Chapter 1717 The fourth floor of the underground palace! (1 more)
Strong energy fluctuations, different colors, eight colors of divine light, complement each other!
Eight completely different aura fluctuations impacted each other, and the entire third floor of the Xuanjian Underground Palace trembled violently, as if a major earthquake was coming and was about to collapse.
"What's going on?"
Elsewhere on the third floor of the Xuanjian Underground Palace, the warriors felt the violent vibrations of the Xuanjian Underground Palace, and their expressions suddenly changed, and they were horrified.
"Oh? Is the fourth level about to open? We need to speed up."
"Sima Xu", who had regained consciousness, looked up and could vaguely see eight rays of light of different colors in the distance. He suddenly said to himself, his Yuan Power exploded, his speed suddenly tripled, and he flew away.
Even if he is the resurrection of the ancient undead sleeping here, he is still unable to fly due to the sword pressure of the Xuanjian underground palace.
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The eight formation monuments shine brightly, and the ordinary stone monuments around them fall down in rows, which looks quite spectacular.
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and saw a magical scene.
I saw eight rays of light of different colors colliding at the center of the eight stone tablets, and countless sparks splashed away.
Gradually, a ball of light with eight colors appeared in the center of the eight stone tablets. It started from the size of a fist and continued to expand. In the blink of an eye, it reached the size of a human head, and it continues to grow.
In less than ten breaths, the eight colors of light continued to absorb eight kinds of power and expanded to two meters in diameter. Finally, they were fixed. The eight array tablets seemed to have exhausted their energy, and no more energy leaked out.
Everyone opened their eyes and stared at the light group in the center. Energy of eight different attributes was constantly circulating and colliding in it.
"It's about to be turned on."
All the warriors stared closely at the ball of light, feeling a little nervous inside.
Within the light group, the eight-color divine light was extremely fast. Under the collision, it became confused and seemed to merge into one.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying explosion like a divine thunder from the sky rang out from within the light group and spread like waves. Waves of sound invaded in all directions, blowing the surrounding gray aura like a surging wave.
In the center of the light group, a bit of gray appeared, expanded in the blink of an eye, filled the entire light group, and stretched into a gray light door.
"Boy Lingfeng, this is the entrance to the fourth floor. It appears for a very short time, so you must hurry up!"
The bitch reminded.
"The entrance appears, go."
Wang Bodang gave a low shout, moved his body, and rushed towards the gray light door with a "swish" sound. Xu Jie and the swordsman in purple also moved at almost the same moment, and the three of them rushed into the gray light door almost side by side.
The remaining geniuses from the Western Sword Region also reacted quickly, using their skills one by one to rush across a distance of several hundred meters and rush towards the gray light gate.
Ling Feng and Jianlu looked at each other, not willing to lag behind, and rushed in quickly.
From the moment the gray light door opened to this moment, less than ten breaths of time had passed.
Immediately afterwards, the gray light door began to shrink. It only took one breath to shrink to half of its original size, and it would disappear after another breath.
Soon after, a figure came out across hundreds of meters like a meteor, rushing into the gray light door. The moment he just entered, the gray light door closed and disappeared, everything returned to normal, and the previous scene seemed like
The hallucination caused some warriors who felt the strange movement to come and didn't understand why.
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After a brief period of blindness, everyone finally entered the fourth level of the legendary Xuanjian Underground Palace.
As soon as you enter the fourth floor, the three major camps are immediately distinct.
As for some disciples who have not yet joined the camp, they are all divided among the three major camps. After all, in this fourth level, there are many crises. Having a strong leader will undoubtedly provide greater guarantee for one's own safety.
Xu Jie, in particular, seems to be very well-informed. When he opened the formation monument, his performance convinced many people, so almost half of his team gathered together.
The warriors from the three major camps quickly dispersed.
Naturally, Ling Feng would not join any team. Jianlu had once entered the fourth level. His understanding of the fourth level of the Xuanjian Underground Palace was unmatched by others.
Move forward, keep moving forward!
The space on this fourth floor is like an independent world, with a gray sky. The clouds floating in the sky are like lead condensation, as if they are about to fall and crush the earth, which makes people feel depressed and cramped!
The ground under your feet is not littered with bones like on the first floor, nor does it have the scene of stone monuments everywhere, but there is a strange aura emanating from it, as if there are many illusions, and it is easy for people to get lost in it.
Ling Feng was like a lonely traveler, walking on this strange land. The air around him was filled with thick gray mist. His consciousness was suppressed to the extreme, and it was almost impossible to let it out.
Even Jianlu, in order to prevent him from getting lost with Ling Feng, returned to the Five Elements Heavenly Palace and communicated with Ling Feng through a divine consciousness contract.
At this time, Ling Feng was moving in the direction told by Jianlu. Unlike other warriors who entered here, Ling Feng had a clear goal.
Without a clear goal, you can only rely on luck. If you have a clear goal, the final harvest will definitely be better.
After some time, Ling Feng saw a stone monument, and behind the stone monument was a sword tomb, standing alone on the vast land.
"This should be an emperor-level sword tomb. Boy Lingfeng, you can give it a try and see if you can get the opportunity." Binglu reminded.
According to Jianlu, there are some sword tombs on the fourth floor of the Xuanjian Underground Palace, and each sword tomb represents the inheritance of an ancient swordsman.
The inheritance of these sword tombs is also divided into king level, emperor level, emperor level and saint level! Above the saint level, it is said that there is also the ancestor level, but the sword tombs of the ancestor level are very rare. Not only the ancestor level, even the ancestor level
It is a Saint level, which is also quite rare.
"King level, emperor level, emperor level?"
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Is it related to the realm of the warrior, and the emperor-level sword tomb is the inheritance of an ancient sword emperor?"
"It should be roughly the same, but don't compare the emperors of ancient times with the current era."
The bitch curled his lips, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "The emperors of that era, even if they were just junior emperors, could kill a lot of the peak emperors with one slap. The rules of heaven and earth have changed, so...
There’s not much comparison.”
Ling Feng took a breath of cold air, saying so, it seems that the opportunities hidden in this emperor-level sword tomb are already very remarkable.
Judging from the appearance alone, it is difficult to distinguish the level of the Sword Tomb, but Jianlu, a guy who calls himself a mythical beast, may have his own way to know.