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Dou Tian stood in the same place, gasping, his body trembling. The sword just now almost exhausted all his strength, and it was also his most powerful blow.

"The strength is pretty good. You passed the first level." The old man said faintly.

It's just good, isn't it? Doutian is not narcissistic, but few of his peers are his opponents.

Moreover, he was within three steps of the old man. If he didn't hastily withdraw his sword, maybe he could go further.

"It's just the first level." The old man also said that his voice was like a spring breeze, and doutian felt exhausted.

When he was surprised, the old man took out a black ball the size of a human head. The black ball was made of nothing but two tiny holes.

Doutian tried to penetrate into it with a trace of soul power, and suddenly felt that his head was a little fuzzy. There were countless channels in the black ball, dense, like a complicated maze.

His soul power can't penetrate for a moment, which is amazing in doutian's heart. This black ball is really not simple.

"Give up so soon?" The old man said with a smile, "this is the second level. If your soul power can enter one of the holes and then come out from the other hole, even if you pass. Of course, before you start, you can recover your mind."

"Good." Doutian nodded, and he was also very curious. He didn't believe that his soul power could not penetrate the black sphere.

Then he sat directly in the same place, and the old man looked at Dou Tian with a smile. Then he waved his hand, and the light of the magic spirit tower suddenly disappeared.

"Failed? Why didn't anyone come out? " Outside the phantom tower, the crowd was shocked.

The six lights under the magic spirit tower suddenly disappeared, but doutian didn't appear. Not to mention the surprise of the examination soldiers, even the examination elders were puzzled.

Examination elder just wanted to go to the seventh floor to have a look, but at this time, a strange voice came into his ear, let him look shocked.

"Next!" Check the deep suction airway.

Other people don't know why, but they don't ask much. If they get angry with the examination elder and directly cancel the qualification, it will be troublesome.

"Did doutian enter the seventh level?" Hundred Li hears the wind to wonder a way, "that person how didn't come out, died in inside?"

"I haven't heard of anyone dying in it yet." Hundred Li gale shook his head and said, "go back to rest first, the third round of assessment will start tomorrow."

Bai Yu looks at the seventh floor of the magic spirit tower in doubt and leaves with the hundred Li wind brothers.

In the seventh floor, half an hour later, doutian stood up, looked at the old man and said, "master, you can do it."

The old man did not speak, just nodded, eyes again immersed in the painting on the wall. The black sphere is on the table.

Doutian walked past, and a trace of soul power penetrated through a small hole in the black sphere. There were countless lines in the sphere, one divided into three and three divided into nine.

With just a dozen breaths, doutian's soul power has become inextricably linked, but it is still unable to close the channels in the whole sphere.

Doutian couldn't imagine how many channels there were in the sphere. He even doubted that this hole could really go through the opposite hole?

In this sphere, it is a huge labyrinth. If people walk in it, they will never come out.

But this small black ball, it is estimated that ordinary people can not make it.

Slowly, doutian's forehead exuded a trace of sweat, his back was already wet, and his face was a little pale.

The old man looked back from time to time. He had a strange look in his eyes. He said in his heart, "it's half a cup of tea. It's hard to hold on for such a long time."

Doutian has forgotten himself. Countless soul forces are shuttling through the black, and countless soul wires are strangely gathered together. Unfortunately, they are still unable to penetrate the past.

Dou Tian roughly estimated that the passage in the black sphere was tens of millions. He said that it was very difficult for a soldier to get through.

This is also the reason why his soul power is extremely pure. It can be scattered into thousands of threads. If he were another person, he would have been dizzy.

After all, to control all kinds of soul power is a great consumption of one's mind.

"It's not a way to go on like this. If you can really get through, it's very easy to use other methods, but it's too difficult to rely on soul power alone." Doutian's heart sank slightly.

If it were for another person, it would have given up, but doutian still insisted.

"These small channels must be regular, not messy." Doutian thought to himself, suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his heart trembled slightly: "soul grain! These channels are composed of soul lines! "

Thinking of this, Dou Tian's heart was shocked, and his eyes looked at the old man. Is the old man the legendary soul sculptor?

The general mind is still trying, but the other half is starting to deliberate.In the sea of doutian's soul, countless soul forces condense into a spherical beam, and the threads of soul force interweave with each other, but strangely they don't touch each other.

"The man who made this black sphere is probably a master among the soul sculptors." Dou Tian thought to himself.

His soul power has been scattered and sunk by hundreds of millions of strands. It is impossible for ordinary people's soul power to do this. Doutian has done it, which is extraordinary.

"I don't believe it. I can't find a way out by simulating all the channels." Doutianning said.

In the soul sea, there are more and more soul threads in the black sphere. Slowly, it seems to become an entity, and it is increasing.

Doutian's face was very white, as if he was going to fall down at any time.

In his eyes, the old man even became excited. He was surprised and said, "three hours, still insisting?"

Whoo!

At this time, a wisp of fine soul power penetrated from another hole. The old man's whole body trembled violently, and his lips began to tremble.

"It's a success!" The old man exclaimed, flashing to doutian's side, holding doutian's body in one hand.

"I did it!" Dou Tian pale smile, then fainted in the past, the whole person exhausted, almost collapse.

"For decades, someone has succeeded." The old man's body trembled slightly, which was a kind of heartfelt excitement. With a flick of a finger, a beam of light shot into the Dou celestial body.

A soft light roared out of doutian's body, and his face became ruddy. About three hours later, doutian opened his eyes.

But I saw the old man with his back to him, his eyes still staring at the painting.

"Are you awake?" The old man converged, and this time he looked at doutian kindly. "What's your name? Can you tell me how you did it? "

"The younger generation fights for heaven." Doutian didn't feel any malice from the old man, so he put down his heart. "There are too many channels here. I divided my soul power into thousands of threads, slowly found out the mouth, and finally found it by accident."

"Divide the soul power into thousands of threads?" When the old man heard this, he looked at Dou Tian in a daze.