Stepping into the 100th floor, although the pressure here has increased tenfold, but the people who can come here are not ordinary people, although they are sweating profusely, but their steps are still firm, but they are not one step and one hundred layers, but ten times smaller, based on one step and ten layers, and advance forward. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They could have had a bigger layer, but it wasn't time for the last desperate effort. The tenth layer is the first step in the final battle, and at this moment, there are still ninety layers of cultivation and obscurity, and there are still nine steps to recover from the pressure injuries suffered during the previous competition.

Xia Xin is the same, even if he is the strongest person in the flesh here, but because he began to fall behind too much, he fought harder than the others, and the injuries he suffered were naturally more serious.

At this moment, his method of operating the Fire God Transformation was not used when he caught up with the Ghost Yin, and the damage to the body and the load were too great to be unfolded many times. Xia Xin just broke through the ladder normally with a bronzed body, and the yang source in his body was bursting with vitality, healing the injuries he had suffered from coercion, and the same physical strength also recovered on his own, and his body emitted a faint light.

Not only Xia Xin did this, but the others were also doing their best to recover, and for a while, the colors here were bright, and the colors of blood red, bronze, danqing, golden mang, and white light rendered the place empty, and the eternal darkness was temporarily expelled.

While these five people maintained their speed to move forward, Mei Zhenhai was late and also stepped into the 100th floor, but he was last and belonged to the sixth.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Suddenly, the golden mangs on the burly young man's body soared, and then the injured and disordered aura quickly calmed down, and the speed of moving forward suddenly skyrocketed, directly surpassing Zuo Hao, and the golden mangs flashed again, and when they appeared, they were already in front of Xia Xin, infinitely close to the ghost yin.

Zuo Hao roared, let out a dragon groan, shook the void, and the speed also increased, and the cyan scales on his body turned a little red, but this red was extremely light, as if it was caused by the huge pressure of the earth.

"Break it for me..."Zuo Hao roared angrily in his heart, his black hair fluttered behind his back without wind, and blood overflowed from the pores of his body, it was not red, but the unique golden blood that belonged to the Holy Realm, and a great majesty erupted, even if it was a human race present, his heart couldn't help but sink, and he felt the ultimate threat.

"Awakened fifty percent, invincible in the holy realm... And just now it was the third layer, and now it should be forty percent, in the ancestral realm, except for those old monsters who have stayed in the martial ancestor for countless years, there is the same genius who is his opponent. "At this moment, in the Heavenly Ice Temple, some old men were shaken, and some people said in a trembling voice, sighing, most of the old people here are eighth-order powerhouses, but some of them have broken through to the Holy One after a hundred years, and some have spent thousands of years.

"Hmph!" a voice with anger sounded, the old man was wearing a purple robe, on which was a five-clawed divine dragon totem, and the fierce dragon eyes exuded great majesty. It was the ninety-five stars of the ninety-five clan, looking at the other part of the hall with unkind eyes, especially the strange gazes cast by some people at him, which made him have the urge to do it.

And the person who is looking at the ninety-five stars is an old man in a brown robe, his hair is black and white, but there are not many, obviously although he is an old man, but for the dozens of gray-haired people here, he is the youngest one.

This person is the old man who led the team in this chaotic god palace, in the face of the coldness of the ninety-five stars, he turned a blind eye, with an ordinary and slightly wrinkled face, without the slightest wave, and did not even look at the other party. But in the depths of his eyes, there was a smile that outsiders couldn't see, and he was very satisfied with the Mei brothers in the Nine Hidden Ladder.

"Hehe, I'm curious about the origin of that ghost, and why don't I have any impression of it now?" The old man smiled, gloating, and then stared at the figure with a terrifying skull embroidered on the first, blood robe. He is Zuo Zong Yang Yilin, and he is more concerned about this genius who can surpass Zuo Hao.

"What Brother Yang said is very true, I have never seen this person before. ”

"Yes, this old man is not impressed. ”

As soon as Yang Yilin's words fell, some people immediately echoed him, obviously this was to win the favor of Zuozong, after all, it was a force that even the Heavenly Ice Temple, the Sikong Clan, etc. had to be treated politely, and the Ninety-Five Clan did not dare to be too presumptuous.

"Wearing a blood robe, the strong evil aura on his body can be slightly felt here, could it be a person from the Blood Puppet Sect? Have you ever seen their elders or Saint Realm figures?"

"No, although the Blood Golem Gate is a blood robe, and all of them are full of evil spirits, but the best thing is the puppet technique, and this son... Different!" an old man in a white robe suddenly spoke, his hair was snow-white, and there was a divine aura on his body, like a fairy wind bone.

"The Third Elder doesn't know where this son comes from?" asked the Great Elder of the Sikong Clan above the middle hall solemnly, looking at the white-robed old man quite politely.

Known as the Third Elder, that is, the old man of the Immortal Spirit Clan shook his head slowly when he heard this, he did not have the white eyes of the geniuses of the Immortal Spirit Clan who could not see clearly between men and women in the Nine Shadow Ladder, but he had the same divine qi. The normal eyes stared at the image reflected in the mirror in the center of the hall, which seemed to be controllable, and the picture was fixed on the ghost yin.

The influence of transfiguration, not only can be seen in the ghost yin, Zuo Hao, the two people of the Jiuwu clan, the Mei brothers, the burly young man of Wuge, Shui Wuye, the genius of the fairy clan, etc., can all be seen, and even if you want to, the fire refining and fog above the geniuses who are more backward can also see it, but weird, on the image... There is no Xia Xin.

Even Gao Mei, the deputy hall master of the Heavenly Ice Temple, turned his hands, and the image also turned, and the picture became the light banner on the void, and the second... It's Zuo Hao!

It seems that after Xia Xin first appeared, in the eyes of outsiders, he disappeared like falling into the abyss, and no one in the hall was talking about the stunned young man who had fallen behind.

And as the words of the old man of the fairy spirit clan fell, Sikong Ding, Gao Mei, Jiuwu Xingchen and others all showed solemn expressions, and their eyes silently stared at the image, the body of the ghost yin.

For a while, the atmosphere of the hall became dull, and most of the old people did not know why, such as the second monk Zhang, who looked at several high-level figures of the big forces in confusion.

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"I have the blood of a dragon, and I have opened as much as forty percent, how can I fall to others!" Inside the Nine Hidden Ladder, Zuo Hao looked up to the sky and roared, the green scales on his skin, the red contained in it became a little richer, and his breath suddenly soared again, and a jump seemed to ignore the coercion of this place, surpassing the burly youth, and even falling in front of the ghost yin several layers, the explosive power was terrifying.

It's just that the price of doing so, no less scary. The cyan scales on Zuo Hao's body actually fell off a little, and at the same time, he stumbled under his feet, knelt on one knee on the white jade ladder, and gasped for breath.

And the blue light flashed on his body, and the dragon scales that were about to fall off disappeared directly, and were replaced by his own blood, the kind of golden, unique blood above the Holy Realm, which suddenly overflowed from the pores, just became a golden blood man in an instant, I don't know what kind of treasure I thought...

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