After advancing to the spiritual realm, with the tempering of the fire of Nirvana, not only his physical body, but also his spirit.
Heilong looked at Yang Xiaobao boredly. It had been a while since Yang Xiaobao sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to ponder. Heilong was a little impatient.
This kid just sits like this, doesn't practice, and doesn't do anything. It's really a bit weird to just sit like this.
Could it be that I want to compete with him for a lifetime?
That's a really stupid idea.
Fifteen hours passed, and the black dragon endured the erosion of the cracked light of the mirror above his head. Not only could he not move around, but he also felt the burning pain at all times.
But this was already numb to him, and he endured it for hundreds of years, which was nothing at all.
His center of gravity has been on Yang Xiaobao, who was still sitting quietly below, and he is becoming more and more curious about who this kid is.
The strength of the second level of the Talent Spirit Realm actually has mental power comparable to the peak of the Spirit Realm, which is rare.
Mental power is very difficult to cultivate. Apart from special medicinal materials and elixirs, some holy places can hone their spirits.
Could it be the children of the Holy Land?
Black Dragon thought about denying this idea, how could the disciples of the Holy Land run to this ghost place?
At this time, Yang Xiaobao below suddenly woke up.
Yang Xiaobao stood up and waved his head, smiling.
A full fifteen hours passed and he also got what he wanted!
And it is a good thing that can break through all the next level cards!
He moved his muscles and bones a little, and then walked towards the area just now with arrogant steps.
His confident face even the black dragon looking above was shaken by it. After a simple sleep, can he have a way to break through from here?
Then, the moment Yang Xiaobao entered it, he was crushed by the terrifying pressure around him so much that he couldn't lift his head!
If the Black Dragon can move, he will definitely go down and beat Yang Xiaobao. What kind of strength do you have to count? Still pretending in front of him?
And this is still in Yang Xiaobao's prediction.
"From my current physical strength, even if I break through to the third level of the Spiritual Realm, I may not be able to withstand it!"
He just wanted to simply test it, and it was very important to know his depth.
The pressure around him became heavier and heavier, and Yang Xiaobao could already feel the flesh and blood on the bones of his limbs and bones began to collapse.
Zhuxian Sword!
That's right, this was given to him by Di Yuan.
He has always been placed in the space treasure because the weapon is too high.
At this moment, when Yang Xiaobao took out the sword of Zhuxian, the pressure around him disappeared in an instant.
Yang Xiaobao inserted the Zhuxian Sword into the ground, got up from the dry ground, and patted the dust on his body.
As we went deeper, the swamp of death disappeared completely, and was replaced by the flat ground cut by the terrifying sword intent.
If these sword intents are described as terrifying, then the sword intent in Zhuxian Sword is unparalleled!
Using sword intent to break the sword intent is the most direct and domineering way that Yang Xiaobao can think of.
Unfortunately, even if he holds the Zhuxian Sword, his current strength cannot be used, which is a bit embarrassing situation.
Fortunately, even if it cannot be used, the sword intent on the Zhuxian Sword still exists, and it exudes unparalleled sword intent in Yang Xiaobao's hands all the time!
The sword intent around these is naturally the only choice to avoid it.
Above, the black dragon, who was already bored, stared wide at the eyes. What was the boy holding in his hand?!
A sword, a terrible sword.
Even though the sword did not show any brilliant brilliance, it still brought him the most direct perception impact.
An insurmountable sense of power gap burst into his heart.
"Boy, who are you?!"
In his ears, Yang Xiaobao frowned and covered his ears to avoid being disturbed by the roar. He knew that he would be noticed abnormally if he took out the Zhuxian Sword.
Sure enough.
But he ignored the other party. Anyway, as long as he didn't break the stone, the guy wouldn't be able to leave, and it would be nothing to be seen.
And with the super weapon of Zhuxian Sword, how could Yang Xiaobao still tiptoe? Of course, he had to make a lot of strides!
Taking steps, Yang Xiaobao felt no pressure at all, and held the hilt of the Zhuxian Sword tightly and continued to walk in.
The third place is a simple past.
The fourth stone tablet appeared, and the sword marks on it were even more terrifying, but under the sword intent of Zhu Xian Sword, he could only bow down and surrender.
Yang Xiaobao didn't have time to care about who left this, but chose to continue walking inside and pass the fourth stage smoothly.
It even took less than ten breaths.
Yang Xiaobao arrived at the entrance of the fifth stage. This time it was no longer a stone tablet, but a sword, whose sword was named Youyue.
The pressure around was very small and almost negligible, and Yang Xiaobao still took ten breaths to pass.
When he arrived at the sixth stage, he was no longer a sword, but seven swords, with sword intent everywhere, and there were no longer flat bottoms around him, but huge sword marks with potholes.
Yang Xiaobao held the Zhuxian Sword's hand tightly and tried even harder. Now that he has come here, without the sword intent of Zhuxian Sword, he may be shattered by these sword intents in an instant.
There was a little pressure, but it had no meaning to Yang Xiaobao, so I passed it directly.
In the seventh stage, a small sword tomb with nearly thirty swords inserted into it. When Yang Xiaobao stepped into it, the pressure that Yang Xiaobao could feel was equivalent to one tenth of the second stage.