Great Emperor Myriad

Jin Se stiffened.

She had an instinctive repulsion. A slight anger appeared in her eyes, trying to pull out her palm, but she found that Ling Xiao's hand was tightly grasped, and she couldn't pull it out at all.

Jin Se raised her head and wanted to say something, but her eyes touched Ling Xiao, and she felt a shock in her heart.

Ling Xiao's eyes were full of worries and concerns, and the love that was deep in his eyes but some could not be hidden, so Jin Se couldn't help but tremble in his heart, vaguely seemed to think of it, once a person seemed to have the same Eyes.

Unconsciously, Jin Se seemed to be a little stunned, forgot to pull his hand back, and let Ling Xiao pull towards the front.

Fan Tianyin radiated a brilliant light and enveloped both Ling Xiao and Jin Se.

Ling Xiao white dress wins snow, Jinse red dress flutters, the two look like a pair of fairy couples.

However, at this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the two thousand corpses in front of them, and no one noticed them.

The two thousand corpses in front of them were all dressed in white robes, and their breath was much stronger than those of the fifth layer.

It's still the same storm, but it's just getting more horrible and cold. It's covering the sky and covering the sky, making the world and earth extremely dim. This time everyone has been prepared for it, but there are still many people who died in the storm.

Everyone's mood is extremely low and depressed, and there is a burning anger, everyone is silently moving forward, wanting to finally support the black hand behind the scene.

On the seventh floor, five hundred corpses and purple robes.

According to everyone's guess, these five hundred corpses should have been cultivated by high-level half-sages before they were born, and everyone has long understood the law of the storm. The stronger the corpse's cultivation is, the more weird ashes will be. powerful!

"The stronger the strength of these corpses during their lifetime, the stronger the original power of the devil in the body, and the stronger the natural storm! Could it be that Sun and Moon Danzong were all slaughtered by a demon saint?"

Ling Xiao shook a little in her heart.

Sun and Moon Danzong, in the ancient times, was also a powerful force comparable to the immortal holy land. Not to mention the deep heritage of the Zongmen, there are many strong sages, and all of them are overthrown by the clan. It shows how enemies the Sun and Moon Danzong enemies are. powerful.

However, the death method of the Sun and Moon Danzong people also seems a bit weird, starting from the mortal on the first floor, but then the handy disciples, inner disciples, outer disciples, true disciples...the corpses are all neat and tidy Sitting there, as if there was no pain at all when he died, it made people shudder.

Rumble!

The terrifying storm erupted, the black light rose, and the emptiness of the Quartet was trembling tremendously. This storm is comparable to the manifestation of the corpse of the high-order half-sage. It contains extremely terrifying destructive power. Not to mention the low-order half-sage. The mid-level half sages could not bear the power of this storm at all, and they were all ignited by the power of the magic road among the ashes, and screamed and turned into ashes.

Only some people who have no shortage of holy treasures can barely support themselves and those around them, but thousands of strong people instantly lose most of them, leaving less than a thousand people.

The entire seventh floor is like the purgatory of the world. The black flame rises and the screams endlessly. Even some high-level half-sages, one is unprepared, are all contaminated with ashes, and then the body rises and rises the black flame, which turns into Ashes.

Ling Xiao took Jin Se's hand tightly and looked at the human purgatory in front of her.

"The one behind the scene, **** it!"

Jin Se was silent for a while, and said slowly, his voice extremely cold.

"Damn, no matter who he is, he has to pay for it all!"

Ling Xiao said lightly that the murderous intention in his heart had reached the extreme.

The remaining thousands of people, all of them were extremely panic-stricken, their eyes full of despair, they were either cultivated to be powerful, had reached the high-order half-holy, or they had an indispensable sacred treasure to protect them A horrible storm.

But the storms on the seventh floor are so terrifying. What about the remaining two floors?

No one is sure that he can live to the ninth floor.

Even if you live to the ninth floor and see the behind-the-scenes hand, I'm afraid it will be worse than death?

"You guys, if you feel unable to withstand the storm in the eighth space, you can come near me and I can shelter you!"

Ling Xiao suddenly looked at the crowd and said slowly.

He didn't need to do this originally, because the people's hearts were unpredictable, and he didn't know if there would be anyone who was deliberately unfavorable against him and Jin Se, and in this way, the behind-the-scenes hands would also notice him.

But seeing the human purgatory in front of me, and seeing so many strong human races die like this, Ling Xiao's heart was extremely angry, and at the same time full of pity.

"Dragon Lord is willing to protect us? Thank you, Lord Dragon, thank you!"

"Dragon Master, you are such a good person!"

"Dragon Lord Master, whoever dares to say bad things about you later is my dead enemy of Zhang San!"

"..."

Everyone was ecstatic, and their eyes were full of surprises.

Even those high-ranking half-saints, I’m not sure they will be able to withstand the storm of the eighth floor space, and Ling Tian’s Fan Tianyin is a top-level sacred treasure, and will certainly be able to withstand the storm’s attack ~ Suddenly, hundreds of people came to Ling Xiao's side, all with a look of gratitude on their faces.

"let's go!"

Ling Xiao grabbed Jin Se's hand tightly, his eyes flashed, and flew towards the eighth floor.

"I didn't expect that this kid was so soft-hearted!"

Lin Xi gave Ling Xiao a curious look and flew away.

In the eighth floor, there are a total of nine corpses in white robes, which look very old, but those corpses exude extremely powerful divine power, terrifying and frightening.

The nine corpses were actually left by the strong men of nine saints.

Everyone is trembling in their hearts, and their eyes are full of incredible expressions. Could it be that the Sun and Moon Danzong's saints are strong? Did they all die here?

boom!

The storm erupted again, but this time everyone was ready, and Fan Tianyin blocked the horrible storm, protecting everyone from rushing out of the storm and entering the ninth space.

Everyone's eyes are full of expectations, maybe there will be an exit to the outside world in the ninth floor!

This is the motivation for them to stick here, otherwise many people will collapse.

Rumble!

The ninth layer of space turned out to be a mysterious and vast starry sky. After everyone appeared in the ninth layer of space, they instantly saw a mysterious and vast figure in front of them.

It was an old man with white hair, with a ruddy face, a compassionate face, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The whole person exudes a vast and majestic Shengwei, as if the stars are rotating around him!

At the moment when everyone appeared, the old man with white hair suddenly opened his eyes!

PS: The fourth is over, everyone rests early.