The divine light flashed, Wang Gan felt a chill in his eyebrows, and a mysterious thought merged into his soul.

This is a passage of scripture. After just a little insight, Wang Gan felt that the endless sharp breath made his soul shatter. The severe pain made him unable to help but groan.

Space cutting magic!

In just seven short words, the mysterious and darkness seems to be shattering countless spaces!

Resisting the discomfort, Wang Gan read the whole scripture aside and finally realized what a terrible magical power he had obtained.

The great magical art of space cutting is definitely a pure magical art of killing and killing. It collects the power of space and condenses the divine talisman. After the immortal art is successful, a magical art will be used to cut countless powers of space into crazily. No matter how strong the material is, it will be crushed in front of the great magical art of space cutting.

"What a great Taoist tower, there is such a magical art that has spread. This has already involved the rules of space. I continue to practice this magic, and my understanding of space in the future will definitely be twice the result with half the effort."

Wang Gan was excited. This space-cutting magic is extremely powerful. On the one hand, it is more important that through this magic, he can gradually understand the laws of the Great Dao of Space, which are also the most powerful among the many great Dao laws.

Many immortals on the other seeking Taoist platform also looked ecstatic, and obviously they had received a powerful inheritance.

The divine light was dim, and the void roared. The platform of seeking Taoism was slowly disappearing, and the figures of Wang Gan and others had disappeared.

The test of the first level of the seventh level has been passed.

Only at this time can it be considered a large-scale elimination. Now there are only the last nine people left. The rest either die in the test of the previous few days or are directly teleported out, completely losing this opportunity for the Dao Shenzang.

As soon as he entered the eighth heaven, Wang Gan was in a storm. Looking around, there were space storms everywhere, with silver-white light constantly cutting, endless, like abyss and sea. Beside him, a layer of light green film enveloped his body, so that he would not be strangled into pieces by the storm storm that stirred everywhere in an instant.

As soon as the divine thought moved, Wang Gan explored a thread of spiritual consciousness, his face turned pale, and he felt that the power of spiritual consciousness was completely destroyed in an instant.

The space storm in the Dao Tower is completely different from the space storm in the practice world. It is too powerful. If it is in the practice world, Wang Gan's strength is enough to travel through the void. If the space storm is encountered in the space fault fracture, as long as it is not too large, it is not much dangerous for an existence like him. However, the space storm here is completely different and is not of the same level at all.

Wang Gan just thought for a while and understood the mystery. This is the Dao Tower. Originally, the space here is much more stable and solid than the cultivation world. As he walked up one after another, the space inside the tower was even more solid and terrifying. This is the world of the eighth heaven. The more stable the space is, the more terrifying the power of the space storm. This is the rule of the Dao of Space between heaven and earth, and it is the same everywhere.

That's why Wang Gan's face changed drastically and his heart became completely solemn, and he never dared to be careless any more.

"Did this world of the eighth level change according to the opportunity inheritance that everyone gets in the seventh level? I have obtained the great magical art of space cutting. When I come here, there will be space storms everywhere. The power of space is as rich as the sea. It is an excellent place for practicing this magical art, but this place is really too dangerous."

Wang Gan watched the light green light shield around him dim down, and knew that this layer of protection was about to disappear soon. He smiled bitterly, and there was no other way. He could only rely entirely on his own strength to survive here.

After a few breaths, with a puff, the light green light shield completely disappeared, and a silver storm instantly rushed towards Wang Gan. The rich space power almost formed a substance, sharp and terrifying. A sensation suddenly appeared in Wang Gan's heart. Even he felt that his skin was trembling. This was the feeling of a powerful threat coming.

"There is no way. If I want to survive in this place, I must practice the great magic of space cutting. Only in this way can I save my life. Otherwise, I will be wiped out by this infinite space blade to ashes."

Looking at the silver lights in front of me, forming countless shapes, swords, guns, swords and halberds, all kinds of magic weapons and weapons seemed to be flooded together. And looking around, there was a piece of silver and white everywhere in my sight, without a second color. Sometimes, terrifying space storms of millions of feet appeared, and endless silver divine lights exploded, extremely terrifying.

The line of life and death is the real moment of life and death. Wang Gan is very clear that even with the strength of his body and the blessing of his martial will, facing the endless power of space cutting, it will not last long. If he cannot comprehend the great magic of space cutting in the shortest time and practice to a certain extent, it will be ten deaths without birth.

With a loud shout, Wang Gan's eyes were sharp, and a terrifying green light shot out, and a second color appeared in a silver-white world.

All the potential, the soul in the front, all the inspiration, and all the spirit were concentrated on a profound and mysterious scripture. Wang Gan began to fully understand the great magic of space cutting, because if he failed, he would only die, and he didn't want to die.

It can be said that at this moment, Wang Gan had no choice but to gamble. If his physical body had not completely collapsed before he successfully practiced the Great Immortal Art of Cutting Space, he would be able to survive, otherwise there would be no hope.

It seemed that he felt Wang Gan's peerless crisis. His soul trembled. His arms, heart, and where the supreme body was, terrifying energy emerged, turning into surging green water flows and continuously blending into his soul. At this moment, Wang Gan's soul was transforming wildly. In the blink of an eye, he felt that the world was different from then on.

On the side of temperament, Wang Gan's soul seemed to suddenly become desolate, simple, vast and majestic, as if there had been a long and long period of time, and the ancient gods of the Supreme Chaos Age came across time and space.

Inspiration exploded and insight increased greatly. Wang Gan never felt that he was so clear-headed and his wisdom increased greatly.

The mysterious words, sharp mystery, and the secrets of cutting are all rippling in the heart, and many mysterious understandings appear in the heart.

Pup! A series of silver-white sharp edges were like thousands of swords, and they all slammed on Wang Gan's body. Terrifying scars appeared. The jade-like bones were covered with marks, and some even had thick cracks, which would be destroyed into ashes at any time.

The large piece of flesh and blood disappeared, and the endless power of space was like countless brushes that wiped away Wang Gan’s flesh and blood.

In less than three breaths, in the endless space storm, only a thick white bone skeleton was left. All Wang Gan's flesh and blood disappeared in a short time. I don't know how many Nine-turn divine talismans were directly wiped out by the terrifying power and sharpness.

The great damage to the vitality is the real big damage. If it weren't for the magic of the Nine-Turn Body Refining Art, Wang Gan would have died long ago.

Roar! An invisible roar erupted, and heavy silver-white divine lights were stirred up. In the silver-white world, infinite mysterious lights bloomed on the broken skeletons, and countless seals formed in an instant, making a crackling sound, almost breaking.

The next moment, pure silver lights appeared on the tips of Wang Gan's fingers, outlining a mysterious and profound rune. No one could tell the shape of this rune clearly, or the rune had no shape, and the mysterious and mysterious, the hollow and deep aura appeared, and endless mystery was hidden in it. Just one glance at it, it could swallow the soul of the human soul and cut it into pieces.

Huh, the mighty wind was rippling. In this space, wisps of silver-white divine light were sucked over and merged into the mysterious and deep runes. At a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, the rune expanded wildly, expanding to a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, protecting the body of the king's skeleton-shaped body, like a silver canopy hanging above the head. Any space power storm was sucked by the huge rune and absorbed into the power of the rune itself.

Wang Gan's mind moved, and his only remaining heart and arms suddenly burst out with vast energy, like the Yangtze River, endless. With one breath, tens of millions of Nine-turn divine talismans condensed, forming his body again.

After breaking, the power in the supreme body absorbed this time can be pure and more majestic. Wang Gan felt that his physical body had improved again. Nine-turn divine talismans were like diamond pearls and jade, indestructible. Each divine talisman contained his will. From then on, as long as there was a Nine-turn divine talisman remaining, even if Wang Gan's physical body and soul were killed into powder, he could still be reborn from this divine talisman and live for a lifetime. It would only consume a lot of energy during this period.

I was secretly happy in my heart. This ability to save my life is too powerful. At this moment, I am truly immortal.

One step, only one step away, Wang Gan’s Nine-Turn Body Refining Technique can break through the eighth turn level and reach an unprecedented level.

He let out a long breath, and at this moment he truly relaxed. Finally, he was no longer in danger of his life. When his divine thoughts moved, he felt a huge talisman hanging above his head, like a giant gluttonous beast, constantly swallowing and spitting out the endless power of space around him.

This fairy art rune is very powerful, invisible and invisible. There is only a dark black line that keeps circulating and flowing. This black line is the sharpest existence in the world. It is just that the divine consciousness is sensed, and Wang Gan has a feeling of shattering his spiritual sense. This is the fairy art rune he condensed himself. If it is used to fight against the enemy, its power will naturally be even more terrifying.

The great magic of space cutting was finally understood by Wang Gan at this moment.
Chapter completed!