Zhuang Yichen's feet had already stepped on the six hundred and eighth floor, and at this time, Xuanyuan Fang Sheng came out of the virtual realm and couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this scene. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Impossible, how could you have passed the three layers of the Void in a moment!" he whispered. At this time, Han Wuya, Shang Zhongxia, Qu Ziling and others also came out of the virtual realm, and they couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this scene.

"What's impossible!" Zhuang Yichen entered the void realm after saying this, this time there were sixteen battle blades, and there was a killing intent between each other's power and power!

"Damn, this is the rhythm of old life!" Zhuang Yichen finally took the initiative to attack, swinging through a dream-like trajectory as if it were true, cutting off five battle blades, and then immediately turned into a great skill to defend his body.

It was still a bit reluctant for him to perform these two tricks in a row, and under the agitation of his soul, he suffered internal injuries when he arrived.

"Look, there is blood flowing from the corners of Zhuang Yichen's mouth!" At this time, Han Wuya's face also appeared solemn.

They already knew that the attacks in the Shroud were getting more powerful each time, and each additional layer of amplification became more terrifying.

"It looks like I'm going to use Wenbao early!" Shang Zhongxia said with a wry smile.

Until now, they have relied on their own strength and cooperation to pass the test of the virtual realm with exquisite war poems.

The descendants of the half-saint family are proud, and if they are not helpless, they will not use Wenbao easily.

Of course, if it was to face the battle of the demons in the Tianlong Mountain Range, then the treasure would have already been revealed.

"Sure enough, I'm still injured!" Zhuang Yichen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and took out the pill to heal the wound.

If he didn't have the armor of Wuju people, he would definitely be seriously injured by now.

At this time, Xuanyuan Fangsheng and others did not keep it, and the hole cards were shot one after another, chasing after them as if they had played chicken blood.

But by the time they passed through the six hundred and seventh floors, they were all very embarrassed.

"The difference of one layer!" Xuanyuan Fangsheng looked at Zhuang Yichen, and suddenly felt that the distance of this step was like a moat.

"Ah!" Wu Yuanrong suddenly exclaimed, and the whole person flew up from the bluestone steps, blood gushing out of his mouth, and he was seriously injured.

"It's a pity!" several people looked at Wu Yuanrong and sighed, this person's strength was a little worse than them.

However, unless the following three people can catch up, Wu Yuanrong will already enter the Seven Masters of Mayfly.

"Brother Xuanyuan is right, I feel that the six hundred and ninth floor is the last level of the Sixth Heaven, and after passing here, you can enter the Seventh Heaven!"

"Fight!" Xuanyuan Fang Sheng stepped into the six hundred and eighth floor, and Han Wuya and the others also immediately entered when they saw this.

The gap between geniuses is sometimes so subtle, Zhuang Yichen looked at their frozen bodies and suddenly realized.

His body had recovered ninety percent, and he stepped into the six hundred and nine floors with a calm expression, as if he was going on an outing.

"Good boy, you really dare to fight hard!" Sun Sheng couldn't help but show surprise when he saw this scene at this time.

In fact, under the setting of the Ephemera Battle of the Saints this time, no one was able to step into the Seventh Heaven! Because this last level had the strength to defeat the peak of the people, and it was not inferior to ordinary Jinshi.

This is also to warn the newcomers of the human race, to guard against arrogance and rashness, and to lay a solid foundation! In fact, judging from the performance of this session, it is actually stronger than the previous session, especially Zhuang Yichen and Xuanyuan Fangsheng, who are almost invincible.

However, what he didn't expect was that the amount of soul qi in Zhuang Yichen's body had reached the level of a medium martial artist, and the increase in Qiuyuan Sword and Quanzhen Sword Technique was unimaginable.

Directly spell out Wu Jinshi with Wu Xiucai's rank, such characters have not been heard of for thousands of years!

"If this son doesn't fall halfway, or can he really become the only martial arts demi-saint after the Martial Saint!" this thought suddenly flashed through Sun Sheng's mind.

Zhuang Yichen was in a desperate situation at this time, and as soon as he entered the virtual realm, he felt the starlight in the sky. He soon realized that it was not starlight, but a sword! There were just too many of them, and they were very dazzling when they were put together.

Whether it's true or illusory, or coincidental, he can't make a move at this time! At least in terms of his current martial arts realm, it's not enough.

You can't attack and you can't defend it! Here and now, only jade and stone are burned! Zhuang Yichen flashed a trace of realization in his mind, and his understanding of the last move of the Quanzhen Three Swords was at least several times deeper.

Faced with a desperate situation, the only way to go all out is to find a glimmer of life under the laws of heaven and earth.

All things have vitality, this is the inevitability under the laws of heaven! And the burning of jade is to throw away most of the vitality to fight for the last line.

Therefore, even though it is a fatal blow, it can be injured but not killed! Even if it is seriously injured, if it is not dead, it is not dead.

A hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Zhuang Yichen's mouth, extremely relaxed! The Qiu Yuan Sword made a mysterious amplitude in his palm, and then swung towards the center of the sword in the sky.

"Boom!" Zhuang Yichen had countless tiny sword holes around his body, and the blood flowed out before it stopped.

His abdominal wound was the most severe, bursting open a fist-sized bloody hole, but miraculously avoiding the vital part.