Above the Immortal Cultivation

The test of the outer and middle circles of the South China Sea Corner is grand and straightforward, without any twists and turns.

This is a clear and honest plot, and it depends on whether the challenger can take it.

Five days later, Wang Lu recovered to his peak, and he slowly stood up. Such a straightforward question seems simple, but in fact, the difficulty increases linearly as the number increases.

The gap between each operation of the formation is basically the same, which is two breaths of precise accuracy.

It was precisely by seizing these short two breaths, going all out to open the way with the Sky-supporting Stick, and breaking through the encirclement of the strange light, that he finally rushed to the 1,520th conch.

In the meantime, in his fleeting perception, there are indeed several kinds of natural treasures that make him dumbfounded, but thinking of the terrible light, he cut off his thoughts and successfully reached this point.

For the next 6,000 conch palaces, where the halls are longer and longer, Wang Lu glanced at the storage bag on his waist in a light and thoughtful manner.

Perhaps, a few of them should help him to overcome all obstacles and reach the inner circle.

He did not know how others broke through the barrier, nor did he have any perception or induction of the light curtain in the inner circle that was similar to the monitoring ranking list.

Only his intuition told him that if he was a few steps slower, the next situation would become quite dangerous, and not only that, he would lose a very precious opportunity.

His life was at stake, and it was also related to Xiaolu's safety, so he had to risk his life.

Looking back at the thick black light that was still surging and filling the entire hall, Wang Lu's eyes flashed.

In the left corner of the hall, a black spirit sword was emitting an amazing spiritual power, which showed the extraordinaryness of this sword.

In his opinion, if he could get the black sword and refine it a little, his strength would take a big step forward.

Putting aside this unrealistic idea, so far, he has only experienced the function of light binding. As for its other magical powers, he did not want to feel it, let alone face it.

Wang Lu left resolutely, exerting all his strength to move forward quickly.

When he turned around, the originally fiery black light "swooshed" towards the black spirit sword like a swallow returning to its nest. In less than two breaths, it disappeared completely, and the hall returned to its original state.

In fact, every time you make a choice, you will lose an opportunity. If Wang Lu takes down the black spirit sword, the black light will disappear by itself and the crisis will be resolved by itself.

However, if such a deep black light is entangled, it will be too difficult to leave. Maybe in the process of taking it, the black light will fall like a giant peak, pressing down on you, and you can't die anymore.

So, even if you have a treasure in your eyes, you have to let it go.

At the 1,520th blue conch palace, Wang Lu passed through the light blue light gate without causing any ripples, as calm as water.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In two breaths, the green light frantically laid down a series of green giant walls in front of the road, like a green mountain 30,000 feet deep blocking the road. The Sky-supporting Stick swept through the army like a broken bamboo, and it took nearly 55 breaths to successfully cross it after 12 consecutive sticks under the extreme entanglement of the green light.

Before the Nascent Soul, more than 30 sticks were the limit, but now it can easily hit more than twice, and with full strength, it can reach hundreds.

The Sky-supporting Stick was reforged by Senior Brother Tian Yidong after it was sent back. Its power is incomparable. Even if it is a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul, if it is just defense, a hundred sticks will be gone, and it will be reduced to ashes.

Stepping into the purple passage, his body relaxed, without any stop, Wang Lu rushed out like a cannonball.

Flashing out of the purple light gate, sending out 12 sticks, and walking out smoothly.

......

Repeated endlessly, repeated endlessly, the years are silent, and time is like water.

Five years have passed.

In front of the 6,417th channel, Wang Lu was panting heavily. He had already hit 67 times, and only 33 hits were left from the limit of 100.

When he swung the stick more than 50 times, half of his strength was used up, and 20% of his mana was consumed.

He had to stop and adjust his breath, and it would take two days each time.

However, what surprised him was that as the number of conch shells broken increased, the time for the hall formation to be opened gradually increased from two breaths to the current three breaths.

He was puzzled.

However, this was a good thing. You know, for every extra breath, he could run 650 feet more. If there was no such short breath, he might have to hit one more stick when he broke through the 4,000th conch shell.

Strength is the inexhaustible root!

Although he still has the yellow cloud of talismans and the six-star arched moon blade, it is not a critical moment now.

If he uses it at this time, his mana will be doubled. Once he encounters some dangers and his mana is insufficient, he might be left behind.

Furthermore, in a race against time, endless power is the first choice, unless the magic power is absolutely necessary, it can save his life.

Wang Lu took two days to adjust his breath, his strength recovered by 80%, and he was on the road again.

He did not let his body reach its peak. If he did so, there would be one more day.

There are still 1,585 conch palaces left. Calculated as three days, it will take thirteen years to reach the inner circle. Adding the five years used, there are only twelve years left in thirty years.

In the inner circle, there will definitely be some powerful people or tests with unfathomable strength. The fighting will be quite bloody and tragic. If you take a step ahead and get some benefits, you will not be passive.

Moreover, he felt that the extra breath of the conch formation was inextricably linked to the time he took to break through the barrier at the moment, so he had to be fast, as fast as possible.

There can be no delay.

Indeed, in the inner circle, on that giant blue water curtain, the leader of the level-breaking has reached the incredible 7,233rd conch, leading the way and no one can catch up.

This person emerged from the 5,000th conch like a comet, and since then, he has been the leader like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and one piece after another of unique blue light "rumbles" in the "first" position.

Wang Lu followed closely from the 5,315th conch palace, and from then on, he was either second or third.

Although he failed to make the list for more than 300 times afterwards, he firmly held these two numbers.

Based on the current results, he is just ranked eighth.

The invisible competition is becoming more and more intense, and a sense of urgency arises spontaneously.

Everyone subconsciously feels the necessity of breaking through the level quickly like Wang Lu, and they all use their means and work hard!