Ling Feng secretly sweated. He had already imagined the difficulty of the seventh level, but it was really unexpected that it would be so difficult.
At this moment, light and shadow flashed in front of him, and a golden light condensed into the appearance of an old man, who slowly walked forward.
"Those who reach the seventh floor for the first time can bet 50 million contribution points. If they successfully break through the tower, they will get 100 million contribution points. This is just a chance. Do I need to bet?"
The old man's eyes looked very hollow and not very humane. After all, the strong men in the Western Sword Region still focused on practicing swordsmanship, and their research on the Soul Path was relatively hidden.
"It's only this one chance, so of course I have to stake it!"
Ling Feng nodded. Anyway, those contribution points were obtained by a free hand, so he didn't feel bad at all.
"good."
The old man hooked his finger, and the identity token hanging on Ling Feng's waist automatically hung in the air. In a flash of light, 50 million contribution points were drawn directly.
"You can adjust your breath in place for a moment, step into the circle of light, and it will be considered as starting to enter the formation."
The old man reminded him, and immediately his body turned into a little golden light and disappeared into the sword tower space.
"I wipe it?"
The corner of Ling Feng's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times. It turned out that he had some rest time!
Unfortunately, I foolishly rushed directly in front of the sword puppet every time, thinking that I would hit it all the way to the end in one go!
After about a cup of tea, Ling Feng finished adjusting his breath and stepped into the attack range of the sword puppet.
Click, click, click!
Eighteen sword puppets were activated at the same time. The powerful sword fields were superimposed layer by layer, creating a suffocating pressure that almost made Ling Feng fall to the ground.
"Eighteen Heavy Sword Domain!"
Ling Feng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Under the interference of the sword domain, the gravity under his feet seemed to increase hundreds of times.
For a moment, Ling Feng felt that his body was extremely heavy and his body speed could not be reflected at all.
Gritting his teeth, Ling Feng activated the prototype of the sword domain. Unfortunately, under the crushing force of these eighteen overlapping sword domains, his prototype of the sword domain was like the light of a firefly, unable to compete with it.
In the huge gravity field, Ling Feng's speed was undoubtedly greatly suppressed.
Fortunately, the rules of the void have not been affected.
Although Ling Feng's speed has slowed down, as long as he can escape into the void, he can still use the rules of void jumping to become immune to some damage.
But even so, the pressure brought by the superimposed sword domain on Ling Feng still made Ling Feng feel like it was difficult to move his body.
Even the speed of breaking through the void has become slower and slower.
A quarter of an hour!
Ling Feng could only keep dodging, and the speed with which he swung his sword was completely inferior to those of the sword puppets. Occasionally, when he was hit by those sword puppets, his skin and flesh would be torn apart, leaving him in a state of embarrassment.
Another quarter of an hour!
Ling Feng's clothes were stained red with blood, but his sword speed had obviously increased a lot.
Obviously, he has gradually become accustomed to the terrifying pressure brought to him by the eighteen overlapping sword fields.
The more powerful he gets, the more powerful he becomes. What makes Ling Feng so evil is not only his outstanding talent, but also his powerful instinct to constantly break through his own limits.
"Huh...huh..."
An hour later, Ling Feng kept breathing heavily, but the attack of those sword puppets was still as fierce as before.
This is the difference between human beings and puppets. As long as the energy core is immortal, puppets will never get tired.
The pressure was too great, making Ling Feng feel inadequate.
He himself knew very well that with his current strength, it would be difficult for him to stay in the Eighteen-Star Sword Formation for a longer period of time. If he did not break through the sword formation as soon as possible, he would be under such huge pressure that he would continue to fall.
Consumption will only lead to defeat in the end.
"It seems that the seventh level is my limit at present, but no matter what, I have to try to break through this level!"
A bright light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and the next moment, all thirteen forging Qi Hunyuan Locks in his body were opened, and even the "Holy Spirit Art" was activated to the extreme.
The powerful power of spiritual consciousness was transformed into the purple power of the Holy Spirit and integrated into Ling Feng's body.
In an instant, Ling Feng's power surged, his perception became sharper, and he became more comfortable in using the power of various rules.
"The Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique, destroy the heaven and the earth!"
With a roar, Ling Feng directly unleashed the strongest killing move of the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique, condensing all his strength into one sword.
boom!
There was an explosion, and a sword puppet came towards me, and was crushed into powder by this terrifying power!
Tsk! Tsk!
At the same time that a sword puppet was destroyed, Ling Feng's back was directly pierced by two long swords.
"Well!"
Ling Feng groaned, blood flashed in his eyes, and the power of Shura exploded in an instant.
A curtain of blood spreads around him. This is a simplified version of Shura's killing world. As his anger and murderous intention explode, his own strength will also increase to a certain extent.
Kill kill kill kill kill!
After Ling Feng smashed a sword puppet with lightning speed, the Eighteen Stars Sword Formation was missing a corner, so its power was naturally weakened a lot.
Coupled with the situation where he used all kinds of trump cards, after half an hour of continuous fierce fighting, he finally destroyed all eighteen sword puppets.
"call……"
Ling Feng gasped for air, it was too much.
There were countless bloody wounds all over his body. If it weren't for the extremely strong power of his blood, these wounds alone would be enough to completely lose his fighting ability.
"Successfully entering the formation will reward you with 100 million contribution points."
The identity token suspended in mid-air flashed with a golden light, and 100 million contribution points were drawn into it.
Come and go again, net profit of 50 million!
"not bad!"
Ling Feng took back the token, tore open his tattered clothes and put on a set of clean clothes. After thinking for a moment, he decided to give up and continue on to the eighth floor.
The Eighteen Constellations Sword Formation in the seventh level had already allowed him to use all his trump cards. With his current strength, it was impossible to get through the next two levels.
Let alone breaking through the formation, the superimposed sword domain would be enough to make him unable to move.
"Let's go, let's go to the eighth floor next time!"
Shaking his head and smiling, Ling Feng took the initiative to exit the sword tower. In a flash of light, Ling Feng's figure appeared outside the sword tower.
The injuries all over his body seemed to disappear in an instant, but the pain still did not completely dissipate.
It seems that the Babel Sword Tower is immune to death, which is true.
"Brother Ling, you are finally out!"
Xiao Juanyun immediately came up to him, his eyes full of admiration.
In fact, not only him, but also the crowd of onlookers around him had reached 5,000 people.
It can be said that basically all the students from the outer academy of the One Moon Palace came to watch.
Most of their eyes were filled with incomparable reverence and even a hint of awe.