When I reached about three-quarters of the way, I stopped and meditated cross-legged.
Tang San surpassed him and continued upward.
Reaching this position, the pressure gradually became stronger, and the sharpness of the sword invisibly had a powerful impact on the spiritual world. According to Tang San's estimation, those with bloodline cultivation and mental power lower than the ninth level would be impossible to continue.
It continues upward.
Although his own cultivation level has not reached the ninth level, with the power of a variety of powerful bloodlines and the spiritual power at the peak of the ninth level, it is naturally nothing.
Continuing upward, without the company of his companions, Tang San instead accelerated his pace.
He vaguely felt that for these palaces of the Great Demon Emperor and Tianjing Emperor, in the process of ascending to the palace, they were actually looking for their own path of cultivation. When faced with the aura of the Great Demon Emperor's palace that suited his bloodline talent,
The effect is also the best. But if the attributes are inconsistent, the effect will be greatly reduced.
There is no doubt that to a certain extent, the Sword Saint Palace is suitable for Wu Bingji and Cheng Zicheng, especially Cheng Zicheng... Therefore, it is suitable for them to practice here more, but they do not necessarily have to visit all the palaces.
Finding the one that suits you is the best.
As for Tang San himself, his various bloodlines are naturally suitable for him to go to more palaces for enlightenment, gain greater benefits from them, and better understand the world.
Step by step, Tang San was gradually reaching the top. As he accelerated forward, his mental power was affected by the sword intention, and was even more compressed. His consciousness was in the center of his mental power, and the compressed spirit
The power will naturally polish the spiritual consciousness and integrate it. At this time, it is equivalent to Tang San using external power to help his spiritual power transform into divine consciousness.
The consumption of mental power in such a process is very large, but no matter how much the consumption is, it is absolutely worth it for him! If he wants to transform his mental power into spiritual consciousness, he can only slowly warm it up, and
Now it is equivalent to giving him an opportunity to transform.
Tang San understood that this was probably also a channel for the ninth-level experts from the monster and spirit tribes to advance to the god level. If they could practice in such a place, especially the Demon Palace and the Spirit Palace that were consistent with their attributes, then the concentration of
The possibility of a spiritual breakthrough is greater. But I don’t know if there are monsters and spirits who break through and become gods in such a place. What price will they have to pay?
Finally, Tang San was about to reach the top, and the gate of the Sword Saint Palace was already in front of him.
The gate is very high, fifteen meters tall, with a triangular top. The gate is in the form of a double opening. When it is fully opened, the monstrous sword intent rushes out from inside the gate.
At this time, except for Tang San, no one came to the top of the mountain with him at the same time and climbed the last step. The pressure did not weaken, but became more concentrated.
The powerful sharp aura even made Tang San's skin begin to ache, and he needed to use the Liger Golden Gang to resist.
It has to be said that the power of the first-level bloodline is powerful, and the devouring ability of the Liger Golden Gang is very strong. Even the vague sword intention can be devoured by it, thus making Tang San's own aura become sharper.
To be precise, this ability of the Liger Golden Gang should be called assimilation. It assimilates the opponent's power to oneself, adding temporary attributes to the power of one's own bloodline.
In other words, if the opponent's ability is sharp, then, after assimilation, the Liger Golden Gang will also add a sharp attribute. This is better than the Golden Holy Fire of the Golden Lion Clan, which temporarily swallows the opponent's energy but can only purely increase it.
The effect of the power of his own bloodline is much more powerful.
With the blessing of the Liger Golden Gang, Tang San stabilized his figure, and then continued to walk forward step by step until he arrived in front of the gate of the Sword Saint Palace.
The sharp sword intent caused his hair to fly back automatically without wind. The sword intent impacted on his body, and his mental power was accelerated and polished. The liger and golden gang were quickly assimilated. It felt like countless sharp swords were cutting him.
body, but it stimulated his body to continuously become stronger.
It's really a good place! These ten elemental coins are well spent. Below the god level, the stronger your cultivation level, the greater the benefits you can get here. But if you reach the god level or above, the benefits you should gain will be relatively different.
Smaller, because if these pressures are applied to god-level powerhouses, they will be weaker. Of course, whether it is five or ten elemental coins, this is already very good. If it can also have a significant improvement on god-level powerhouses
The effect is probably not at this price either.
Tang San stood at the door for a while, gradually getting used to the sharp feeling, and then stepped through the door.
A strange scene happened. When he stepped into the gate of Juggernaut Palace, suddenly, the pressure that was very strong just a moment ago suddenly disappeared. His whole body was empty.
If it weren't for Tang San's amazing control over himself, he would probably have fallen forward this time.
Tang San staggered half a step, controlling his body shape. Tang San took a deep breath.
Just such a simple deep breath, Tang San felt that what he breathed into his body seemed not to be air, but a torrent. A torrent of vitality from heaven and earth. At that moment, his body seemed to be filled to the brim.
The pure vitality of heaven and earth enters the body and baptizes itself. Tang San's whole body trembles slightly. The power of his bloodline that was violently consumed before is quickly restored. Even his mental power is nourished by the rich vitality of heaven and earth, and he feels indescribably comfortable.
Feel.
He raised his head subconsciously, and the moment he raised his head, Tang San felt a "boom", and a terrifying thought crashed into his spiritual sea.
That unparalleled sharpness seemed to cut his head open at once, causing Tang San's eyesight to go blank for an instant.
In his consciousness, a powerful consciousness emerged, and a cold voice sounded in his mind.
"Are you willing to enter the Sword Saint's Palace? Are you willing to surrender to me?" The majestic voice carried extremely powerful momentum and oppression, making Tang San's mental strength tremble.
Such a powerful thought oppressed him and he almost fell to his knees.
Tang San did not activate his consciousness to fight. Such terrifying spiritual thoughts certainly came from the master of the Sword Saint Palace, the Sword Saint Great Demon Emperor. Perhaps, this was just a flicker of his thoughts left in the Sword Saint Palace.
, but if Tang San uses his spiritual consciousness to fight and is discovered, he will be in big trouble.
So he tried his best to cover his consciousness with mental power, preventing the sense of thought that forcibly penetrated his spiritual world from knowing.
"Are you willing to enter the Sword Saint's Palace? Are you willing to surrender to me?"
The sound sounded again, and the strong pressure made Tang San stagger. But he controlled his body and did not kneel down. Instead, he sat down on the spot, mentally guarding himself, and resisting with all his strength.
"Are you willing to enter the Sword Saint's Palace? Are you willing to surrender to me?"
The sound sounded for the third time, and this time, Tang San's spiritual sea seemed to be pierced by ten thousand swords. The severe sting made him groan. But his ninth-level peak mental strength could still barely withstand the pain. He gritted his teeth.
Suffering.
Finally, that powerful thought faded away like a tide, and Tang San's spiritual sea gradually stabilized.
All the pressure disappeared, and only the rich vitality of heaven and earth surrounded him.
Tang San slowly opened his eyes.
What catches the eye is a huge sculpture directly in front.
The sculpture is about thirty meters high and has a human shape. It is a man wearing a white robe and holding a black sword. Behind it, a pair of huge white wings are spread out, as if he is about to take off.
There was no sharp aura released, but when Tang San looked at the statue, he felt his eyes stinging and his mental strength trembling.
What a powerful breath.
Tang San took a deep breath and slowly stood up.
There is no doubt that this is the statue of the Sword Master and the Great Demon Emperor.
