The world of self-cultivation has been ruined by me

Not in a hurry to climb, Su Li felt every step of the sword energy step up, wanting to find out the mystery of the sword energy step.

Gradually, the gap between him and others widened, even the weakest Lian Yao reached the tenth floor, while he only reached the seventh floor.

The fastest blue knife has reached the No.20 floor. Although the footsteps are slowed down, they are extremely firm, obviously not reaching the limit.

Most of the people are over the tenth floor, climbing slowly.

"Hmph, it's embarrassing." Ye Qingxuan looked at Su Li's body, and the disdain in her words was undisguised.

Bai Wuji shook his head: "With his strength, he shouldn't be so slow, maybe he's investigating something?"

"Which one of the people on the sword qi step is not the generation of arrogance, if there is any mystery in the sword qi step, they will not be able to find it?"

Ye Qingxuan sneered and said, "It's just grandstanding!"

Bai Wuji glanced at her, but didn't answer. Ye Qingxuan hated Su Li deeply, and her emotions affected her rationality.

Not only him, but the rest of them also noticed Ye Qingxuan's abnormality, but they couldn't say much, they could only sigh secretly.

"Forget it, maybe get rid of Su Li, and she can recover."

As the protagonist being talked about, Su Li didn't know what they were talking about. He was completely immersed in a certain state at this moment, ignoring all perceptions from the outside world.

Every time you go up a step, stay for a while, and climb again.

His eyes lost focus, and he stepped out mechanically.

Climbing up to another level of sword energy, Su Li stayed for a while, and the fluctuation of spiritual power on his body suddenly weakened a little, but he didn't feel any abnormality.

Stay for a while, step out, a new step brings more pressure.

But instead of increasing the fluctuation of spiritual power on Su Li's body, it became weaker.

The strange thing is, it stands to reason that with part of his spiritual power, his body would be under greater pressure, but he didn't show any abnormalities.

On the contrary, the expression on his face relaxed a little.

"I understand."

With a low voice, Su Li's eyes regained focus and he smiled lightly.

Looking at the No. 11 step, Su Li stepped up. The sudden increase in pressure caused his body to tremble slightly, and then he stabilized.

Feeling carefully, his face revealed a look of relief: "Sure enough, the sword power at this level has become stronger."

Jianli, he named it himself.

He has always believed that since it is a test, it is impossible for them to break through by brute force, and there must be rules.

With this in mind, along the way, he stayed until the end of each level of sword energy, taking this opportunity to find the mystery.

Until not long ago, he vaguely felt that there was an inexplicable force in the pressure, which was mixed with the pressure, and he couldn't detect it without heart sensing.

He found that this inexplicable force wanted to squeeze into his body, but was blocked by the spiritual power of his body, wandering around.

Upon discovering this, he tried to absorb part of his spiritual power, took the initiative to incorporate that inexplicable power into his body, and suddenly discovered that this power was tempering his body.

Rather than saying tempering, it is better to say transformation, because the inexplicable power is too little, the changes in the body are extremely weak, and he can't sense any changes.

But the most intuitive manifestation is that with the transformation of the body, the pressure from the outside world has become weaker. Although it is extremely inconspicuous, it also made him sure that his choice was correct.

After confirming the true meaning of the test, Su Li didn't hesitate any longer, and took the initiative to cooperate with the sword power named by him to transform his body.

Pressure was no longer a problem, so Su Li was in the mood to observe other people's situation.

The most conspicuous thing is the green knife, one step at a time, and now it has reached the fourth floor of No.20.

Apart from the fact that the surge of spiritual power on his body was getting stronger and stronger, Qing Dao's expression didn't show any change, it was obvious that he hadn't reached the limit yet.

From this point alone, it can be found that Qing Dao's strength far surpasses him.

According to his estimation, if he breaks through with strength, he can go up to the [-]th floor at most.

Of course, this is not a demonized state.

At this time, the gap between the others gradually widened, and Feng Chen followed Qing Dao to the third floor of No.20.

His eyes were fixed on Qingdao, the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, with dissatisfaction on his face, it was obvious that he wanted to compete with Qingdao for the number one position.

Perhaps in his heart, the fairy sword is not important, his pride does not allow himself to fall behind.

The third place is Jian San and Yun Lan, who are on the twentieth floor.

Although they didn't climb as fast as Qingdao, it didn't mean they were weaker than him, as it could be seen from their easier movements than Qingdao.

It's just that the method is different, Qingdao is advancing bravely, as if he is holding his breath, ready to climb to the top in one go.

But Jian San and Yun Lan fought steadily.

Jin Chen is in the middle, on the No.18 floor, but from his trembling body, it can be seen that he is almost reaching the limit.

Jianzong Jianqi is next to him, and his position is similar to his, on the No.17 floor.

However, Jian Qi's complexion was much better than Jin Chen's, and he probably climbed higher than Jin Chen.

Another disciple of Jianzong performed mediocrely. Standing on the No.16 floor, he played steadily, and he couldn't see where his limit was.

There is also the weakest Lian Yao, standing on the No.15 floor, his body trembling slightly, and it seems that he can go up a few more floors.

At this moment, Su Li suddenly heard exclamations from the crowd outside, and at the same time, he saw what was going on out of the corner of his eyes.

The blue knife in front of him suddenly pulled out the blue long knife in his hand, and slashed forward fiercely.

At this time, he was standing on the No.20 eighth-floor sword qi step, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, obviously the huge pressure made him a little bit unbearable.

Even so, his body was still straight, it seemed that no amount of pressure could make him bend down.

The hand holding the cyan long knife is extremely stable, which is also in line with his personality, and he will cut him with any difficulty.

An illusory sword aura attached to the long knife and stretched forward, as if it had received an inexplicable force, trying to annihilate his sword screen.

However, although it was difficult, it continued steadily, breaking through layers of sword energy steps, until it reached the third floor of No.30.

Arriving here, no matter how hard Qing Dao tried, he couldn't move forward at all, as if there was an indestructible barrier in front of him.

Frowning, Qingdao gave up the struggle and joined the sword with his body, with a cyan sword aura attached to his body, which merged with the sword screen, and instantly came to the third floor of No.30.

Arriving here, the green knife was exhausted in one breath, and the blue knife energy on his body dissipated.

puff!
At this time, bloody flowers suddenly popped out of his body, as if pierced by invisible sword energy.

Qingdao's face changed, and then his thick eyebrows stood upright, and he shouted: "I don't practice swords, get out!"

After the words fell, Qing Dao clenched the long blue sword tightly with both hands, and a blue phantom long sword enveloped his body. From a distance, it seemed that a person had turned into a sword.

The cyan illusory long knife exuded a strong cyan brilliance, and cut forward, as if breaking through an invisible barrier, leading him to the fourth floor of No.30.