Chapter 1629

"Worthy of being a better genius than Huang Zheqi!" Han Feng in the heart of admiration, suffering from the impact of the spirit and illusion, can break out such an amazing thing.

A king's sword is worthy of being a king's sword.

Unfortunately Xuanlong's eyes burst out two beams of golden light again.

This kind of pure spirit attack can not be resisted by physical attack and Shenyuan attack.

Only the same spirit attack can break it.

Or directly rely on a strong spirit to resist.

However, with the increase of golden immortal pupil, Han Feng's spirit has risen to the level of seventh grade spirit. The spirit of the white sword man is strong, only half a step away from the seventh grade, but it has not reached the seventh grade.

Originally, the spirit of the white sword was not as good as Han Feng at the moment. In order to break out the "king sword", the resistance of the white sword to the spirit was further reduced.

After all, if you want to use the king's sword like that, every step of your spirit is indispensable.

In this way, the spirit of the white swordsman is more confused by the impact, and the white sword man can no longer resist the influence of the illusion on himself.

This kind of influence has already affected the vision of the swordsman in white. In the sight of the swordsman in white, there is no Xuanlong, but everything in the illusion.

At this time, two beams of golden light burst from the spirit, which was not strong enough to resist the spirit was completely damaged.

If the spirit is compared to a mountain, now the mountain seems to be split by thunder.

Puff, puff The swordsman in white vomited blood, and the king's sword body could no longer be maintained, and his face was pale.

"How could How strong

"I should have Lost The white swordsman's eyes were blank.

In the land of xiaoyunzhou, in addition to the person who comes from the same place as himself, there are people who can surpass themselves.

Xuanlong roared, and the light of Ziyun flew to Hanfeng. It was amazing that the soul of Ziyun belonging to the white sword flew to Hanfeng.

So far, the swordsman in white has not been robbed. The number of the soul of Ziyun in his hand is more than that of Han Feng's 15th regiment. Moreover, it is not a few more regiments, but a direct one!

Twice, twice as much. In other words, it's twice what Han Feng has.

"There are so many souls of Ziyun in this guy Han Feng is very happy. The number of soul of Ziyun in white sword is beyond Han Feng's imagination. Han Feng thought that it would be good for him to have more than ten regiments.

"Thirty regiments, plus my 15 days, will be 45 regiments, enough to understand the top-notch magic skills!"

"Sixty four regiments will be able to understand the magic skill of chaos. It is only 19 regiments away from 64 regiments!" So close to the chaos magic, Han Feng's heart can't help beating up.

At first he knew the role of the soul of Ziyun. Of course, Han Feng also wanted to be able to understand a chaotic magic skill, but he also knew that it was very difficult, so his goal was lowered by a level.

Now, the goal of lowering it to a lower level has already been achieved.

Now that you are qualified to understand the magic of chaos, there is nothing to shrink back from.

"Now, the only one who has the soul of Ziyun is the black haired man. With the cultivation of the black haired man, he must also have a higher level of fighting power than the ordinary six robbers God, and then have that peculiar magical power, which can not be ignored. "

"At the beginning, the soul of Ziyun came to nearly a hundred ways. In addition, the soul of Ziyun in the hands of this black haired man is not less than me, but more than me!"

"Fight with it, or I will win and understand the magic of chaos. Or, if I lose, the other party will understand the magic of chaos. "

"Put it together!"

With such an idea, Han Feng's sense of war is soaring. If you look at the white sword, Han Feng will continue to fight.

Han Feng didn't forget that the man in white wanted to rob his own taixuan sword before. If he didn't blackmail one, how could he easily let go of the white sword.

But at this time, the white swordsman threw out a key of purple cloud, which led to a higher level of light to devour the white sword.

"Sir, if you leave Ziyun pagoda, you and I must have another battle!" The voice of the swordsman in white is full of reluctance. If the Ziyun pagoda had not restricted his eight robber sword, his strength would not have been so.

Although Han Feng has Jiujie sword in his hand, Han Feng is not a serious sword cultivation. As a orthodox sword cultivation, even if the divine sword in his hand is one level lower than that of taixuan sword, it is uncertain who is stronger and who is weaker when it breaks out.

"Is there going to be a war?" Han Feng sneered.

After bathed in Ziyun's magic power, his own nine flame fire formula will be improved, and the comprehensive strength will certainly rise a lot.

If you can understand the magic of chaos, the comprehensive combat power will soar.

At that time, the strongest card is no longer taixuan sword.

What about the orthodox sword cultivation?

Blow it up the same way.

"Unfortunately, it's hard to find him when I'm on the 32nd floor, but it's me..." Han Feng frowned and looked at the light of the purple cloud that enveloped him. Not only was the purple color strong to the limit, but the light column was also extremely wide, too obvious."Well, I guess there's only one competitor left, so it's obvious."

Han Feng had not yet collected Qi Ziyun debris, so he stayed on the 31st floor for nearly 10 days before climbing to the 32nd floor.

On the 32nd floor, each head of Ziyun divine beast has the same strength as the middle level peak of the ordinary six robbers. With Han Feng's current strength, he does not dare to fight too many at once.

Otherwise, if you fall into the encirclement, you will suffer heavy damage if you do not die.

On the 32nd floor, Han Feng was very careful. After a full month, he collected Qi Ziyun fragments and condensed them into a key to Ziyun. He went up to the 33rd floor.

…… On the 33rd floor, a figure sits in the void.

Suddenly, a startling purple light column in the distance soared into the sky. The figure murmured to himself, "finally someone has come to the 33rd floor. It's worth waiting so long."

"Is it Huang Zheqi? Or junsijie? "

"Huang Zheqi was robbed by me once, and with the strength of Huang Zheqi, it should be a little reluctant to break into such a level, not so fast, that is Jun Sijie?"

"Although I'm a companion from the same place, I have to..."

The figure stood up and stepped forward, and the whole body disappeared as if it had melted into the void, leaving only shallow traces of spatial fluctuations.

Even the purple column of light that enveloped the figure melted into the void and disappeared.

"Well? It's not Jun Sijie Breath close, into the space of the figure, the heart flashed a trace of vibration.

In the land of Yunzhou, are there such people?

Who is this man? Why does he feel a little familiar?

Through the space, the figure hiding in the dark finally saw Han Feng in the purple light.

"It's him!"

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