The killing Gu was dead, Zhao Mad pulled up the blood-red poppy, and the compelling blood and aura were mixed with aura, so Zhao Mad nodded unsatisfied, and casually put it in a jade box made of spiritual jade and put it into the acceptance ring.

Killing Gu wasn't the first monster he had encountered, there were countless creatures in the blood mist that seemed to be covered in a layer of blood-colored skin, and these creatures would attack as long as they encountered living beings, and their methods were different and formidable.

However, Zhao Mad was calm in the blood mist, because before he entered the abyss of the Ten Thousand Worlds, he had already been promoted to the seventh layer of the Immortal Stage Supreme Realm because of the opportunity he obtained in the Immortal Tomb!

It's just that after reaching the seventh layer, Zhao Mad found that the mana in his sea of qi had faintly begun to show signs of condensing cyclones, which was a manifestation of imminent entry into the vast realm, and it was reasonable for any monk to be excited, but Zhao Mad was cold.

The Nine Heavens of the Supreme Realm, one is more difficult and one is more difficult, and those who can enter the Supreme Realm are rare, and those who can complete the Nine Heavens step by step...... Legend.

Anyone who enters the Nine Heavens of the Supreme Realm is practicing beyond common sense, pressing out of the ordinary and not entering the vastness, which is almost impossible to ascend to the heavens, and only the monk's qualifications are excellent enough to restrain the deepest "instincts" of his spiritual roots in order to achieve cultivation in the Supreme Realm.

And the requirements for qualifications are naturally nitpicking, and it can even be said that the world can be able to cultivate to a higher level in the Supreme Realm, let alone step on the entire Nine Heavens and melt into the vast avenue.

It is said that now there are three people in the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm who have successfully entered the Supreme Realm Nine Heavens and re-entered the Vast Great Realm, and there will only be three people in a thousand years.

Tiangu, Cheng Jingyu.

Changfeng, Yi Haoran.

Holy Mountain, Holy Maiden.

The Nine Heavens are terrifying, not in their own strength, but in the terrifying horror of their qualifications, just like living beings need to breathe, and when they reach the peak, monks naturally need to break through, and those who can suppress the breakthrough are tantamount to creatures who abandon their breathing.

"Senior Brother Qingcheng......" Zhao Mad pinched the hilt of the sword in his hand, is the seventh layer of the Supreme Realm already his limit?

He knew, he knew, the seventh layer of the Supreme Realm was already a height to look up to, and even Senior Brother Qingcheng valued himself well, just ask how many people in the holy mountain in the world today that have the secret method of breaking through the Supreme Realm who can set foot on the seventh layer of the Supreme Realm?

According to Senior Brother Qingcheng's words, except for the puppet saintess who gathered thousands of stars in one, the rest were just a group of opportunistic fools who peeked into the Supreme Realm, but stopped at the door and were complacent at the bottom of the well.

Only those who are truly gifted, step on the nine-fold ladder and create Qiongyu vast.

"Huh......" Zhao Madness calmed down slightly, he was already the Supreme Realm Seventh Heaven, which was already proud enough to be proud of the world, if he found a great opportunity in this abyss of ten thousand worlds, the Supreme Realm Eight Heavens would not be impossible to steal.

Reached the Supreme Realm Eightfold Heaven, and the Ninefold Heaven was Great Perfection...... Or is it still an extravagant hope?

The domineering spirit of the emperor gradually returned to Zhao Qi's body, and he raised his eyebrows, and the golden brilliance was added to the imperial robe, and the aura was magnificent.

The power of the Seven Heavens of the Supreme Realm, who can stop him in the entire abyss of the Ten Thousand Worlds!

The so-called imperial road is to be self-authoritative, to suppress the world, and to hold

"Grandma Li, you chase again!

"Roar!"

"Glittering guy ahead!

There was a young man's provocation in the air behind Zhao Mad, Zhao Mad frowned slightly, turned around to look, and then his pupils constricted, and his whole body cultivation was raised to the peak, and the Seven Heavenly Cultivation of the Mortal Immortal exploded.

Hurry! Too fast! Those two shadows that are as fast as a frightening wave!

The two figures, one white and one black, almost turned into invisible phantoms, chasing towards Zhao Mad and rushing towards Zhao Mad at a distance of thousands of meters, almost fleetingly, turning into nothingness.

"Get out of the way!"

The chased white light rushed straight in front of Zhao Mad and hit Zhao Mad in the abdomen with a punch, and he didn't even see the sharp pain spreading from his abdomen to his whole body, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

The other party also had to be put to death, but punched out, and when Zhao Mad couldn't help bending over, he supported Zhao Mad with both hands and crossed over with a standard vaulting move, with a trace of white light, and disappeared into the distance between the lightning and flint.

"Wait for me!" Zhao Maan, who couldn't stop the other party, felt a great humiliation, and actually dared to cross over the head of a king?!

The Tiger Fu sensed the wrath of his master, and the Heavenly Emperor Dao burst out without reservation, and countless golden dazzling soldiers and divine soldiers rose from the ground, forming a vast realm army of 100 people!

Zhao Mad raised his head and his eyes burst into angry flames, ready to meet the next black figure, and then ......

········· Ask for flowers·······

"Get out of the way. "

The black figure said, then raised his hand and threw a punch.

The ultimate martial arts, break the way with strength, and break ten thousand laws with one punch.

The withering punch of the devastating pulls out a gap in the battle formation formed by the divine soldiers! No one can stop this punch! From the physical body to the spiritual will, it is destroyed by a single punch!

In an instant, Zhao Mad understood that the anger caused by the person who had passed by before was not the reason for the killer, and he actually borrowed his hand to block this black figure for a second.

Are you just a roadblock?

Great humiliation rose from the bottom of Zhao Mad's heart.

But what else did he want to do, the black figure just glanced at him faintly, and then swept past him and disappeared into the distance.

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"Stop me!!" Zhao roared angrily, the imperial qi erupted and opened the surrounding earth, the tiger talisman shook continuously, and a golden carriage suddenly condensed under Zhao Mad seat, and the carriage roared and set off to rush into the blood mist and chased straight towards the place where the two figures disappeared.

Mo Yi flapped his wings and ran wildly in the blood mist, and the blood mist was stirred by the air flow he driven, leaving a very obvious cavity behind him, and Fu Xia Zhen kept chasing along this path.

The increase in "speed" brought by the Kunpeng Wings is geometrically multiple, Mo Yi's speed can be said to be unrivaled under the vastness, Fu Xia was really thrown far away by him, if there is no accident, the distance continues to pull away, he will get rid of the other party sooner or later.

But that's just a case of "no accidents", and there are many accidents in reality.

A thunderous attack fell from top to bottom, pinching Mo Yi's path with precision, and there was no way to avoid it.

Mo Yi naturally didn't think about avoiding it, Kunpeng's pupils flashed with a glimmer of light, and he reached out like lightning to grab the attacking attack.

He grabbed a blood-red claw, the owner of which was a huge blood-red giant bird, this giant bird had four wings, and its claws were as hard as meteoric iron, and the striking.

Mo Yi grabbed his claws, but the next moment a blood-colored shadow pierced his heart.

"I still have a hand. Mo Yi stretched out his left hand again and grabbed the blood shadow, and only then did he find that there was a "bloody man" sitting on the back of the giant bird who was also blood-colored and couldn't see his face

"Strange creatures. Mo Yi frowned and said. _

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