"Um?"

Shi Yun is very curious.

What is the artistic conception of the tower spirit on the ninth level of this battle tower?

After all, Shi Yun was not afraid of being alert when the other party was confident.

The other party knew that he had evolved into a sword force, but he was still so confident. There must be a reason.

The other party’s artistic conception must be very terrifying!

But, what exactly is the other person's artistic conception?

"Buzz".

The next moment, Shi Yun almost thought without thinking and immediately showed his sword force.

The sword force quickly covered the entire ninth floor battle tower.

Shi Yun will feel safe only when he is covered by the sword force.

Shi Yun did not take the initiative to attack.

After all, Shi Yun also wants to see the other party’s artistic conception, then intercept it, finally refine, merge, and enhance the sword momentum!

The next moment, a strange aura emanated from Ta Ling.

As this aura appeared, it was like a rippling ripples on the calm water surface.

Even Shi Yun's sword force seemed to be unable to completely suppress this artistic conception.

Even, Shi Yun's body had already brushed past Shi Yun, but Shi Yun seemed to have no sense of urgency.

"What kind of artistic conception is this?"

Shi Yun frowned.

He didn't feel anything.

However, the next moment, in Shi Yun's eyes, the body of the ninth-level tower spirit was actually at an incredible speed.

It's like a ray of light.

Yes, the speed is incredible, even Shi Yun's divine consciousness cannot keep up with the speed of the tower spirit.

But how can a person's speed reach so fast?

This is simply impossible!

Even if it is a powerful person who can travel through space, it is absolutely impossible to reach as fast as light.

"Doesn't it feel like I'm very fast?"

"Your divine mind can't even keep up."

"Actually, it's not that I'm too fast, but that your perception has slowed down!"

Ta Ling spoke slowly.

Even, in the Shiyun explanation.

This battle tower was originally intended to help many disciples of Mount Sumeru.

Therefore, the ninth level tower spirit also tried its best to help the disciples of Mount Sumeru to improve.

She did not hide the magic of her artistic conception.

"I'm slowing down?"

Shi Yun murmured in a low voice.

"Yes, the artistic conception I have realized is called dullness!"

"Once you are shrouded in my artistic conception, all your perceptions will become dull. I am just a normal speed, but in your eyes it is elusive and incredible."

"Eternal God Emperor"

"And, my slow mood has been perfect. Even if your knife potential energy is suppressed, it cannot be completely suppressed."

Shi Yun was shocked.

This "slow" characteristic is really amazing.

It's simply terrifying.

Make perception dull.

Then he slowed down, and the opponent's speed could naturally be unimaginable.

This kind of dullness is not just the dullness of the eyes, but the dullness of consciousness.

This is a very terrible and very rare artistic conception.

Shi Yun even felt that no one could pass through the ninth floor of the seventh battle tower.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

There is no name on the stone tablet outside the seventh battle tower.

No one can pass the ninth floor of the seventh battle tower!

"Thank you for your answer."

Shi Yun understood the other party's artistic conception.

Ta Ling nodded. In fact, there were many disciples of Mount Sumeru who had passed the ninth floor, and there were also many who knew the dull artistic conception.

However, no one has been able to pass the ninth floor.

The reason is very simple.

Even if you know the slow mood, there is no way to do it at all.

You move like a snail.

How to deal with the ninth level tower spirit?

"Just you understand."

"Since you understand, it's time to send you out!"

Ta Ling shook his head slightly.

I originally thought Shi Yun could give her some surprises or even pressure.

Now it seems that's just that.

It is naturally very terrifying to be able to evolve into sword force and is extremely talented.

But,

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Shi Yun's sword force was still a little weak, and he could not completely suppress her slow artistic conception.

Even if only 10% of the artistic conception covers Shi Yun, then the victory or defeat is decided.

There is no suspense at all.

"stop".

The next moment, the sword light flashed in Ta Ling's hand.

She was like a ray of light, and in the blink of an eye she arrived in front of Shi Yun.

Under the influence of the slow artistic conception, Shi Yun did not move at all.

He is like a living target.

No matter how strong your body is or how strong your defense is, you can treat it as a living target. At worst, it can only take some time.

Victory must belong to the Tower Spirit!

"laugh".

Ta Ling "pierces" Shi Yun with one sword.

However, because of this, Shi Yun's face changed drastically.

"you......"

Ta Ling turned around.

Shi Yun was still there, but there was no wound on Shi Yun's body.

It's like an illusion.

This made Ta Ling puzzled.

The tower spirit approached Shi Yun step by step, and then stabbed out one sword after another, stabbing Shi Yun's body, and it actually penetrated directly.
To be continued...