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Yang Yue, who was in the Great Thousand Mirrors, didn't know that he had fallen into other people's calculations, in the eyes of Elder Tian Qiu, he was a rookie disciple, even if he had some talent, it was impossible for him to pass the sixth level, unless he had at least the cultivation of the sixth stage of qi refining. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, the smile on Tian Qiu's face stiffened, and in the sixth level, a brilliant sword light flashed, and the blood light collapsed, and the fierce fire beast was split in half by Yang Yue's sword.

The next moment, Yang Yue's name flashed, and it went straight to the fifty-two.

"How is that possible?" The expression on Elder Tian Qiu's face became more and more ugly, he thought that he could be directly wiped out in the sixth level, but he didn't expect that the calculation would not succeed, but instead he achieved him, allowing him to directly approach the top fifty.

As soon as his heart was crossed, a cold glint flashed in Elder Tian Qiu's eyes, and his mind moved again, and the fierce beasts and martial artists in the sixth level of the illusion realm where Yang Yue was located were cleared again.

"Huh?" Yang Yue's eyes were slightly cold, and the two sword eyebrows couldn't help frowning, after he killed the fire beast, he obviously saw the figures of two martial artists not far away, but they suddenly dissipated into a rain of light and disappeared out of thin air.

He must have been calculated, otherwise it would be impossible for this strange phenomenon to occur, entering the illusion of the Great Thousand Mirrors, he has killed only a handful of enemies, and with this little result, he is afraid that it is still a lot worse to enter the top fifty.

However, at this moment, he didn't have the extra mind to guess who was calculating him, and he quickly rushed to the seventh level with a step.

Seeing Yang Yue's figure rushing into the seventh level, Elder Tian Qiu's face showed a sneer again, only the top twenty masters in the outer gate could kill the enemy in the seventh level, in his opinion, this Yang Yue would be wiped out in a moment.

Yang Yue stepped into the seventh level in one step, and immediately felt a different atmosphere, a dangerous aura rushed to his face, and there were several figures standing not far in front of him, which were two seventh-level martial artists and two seventh-level howling wind lions.

"Damn it." Yang Yue scolded in a low voice, he didn't expect that the person who was secretly calculating him would be so vicious, none of the low-level enemies in front of him appeared, but in the seventh level, two seventh-level martial artists and two seventh-level fierce beasts appeared at one time, which was clearly to make him fail and be wiped out.

"Roar!"

The two seventh-level howling wind lions took the lead in attacking, their blood basins were wide open, and countless wind blades slashed towards Yang Yuexuan, and the air was cut into white marks.

At the same moment, the two seventh-rank martial artists didn't say a word, and they also waved the long sword in their hands to attack Yang Yue left and right, not giving him a chance to breathe at all.

"Die."

Yang Yue shouted violently, and the thousand-pound heavy sword in his hand flew out directly, shattering countless wind blades like a broken bamboo hole, and lightning sank into the head of a howling wind lion, killing him with one blow.

As soon as he threw out the long sword in his hand, his figure also exploded at the same time, and a punch slammed into the head of the other howling wind lion.

With a "poof", the sharp claws of the Howling Wind Lion blurred the flesh and blood of Yang Yue's abdomen and almost died, and Yang Yue's heavy fist also hammered the head of the Howling Wind Lion, and the sound of bones shattering came out, and the plasma blood was splashed all over the ground. The fierce lion fell to the ground with a bang, and died of exhaustion.

"Ka!"

One of the seventh-rank martial artists slashed the sword fiercely, Yang Yue was startled, and he used a peerless shadow step under his feet to avoid the sword blade dangerously and dangerously, although he had a blood mark on his neck, although he would not really die, but if he was killed by a high-level enemy in the phantom array, he would also be violently counterattacked in reality, and he would have to stay in bed for at least two months to recuperate.

"Pulse Palm."

At the moment when he staggered with the martial artist's figure, Yang Yue suddenly burst out, dodged the blade of the sword, and slapped his palm on the martial artist's heavenly spirit cover.

This palm is a spirit-level martial art, the first type of peerless palm in the blood slaughter Dafa, the palm is like the middle of winter, cold and slaughtering, and the head of the martial artist was beaten into the abdominal cavity by Yang Yuesheng, and he was killed.

After killing this martial artist, Yang Yue's momentum was like a rainbow, and he quickly pounced on the last seventh-rank martial artist, and the Absolute Pulse Palm blasted out, and the thunder and lightning in the palm wind of the tyrant spurted out, and this palm used the bloodline magic technique inherited from the martial spirit.

"Click!" The tyrannical thunder first slashed at the warrior, and his body was struck by lightning and stopped on the spot, Yang Yue stepped forward and smashed his head with a punch.

All of this happened between the lightning and flint, Yang Yue's series of movements were crisp and neat, like a storm, and four enemies equivalent to the seventh stage of qi refining were killed by him in an instant, but his abdomen was also not lightly injured, and the blood did not stop.

In the central square outside the illusion, more than 3,000 people have already retreated from the illusion, and the results are naturally good and bad, some are happy and some are worried.

The little fat man Lin Kun's body was shocked, and he also retreated from the illusion with a pale face, he barely broke through to the sixth level, but he was wiped out by two martial artists who refined qi in the sixth stage, but his face was excited, because his ranking was in the forty-fifth place.

"Stick, congratulations on making it to the top fifty." Shamo dragged his injured body over to drink, although he missed the top 50, but he was sincerely happy for the little fat man.

"Hey, hey! Don't be frustrated, wait for me to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to pick out powerful exercises and share them with you. The little fat man patted Shamo's shoulder comfortingly, and then asked, "Where is the little brother?" Hasn't it come out yet? ”

"Nope." Shamo shook his head and said with a frown: "I don't know why Brother Yue's ranking has stopped at fifty-two for a long time, and it stands to reason that it will not be a problem to enter the top fifty with his cultivation. ”

While the two were talking, there was an exclamation in the central square, and a name bloomed with blazing light, jumping from fifty-two to forty-two, and then to thirty-one.

This is not the end, the name flashed twice in a row, jumping directly from thirty-one to fifteen, covering the position of Song Yunlong, who was fifteenth in the previous session.

Shamo and the little fat man were dumbfounded, the name was none other than Yang Yue's name, shining brightly and stunning the audience.

"Oh my God! I read that right! Who is that guy named Yang Yue, who is actually jumping to upgrade. ”

"This guy is a newcomer, I've never heard of his name, a rookie disciple is so wicked, the future is limitless."

On the ten-zhang high platform, the four outer sect elders all showed shocked expressions, they didn't expect that there would be such a talented disciple among the new disciples, which was even more amazing than Tong Baichuan back then.

Even the two inner disciples who came to supervise the outer door Dabi, Pang Haotian and Luo Xi, both showed a strong interest, wanting to see who this dark horse was.

Fang Zichen also withdrew from the illusion of the Great Thousand Mirror ten minutes ago, and her beautiful eyes were also full of surprise at this moment, she entered the Tiangang Sect at the age of seventeen, and it took three years of cultivation in the outer gate to rank twentieth, but Yang Yue, the young man she had just led into the sect, easily surpassed him, and his name appeared in the dazzling position of the fifteenth.

"Impossible, how can this be ......" Elder Tian Qiu's face changed, it was difficult to see the extreme, he could kill the enemy in the seventh level? .

Tian Qiu's heart fluctuated, and his mind quickly probed into the Daqian Mirror, the corpses of the two howling wind lions and the remains of the two seventh-rank martial artists in the seventh level were still there, but where could Yang Yue's figure be seen.

At this moment, Yang Yue had already appeared in the illusion realm in the eighth level, although his current cultivation was the seventh stage of qi refining, but he wanted to fight with the enemy of the eighth stage of qi refining to see how much gap there was between them.

The illusion of the eighth level is a blood-colored world, with a blood-red sun in the sky, and the earth is also blood-red, and blood is the only color of this space.

"Wow!"

A sound piercing the golden cracking stone sounded, as if the entire space was about to be torn apart, Yang Yue's ear drums hurt, and his blood was churning from the shock of this terrifying sound.

A flying centipede swooped down from the sky with its wings vibrating, and a huge shadow shrouded it, and the evil spirit was rolling.

Eighth-level insect beast - flying centipede.

Yang Yue looked up, and his heart was shocked, this flying blood centipede was seven feet long, and its whole body was blood-red, like an evil thing born in a pool of blood, and hundreds of legs danced like tentacles, which was extremely terrifying.

The flying blood centipede slammed down, and the momentum was huge, but Yang Yue had no intention of dodging, he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, stomped his feet and rose to the ground, and a sword slashed towards the blood centipede's head, and a crack appeared in the void, which was the mark of the sword.

In the roar, Yang Yue slashed at the two front legs of the Flying Blood Centipede with a sword, but it did not hurt the other party in the slightest, but aroused the ferocity of the Flying Blood Centipede, and the thick tail flung at Yang Yue's waist violently, and he spurted blood and rolled out of his mouth.

Yang Yue's heart was awe-inspiring, this flying blood centipede was worthy of being an eighth-level fierce beast, with rough skin and thick flesh, it was difficult to even hurt it with a sword, this new injury made the previous abdominal injury aggravated, the blood continued to drain, and his strength was also lost, everything in this virtual environment was the same as reality, it would also bleed, be injured, and the result of dragging it down was only death.

At this moment, Yang Yue's body, which was outside the Great Thousand Mirror, also continued to tremble, and a flush appeared on his face, as if he couldn't stand it.

The central square was all empty, and together with Yang Yue, there were eighteen figures in the central square who were still insisting, except for the figure of the first Tong Baichuan who was still not moving, the other seventeen figures were all shaking, and they would be teleported out by the phantom array at any time.

"They are finally going to be unable to stand it, Senior Brother Tong is really the first person in the outer gate, and among the top eighteen strong people, only Senior Brother Tong is calm and relaxed."

"That's right, Senior Brother Tong is the myth of the outer gate, you see that Yang Yue, who has a rapid momentum just now, is about to die, I thought he could rush into the top ten in one go!"

After just half a pillar of incense kung fu passed, people in the central square kept withdrawing from the illusion of the Great Thousand Mirror, and Tong Baichuan, the first person in the outer gate, also turned pale, his body was shocked, and he retreated from the eighth level of the illusion.

Tong Baichuan proudly glanced at his ranking on the Daqian mirror, still in the most conspicuous first position, his name is golden, gold represents the sacred, supreme, and unique.

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