The stones that rolled out quickly condensed into blue figures.
"Come and break through the eighth floor at the cosmic level, you are very good!" The man in blue said calmly: "Let's take action."
Luo Hua didn't hesitate, stepped forward, and flew over.
Brush brush brush.
At the same time, phantom bodies burst out one after another.
The sun sets over the long river!
The bright moon shines among the pines!
The two artistic conceptions were displayed one after another, and the essential blend of the two original laws of time and space was fully displayed by Luo Hua at this moment.
However, the blue-clad gatekeepers on the eighth floor were much stronger than those on the seventh floor, and were not affected at all.
The power of Luo Hua's sword changed, and the sad and beautiful artistic conception of a blooming and withered lotus burst out.
The man in blue's eyes only flashed with confusion for a moment before he woke up.
Bang.
The generous and simple sword withstood Luo Hua's fatal blow.
"Sure enough, the third level of artistic conception cannot break through to the eighth level!" Luo Hua murmured, and his movements suddenly slowed down.
When the man in blue saw Luo Hua slowing down his attack, he thought Luo Hua was giving up. However, just as he was about to counterattack, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
A century-old tree appeared in front of him. The leaves of the old tree were withered and yellow, and they were falling off piece by piece. The old tree was surrounded by layers of withered, yellow and rotten leaves. This scene couldn't help but make him
I feel the ruthlessness of the years, just like these leaves, as the years go by, one day they will turn yellow and fall.
The man in blue stared blankly at the century-old tree and its withered yellow leaves.
Even when the withered yellow leaves finally turned into blades of light, he didn't want to break free.
"Twilight, hope, poignancy, you have blocked all three artistic conceptions, but in the end you still can't block the knife of time!" Looking at the fallen ancient long knife, Luo Hua shook his head gently. He understood what he had learned in the past five years.
The artistic conception of time is very confident. After all, no matter how magnificent you are, you will never be able to withstand the passage of time.
With a sigh, Luo Hua walked to the end and soared into the sky to reach the ninth floor of Tongtian Bridge. Then he turned into a stream of light and quickly flew to the end of the ninth floor.
Just like the seventh and eighth floors, the ninth floor also has people in blue.
"Come and break through the ninth level at the cosmic level. There are not many people in hundreds of millions of years. If you can get through, then congratulations, you are invincible at the cosmic level!" The man in blue said in a calm voice, "I hope so much.
You can get through it!"
"Thank you!" Luo Hua knew very well that the ninth level represented the highest legal achievement that the human universe could achieve, and it was the benchmark set by the Virtual Universe Company.
The man in blue looked at Luo Hua and said calmly: "Let's take action."
Luo Hua took a deep breath. This ninth level was the one he was least sure of passing. After all, so far, he had only realized four artistic conceptions.
"This is my strongest attack, take it!"
As the voice fell, Luo Hua quickly rushed towards the man in blue, and at the same time nearly ten thousand phantom bodies burst out. They were all extremely solid and soon formed a prison, tightly surrounding the man in blue.
laugh.
Nearly ten thousand phantoms drew their swords at the same time, and the light of the swords gathered together and slashed straight down.
The attack, which contains the two original laws of space and time, is instantly released through the light of the sword.
In an instant, a century-old tree appeared in the eyes of the man in blue, with its withered yellow leaves falling off piece by piece. The ruthlessness of time was reflected at this moment.
The man in blue's eyes were confused for a moment, but when the blades of light condensed from the leaves were about to overwhelm him, he came to his senses.
Puff puff puff.
The man in blue raised his knife to the crossbar the moment he regained consciousness.
The phantom bodies around Luo Hua were shattered one by one.
Bang.
The sky-splitting knife struck hard on the man in blue's simple long knife.
"You can understand this kind of combination attack at the cosmic level, you have a bright future!" The man in blue's tone was full of admiration, but then he changed his tone and said, "But if you want to pass, you are still close!"
As soon as the voice fell, the man in blue shook his backhand, and attacks from the laws of time and space came towards Luo Hua like Mount Tai.
At this moment, all Luo Hua could see was the simple long sword of the man in blue. This sword was like a vast star, making him unable to resist at all.
"Wake me up!!" Luo Hua, who has thoroughly studied the mysteries of the thirty-two kinds of time, at this moment, subconsciously understood that this was the attacking intention of the man in blue, and he hurriedly roared.
boom!
After Luo Hua woke up, he saw that the man in blue had slashed at him with his sword, and he quickly raised his sword to fight back.
The two knives collided instantly.
The nature of the laws of time and space are also colliding, and lines are transformed into threads, spreading around like air waves.
At this moment, even the meteorites at the end were stagnant.
puff!
The force as heavy as a mountain sent Luo Hua flying backwards and landed hard on the bridge. Luo Hua couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and vomited it out.
"The artistic conception attached to its sword is so real, how is this possible?!" Luo Hua's eyes showed shock. He studied the first three swords of "Snow Flame" thoroughly, and naturally understood that the essence of the artistic conception is actually a combination of time and space.
, just like a fantasy, it is impossible to truly embody it.
However, the man in blue's sword was extremely thick, as if a mountain of earth was pressing down on him.
Puffy!
Luo Hua and the man in blue have almost the same level of understanding of the law. Neither of them can do anything to the other, but every time they collide and attack, Luo Hua is shocked to the point of vomiting blood.
"I won't be able to bear it a few more times!" Luo Hua looked at the man in blue, gritting his teeth in his heart, and thinking crazily about the man in blue's attack.
"The four artistic conceptions of dusk, hope, poignancy, and time are not as good as its one artistic conception. The artistic conception is a combination attack, and what comes with it is just influence. It can't affect me, but why can it seriously hurt me?!"
While thinking, the man in blue attacked again.
Bang.
This time, Luo Hua was knocked down directly on the bridge, and his whole body was about to shatter and collapse.
"Can the artistic conception be truly reflected?" The severe pain made Luo Hua's mind clearer than ever before, and he couldn't help but think of this impossible question.
When he thought about this question, the first three pictures of the Cosmic Chaos Monument flashed through his mind. Snowflakes, blizzards, flames, and seas of fire. These patterns flashed through his mind one by one like a movie.
"Fire and snow, fire and snow, snow melts into fire, but it can also extinguish fire..." Luo Hua kept murmuring at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Haha, I understand, that's it. More than a dozen essences of time and space can be combined and attacked at will. Naturally, they can all be fused together to form an attack!"
Luo Hua smiled as if he had realized something.
It sounds slow, but in fact Luo Hua figured out all of this in an instant, and the man in blue attacked again.
Luo Hua did not block it again, he drew his knife and faced the man in blue directly.
A series of dense phantom bodies broke out again.
The bright sword light is like the long river at dusk, like the dark moonlight, like the withered lotus, and like the withered leaves of the years.
The sword light kept changing, and finally condensed into a black and white lotus.
Half represents hope and half represents death.
The moment the black and white lotus appeared, a pair of eyes under the mask of the man in blue showed a smile.
Bang.
The man in blue was instantly drowned by the sword's light.
The ninth floor of Tongtian Bridge, passed!
…
This chapter is updated for Alliance Leader Feng Lin Changyue. After so long delay, we can finally continue to update it.