"Perception!"

"It takes a nuanced ......"

Whether Lin Nan comprehends the laws of the Heavenly Dao or comprehends the origin of energy, he has never refined his mind into every subtle energy element between heaven and earth.

This is a new challenge.

"It's a challenge to perceive its breath, its mysteries, its origins, and even the trajectory of life......!"

Lin Nan's mind gradually emptied, and his thoughts were refined little by little.

Even an insignificant speck of dust between heaven and earth became bigger and bigger in his perception.

Only in this way can he integrate into every element of the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

It is then refined into its own element.

To do this, Lin Nan must erase the divine breath contained in each element, that is, the imprint of the gods, and become the "master" of these elements.

So as to devour and absorb it and turn it into its own use.

It's just that the idea is good, but it's not so simple to do it.

First of all, all the spiritual power elements between heaven and earth have been branded with the breath of many gods, and if Lin Nan wants to become the master of these elements, the first thing he has to do is to erase the breath of the gods, which is by no means an easy task.

Secondly, even if Lin Nan could erase the breath of the gods and become the master of the elements, this was also an extremely large workload, if it took too much time and too much energy, it would lose its most basic meaning.

You can't always say when you are fighting to the death: "Wait a minute, when I first refine the elements of this heaven and earth, and when I can call it, we will fight again!"

In other words, refining one element requires Lin Nan to swallow the elixir of two elements in order to do it, which is even more meaningless.

"It's magical, it's so mystical......"

"Fire! It's hot...... Ahh

"Water!...... So comfortable......"

"Wind?"

"Thunderbolt ......"

Lin Nan's mind was completely immersed in the microcosm of the world.

In his eyes, the spiritual power of heaven and earth has become a combination of grains and independent existences, each of which is an independent microcosm.

The mysteries that he had never comprehended and the feelings that he had never tried before magically appeared in his mind.

The bursting of fire, the gentleness of water, the lightness of wind, the fury of thunder, the coldness of ice, the ethereal clouds, the vitality of wood. The thickness of the soil......

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, snow, thunder, light, light, darkness, space, time......

Lin Nan swam in it and quietly understood.

If you have an understanding, if you have a feeling, if you have a thought...... But whenever he really wants to urge to take control of it. But it was like in a terrible nightmare.

It's obviously right in front of him, it's already in his mind, but it's just powerless and indifferent.

"The breath of the gods. The only way to find it, to erase it, to leave my imprint, my breath. to be used by me!"

Go on!

Airplanes!

Lin Nan's perception of being so powerful that it was perverted, under the control of a powerful soul, was refined again. Blend in, blend in, blend in again.

Just wandering in the microcosm of the world, looking for the source of the omnipresent divine breath.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

The forty cultivators who were in the Mysterious Realm, whether it was the strongest first layer or the outermost fifth layer, were under more and more divine pressure, and some people were already unable to bear it, and they were directly ejected from the Mysterious Realm before vomiting blood and falling into a coma.

With the first one, it started to pop up one after another.

Moreover, because the divine coercion from the first layer to the fifth layer is exactly the same reason, almost all of the first ones to pop up are relatively poor in strength.

On the fourth day, thirty people had already popped up in less than an hour.

At four and a half days, there were only four people left.

Lin Nan, Feng Wuzhi, and the two mysterious teenagers under the four princes, one is called Duanmu Soul and the other is called Leng Fan, who are on the first and second floors respectively, that is, the first and second generals of the Fourth Prince Su Bo's team.

In the midst of the royal palace, in front of the altar.

"The team of the four princes is so strong!"

By now, one can roughly tell who has the stronger young talent in the team just by looking at the time of ejection of the Passage Realm.

Among the only four people left, two of them are the four princes, and the young geniuses who popped up before, the other three under the four princes, have just popped up, and this kind of strength is stronger than the first generals of the other princes.

"On the whole, the fourth prince is the strongest, followed by the eighth prince, and finally the eldest prince. Of course, the eldest prince's side was mainly because Lin Nan killed the five geniuses of the Quanzhen Sect, otherwise, it should be no less than the fourth prince. ”

"I don't know which of the four of them can hold out to the end, and how long they can hold on!"

"Needless to say, there is no doubt that it is Lin Nan! I think, six days, or even more...... Lin Nan is too strong, even a master in the middle stage of the Martial Saint is not enough to look at in front of him!"

"Yes, it's just a pity, such a demonic genius is too arrogant and naïve, don't you really think that it will be okay to kill the genius of the Quanzhen Sect in a fair duel......?

The eight princes who were still in front of the altar and many genius disciples who popped up, as well as the masters in the palace, were all secretly looking forward to it and discussing it secretly.

Lin Nan's strength is beyond doubt.

It's just that if you offend a behemoth like Quanzhen Sect, no matter how talented you are, I'm afraid you won't live long, even if it is Su Tiancheng, the king of the county, you can only protect him for a while, not for a lifetime.

When the fifth day had just begun, the genius who had been recognized by the wind elemental was the first to pop up.

Knowing that in addition to Lin Nan's recognized demon, there were still two subordinates of the fourth prince who did not pop up, Feng Wuxian was full of shock and unwillingness.

"Don't worry too much, it's just the endurance of the gods' coercion, although it can reflect the strength to a certain extent, it can't represent the real combat power......! The eldest brother has Lin Nan there, this kid is destined to win, even the fourth brother, this year is also unexpected, the two guys named Duanmu Soul and Leng Fan, can't find any information at all, I'm afraid it's not as simple as it seems......"

"Your Highness, what should we do then?"

"It's just a win or a loss, it's just a test of our father's support in the county. Compared with my own real strength, what is it? Three months later, I will be a disciple of the Dynasty Divine Academy! Hmph, my future, what will the eldest brother and fourth brother compare with me?"

"Your Highness is right, the Dynasty Divine Academy......"

The wind disappeared without a trace, revealing an extremely yearning look.

In Qingyun County, he is the top genius, but he knows that he is not a fart compared to the eighth prince Sufibi, who hides his strength and even his talent.

As for how strong the eighth prince is, he can only describe it in four words - unfathomable.

Otherwise, how could he be admitted to the Dynasty Seminary?

The reason why it is hidden so deep is that it is afraid of being secretly wiped out by the queen.

The horror of Gong Dou is far beyond people's imagination.

However, although Sufi still hasn't revealed his true strength and talent, the recent news that he has been specially recruited by the Dynasty Divine Academy makes it impossible for him to continue to hide.

Of course, there is no need to hide it anymore. (To be continued.) )