Each path represents a person's talent and potential, and the path of kings has not appeared for hundreds of years, let alone the path of the Extreme Realm.

Yang Liqun was full of confidence with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he already thought in his heart that it must be Tuoba Tianzong, as for others, they didn't even think about the Extreme Realm Road, let alone the ancient ruin, thinking about it, he straightened his waist and glanced at the side with a look of a bamboo in his chest.

Xiang Wen frowned, and his heart was a little nervous, remembering that when he had not yet entered the secret realm, the cold young man standing beside Yang Liqun was shocked, could it be him?

The eight people who are still left on the path of trials have no knowledge of the outside world, desperately coping with everything in front of them.

Xiao Fan in the gray space slowly stood up, stared straight ahead, and said in his heart: "Could the fourth level be a fourth-grade sword intent?" Thinking about it, he couldn't help but shudder, with the current words of the fourth-grade sword intent now, I'm afraid he can only be killed in seconds, is it forward or backward?!

Xiao Fan pondered for a while, stepped forward step by step, thinking about the depths of the way, an old man sat on the ground in front, a long sword hanging from his waist, different from the previous three levels, the old man had a nose and eyes, and the front was all a phantom.

"Go back, breaking through to the fourth level shows that your talent is already the best choice, and this fourth level will kill people. The old man glanced at Xiao Fan and said lightly.

Looking at the famous old man in front of him, his expression was slightly stagnant, and then he arched his hand: "Death is death, the kid is not afraid of anything, even if he has come to the fourth level, there is no retreat, is the predecessor the keeper of the fourth level?"

The old man glanced at the young man in surprise, stood up slightly, and a sharp sword intent crushed Xiao Fan, this was not a fourth-grade sword intent at all! This artistic conception had definitely reached the peak of the fifth-grade, and Xiao Fan even felt that sword intent wantonly in his throat when he breathed.

"Give you another chance, turning back is life, and moving forward is death!"

Xiao Fan looked at the old man with horror, under the five-grade sword intent, he didn't have any resistance at all, he slowly got used to this resistance, his heart returned to emptiness, the sword order rang in his chest, and he took a step forward, and the old man smiled when he saw this, and his body shattered into a little light.

"The heart of the sword is clear, although there is an external force to help, but it is also very good, congratulations on passing the fourth level, you will take this card, and the following is the real beginning of the road of trial. A voice resounded in the gray space, and a token with a whole body of fiery red like a crystal appeared in front of Xiao Fan's body out of thin air, and landed firmly in his hand.

Xiao Fan looked at the token that seemed to be carved by red crystal, with the words Extreme Realm engraved on it, and a red pith-like pattern running through the entire token, and looked at it for a while before slowly retracting his steps and moving forward again.

Xiao Fan's expression flickered, and there were about forty or fifty dense green lions in front of him, and all of them were the peak of second-grade demon beasts, and the rusty sword was suddenly held in his hand, and the footsteps changed and the sword technique suddenly rushed directly into the lions, and for a while, the blue light splashed.

Three hours later, the last green pluin shattered into a point of light, Xiao Fan's rusty sword was inserted beside him, he sat on the ground and gasped for breath, his body was already scarred, the scarlet blood dripped down the skin and fell to the ground, and the pain continued to attack his consciousness, and the storage ring flickered slightly, a four-grade Huiyuan Pill and a four-grade healing pill appeared in the palm of his hand, Xiao Fan swallowed it directly, and then sat cross-legged on the ground to refine it.

After a long time, Xiao Fan stood up and walked forward, and the Red Flame Yellow Ghost Python, which had been at the beginning of the third grade, appeared in sight, and his pupils suddenly shrank and he clenched the rusty sword.

At this moment, the Red Flame Yellow Ghost Python suddenly moved, and the snake body rushed over like a flame and lightning, and there was no time to react at that speed, and there was a sudden pain in his chest, Xiao Fan's whole person flew out directly, falling heavily to the ground, and a hot pain in his chest hit his consciousness.

Xiao Fan struggled to get up from the ground, and a purple flame light shot out from his eyes and hit the cold snake of the Chiyan Yellow Ghost Python, and the state of distraction was vividly expressed on the Chiyan Yellow Ghost Python, and the rusty sword in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath: "The first style of sword drawing technique: splitting the ground!"

With a low roar, a fiery red sword struck directly on the snake's body, and in an instant, the skin and flesh almost didn't cut it off, and the miserable white bones made people feel a little creepy to look at, and the yellow ghost python was stimulated by this pain, and the snake that lost its mind regained its clarity and writhed wildly on the snake body, and a fireball the size of a face plate condensed in the open mouth of the snake and hit Xiao Fan, who was sitting on the ground with exhausted vitality.

"Peng!"

The fireball hit and sparks splashed for a while, and Xiao Fan's body was directly shattered into points of light and dissipated in this gray space.

In the outside world, twenty-eight people had already come out, and Tuoba Tianzong stood aside holding a token engraved with the word king in his hand, and his expression was not half respectful, and he threw it directly to Elder Taishang.

Yang Liqun hurriedly leaned over, and after seeing the words on the token, the whole person froze in place all of a sudden, muttering: "Impossible, this is impossible!!"

The corners of Tuoba Tian's mouth raised a smile of disdain, and he thought that Yang Liqun was shocked by the fact that he had passed the fourth level of the King's Road, and couldn't help but say: "Nothing is impossible, the trial in this place of exile is too simple." ”

"No!" Yang Liqun's eyes didn't know why they were covered with blood all of a sudden, he turned his head and yelled directly at Tuoba Tianzong, and then said, "That! That Ancient Waste Body opened the Extreme Realm Road!"

Tuoba Tian listened to Yang Liqun's words, directly petrified on the spot, his mouth opened slightly, and his eyes were full of disbelief, he knew that the fourth level of the King's Road was ten demon beasts at the peak of the second grade, it was too difficult, even if it was a demon like him, he almost didn't fall at that level, especially when it was the fifth level, the keeper was actually the artistic conception of the peak of the fourth grade, so how could he fight? He directly admitted defeat and withdrew from the road of trial.

At this time, Xiang Wen suddenly opened his eyebrows and smiled, and the crack flashed slightly, and Xiao Fan's figure appeared in everyone's stunned sight.

"How many levels have you passed?" Xiang Wen's figure flickered directly in front of Xiao Fan, and asked like a cannon.

"I haven't played the sixth level. Xiao Fan let out a long breath, took out the fiery red token, and the two words on it were pierced by two and a half red piths, and handed it to Xiang Wen.