"Dou Daoyou, I see that you have quickly finished losing the matter, and if you continue to gamble, you will lose all your pants! In his collar, there are at least thousands of Xuanjing beasts sealed, if nothing else, he can at least walk more than half the distance......" Wu Yan secretly pulled Dou Yuntao's arm and whispered.

"What!?...... So shameless!" Dou Yuntao shuddered and almost peed his pants.

Sure enough, as Wu Yan expected, in the next time, this beast real person kept releasing high-level beasts from the collar like a hanging, and the progress was like a bamboo, under the gaze of everyone, a day later, he had walked nearly a hundred steps.

Although he was not like Demon Wuxian who could be calculated and crossed many steps safely and unharmed, under the impact of the endless beasts, after losing more than thirty heads, he had already completed one-tenth of the Avenue of Order without danger.

This time, more Xuanjing masters couldn't hold it anymore.

Although the strength of the beast real person is strong, but the Xuan Realm is so big, all kinds of masters emerge in an endless stream, among which there are naturally more powerful existences than him, so there are three more terrifying masters of the peak of the True Xuan Realm who rushed into the White Light Avenue.

One of them held a jet-black abacus with five rows of abacus beads on it, totaling more than two hundred, each of which flickered brightly, and every time it was played, it would emit a thunderous roar, and the stone platform was shaking gently.

"God is a real person, I didn't expect him to be able to hold back!" Shen Tu Juetian, who was standing beside Yang Ling, muttered.

"Is this person powerful?" Yang Ling asked as he stared at the three figures who had fallen into the first step of the stairs.

"Awesome!" replied with a nod of Shen Tu Juetian.

"The god arithmetic real person reached the peak of the true Xuan Realm three billion years ago, and the strength is about the same as the top three elders in the Nine Palaces and One Palace, and the strength is much stronger than the real beasts, the abacus in his hand is a top-level mysterious weapon, and each abacus is refined with a terrifying mystical spell, once the attack is fully opened, even the great elders of the Nine Palaces and the First Hall dare not beat its edge, and he is definitely one of the most powerful people under the half-step saint...... ”

After hearing Shen Tu Absolute Heaven finish speaking, Yang Ling's gaze couldn't help but turn to the millions of Xuan Realm cultivators gathered in the void space.

The Xuan Realm is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and any guy who has never heard of it is an existence that is awesome to the sky.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many races in the Xuan Realm, the forces were too mixed and ununited, and it was estimated that if the Underworld dared to enter, it would definitely be abused.

In addition to the existence of ten of the nine palaces and one hall of the pure Yangzi that I have seen that are comparable to the twelve main gods of the underworld, the level of the sub-gods at the peak of the True Xuan Realm is estimated to be much more than the eighty-one sub-gods of the underworld, not to mention the partial god level of the ordinary True Xuan Realm, and there are tens of thousands, as for the level of these gods in the Cave Xuan Realm, the dead plus the ones who are standing here now are millions, if they rush into the underworld, it is estimated that even the underworld can be bulldozed.

It's a pity, it's not united!

Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh a little.

At this moment, on the Avenue of Order, the light on the first step was churning, and a gray figure rushed out from the light and shadow of the broken landscape, and it was indeed the real person.

His expression was flat, his mood did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he stepped directly onto the second step with a shake of the abacus in his hand, and was soon submerged by the flowing landscape light and shadow.

It wasn't until three minutes later that another monk appeared on the first step of the stairs, and although it was fine, his breath was slightly unstable, obviously much worse than that of a real person.

The man rested for a few minutes, and then stepped up the second step as well.

Two minutes later, a third monk emerged from the first step, and then turned over and took out a brilliant magic weapon and stepped up the second step.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Millions of monks stood silently.

The dense divine consciousness kept scanning the positions of the three people who went up later and the real beasts.

The real beast is still releasing all kinds of different giant beasts outward, and at this time there are more than five giant beasts released at the same time, but the speed of progress begins to slow down, sometimes it takes a full hour to take a step forward, but it still seems to be at ease, because he himself has never participated in the struggle with the power of order, and he uses all kinds of fierce beasts to impact and crack the landscape painting scroll, so the body is not damaged at all.

But everyone knows that according to his own strength, once all these beasts die, then he will basically come to an end.

Three days have passed.

The four people on the Avenue of Order were still walking forward unhurriedly.

But because of the gap in strength, the distance has gradually widened.

The beast real man has already reached the position of almost two hundred floors.

God counts real people and has already gone through the 120th floor.

After that, a monk was almost at the ninetieth floor.

The last one looked rather embarrassed, his clothes were all torn, and his body was already covered with dozens of criss-crossing wounds, and golden blood was constantly splattered.

And through these four days of observation, more people began to move.

Although it is true that the death of Demon Wuxian terrified everyone's hearts, no one could resist the temptation of sanctification.

After observing these days, it seems that the danger is not as terrible as the phenomenon.

Even the real beast can walk to the position of one-fifth, and for more people who think that their strength is stronger than them, it is naturally worth giving it a try.

Because no one knows how long this gate will be able to appear here.

What if the gate of the saint disappears after waiting for one person to pass through?

Except for the few people of Chunyangzi and some elders of the Nine Great Holy Palaces, most of them didn't dare to bet that this situation would not occur.

"Life and death are fate, the old man will also give it a try!" A middle-aged man with a burly body and gray hair fell down the white light avenue.

At the same time as it fell, a pair of golden armor emerged from the body, and at the same time, he threw out a jade plaque with a wave of his hand, which exploded in the air and turned into a nearly 1,000-kilometer-long war spirit puppet, and the middle-aged man rode the puppet and instantly disappeared into the landscape painting.

"Heavenly puppet real person~" Many people in the crowd exclaimed.

This time, before Yang Ling could speak, Wu Yan, who was standing behind him, said directly: "Master, this heavenly puppet real person is the palace master of the Heavenly Shame Holy Palace, which is second only to the Nine Palaces and One Palace, and his strength is about the same as that of a god real person, and he is also a very powerful old-timer, good at making driving puppets, if nothing else, he will go much farther than the beast real person!"