The fifth level was successfully passed, but unfortunately there was no reward. Not the process Ling was also satisfied, in the face of the sixteen swordsmen, the swordsmanship fusion reached eighty percent, the sword realm reached the peak of the second layer, the sword momentum was compressed to one thousandth, and its own strength went to a new level.

In the next few levels, if you can successfully break through, the sword realm is likely to enter the third layer and reach the realm of the heart sword. The fusion of swordsmanship and the compression of sword momentum can also go further, and the combat power has been greatly improved.

With a beautiful dream, he ushered in the thirty-two swordsmen of the sixth level.

The space of the trial chamber is not large, at best, it is only a few hundred square meters, and there are suddenly thirty-two people squeezed into such a space, and the space pressure is so great. Cheng Ling only felt that there was not a second of stopping time under his feet, as long as he stopped for a while, he would be hit by the fierce sword qi.

The pressure generated by the thirty-two swordsmen was unprecedented, and the ordinary attacks had no effect at all, and the secret room was covered by the sword qi of the swordsmen, and even the swordsmanship could not find a chance to use it.

I can't say it, I can only use the last killer feature. The Chunyuan sword was handed over to the left hand, and the dragon sword came to the palm of the right hand. Even if you consume a large amount of True Yuan and look at the present, if you can't pass this sixth level, the rest will be vain.

The remnants of the real body kept changing, and the thirty-two swordsmen couldn't lock on to Cheng Ling in a short period of time, vying for a moment of respite. The real body came to the side of a swordsman in the outermost part, the pure yuan sword in his left hand blocked the opponent's killing move, and the dragon sword in his right hand was raised high and slashed down.

The swordsman's illusory sword was cut in half like a tofu slice without the slightest hindrance. Immediately afterwards, the sharp blade cut off most of the swordsman's body, and the swordsman lost all his combat power. With his left hand, he cut off his head.

The first swordsman kills!

The first one at the beginning was the key, and the remaining thirty-one swordsmen were in shape.

After a momentary pause, what a flaw in Cheng Ling's eyes, the real body changed, and came behind the two swordsmen in the front, the dragon sword swept over, and the bodies of the two swordsmen turned into four sections, turned into a blue light, and disappeared into the secret room.

Unforgiving, without waiting for the remaining twenty-nine swordsmen to react, they changed their true body positions again and killed three more swordsmen.

In less than ten breaths, six swordsmen died under Cheng Ling's sword, which was really thanks to the blessing of the dragon Yin sword. The swordsmen of the Heavenly Dao Pass, although there are many of them, and they still form a formation faintly, but their cultivation is not superior, and they have always remained at the five-star sword venerable level.

It's a pity that it was Cheng Ling who ran into him, he was proficient in formations, and the formation was not a big threat, and he could take the opportunity to find a way to dodge. Coupled with the strength of the best sword weapon, the strength of the five-star sword venerable is not the enemy of the best sword weapon at all, even if it is himself, he does not dare to stay under the edge of the dragon yin sword.

With the help of the best sword weapon, he killed five more swordsmen. There were only twenty-four swordsmen left in the chamber. The sword technique was fused to eighty percent, and the sword momentum was compressed to one thousand, one hundred, and the sword path realm had reached the critical point of breaking through the third layer.

However, Ling felt that the power of the 1,1000 sword momentum was greatly weakened, and the power of the fusion sword momentum made by the swordsman was much worse, and only by maintaining the sword momentum at 1/1000 could they meet their attack standard.

"My sword momentum is only in the entry stage, and it still takes one-thousandth of the spirit to exert the amplification effect of the swordsmanship, maybe it will be promoted to Xiaocheng in the future, and the proportion of integration can be reduced. It's a pity that there is no shortcut to the improvement of the sword momentum, and it can only be accumulated over time. ”

Cheng Ling decided to use a thousandth of the sword momentum to fight the enemy, and no longer compress the ratio of the sword momentum

Example. In this way, the consumption itself will not be very large, it can be maintained for a long time, and the power of the sword technique can be improved, but the consumption of the true yuan is extremely high after killing twelve swordsmen in a row in front of him, so he has to put away the dragon yin sword and use the pure yuan sword to deal with the remaining swordsmen.

Holding a True Yuan Fruit in his left hand, he killed the swordsman while recovering the True Yuan. Now, he has fused the ten thousand swordsmanship he has seen into eighty percent, that is, more than eight thousand swordsmanship have been integrated into his mind, and the swordsmanship in the swordsman's hand is already familiar with his chest, with only some subtle changes, and he has not mastered it thoroughly.

The number of swordsmen has decreased, the swordsmanship routines are clear, and the threat has been greatly reduced. Half an hour later, six more swordsmen were killed, and there were only eighteen swordsmen left in the field.

The continuous killing made the sword momentum on his body gradually condense, and in his eyes, it seemed to condense into a killing intent, and ordinary monks would feel suffocated as long as they saw it.

Two hours later, there were only ten swordsmen left in the field.

Three hours later, all 36 swordsmen were killed!

This time, another reward has been revealed. It's a pity that I still saw an elixir, but the elixir looked older than the previous one.

"That elf is really amazing, it's just a small offense, not only the number of rewards has been halved, but even the quality seems to have been cut a lot, and only the elixir was obtained after two customs clearances, without any rare materials, I hope it can be gathered in the treasury!"

Cheng Ling was so depressed that he said to himself, this elixir, from the Humane Pass to the Heavenly Dao Pass, has obtained five or six pieces, and I don't know what it does. After you go out, you must ask the old man as soon as possible, otherwise your heart will be extremely unbalanced.

Under the strong pressure, he was dissatisfied in his heart, adjusted his physical state, and prepared to meet the sixty-four swordsmen in the seventh level. According to past experience, the difficulty of the seventh level will be increased by leaps and bounds compared to the sixth level, I hope it is not too perverted.

It's just that when all the swordsmen's figures are transformed, Cheng Ling was stunned, and the swordsmen who appeared were not sixty-four, but only forty-nine. What's going on? Could it be that the elven conscience has found out?

But his divine sense swept away, and he almost scolded! The number of swordsmen is less, but the realm has improved, forty-nine swordsmen, all of them have the aura of a six-star sword venerable, and their strength is one star higher than the previous six levels.

The perverted pressure poured down like a torrent, and Cheng Ling didn't even have room to scold. For the first time, nine afterimages appeared beside him, and the real body didn't know where to hide.

Forty-nine swordsmen exerted their strength at the same time, and the fierce sword qi roared in all directions, and in an instant, they turned their heads at the same time, and the nine afterimages were conjured up elsewhere, and they couldn't see the true body at all.

Cheng Ling almost couldn't feel where his legs were, just the inertial swing, and the leg muscles were suspected of separating the skeleton. Damn, Lao Tzu's legs are about to become Hot Wheels, forty-nine six-star sword venerables, it's really perverted. There is no way, you can only use the Dragon Yin Sword!

In the sixth level, the Dragon Yin Sword killed twelve swordsmen, consuming two-thirds of the True Yuan. The remaining third is for life-saving. In front of them, forty-nine swordsmen, the killing time will be doubled.

Fortunately, he took advantage of the time to kill the ten swordsmen at the end to fully recover the true yuan, otherwise, even the Dragon Yin Sword could not be used, and he could only be shattered by the sword qi of these swordsmen.

Cheng Ling secretly rejoiced that since he broke through the level, the one that has helped him the most is the Dragon Yin Sword and Armor. If you haven't gotten these two rewards before, you'll burp at the sixth level of this Heavenly Dao Pass!

The number of swordsmen is real

There are too many, and it is very difficult to see all of their swordsmanship, so you can only observe them in a targeted manner. For two hours, while constantly dodging, he figured out the swordsmanship routines of several of the swordsmen, changed their body shapes, and killed five of them with the power of the dragon sword.

Three hours later, kill six again.

At this time, the true element is no longer able to support the use of the Dragon Yin Sword. You can only stop killing for a while, and take the opportunity to recover in the fight.

Six hours later, he took out the dragon sword again and killed six more people.

Eight hours later, kill four!

One-third of Zhenyuan remains, and there are thirty-one swordsmen left in the field. The dragon sword was put away and continued to fight with the swordsman. It's just that in his mind, the fusion of swordsmanship has reached ninety, and the sword realm is only a piece of paper-like film from the third layer.

The fusion of swordsmanship was almost complete, and it took two hours to kill five swordsmen using the Chunyuan Sword.

The true element recovers and continues to use the Dragon Yin Sword. In this way, it took twenty hours from the seventh level to all the kills.

A deep sense of exhaustion came, and after such a long battle, the mental energy was extremely exhausted, and his eyes were already blood-red. I really don't know how those sword cultivators managed to break through the three levels in ancient times, such a difficulty is really terrifying.

He didn't know that even in the ancient times, the Heavenly Dao Pass of king-level difficulty, there were less than a few people who could break through to the seventh level. As for those who have reached the ninth level, for hundreds of millions of years, there is only one person, and the achievements he has achieved have been at the forefront of sword cultivation for hundreds of millions of years.

The reward for the seventh level was to finally get a rare material, which soothed his mood a little.

The eighth level, sixty-four six-star sword venerables!

It took five hours for Cheng Ling to kill the first swordsman. Fortunately, all the ten thousand swordsmanship were fused. In his mind, it was like a strong storm blowing, and ten thousand sword techniques were completely fused, and it took a long time before it calmed down.

It's just that his mental energy is extremely explicit, like a candle in the wind, as long as a wisp of wind will be annihilated, and he has reached the limit of bearing. But under the blood-red eyes, there was a faint glimmer of dazzling essence.

At the sixth hour, the huge sword pressure made him unable to stand upright, his body began to stagnate, the space around him was wrapped in fierce sword qi, and the space for maneuvering was greatly reduced, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

The swordsmanship of these swordsmen is all in their minds, but after all, there are sixty-three six-star sword venerables, and the pressure brought by them has not decreased in the slightest.

At the seventh hour, the whole body seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and there were only three places left to vacate the points, and the remaining swordsmen were still sixty-three!

At the eighth hour, the muscles of his body atrophied, and he could almost see the skeleton in his body, and the remaining swordsman was still sixty-three, he could only lean against the wall of the secret room, messily resisting the swordsman's attack, his eyes were blurred, and he could no longer distinguish the direction.

At the ninth hour, just when all the swordsmen felt that they could kill Cheng Ling with the most easy sword, a loud shout sounded in the secret room.

"Give me a breakthrough!"

Like a morning bell and a dusk drum, these four words lingered in the trial space for a long time. Cheng Ling's body seemed to turn into a black hole vortex, inhaling the sword qi and spiritual energy emanating from the trial space into his body.

His body instantly plumped up, and his skeleton, muscles, and skin all returned to their original state. The whole person was suspended in mid-air like a god descending, and two swords were drawn out casually, and the dozen or so swordsmen in front of him, who had no power to stop them at all, disappeared in an instant, turned into energy and inhaled into the body.