For the monks in the world, what hinders them from climbing the Holy Realm may be their innate talent, or it may be the heart in Xu Yue's mouth.

Everyone's circumstances are different, and the difficulties they face are probably different.

But there was one thing that stood in front of every monk who had the heart to push open the gate, a nightmare that no one could escape, an obstacle that no one could ignore.

That's time.

How long does a person live?

The short is forty or fifty years, and the long is a hundred years.

Eight majestic mountain gates are in front of you, one for four or five years, the next one for eight or nine years, and then go back, each of which is more than ten years and decades of time. And life is far from being as long as imagined, a few decades, and it will be white.

But Xiao Mu is only twenty-eight years old this year.

He pushed open the sixth divine gate, and then went up, with his talent for a maximum of ten years, the seventh divine gate would inevitably be opened, and then he would have a long, long time to ponder and knock on the last divine gate......

The emergence of the Sixth Divine Gate not only means that this one-sided war has a changing trend, but also means that perhaps an eight-gate great sage has already embarked on his path of enlightenment.

Xiao Mu's blades began to become sharp, and one after another evil spirits were being cut into two pieces by him, although after a few breaths, those evil spirits would be killed intact, but no matter how fierce they were, no matter how endless they were, they could no longer hurt Xiao Mu after all.

The children of Ningzhou clenched their fists with the people, looking excited.

And that disciple of the Tianque Realm, Tong Bupo, had a pale, difficult to see the extreme, his body retreated a few steps one after another, but his eyes were staring at Xiao Mu who appeared in the sixth divine gate, and he couldn't stop muttering to himself: "How is it possible...... How is that possible!?"

This kind of thing has not happened in the past in the north, but such stories are often accompanied by the names of those who have or are shocking the entire north.

Breaking through the realm is by no means an easy thing, and the higher the realm, the difficulty will increase exponentially, even if it is the four realms or five realms, there are countless people in this world who are trapped in that place, and they cannot advance an inch to death. In order to break through the realm, most monks need to retreat or use the treasure of heaven and earth as an opportunity to do so. And if you want to break through the battle, the first thing is that your heart is strong enough, the second is talent, and then the time and place are favorable.

A monk can obtain all three, and all of them are at the top of the situation, before they can break through the battle.

Therefore, in ancient times, it was recorded that those who had achieved the breakthrough of the battle, as long as they did not fall halfway, it was only a matter of time before they ascended to the Holy Realm.

Even Tong Bupo, who prides himself on being superior everywhere, has been in the fifth realm for a long time, and breaking the realm is still an unattainable thing for him, as for the will of the holy realm that he once set up when he was young and ignorant, most of it has long been dispersed after repeated failures. But now, a fellow who seemed to him to be no different from an ant, a pariah in a wild land, broke through in front of him, showing the appearance of a saint. At that time, his heart was full of mixed feelings, jealousy and anger surged in his chest in an instant, and the murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Mu was even worse.

"Even untouchables dare to talk about the destiny of heaven!"

"I'll tell you what fate is!"

"From the moment you were born, you and your so-called people should be trampled under our feet!"

"So Today, So !! Every Day"

Tong Bupo's hands suddenly opened at that time, his eyes glowed with dark green, and under the exaggerated cuffs, countless same dark green spiritual power rushed out, quickly surging towards those evil spirits who were fighting with Xiao Mu. In that scene, dozens of evil spirits were pulled by the green light gushing out of Tong Bupo's body, and their bodies skyrocketed, and their momentum surged.

And that's just the beginning of what happened......

The infusion of spiritual power made the momentum of those evil spirits stronger, and what frightened everyone the most was that the original ethereal figure of the evil spirits became more and more condensed after the injection of green light. Then a dark green roulette wheel poured out from the eyebrows, backs, chests, and arms of those evil spirits—that was the Divine Gate, the Divine Gate that belonged to the evil spirits!

What a terrible thing this is, just like the method of exorcism practiced by some ghost cultivators in southern Xinjiang, the ghost thing has been wiped out of the spiritual wisdom, and the ghost cultivation trend is allowed to follow, of course it is an excellent puppet, it does not know hunger, and it is not afraid of death. But in this way, they also lost the possibility of going further, and could only be infused with power by ghost cultivators to enhance their own strength. But the evil spirits are not the same, the Tianque Realm doesn't know what method is used to make these puppet things not only practice independently, but also open their own divine doors like monks, these dozens of evil spirits in front of them are equal to dozens of monks in the four realms, and the divine gate is open, and they can summon their own spiritual patterns.

Tong Bupo sneered, and the green light gushing out from under his two cuffs became more and more turbulent, and those evil spirits let out a long roar in the sky under the nourishment of the green light, and then the divine gates around them were connected at that time, ghost wolves, demon tigers, evil eagles, or all kinds of things that described terrifying but powerful breaths emerged behind those evil spirits, and a vast and cold aura surged, enveloping Xiao Mu in it.

With the appearance of these things, Tong Bupo's uneasiness due to Xiao Mu's breakthrough seemed to have eased a lot, he looked at the other party with a sneer, and spit out a cold word in his mouth: "Kill." ”

As soon as these words fell, the evil spirits wrapped in those terrifying spirit patterns suddenly roared towards Xiao Mu and killed.

During the whole process, Xiao Mu was silent but in place, waiting for Tong Bupo to complete the feat he was proud of.

Knowing that the evil spirits had launched a charge, Xiao Mu's eyes flashed with a divine light.

He once again put the knife in his hand across his chest, grasped the handle of the knife with one hand, and stroked the blade with the other, the six divine gates in front of him lit up, and the divine patterns in the first four divine gates flickered together, so that a series of armored figures appeared behind him, and compared to the previous figures, the figures of these phantoms were more condensed, and the aura permeating the whole body was also more powerful, although it was not as good as those evil spirits, but the number was huge.

"It's still this trick, how can it be the opponent of my Great Sin Realm!?" Tong Bupo had seen Xiao Mu's method of spiritual patterns before, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and he was 100% sure in his heart that he could defeat Xiao Mu's method, and he could even imagine the wonderful scene of his evil spirits killing into it and tearing those armor phantoms to pieces.

Those evil spirits seemed to have felt the murderous intent surging in Tong Bupo's heart, and at that time, it was actually even worse, and they were about to kill Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu's figure didn't move, and the figures of the armor soldiers behind him didn't move.

It's just that his hand is suddenly held high, and there is thunder flashing in his eyes, and the divine pattern between the other two divine gates is reflected, and it is connected.

Above the dome, a sea of clouds swelled and thunder swelled.

Xiao Mu's face was solemn, and he said loudly at that time: "The ambition of all monarchs, the way of Xiao." ”

"At the beginning of today, heaven and earth are a mirror, thunder is a proof, prove my way, and forever bless Ningzhou !!"

When these words fell, the sea of clouds above the dome surged more and more violently, and the thunder snakes gathered in the sea of clouds as if a heavenly catastrophe was coming, clearing the universe.

Xiao Mu's face reflected the thunder light and sword light, and his expression was solemn and majestic, like a god. He shouted violently: "Heavenly thunder!"

Bang!

A loud muffled sound swayed, and the thunder that gathered on the dome fell as if it was being pulled by something at that time, and fell straight on the long knife held high by Xiao Mu.

The huge power shook the bodies of those evil spirits who attacked and killed, and the offensive stalled.

And the thunder surged around him under Xiao Mu's traction, and also surged on the phantoms of the armor soldiers behind him, and with the blessing of the thunder, the momentum around him and his armor soldiers began to climb endlessly.

"What are you doing in a daze! Give it to me!" Tong Bupo on the side caught a glimpse of this situation, and also felt a qi from Xiao Mu's body that he couldn't predict at all, he completely panicked, and shouted angrily towards the evil spirits.

The thunder is rolling, and the mighty power that is wrapped in it obviously has a natural restraint for these evil spirits, the evil spirits are afraid, but they can't resist the drive of Tong Bupo, and they roared forward after a few hesitations, but the footsteps just took a step, and the armor behind the man shrouded in the sky thunder suddenly came out, and the armor on their bodies turned into thunder, their eyes flashed with thunder, and the blade in their hands was also wrapped with thunder. Even if the evil spirits were blessed with the spirit pattern of the Divine Gate, they only resisted a few breaths before they fell under their blades one after another under the siege of the armor soldiers.

Seeing the evil spirits fall, Tong Bupo's face was even more frightened, he stared at the man who was still bathed in thunder in disbelief, and muttered to himself: "Impossible, how can I lose to a pariah." ”

"My evil spirit can be reborn indefinitely, and you will not be my opponent. ”

As he said this, he wanted to urge the spiritual power in his body to summon those evil spirits who died in battle again, but just before such a thought arose, the man who was covered in thunder suddenly moved.

His steps shook, the ring shook, his figure forward, and Thunder was pulled.

He walked very slowly, but he came quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the sharp blade carried thousands of thunderbolts to Tong Bupo.

Tong Bupo's heart was terrified, and he became more and more impatient to urge the spiritual power in his body, wanting to summon the evil spirit to block this terrifying killing move for him.

But at this time, he suddenly found that those thunderbolts sealed the knots in his body, and he couldn't even urge the slightest spiritual power, so he could only watch the man and the knife in his hand pressing towards him step by step.

His pupils dilated, and his eyes reflected thunder and blades, as well as his fear.

The qi began to be disordered, and the blood vessels began to flow backwards.

Before he fell into a complete coma, he heard the sound of a nightmare that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

"No one is born high. ”

"No one should be on top either!!"