Enlightenment begins with covering the sky

In the Temple of War.

Zhou Tong was directly moved to a vast and endless land. This land was like an ancient battlefield. The ground was red, as if it was dyed red by blood. There is a huge tower in the distance, with a faint white light on the tower door, which is very eye-catching.

At the same time, not far away, the big yellow-haired bear also appeared in front of Zhou Tong. He looked at Zhou Tong and asked: "Which floor do you want to break through? I remind you that you can only break through one layer at a time. The first floor only requires You can get through easily with Wanxiang’s early attack power, but starting from the second level, it’s different.”

"However, with your current strength and the master's magical power of the star-catching hand, I think there is a certain chance of breaking through to the third level. Do you want to give it a try?" asked the big yellow-haired bear.

"As long as you have passed the third level, you can choose the earth-level magic weapon. Your current spirit gathering array can only condense one drop of essence liquid per day on average; but if it is an earth-level formation, the amount of essence liquid condensed A hundred times stronger!"

"But the third level is still too difficult after all. This level is for monks in the realm of gods and demons refining their bodies. Your understanding of the Tao is really terrifying, and you have the magical star-catching hand... Although your cultivation level is far from enough. , but after all, there is still a 30% chance.”

Zhou Tong chuckled and said: "Sancheng, you underestimate me!"

"Third floor, give it a try!" Zhou Tong walked directly towards the tower.

"brush!!"

Zhou Tong took one step and he seemed to shrink into an inch. He came directly to the door of the high tower. Then he took one step and the space suddenly changed.

The void in front of him changed, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in a white space with a radius of a thousand feet.

However, the moment Zhou Tong entered here, golden light suddenly condensed in the void, and finally transformed into a heavenly soldier wearing golden armor.

This man has a cold face, and the armor on his body is even more gorgeous. He also has two hammers in his hands.

"Huh!?" As soon as this person appeared, he immediately looked at Zhou Tong.

"Little guy, you are very weak!" The golden-armored man looked at Zhou Tong, "Your level of divine and demon body refining seems to be only in the early stage of Zifu? It is too easy for my clone with this condensed divine power to defeat you."

"Little guy, you'd better admit defeat as soon as possible. Otherwise, if we get into a fight, I'm afraid you will be wiped out as soon as I hammer you down." The man in golden armor looked down on Zhou Tong, with a hint of arrogance in his words.

However, he does have the capital to be proud.

The way of refining the body of gods and demons, the Zifu realm is rebirth with a drop of blood, and the Wanxiang realm is transformation; and at the Yuan Shen stage, you can use part of your flesh and blood to condense a clone.

Of course, the clone of Yuanshen Taoist is very weak, and it must act together with the original deity. And the person in front of him who can condense a clone with just a trace of divine power is naturally a god and demon whose strength is far above the realm of Yuanshen.

"It's just a clone of divine power, and the divine body is no more than what I am now. It can be destroyed with a snap of a finger. I made a mistake in choosing this level. You are not my opponent, far from it. It's a waste of an opportunity." Zhou Tong shook his head. , chuckled.

The golden-armored man's expression changed drastically. Zhou Tong's words were indeed correct. His clone is very weak, and the weapons in his hands are only transformed by divine power.

The only capital he relies on, which is enough to overlook Zhou Tong, is his "realm" from his own deity and his understanding of the great road. Of course, this kind of capital is just his self-righteous capital.

"If I were to come here, I could spray you to death with just one breath!" The man in golden armor looked unhappy, but still had a somewhat arrogant expression, "Even if it is just a clone with a trace of divine power, even if it is my weakest clone, But to deal with someone like you in the Purple Mansion Realm... who doesn't respect martial ethics and makes a sneak attack!?"

When the man in golden armor was boasting about himself, a stunning sword light struck down.

The sharp sword light cut through the sky, and the man in golden armor was shocked to find that there was a jet black light on the blade. It was indestructible and could cut everything. It had the terrifying power to cut through everything. What was even more terrifying was the five colors in the sword light. The light flashes, and the five elements interact with each other. As the sword light cuts, its power continues to increase.

"Not good!" The man in golden armor's face changed wildly. He slammed the sledgehammer in his hand forward with all his strength, and suddenly a strange ripple appeared in the void.

However, the sword's light was extremely sharp, cutting off all the ripples with a powerful gesture, and suddenly collided with the sledgehammer.

"Boom!!"

There was a loud noise, and the void shook violently. The sledgehammer in the hand of the man in golden armor was directly chopped open. Although the man in golden armor tried his best to resist the sword with his divine power, in the end, even the golden armor on his body was broken. He The body was stabbed so hard that the bones were visible, and the body was almost split open.

"How is it possible? The realm of Zifu? The power of the sword? What kind of monster is this!!" The man in golden armor was shocked. It took half of his divine power to block this sword. Another strike and he would be dead.

After all, his body is just the condensed divine power, and it will be gone when the divine power is exhausted.

"Are you a reincarnated immortal?" The man in golden armor looked at Zhou Tong solemnly. What shocked him even more was that Zhou Tong who struck this blow had a completely indifferent attitude. The sword seemed to be a casual blow from him. .

Moreover, the opponent had not used a weapon yet, so the knife was struck by him using his palm as a knife.

"Why do you need to find reasons for your failure?" Zhou Tong said leisurely, "If I expected it right, this sword has used up about half of your divine power... Your strength is about the same as I expected, and you are worthy of my subordinates. Be merciful, I only used 50% of my strength."

"Fifty percent power? Fifty percent strength consumes half of my divine power. Do you want to say that if you attack with all your strength, you can defeat me with just one blow?" The man in golden armor looked ugly.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood!" Zhou Tong shook his head.

This also made the man in golden armor feel a little more comfortable, and he nodded slightly.

Zhou Tong continued: "My Five Elements of Life and Death, the bonus to my attacks is stronger than you think. With 10% more power, the power is not just increased by 10%."

"So, if I really want to kill you with one blow, I only need to use 80% of my strength."

"You!!" The man in golden armor glared at Zhou Tong.

When the man in golden armor was furious, Zhou Tong leisurely took out a weapon from his storage equipment.

"Sword!?" The man in golden armor stared at the weapon in Zhou Tong's hand, with a hint of doubt in his anger.

Zhou Tongtong: "The reason why I didn't kill you with one blow is because I wanted to lend you your hand and practice sword practice! When I was practicing sword training before, I accidentally developed the power of a sword. Logically speaking, I am better at The sword is right, and of course you have to understand the power of a sword to be balanced."

"you wanna die!!"

The man in golden armor roared wildly, the golden light all over his body surged, and the only remaining hammer in his hand turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Zhou Tong, in a desperate posture.