The first hall, the fifth floor of the battle pavilion.

On the vast plains, a thousand dragon-scaled lions are entrenched. Each dragon-scaled lion has tens of thousands of years of cultivation and has sharp horns on its head.

Tang Lin stood in front of the group of dragon-scaled lions. After fighting all the way, the strength of the dragon-scaled lions on the fifth level was far more than ten times that of the fourth level!

Tang Lin's expression was solemn, he held his life chart above his head, releasing powerful vitality to cover his body, and then he held his hand, and the vitality gathered into a sword.

"Nine Palaces Realm!"

"Sorrowful Sword Technique!"

Tang Lin's figure fluttered and came to the group of dragon-scaled lions. The life chart above his head released the Nine Palaces Domain, covering most of the plain.

Every dragon-scaled lion trapped in the realm has an illusion in front of him.

This Nine Palaces area is like a maze, with a fantasy effect, allowing Tang Lin to fight the dragon-scaled lion one-on-one!

Plus the swordsmanship of Shangqing.

Although these dragon-scaled lions were strong, they could not withstand Tang Lin's sword skills. Within a thousand breaths, the Nine Palaces Domain on the plain was removed like a tide, leaving only the corpses of thousands of dragon-scaled lions.

Every corpse was killed with one sword!

In front of Tang Lin, an ancient book, a piece of armor, and a brocade box appeared.

Tang Lin glanced at them and put them all into the storage ring. He didn't need any of these treasures. When he left here, he would exchange them all for spiritual stones.

In front of Tang Lin, a door appeared, and behind the door was what looked like another palace.

The second hall!

Tang Lin's eyes shone as he stepped forward to the second hall, "I wonder which hall Xuanyuan is in at the moment?"

He valued Xuanyuan as much as Se Ming. Intuitively speaking, Xuanyuan was more terrifying in his heart.

Especially the supreme swordsmanship that I have understood!

Cut off fate, ranking third on the Heavenly Dao list, second only to Tianji! Sword Dao is originally one of the three thousand avenues, and some people have understood it before. For example, the Nine Swords Immortal, but the sword Dao they understood can only be ranked in the top 100.

name!

And the kendo that Xuanyuan understood was also kendo, but ranked third!

This explains a lot!

In the second hall, there are also three pavilions. Power, artistic conception, and battle!

Tang Lin took the lead towards the Power Pavilion.

"My fifteen lives are counted. I don't know which floor I can get to." Tang Lin looked at the Power Pavilion and walked in.

The first floor of the Power Pavilion.

In the spacious hall, a majestic and strong man stood, holding a big hammer in his hand, with a calm aura on his burly body.

"You want to challenge?" the majestic and strong man said coldly.

Tang Lin said: "Yes."

The majestic and strong man said calmly: "As long as you take one blow from me, you will pass!"

Tang Lin smiled slightly and said, "Let's take action."

The majestic and strong man glanced at him coldly. He clenched the hammer in his hand, and the vitality in his body was released like a hurricane, raising his angry hair. His whole body seemed to be surrounded by a flame, essence, and energy.

God, everything is already burning!

Tang Lin looked solemn and held up his life chart.

On the birth chart, the fifteen life spring points are as dazzling and intense as stars, and the silver-white light flows like mercury throughout the hall.

The majestic and strong man stared at Tang Lin's life chart with his eyes widened.

"Fifteen life spring points? How is that possible?" His face changed color.

Tang Lin said lightly: "This is reality."

——In reality, nothing is impossible.

The majestic and strong man stared at the dazzling life chart, gritted his teeth, suddenly swung the big hammer in his hand, and smashed it on Tang Lin's head.

The power of a hammer is like a landslide!

Before the hammer arrived, the strong wind had already blown Tang Lin's black hair back, and his body seemed to be blown away.

The life chart suspended above Tang Lin's head suddenly flashed with silver light, appeared in front of Tang Lin, and hit the big hammer.

This birth chart was like a shooting star. I saw a flash of silver light, and the big hammer was shaken and flew backwards.

Tang Lin stood quietly.

The battle was over as soon as it started.

The exchange of moves between masters takes place in an instant.

The majestic man's face changed slightly, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "You win."

Tang Lin didn't say anything and turned around and walked towards the second floor.

He felt a little heavy.

On the first level, he would use the twelfth life spring point on his birth chart. On the second level, he would have to use all the life spring points to win.

What about the third level?

The assessment of this second hall has exceeded Tang Lin's imagination.

Second floor.

Tang Lin faced a swordsman in white. This battle was just as he expected. He had to use all his life points to barely win.

Facing the third level, Tang Lin felt a little helpless.

"There are no more spiritual stones in the storage ring. If I get three million more spiritual stones, I can open two more life spring points. On this third level, I may still be able to fight."

"Could it be that my end point is the second level?"

Tang Lin frowned. Among the three pavilions, the most difficult one for him to break into was the Pavilion of Power. He was confident enough in both combat and artistic conception.

Only lacks strength!

Although he had no confidence, Tang Lin finally reached the third floor.

On the third floor is a scholar in a green shirt, holding a fan in his hand. On the fan are nine eagles with wings spread soaring into the sky.

He stood there gently and gracefully, without any murderous intent.

Tang Lin's heart tightened in vain. He was a little lucky before he reached this level, but when he saw the scholar in green shirt, his heart became cold.

"Please." The scholar in green shirt smiled.

Tang Lin stared at him, took a deep breath, and clenched his fists. When he decided to challenge, he had forgotten everything.

Forgot the huge power gap.

Forgot the pain.

There is only one belief in my heart - fight!

Only by fighting can you be invincible!

The life chart was pulled out from the top of his head, and the silver-white light shone across the entire hall. The fifteen life spring points glowed brilliantly, and a powerful domain power enveloped Tang Lin's body.

In this field, his strength has increased to an incredible level.

The scholar in green shirt just looked at it with a smile. At most, he was slightly surprised when he saw the fifteen life spring points on the birth chart, but otherwise had no other expression.

Tang Lin stared at him and roared suddenly. His clothes were stretched open by fiery red hair, and fine blood-red scales appeared on his bronze skin.

"roar--"

A wild beast roar echoed throughout the hall.

Standing in front of the scholar in green shirt was a blood-red unicorn!

The blood-red unicorn's nostrils spurted the breath of fire, and the temperature around his body almost melted the entire palace.

His copper bell-like eyes stared intently at the scholar in blue.

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the scholar in green shirt, "It's interesting that he is a descendant of the Barbarian God." He held the fan in his hand.

Fans can not only fan the wind, they can also kill people.

His figure suddenly flashed, bringing with him a series of afterimages, directly above the head of the blood-red unicorn, and drew down the fan in his hand.

A crescent moon-like light flashed out and struck the blood-red unicorn's head.

At this moment, the silver life chart suddenly flashed with light and stood in front of the fan. At the same time, the body of the blood-red unicorn suddenly galloped, turning out more than a dozen phantom bodies and trampling on the scholar in blue.

The scholar in green shirt was surrounded by blood-red unicorns. He looked at the phantoms of blood-red unicorns around him. Without thinking, he raised his fan to resist.

Boom!

The iron hoof stepped on the fan, as if a wave of energy was aroused, impacting all around, and the air was crushed.
To be continued...