The light in the spaceship flashed, and the battalion commander, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, suddenly changed color and hurriedly flew towards the place where the light came from. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Medical staff are on special alert!" The battalion commander almost roared and flew out, and someone was on standby early in the place where the true emperor and the pseudo-emperor disappeared, and where Wu Huan and the others disappeared, a figure was lying in a pool of blood, Mo Yin's arms were broken, his two palms had already disappeared, and the blood flowed from the broken mouth, and the whole person was dying.

The battalion commander frowned, and with a wave of his arm, Mo Yin was directly pulled up by the invisible energy, and the medical staff who followed hurriedly took over Mo Yin's emergency treatment.

"Those puppet emperors are crazy!" the battalion commander looked through the floor-to-ceiling porthole at the secret realm that was radiating bright light, and he thought that the various forces would really be in pain this time.

Soon after the medical staff stabilized Mo Yin's injury, another ray of light flashed, and Cang Haisheng's figure fell out, only to see Cang Haisheng's body with countless wounds of all sizes, as if his body had opened a mouth of different sizes, and his right hand was holding a broken sword, and the man had already lost consciousness.

Immediately after the sound of the sea was the roar of the sky, the roar of the werewolf state, the entire ribcage was completely sunken, and the sternum was all broken.

Broken Dust is the worst, half of his body is gone, if it weren't for the high level of the self-only realm, the human body is fully potential, and the vitality is extremely tenacious, and Broken Dust would have died long ago.

In the secret realm, the scene was very embarrassing, the robe was broken into strips, and the whole person was disgraced, and the opponent finally blew himself up like crazy, and half of his life was gone, at this time, he stuffed the healing pill into his mouth as if he didn't want money, and the effect of the medicine overflowed from the pores of his body and turned into a thin layer of medicine mist to envelop him.

There was blood on the corner of Yan Qihong's mouth, and the flame Zhen Yuan kept swallowing on her body, she was completely frozen in a block of ice that completely filled the safe area ten zhang square, and at this time, she was relying on a breath to resist the invasion of the cold air, and a white-robed figure loomed in the corner of the ice, frozen in the ice, and there was no breath at all.

Yang Xiaobai's face was pale, except for the traces of burning around the land under his feet, and it seemed that the same fate was the last hole card of these crazy hidden pseudo-emperors.

At this time, the countless forces surrounding the secret realm don't know whether to be happy or angry, glad that their disciples are not too strong among the puppet emperors to get through the last hurdle of the third round, or should they be angry that the remaining hidden puppet emperors in other forces are so crazy, you need to know that the heirs of the current world who can go that far are all the top and best of the best, and it is a great loss to fall, not to mention that now they have fallen like dumplings.

The madness of the hidden puppet emperor is destined to be a sad day that countless forces are reluctant to mention, one after another is destined to be the early fall of Tianjiao, who is destined to dominate the future in the future, one roar after another came from afar from the various spaceships, some people are holding the mutilated body of the doorman and roaring, some people are watching the nephew in his arms exhale the last breath and are powerless, and even more watching people walk out of the light but explode directly in front of their eyes in the next second,

The last level of the third round is a hurdle to brush down the nine-layer puppet emperor to stop this, the unlucky ones don't even have time to run and fall here, maybe for countless years, they have been the most masters of this fall.

Dao Zhan dragged his scarred body and slowly stood up, fortunately he was a physical cultivator, fortunately, his defense was three points stronger than that of his peer physical cultivation, otherwise the final self-explosion of the chaotic star sea alien race would not be able to take it at all, looking at the space door that appeared in front of him, and then looked at the passage that opened again behind the space door, his footsteps stopped.

Princess Rouyun can be said to have no demeanor at this time, her slightly messy hair is draped over her shoulders, Shui Yun's sleeves are directly broken, revealing a snow-white arm, and a trace of solemnity appears on her slightly pale face because of excessive soul power consumption, and she stepped out of the passage that stepped into the fourth round.

From ancient times to the present, tens of millions of years after the Terran lost control of the secret realm, there was finally a pseudo-emperor-level master who finally stepped into this fourth round again, according to the ancient classics of the human race, this fourth round of trials is specially prepared for the pseudo-emperor, the true emperor realm has gone through three rounds and will be directly introduced into the true emperor's triple palace, in the will generated by the secret realm self, in this trial, the trial of the pseudo-emperor is specially opened, so that the secret that is almost drowned in the dust of history has been excavated by the major forces from the old paper pile again, and there will be a great opportunity waiting for you after the fourth round!

Stepping on the corpse of the opponent, one after another, the peak puppet emperor who thought he was not weak walked into the fourth round of the passage that no one had walked for tens of millions of years, the bright world was about to open, and everyone's goal was to ascend to the sky, and to follow the footsteps of the ancestors to see the wider world.

The roar of the great power in the starry sky slowly decreased and became fragmented, and when Cang Yuan stepped into the fourth round of passage, on the Dragon Clan's spaceship, the Dragon Clan Elder had already recovered from the sadness of the clansman's death in front of his eyes, and his eyes were blazing at the figure of Cang Yuan in the light curtain.

One demon after another entered the fourth round of passage, and almost at the same time, bursts of beast roars resounded through the heavens and the earth, and countless inscription beasts comparable to the peak of the puppet emperor roared to welcome the first visitors in tens of millions of years to dedicate their "enthusiasm".

As one of the first few puppet emperors to enter the fourth round, Wu Huan accepted the extremely warm welcome of the inscription beast, this inscription beast like a lion flashed with four series of light, earth, water, fire, and wind, and was completely a ruthless man who controlled the vitality of heaven and earth.

"The ruthlessness of the so-called Yuan Qi Controller is nothing more than that!" flashed a roar of ice, Wu Huan's right palm turned into a knife, and an indestructible edge suddenly appeared, and the whole person killed towards the inscription beast.

Different from the previous inscription beast, the inscription beast at this time is not an exaggeration to say that it is a living creature, in the field of inscriptions, this kind of inscription beast is called Lingwen, because they are already psychic, and even in the inscription division of several branches are famous for sacrificing Lingwen, presumably this is also a masterpiece of the ancestors who watched this beast here.

The lion's roar shook the earth, the lion's four claws stepped on the ground, and the earth suddenly rose and fell like waves, and countless stone cones covered with threads like bamboo shoots rose from the ground, and the roots went straight to Wuhuan's vital point, and suddenly the moves in Wuhuan's hands collapsed before they came out.

"Roar!"

The lion roared again, the wind was raging, the lion held his head high, the wind roared, the wind swept like a knife, and suddenly the cold air around was bubbling up, and a little rain turned into ice crystals, mixed with the wind, and swept towards Wuhuan, one move after another, one ring after another, in the blink of an eye, the lion completely grasped the initiative, and put Wuhuan in passivity, this is still a cold inscription beast, is it completely a veteran of a hundred battles.

At this time, not only Wuhuan was beaten by the inscription beast, but many people were beaten, some people were self-sustaining and could get through the entire fourth round, and the reality immediately gave them a big mouth, and the whole person retreated to the safe zone in embarrassment, fortunately, the space passage to the triple palace was still there.

With one passage being closed, some people thought twice about stepping into the path to the True Emperor's Triple Palace, while some people still didn't give up and continued to walk on another passage.

"A thousand soldiers are endless!" Wu Huan, who was in mid-air, smiled at the corner of his mouth, finally, this trial was a little interesting.

The phantom of the endless spirit soldier was shot out from Wu Huan's hand and turned into a rolling river of soldiers, the collision between the spirit soldier and the wind and ice chips made a crisp roar, the wind howled, the ice rain continued to ripple the river of soldiers, and the terrifying anti-shock force came, Wu Huan did not retreat and moved forward slowly, the male lion was a little unable to keep up with Wu Huan's true yuan, and the four claws unconsciously retreated.

"Except for the four-series attack, the combat power is still weaker than Yan Wuxi!" Soon, Wu Huan got the combat power level of the inscription beast in front of him, although he was a little surprised, but it was also expected, if he didn't pass the third round, he might be able to go to the fourth level, this is Wu Huan's judgment on himself.

There are many people who also make the same judgment as Wu Huan, and after Cang Yuan slashed the inscription beast like a knife, he looked at the passage in front of him, and a kind of realization came to his mind, and the reward of the third round plus this fourth round, the time has come for him to set foot in the true emperor.

"It gives you a glimmer of success, and there is the best polishing stone ahead, this trial is really interesting!" Wu Huan clenched his fists, he might be able to catch up with Ye Ge's back.

"Trial, it seems that this trip is worthwhile!" Ye Ge still walked forward with a warm smile, and there was a strange fluctuation around his body that could not be seen clearly, obviously in front of him but as if it would disappear at any time, illusory and real is the feeling that Ye Ge gave people at this time.

Most of the people who passed the third round chose to enter the fourth round, but nearly ninety percent were bombarded back by the inscription beast and chose to walk towards the triple palace, the curtain was already the third time to enter the passage, he knew that he could not pass this level at all, but as an inscription master, how could he not be excited when he saw the most magical spirit text in the inscription series, although he was abused by the inscription beast every time, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, Lingwen, he came!

In addition to the desperate search for abuse, there is another person who is also looking for abuse, she is the descendant of Yang Xiaobai Lingzu. As a spiritual ancestor, Yang Xiaobai knows the deeper usefulness of this secret realm, tempering his skills, these inscription beasts are created based on the ancestors, others may just pass the battle, but for Yang Xiaobai, it is tantamount to the ancestor personally instructing her, so Yang Xiaobai's eyes are more hot than the curtain is not fatal.

One level after another, a few people continued to soar, and most of them walked into the triple palace in a burst of loss, at this time, the eyes of many forces were staring at those who had gone through the first level of the fourth round, and when the Heavenly Spirit Sect found that none of these people from the Heavenly Spirit Sect had any of them, the angry gaze would have been burned to death countless times if it could have been turned into substance, but unfortunately these eyes were useless, and Wu Huan still marched towards the second level.

Even if it is only a little stronger than the first level, but the combat power is not ordinarily large, this level is already the level of Yan Wuxi when the combat power of the flowing fire knife is not opened, Wu Huan really took a lot of effort to pass, and the third level may directly encounter Yan Wuxi at the peak, even if Wu Huan is only so strong than this inscription.