Host: Liu Ziyu

Bloodline: Chaos Willow

Rank: Princely Realm Ninefold

Exercise: "The Green Emperor's Recipe for Longevity"

Secret Technique: Immortal Slashing Dafa

Artifacts: Chaos Xuanhuang Bell, Imperial Palace, Red Blood Axe

Abilities: Willow Seed, Life Essence, True Status, Colorful Sword Leaf, Telepathy

Instinctive talents: Earth Dragon Tree Root, Three Thousand Divine Kingdom, Xuanhuang Mother's Qi, Divine Domain, Worry-free Buddha Light, Law Enforcement on behalf of the Heavens, endless

Bloodline Divine Power: Chaos God Willow Cave Heaven

God-level evolution points: 590 million points

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The sky was crowded with the figures of the monks.

Liu Ziyu's arrival has not attracted anyone in a short period of time.

The eyes of hundreds of thousands of monks were all fixed on the golden temple floating and sinking in the black hole of that space.

From the complicated discussion and chatter of these hundreds of thousands of monks, Liu Ziyu heard the words "Ling Tian Shenzi".

It seemed that Ling Tian Divine Son had broken through some kind of prohibition between heaven and earth here, and then took dozens of sect master giant-level super powerhouses into the spatial black hole where the golden temple was suspended.

If this is the case, if Liu Ziyu wants to go to the black hole of that space, he may encounter this Ling Tian Temple.

If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens.

Out of prudence, Liu Ziyu opened his blood vein energy, and from head to toe, he fell into the thick chaotic qi.

The bloodline of the Chaos Divine Willow is even more superior than the Heaven and Earth Spirit Root of the top sequence, and it is also a step worse than the Heaven and Earth Spirit Root of the Supreme Sequence.

Therefore, the piece of chaotic qi spread outside Liu Ziyu's body is like the beginning qi bred in the depths of chaos, and it is difficult to see through even a super powerhouse at the level of the sect master's giant.

Whoosh!

A certain superpowerhouse at the level of a sect leader and giant stepped on the golden avenue and submerged into the spatial black hole.

Then more than a dozen figures swept into the black hole of that space, all of them were at the level of the Sect Master Giant.

Half a day later.

Hundreds of thousands of monks in the sky disappeared.

The hundreds of thousands of monks who poured into the black hole of space did not land directly in front of the glorious golden temple that reflected the ancient and modern, but landed on an empty and boundless platform.

At the end of the platform, there is a stone staircase, layer upon layer, leading to the thirty-three heavens.

"At the end of this stone staircase, you will definitely see the golden temple. ”

The old man in the ink-colored robe was one of the few powerful sect leaders among the hundreds of thousands of monks present.

He mumbled and reached out, detaining hundreds of monks without much effort.

The more than 100 monks who were detained by the ink-robed old man into the big hand had no room to resist at all, and fell on the stone steps like dumplings.

At a glance, this ink-robed old man standing in the realm of the sect leader giant wanted to test whether there was any mysterious killing on the stone staircase.

This will make the hundred or so monks suffer, and they are completely at the mercy of the ink-robed old man like a puppet.

"Damn old bastard!"

"Damn! Uncle Ben cursed you not to die!"

Of the more than 100 monks who fell on the stone steps, some were furious, and some cursed.

"Oh?"

The ink-robed old man ignored the curses of more than a hundred monks, gritted his teeth, and the more than 100 monks in his eyes, after falling to the stone steps, did not seem to cause any murder and terror, one by one, they were alive and vibrant.

Seeing this, the old man in the ink-robed robe walked boldly to the stone steps, and when he passed by a monk who he threw on the stone steps, he flicked his fingers and pierced the monk's soul, and then shouted:

"This seat lets you and others explore the way, this is the creation of you, who dares to slander and curse, and hate the old man with angry eyes, but don't blame the old man for killing the killer. ”

Hearing this, more than 100 monks bowed their heads in anger.

The law of the jungle is vividly exposed at this moment!

Just because the old man in the ink-robed robe was a super powerhouse at the level of a sect master, he could be bold and sanctimonious to manipulate the life and death of more than 100 monks, and he was not allowed to show any resentment on the more than 100 monks.

But with the temptation of the ink-robed old man, the hundreds of thousands of monks present could also rest assured and boldly walked up the long stone staircase with no end in sight.

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Hundreds of thousands of monks, which sounds like a lot, can be separated from the distance and distributed on this magnificent and sacred stone staircase leading to the top of the sky, and the picture presented is like hundreds of thousands of ants, struggling on a huge staircase.

It's been about half a month.

The hundreds of thousands of monks who climbed the stone staircase turned their heads to see that there was no longer a platform to be seen.

It was also at this time that there were sounds of horror one after another.

The hundreds of thousands of monks who fell into the top of this stone staircase, including the dozen or so super powerhouses at the level of the Sect Master, all lost their cultivation without exception.

Liu Ziyu is the same, his bloodline energy, mana energy, and spiritual energy suddenly disappeared and ceased to exist, as if he had become an ordinary man from the ninth level of the princely realm overnight.

The rest is this physical shell.

Panic spread, and some monks wanted to return to the platform, but between the platform and the stone staircase, an invisible barrier was erected at some point.

Without the condition of cultivation, no one can shake this barrier that cannot be caught by the naked eye.

In other words, the hundreds of thousands of monks who had lost their cultivation power on this long stone staircase could only go forward.

The chaotic qi outside Liu Ziyu's body gradually dissipated.

The true face revealed was presented to the vision of many monks around him.

"It's you!" A great supernatural person, his pupils changed and locked on Liu Ziyu, who showed a handsome face after the chaotic qi outside his body receded: "I didn't expect you to escape the pursuit of Ling Tian Shenzi." Also, you have sounded the heavenly drum fourteen times on the altar of the gods. ”

"The Heavenly Drum has been sounded fourteen times on the Fengshen Platform? Didn't the invincible Young Master of Beihai Returning to the Ruins also only beat the Heavenly Drum fourteen times?"

"I don't know about this, but I have seen this guy outside the Sansheng Stone, and the corner of the future he revealed on the Sansheng Stone is that he is in the long river of years, and he is the enemy of the world!

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Outside the Sansheng Stone and outside the Fengshen Stage, the monks who had witnessed Liu Ziyu show his might, and now there are many discussions, and they exclaim loudly.

Hearing these discussions, more than a dozen sect leader giants stared at Liu Ziyu one after another.

"Beat the heavenly drum fourteen times, and in the future, you will fight against the invincible enemy in the long river of years?"

"No way! How can this kid be virtuous, and it is impossible for the ancient emperor to fight in the long river of time. ”

"Whether it's true or not, just ask this kid. ”