if it is obtained by the owner of the sword, it will be even more terrifying.

"Unfortunately, Brother Ling and I, as well as black, white, and gold, they are useless. ”

Han Chennai shook his head.

Li, at this time Lin, the condensed voice behind the Yuan jade block, a steady voice, "No matter who you are, because you got the solidified sound jade block, then you will pass the first layer of the test "Yi Zhong Guan" I leave...... The first level of the test is rewarded with a "sword of spiritual conception".

"Those who have mastered the artistic conception of the sword, as long as they use this piece of soul fragment, they can quickly raise the artistic conception of the sword to the artistic conception of the 'Three High Swords'!"

The sound is gone here.

"Sword Soul Fragment?"

Lin Feng came back to his senses and looked at the sword-shaped fragment that Jin Nai was holding in his hand.

The sword-shaped shards look just like ordinary glass shards......

But when Lin Feng's spirit touched it, he could feel a very sharp aura being swept out, and that moment would be his spirit.

It doesn't stop there.

In an instant, Lin Feng only felt that his qi and blood were surging, and a sweet meaning rose in his throat, which was difficult to suppress.

"Poof!"

In the end, Lin Feng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Ling Ri, what's wrong with you?"

Han found out about Lin Feng's movements, and couldn't help but change his face and asked in a panic.

。 "Nothing. ”

Lin Feng reached out to wipe the blood from his mouth and shook his head.

But when he saw the fragment of the sword in Hanchennai's hand again, his eyes seemed even more terrifying.

There is only one artistic conception, which directly defeats his spiritual power.

"That fierce breath is clearly the 'artistic conception of the sword'...... This is the 'mood of the high knife'!"

Lin Feng panted. "Luckily, it's just an instinct to protect yourself...... Otherwise, I fear, it will destroy not only my spirit, but also my soul. ”

Advanced artistic conception, also known as "virtual artistic conception".

It is a strong grasp of "artistic conception" in a virtual state, and an amazing power.

Take this "fragment of the sword".

According to the "Condensing Jade Block" just now, it is suspected that it left the information of the "Martial Emperor" to the Sword Emperor's treasury:

This artistic conception is a fragment of the artistic conception of the three high swords.

The three high-level artistic conceptions are comparable to the power of the ancient four-hundred-horned nose dragon......

More than 400 ancient ceratosaurs. What is that?

Even if it is the ninefold martial arts of the Void Cave, regardless of the understanding of "artistic conception", a burst of Yuan Force is comparable to the power of 120 horned nose dragons in ancient times.

Even if you add the "ninth-level artistic conception" which is equivalent to the power of a hundred ancient horned nose dragons, that is only the power of 220 ancient horned nose dragons.

Even those who understood the nine powers of the cave and the "advanced artistic conception" of the Void Realm, regardless of their spiritual vessels, had only the power of three hundred and twenty ancient horned noses.

For Lin Fenglai, the strength of 400 ancient horned nose dragons is undoubtedly a literary number, and his current strength is not as good as 10 ancient horned nose dragons.

And these powers are contained in this piece of artistic conception fragment Zheng

"Brother Lingtian, here. ”

Han Chennai threw the fragments of artistic conception to Lin Feng, as if he was throwing garbage. "This mood is useless to us......"

Artistic conception fragments, only the samurai who understand that kind of "artistic conception" can understand it with its higher "artistic conception".

Just like Lin Feng now.

Unless he knows the art of the sword, even if it is only the art of the low-level sword.

Otherwise, this artistic conception is in his hands, and there is nothing to cherry

However, the fragments in the hands of Lin Feng or Bao Jiang.

Are you kidding me?

This artistic conception is a kind of wealth even for those who fight in the virtual realm, and for those who are strong in the virtual realm.

If you take it out.

Even those who have mastered the artistic conception of the sword, but have not yet mastered the artistic conception of the sword above the third layer, will fight for it.

"Brother Lingtian, we should go down. ”

It wasn't until Han Chennai's voice came from the steps in front of the door that Lin Feng came back to his senses.

"Throw it away. ”

Lin Feng put away the fragment of the artistic conception of the sword in his hand, answered Chennai's call, and went downstairs with Chennai.

At this time, Lin Feng tried to suppress his excitement.

The steps were long, and there was a gray mist in front of them.

Lin Feng and Han Chennai passed through the shuttle, walking all the way down the stairs, until they reached the ground, and the fog in front of them gradually disappeared.

That's it.

Shout, shout, shout!

...

A gust of wind blew and suddenly blew from a distance.

Before Lin Feng could raise his head, he felt a gust of wind hit his body, and his clothes and robes were rolled up.

When Lin Feng raised his head, he saw a constantly rotating "tornado" coming towards him and Han Jinnai.

Tornadoes lined up and filled the huge cavern on the second floor of the Sword Emperor's Treasury with no way out.

At the moment, Lin and Han have two options.

First, go back to the first layer.

Second, hard work!

Once they break through the tornado line that connects the caves like a defensive barrier, they will be able to move to the second level.

The "reward" on the second floor must be at the end of the cave.

Seeing this line tornado blowing closer and closer, the entire Lin Feng seemed to float.

"At least a few hundred meters away from me...... If it gets any closer, won't it away?"

Lin Feng smiled sadly.

"Brother Ling Ri, let's rush over. ”

Han called Lin Feng, and then the whole person seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning, flew out, and rushed towards the oncoming tornado.

Sou!

In the blink of an eye, Han Chennai passed through a row of tornadoes and disappeared in front of Lin Feng.

Hankinnai.

A tornado of this magnitude was no threat to her.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and followed.

"Wind and clouds!

When Lin Feng came out of his body, the force between his legs suddenly jumped up, and "wind and thunder" sounded almost at the same time, cutting through the sky.

Sou!

Lin Feng turned into a hurricane, and the tornado swept across the entire row.

For a moment, Lin Feng only felt that there was a strong resistance to stop him.

This resistance is getting stronger and stronger!

Gradually, Lin Feng's speed slowed down involuntarily, not that he didn't want to go any further, but that the wind he was facing was too strong.

This is the power of nature.

Lin Feng continued to struggle forward, and soon tornadoes struck one after another.

Fortunately, Lin Feng raised the "Yuan Liguang Mask" in time to protect his body, otherwise, at this moment, he would even be directly twisted into pieces.

Still, his mask is crumbling.

The power of the tornado, too powerful.

"Take a maximum of five breaths and the mask will be broken. ”

Lin Feng realized this and was a little impatient.

At his current rate, it would undoubtedly be difficult for him to break through the tornado in five breaths.

"Now there are only two paths in front of me!" First, go back to the original level; Second, let Chennai help me. ”

Lin Feng took a deep breath, and this thought suddenly turned around.

There's no way he's going back to the first layer.

But let Chennai help him......

It was a simple thing, but he was subconsciously reluctant to do it.

Did he ask Chennai to do anything for him in this treasure trove?

Without Chennai, he can't go further?

"On the first floor of "The Treasure Hall of the Sword Emperor", if Chennai doesn't take action, even if I can pass, I won't participate in "Fragment of the Artistic Conception of the Sword" Zheng"

At least a big husband, so that Lin Feng has always relied on Han Chennai, he can't do it.

At least, if he turned to Hankinai now, he wouldn't be able to.

There is no way to go through the mind.

“~~”

A piercing cry came from his ears, making Lin Feng return to the side of the gods.

"Kim, I'll help you get through this!"

Lin Feng looked at the golden rat on his shoulder, his eyes becoming more and more tenacious. "In the past, I didn't have Chennai by my side.

Thinking that as soon as he fell, the layer of power light mask on Lin Feng's body was instantly distorted into pieces by the tornado.

And Lin Feng's whole person was completely exposed to the tornado.

"Let's go!"

Lin Feng looked around, and through the tornadoes, he could vaguely see Han Chennai looking at him at another degree.

In the blink of an eye, the Force shot at Lin Feng's feet, the wind was cold, and a layer of earthy yellow rigidity appeared on the surface of his body, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a cannonball, rushing forward.

However, from the pressure of the tornado in the air, or a heavy blow to his body, cracks appeared on the surface of the yellow gas that shook the ball as he vibrated it.

Tuhuang Gangqi is Lin Feng's defensive skill displayed under the speed of fire, the dragon's protective body.

After all, Lin Feng had only understood the 'potential of the first acquaintance with the earth', and the defensive strength of the "Dragon Talisman" was very weak, and it was blown to pieces by the dragon and phoenix.

Walk the dust of the mask behind the power of light.

The wind blew all over and pressed on Lin Feng's body, making Lin Feng breathless, a little out of breath.

"No matter how strong a tornado is, it's wind...... Could it be that I have already comprehended the "artistic conception of the wind" and should be planted in the hands of this tornado?"

Lin Feng's heart was full of unwillingness.

And on the surface of his body, a constantly cyan post qi is rising.

The mood of the gale!

However, the "artistic conception of a heavy" could not withstand the pressure of the tornado, and was suppressed in an instant.

Lin Feng saw that the "wind" was about to be broken, but he calmed down.

"Tornado...... Wind...... Why should I fight it?"

In an instant, the artistic conception of a gust of wind rose in Lin Feng's heart, and the whole person felt the sharp and huge impact in the tornado.

Gradually, Lin Feng seemed to have some kind of epiphany, only to feel that he had become light, as if he had some kind of opportunity with the tornado.

The wind moved, and let the tornado sweep him up.

"Brother Lingtian!"

At this time, Han on the other side waited for a while and found that Lin Feng had not come over, so he hurriedly set off and crossed the tornado again.

When she was about to help Lin Feng, she saw a tornado flying over with Lin Feng.

For a moment, she even hallucinated.

The Ling Ri brothers seem to be one with the tornado.

"Brother Ling... It makes sense. ”

Hankinai seemed to see something.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

At this time, a figure walked down from the staircase of the Sword Emperor Treasure Tower and came to the staircase of the Sword Emperor Treasure Tower.

It was someone else who entered the treasure house of the Sword King.

In an instant, their clothes and robes made the sound of hunting, and then they spotted a whole row of tornadoes.

"Someone in the wind!"

Soon, there was a finger of his eyes, and he saw a purple figure flying up from the tornado.

"This is Brother Ling!"

Dong Ming let out a swordsman

"The artistic conception of the double wind!"

At that moment, suddenly an excited voice caught everyone's attention.

And then everyone saw it.

Lin Feng fixed his body in the tornado, letting the tornado sweep away and not move the mountain.

。 After a few moments, the tornado seemed to have lost its purpose, completely ignoring Duan Ling and passing directly through Duan Ling.

And Duanling was hanging in the air, there was a spreading green gang qi around his body, and in the gap above his head, there were also two ancient dragon phantoms.

The artistic conception of the double wind!

Duan Ling's attainments in "The Wind of Artistic Conception" have reached a higher level.

"After all, it's thanks to a tornado. ”

Watching the tornado on the other side sweep out, Duan Ling thought to herself.

At the same time, a smile appeared on his lips.

The breakthrough of the "artistic conception of the wind" also means that his strength is at a higher level, stronger than the power of the ancient horned nose dragon.

"Brother Ling, your comprehension is so high...... In fact, in the tornado, you can experience the "double wind of artistic conception".

I don't know when, Han Chennai came to Duan Ling's side and exclaimed.

Duan Ling smiled bitterly.

If he hadn't been forced, he wouldn't have thrown a duck on the shelf and been forced into a tornado to understand the 'mood of the wind'.

The stakes are too high.

Of course, he didn't come up with it out of thin air.

Because he knew that if he was really in danger, Chennai would come to his rescue.

Because of this, he chose to fight!

Otherwise, he would risk his life.

Although he was reluctant to rely too much on Han Chennai, he couldn't care so much about life and death.

Sou!

Suddenly, Duanling heard a gust of wind whistling behind him.

Then a group of people took the lead and flew to the front of the cave, with great momentum.

Duan Ling took a closer look and recognized this person.

It's the old man in blue, Hu Lao.

At this time, Hu Lao ran into the distance, and suddenly, a burst of heat swept from the distance.

"It's ...... Fire?"

Looking at the flames diffusing in the distance, Duan Lingtong couldn't help but shrink.

These flames came from nowhere.

"It seems that this second layer also has a lot of lines. ”

Han Jinnai's eyes flashed and said.