"What is the key?"

Yang Lie's sea of ​​consciousness kept analyzing, his soul power was consumed violently, and in the end, the mysterious golden beads began to tremble. Obviously, this intense comprehending is also a great burden for it.

The black demon dog is anxious and annoyed. The most important thing now is to pass the level. The most rational approach is naturally to directly destroy the six-color warrior with one move, and to successfully pass the third level.

However, Yang Lie was immersed in martial arts comprehending, but he could not interrupt and could only stomp his feet with hatred.

Against the bomb! Repel! Start again!

Yang Lie rushed forward again and again, and a series of seemingly true and false Hunyuan powers burst out from his palms, hitting the Six Colorful Warriors.

Because he did not want to use other means, Yang Lie suffered a considerable injury every time. Fortunately, he had a nine-patterned battle body and had sword intent to protect his body. If he had been others, he would have been shaken to pieces.

"What exactly makes six different veins mixed into one?"

"Is it a formation? Or a powerful cultivation? Or a soul power?"

"No! All are not! They seem to have achieved a balance without using any external force, but relying on their own power...balance!"

Suddenly, a beam of spiritual light suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if the eyes were tearing apart the void covered by the mist, illuminating the earth warmly.

Yang Lie stood there dumbly, with an extremely surprised light bursting out from his eyes: "Yes, it's balance!"

"puff!"
Chapter completed!