Chapter 3173

After leaving Luotian's secret place, Qin Huan was surrounded by a force and introduced into a space.

Before he looked around, he heard the voice of Luo Tianjie spirit.

"Did you get what you need on this trip?"

"Yes."

Qin Huan smiled and nodded.

The Luo Tian trial trip was also fruitful. It not only collected the last two materials of the resurrected ancestor, but also tried to refine and mature the eight materials. It was only one step away from the divine pattern.

He has now reached a new level of understanding of the eight kinds of strenuous efforts, and has also created the eight pole true skill.

Although it is not as powerful as the strength mastered by Xuanyuan Longti Taoist body, the eight pole true skill can still not be underestimated.

After all, there is a huge gap between the Tao body and himself. This gap can not be made up by hundreds of years of perception.

Over time, maybe the power of this skill will not be weaker than that of the divine script.

This is because he didn't try his best to understand everything. If he mastered the real power of chaos, the quality of this skill will be improved by several levels again.

However, Qin Huan's ideas are not limited to this.

Even if the eight pole true skill is extended to the extreme, it is just going farther and farther on the road of improving its power. Moreover, for him at present, it is too far to master the power of chaos, and it is difficult to touch the surface without the cultivation of the supreme realm.

What he thought was that if he could use the rules to create a field similar to the small world of tianwu mainland, and use the power of the law to weaken the opponent's strength when facing the enemy, even if his own exertion was not as powerful as the space-time law in the small world of tianwu mainland, as long as he could weaken the opponent's strength by 20% or 30%, it would be enough for Qin Huan to change the war situation.

Qin Huan clearly remembered that when he first entered the tianwu continent, he was crushed and hit by the law of time and space just when he released his mind. That scene is still fresh in his memory.

Ninety nine percent of the supernatural powers and divine patterns can't be used. Eight of their strength doesn't exist. They can't even use skill methods to recover their injuries.

For ordinary monks, this restriction is no different from the folding wings of angels.

As long as he had this ability, Qin Huan was sure to defeat Bai Mo in the third robbery of the divine realm.

Unfortunately, this field of law only exists in his idea for the time being, and can not be put into practice.

However, over time, when he digests his feelings in the small world, he may have some clues.

Qin Huan came back and called, "how long will Luo Tian's trial end?"

In the small world in the second half of Luo Tian's trial, everyone has only one chance to choose. He has obtained the materials for resurrecting his ancestors and has the idea of studying new tactics. There is no need to stay any longer.

Luo Tianjie's spirit didn't answer the question and smiled, "can you feel the uniqueness of this place?"

Qin Huan was stunned when he heard the speech. At this time, he found that there were all kinds of rules everywhere in the test space. He felt it carefully. Among them, the rules of time and space and time were particularly powerful, which made Qin Huan feel the almost abnormal pressure with the small world of tianwu mainland.

No, it's not just that. This suppression ability is at least dozens of times stronger!

Fortunately, Qin Huan used to use perception to explore the surrounding environment in his hundreds of years of life in tianwu mainland. If he used his mind here, he would be killed by this force!

This is no joke. Having experienced this power himself, he knows the horror of this rule suppression.

The strength of the law is almost equal to the power of chaos in the land of demons!

Of course, it is only strength. Compared with the level of laws, chaotic laws still override these laws.

But... What does Luo Tianjie's spirit mean by uniqueness? Although this law is powerful, it is not unique. Qin Huan experienced it for a long time. He had no other feelings except that his strength was suppressed.

You can the identity of Luo Tianjie spirit, but you can't deceive him.

Qin Huan thought hard, but he didn't have a clue.

"Don't worry too much. Opportunities vary from person to person. Since ancient times, I don't know how many people have returned through the evil Tianjiao of the three worlds of Luo Tian, and only a few people can understand the mystery here." the spirit of Luo Tian comforted.

"Who are the demons, sir?" Qin Huan suddenly said.

"They are all people of the past, let alone."

The voice of the spirit of Luo Tianjie expressed a little emotion, "the trial of Luo Tian is coming to an end. I have sealed your Taoist body for you and can take it back at any time. If you want to go out, just call at the bottom of your heart."

Qin Huan was silent for a long time. He sat down cross legged and focused on understanding.

He never felt that he was worse than others. His heart was as firm as a rock. He could do what ancient demons could do. Even if he was on the verge of success, he had to try again.

......

At the same time, luotiangu road.

The original peaceful convergence of time and space suddenly gave birth to a bloody crack, spitting out a black undercurrent, emitting a threatening momentum.

It is very common for the tributary intersection of luotiangu road to rise and fall at any time, but this crack is very strange and incompatible with ordinary tributaries.

"Hmm? What's that?"

Some demons looking for opportunities in the ancient road noticed this and thought it was a great opportunity, but under the threat of the undercurrent, they didn't dare to venture in and gradually surrounded many people.

"Will it be a small world with a higher level?"

"God's knowledge can't be penetrated. Can it still be called a small world?"

"No, I've seen in ancient books that the cracked space vortex can't enter and can only be used as an export medium."

"Exit? Is there something coming out?"

"The smell... Is evil."

"Wait, the crack has widened. Go back!"

After the crack expanded, endless black undercurrents gushed out and shot at them with a terrible smell of destruction.

The demons present at least had the cultivation of the second robbery of the divine realm. They reacted very quickly, but they were cut off at the moment of turning around.

As if the time was still and covered by the black undercurrent, all their actions stopped, and their expressions, actions, magic weapons, and even magical lights were fixed at this moment.

Only the monks who were a little farther away escaped and looked at them in horror.

"What's going on?"

No one told them the reason. Under the attention of these people, everything wrapped by the undercurrent became shattered in an instant, turned into a trickle, merged with it, and then gradually gathered.

Slowly, a figure was formed. There was no face, no vitality, only endless light gathering and surging in its Dantian.