Chapter 490 Picking an Opponent

After finishing speaking, Zhen Ling disappeared again.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all walked towards that house. There was a dark door, and nothing could be seen inside.

"Let's go." Ling Han and the others also walked over, the room seemed like a bottomless pit, no one would be crowded if anyone entered.

Phew, the moment Ling Han walked in, he found himself in a circular stone room with all surroundings closed. The place was huge, with a diameter of a hundred feet and a height of a hundred feet.

Thinking of what Zhen Ling said, Ling Han quickly sensed it, and found that he had indeed lost contact with the Black Tower.

His consciousness was pulled out.

hiss!

He was very shocked, knowing that a person who loses his consciousness is equivalent to an empty shell, if his consciousness is always trapped here, then his body will starve to death!

Even if the Blooming Flower Realm breaks away from the mundane world and only needs to absorb spiritual energy to survive, it will slowly die of old age.

If the spirits wanted to kill them, it would be a matter of one thought—since they could pull out their consciousness, they would naturally be able to kill them easily.

As expected of a god-level formation, he didn't even know how to extract his consciousness.

Hum, that childish boy appeared and said, "Choose your opponent, what realm and star value do you want?"

Ling Han thought for a while, and said: "Let's come to the twenty stars of the altar first."

"You are on the second floor of the altar, more than eighteen stars?" Zhen Ling actually showed a look of surprise in a very humane manner, "Yes, if you can really pass such a test, this is quite a strength in the Brahma Heaven .”

Ling Han was even more surprised, was Eighteen Stars just pretty good? Brahma? Is this the place of the gods?

"What weapon do you use?" Zhen Ling asked again.

"Sword!" Ling Han said.

Phew, a long sword appeared out of nowhere and stuck at Ling Han's feet.

Ling Han still wanted to discuss the matter of Brahma with Zhenling again, but before he could ask, Zhenling had disappeared, replaced by a swordsman, of medium build, but expressionless.

So strong!

Ling Han's heart trembled for no reason, this is a real swordsman, exuding an astonishing sword intent all over his body, just looking at it makes his soul seem to be torn apart.

He was full of fighting spirit, drew his sword in his hand, and said: "Then let's fight!"

The swordsman lowered his knees slightly, and then shot out suddenly, the speed was unbelievably fast, and the long sword was unsheathed, bringing out an astonishing sword light, which was bitter and cold.

Ling Han was not afraid, he raised his sword to meet him.

Ding ding ding, the two fought fiercely. This is obviously only the space of spiritual consciousness, but it is extremely real, and the sparks created by the collision are not fake.

The swordsman swung his sword, and immediately there were ten streaks of sword energy, sweeping towards Ling Han.

"That's right, ten sword qi, now I really have met my opponent!" Ling Han laughed loudly, and swung out the same sword, cutting out ten sword qi.

Ding ding ding ding, the sword energy collided and annihilated one after another.

Ling Han was surprised that the quality of the opponent's sword energy was not weaker than his, which is very rare. He was full of pride, and said: "Then take another sword from me!" He began to operate Xuanmiao Three Thousand.

But before the sword momentum was generated, he was forced to stop. The swordsman was surprisingly sensitive to battles, and he immediately slashed through with his sword, stopping Ling Han's energy accumulation.

"Interesting! Interesting!" Ling Han laughed loudly, "You are still the first opponent in the same realm to make me stop my sword!"

The swordsman only had the instinct of fighting, and he continued to unleash his sword, attacking like a tide.

Ling Han activates the Eye of True Seeing, and unfolds the ever-changing and thousand-illusioned body skills. Under the opponent's sword power, he is still accumulating energy, and he wants to hit Xuanmiao Sanqian to directly resolve the battle.

The swordsman's attack became more and more urgent,

Suddenly the long sword paused slightly, and when the sword cut down, the phantoms of ten mountains fell towards Ling Han.

Kaka Kaka, Ling Han's body immediately made a crisp sound, as if his bones were about to break, but Ling Han didn't care. He has cultivated a body of iron skin, and his body is equivalent to precious gold of the same level. If it crushes his body, it must at least be a state of life.

In this spiritual space, Zhen Ling also faithfully copied his physical strength, except that the black tower, the magic sword and other weapons were not brought in, and there was almost no difference from the real body.

Ling Han laughed, and the sword came out, and suddenly, Qian Yi's sword light emerged, slashing towards the swordsman.

These sword lights are too dense, unless the swordsman also has the eye of true seeing, and his understanding of the mysterious three thousand is not weaker than Ling Han, it is possible to kill from these sword lights, just like Ling Han once did, Killed in Yao Huiyue's sword force.

But the swordsman obviously didn't have these two points, so he was hit, puff puff, he was also very strong, and he cut off more than five hundred sword qi when the long sword was unfolded, but the following sword light It drowned him.

When all the sword lights disappeared, the swordsman also disappeared.

This is originally a spiritual space, and the swordsman is not an entity at all.

"Very good, passed." The spirit appeared again, "You still have two chances to choose your opponent."

Ling Han asked, "Can I rank first in this grade?"

"Because of the rules, I can't answer you." Zhen Ling shook his head and said sternly.

"Can you tell me about the Great Brahma?" Ling Han changed the question, which was actually what he wanted to ask.

"Limited to the rules, I can't answer you." Zhen Ling said the same thing.

Ling Han couldn't help sighing, thought for a while, and said: "Let's get another 25-star combat power on the altar."

"As you wish." The spirit disappeared, and another swordsman appeared, even more terrifying than the previous one. Every hair was blown automatically, cutting the air, forming vortices.

Ling Han was surprised. In Hengtian Continent, twenty stars is the limit of a realm's combat power, and if it goes up, it will cross a great realm. But because the altar is too different from Shenghua, no matter how strong the altar is, it is impossible to fight Shenghua, so there is a gap in combat power.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Ling really made a twenty-five-star shrine for him.

Play and see.

Ling Han rushed up, and the two fought. This swordsman was indeed stronger than the previous one, and he was not even a little bit stronger. The increase of five combat power stars, this is also the limit that ordinary geniuses can cross.

In this battle, Ling Han fought extremely hard, his body was cut with countless sword marks, even the iron body could not resist such sword blows. What made him even more depressed was that he couldn't run the Book of Immortality.

Zhen Ling couldn't simulate this set of exercises!

What does this mean, the level of the Immortal Scripture is higher than this formation, so it doesn't work?

Ling Han still had time to think about it, but after suffering such a heavy injury, he also won the chance to hit the Xuanmiao 3000. With a single strike, the sky was full of sword light.

But the second swordsman was really strong. He cut off a thousand sword lights, and finally a hundred sword lights fell on him, but they didn't kill him. He only lost a left leg and arm, and his chest and abdomen. There was also a big hole, but he was still standing on one leg, holding the sword firmly.

Ling Han gritted his teeth, this is the combat power of the twenty-five stars of the altar, it's really fierce!