As Zi Rihai's voice came out, twelve doors opened, and twelve students quickly walked out. Liu Feng's heart trembled. These people were about twenty-five or six years old, but their cultivation levels were unexpectedly high.
All of them have reached the second level of Strength Emperor!
Such a level of cultivation actually appeared in a young man in his twenties, which shocked Liu Feng. The power of the academy turned out to be so powerful.
"You are temporarily going to the sixth level space to practice. The master has arranged a space for you to practice!" Zi Rihai's voice was still light, as if these Hungry Emperors in their twenties were no more than that and could not attract any attention from him.
.
"Yes, Tower Master!"
The twelve powerful Emperors of Strength shouted respectfully and disappeared without asking any questions or even raising their heads.
"Sigh... The strength is still too weak. It has been five years since the second grade of the Lihuang Emperor, but there has been little progress. There are still three years left before the big competition between the three major colleges takes place once in a hundred years. I don't know if our Qinglong Empire has gained more cities.
Well, the city will still be lost..."
Zi Rihai's muttering left Liu Feng confused and completely confused!
In the middle room of the seventh-floor space, Zi Rihai gently put Liu Feng down.
"Liu Feng, I know you are still conscious. You should have heard everything just now. From now on, you can stay in the spiritual power tower with peace of mind and recover. Whether you can recover or not depends on you!"
Zi Rihai whispered a few words and then disappeared...
At this moment, there was nothing in the room Liu Feng was in except a big hole in the middle of the ground. The four walls were all made of spiritual power, forming a barrier that could block sight on all sides.
Liu Feng's body was sitting upright on the bed, with a look of joy on his face.
"Shenlong, are you sure?"
As soon as he entered the spiritual power tower, Shenlong sent a message to Liu Feng, and he had an opportunity this time.
"Don't worry, this can be said to be the place with the strongest spiritual power in Totem Continent. With this dragon here, your injuries can not only recover quickly, but also improve a lot. This is really a good place!"
Shenlong rushed out of the Nine Dragon Glazed Spear and appeared in front of Liu Feng, wandering around the room and roaring with joy.
Liu Feng felt relieved. The last time he unleashed the power of a saint, he was in a coma for more than a month. This time Liu Feng really didn't want to be in a coma for such a long time again.
Liu Feng felt strange. The last time he was unconscious, he had no consciousness at all, but this time he could maintain his consciousness. It was incredible.
In this case, Shenlong also gave him an explanation. Last time, it was because his cultivation level was too low, and it was the first time he came into contact with the power of a holy beast soul, so it was inevitable that he would be completely comatose.
But this time it was completely different. He had already gone through a similar experience. Relatively speaking, Liu Feng had some resistance to it. He was able to stay conscious this time. If he had two more times, he might not be in a coma.
.
"Come!"
Liu Feng screamed in his heart, letting the dragon penetrate into his body, while Liu Feng relied on his consciousness to absorb the rich spiritual power!
Since Shenlong's devouring effect is ineffective in space, Liu Feng can only rely on his own efforts to integrate the spiritual power of space, and then introduce it into his body, and then use Shenlong to help him gradually recover from serious injuries in his body.
Time passed like water, and in a blink of an eye, the night turned into day.
"All freshmen are preparing to enter the tower. Remember this. Anyone who enters the spiritual power tower must follow the instructions of the old man inside. Anyone who violates the rules will be expelled from the college!"
The violent lion stood in front of the mountain wall as smooth as a mirror, scolding several freshmen in the junior class he led.
At this time, there are hundreds of people standing in front of the mountain wall. The ten junior classes and the new students admitted this year have all arrived. They are receiving speeches from their respective class teachers and preparing to enter the spiritual power tower.
The Purple Star Sea was suspended above the mountain wall, looking at the energetic new students on the ground with joy. These are the future of Purple League College. The future development of Purple League College is inseparable from everyone's efforts.
"Get in now!"
Zixinghai didn't say any more heroic words and directly opened the entrance on the mountain wall. The Golden Gate appeared, attracting everyone's attention.
When the Golden Gate opened, more than 40 students who exuded strong spiritual power walked out. These were a group of cultivators inside. They came out on their own when their time was up.
The freshmen jumped in and quickly disappeared.
"Everyone, listen up. The Spiritual Power Tower is divided into seven floors. On the first floor, those who are below the fifth level of Totem Power Master can find an unoccupied room to practice. On the second floor, those who are below the fifth level of Totem Power King can practice.
, the cultivation of Totem Power Sect below the second level, the fourth level, the cultivation of Totem Power Sect below the fifth level, the fifth level, the cultivation of Totem Power Sect below the ninth level, the sixth level, the cultivation of Totem Power Emperor, the seventh level, not open for the time being.
.”
The old man appeared in front of the freshmen with a slight bow, looking so frail and pitiful.
He told the freshmen this to inspire everyone's ambition, "The higher each level goes, the richer the spiritual power becomes. Therefore, if you want to obtain a better cultivation environment, then work hard!"
After he finished speaking, regardless of everyone's reaction, he waved his hands, and a burst of rich spiritual power suddenly enveloped everyone. In the blink of an eye, the one hundred people in front of him were reduced by half.
Those left behind were all Totem Masters below the fifth level. The old man asked them to find empty rooms and practice on their own.
The other fifty people were sent to other floors of the tower at the same time.
"This batch of new students is pretty good. Ten force kings of fifth grade have reached the third floor, twenty totem force kings of fifth grade and below have reached the second floor, and there are twenty power sects. The Purple Alliance can be saved, and the Qinglong can be saved." The old man murmured to himself.
He spoke, then his body swayed and disappeared.
The next moment, he had appeared in the space on the seventh floor, stationed at the entrance of the passage, and then disappeared without a trace.
The time of cultivation always passes very quickly, especially the spiritual power tower, an excellent cultivation holy place with a prescribed time, which makes the students unable to stop, and the five days go by in a blink of an eye.
This batch of freshmen went out, with expressions of joy and reluctance on all their faces. They looked back at the increasingly distant Rujing Mountain wall step by step, with reluctance and strong expectations.
"Five days, promoted by one level!" Qing Mingshan clenched his fists in surprise, his knuckles crackling. In just five days, he successfully improved by one level, and has reached the seventh level of Totem Master. This
His speed is truly unbelievable. If he is given a year, he will definitely be able to rise above the fifth level of King of Strength.
It's a pity that every student only has those few days in a month. The total number of days in a year is only a few dozen. Compared with a year, the difference is ten times.