It was this barrier that kept him out of the mix.

The walls were so thick that he now felt that he was not sure that he would be able to preach and mix the elements in this catastrophe.

There are three major levels and eight small levels of quasi-saints, and the more difficult it is to get to the end.

The three levels of elementary level are good to say, and the number of people is also the largest.

It is not easy to reach the middle three levels, and all of them are real heroes, and they have a certain reputation in the entire flood wilderness, and they can really dominate one side.

The two higher levels are even more difficult, and the existence of the nine heavens and ten earths is famous.

At the time of the Lich Wars, this level was known as the Demon God and the Great Witch.

There are only three big merchants now, Wen Zhong, Daji, and Bai Qi.

Several others had to be stopped.

This is the last level of the Enlightenment Mixture, and every step forward is a great difficulty.

Bai Qi Dao and Di Xin gave him so many convenient conditions, and it took so long to reach the eighth level from the seventh level, you can know a thing or two.

The seventh level aside, the eighth level is the ultimate powerhouse that really runs rampant in the world when the mixed element powerhouse does not come out.

Their greatest goal is to preach and mingle.

During the Lich period, it was the level of the Ten Great Demon Gods and the Top Great Witch.

At the peak of the Lich, there were not many such beings, and there were only more than twenty in total.

As for the eighth level to the mixed element, it was ten times more difficult than reaching the eighth level of the quasi-saint from Da Luo.

Since the birth of the groundbreaking flood, I don't know how many strong people of all races have been stopped here and cannot advance an inch.

Bai Qi can clearly feel that from now on, every step he takes forward, the efforts he needs to make and the difficulties he encounters will be hundreds of times more than before.

However, when he reached this step, he was truly qualified to look down on the top disciples of the Three Sects and the top quasi-saint powerhouses of the Ancestral Court.

In order to make Dashang truly one of the three peaks, even if it is the shortest one of them.

This is the importance of the Quasi-Saint Eighth Level Absolute Powerhouse.

Looking in the direction of the song, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Finally lived up to His Majesty's expectations.

Reaching this level in this battle is enough to sustain the next big battle.

After pondering for a while, he closed his eyes and became fully acquainted with the greater power.

This battle is just the beginning, and the next one will only be more tragic.

Big businessmen only need real strong people.

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Compared with the high morale in the commercial camp, there was a dead silence in the Xiqi camp that was hastily settled.

There was a sense of depression and sadness everywhere.

There were more than 150 million troops, and under the First World War, only more than 20 million remained.

No words will do anything.

Jiang Ziya could only let it, and at this time, his mood was no better than anyone else, full of remorse and pain.

in the central tent.

After a brief post-war meeting, Jiang Ziya forced the others to retreat, leaving only six people, including Jiang Ziya and Manjushri Fuxian.

Standing up tremblingly, he knelt down in front of the other five people at once, and the tears that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer hold back and gushed out, and said sadly: "Senior brother, I am ashamed of my master and my master! What kind of face do I have to meet my master and many fellow disciples?"

"Senior Brother Ziya!" The other five people all stood up, and with the same sad expression, they reached out to help Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya ignored it and didn't stand up.

"Senior brother, this is not your fault, under the catastrophe, who can guarantee that you will be spared, it is only right that I and other senior brothers are ashamed of you, and many of your fellow disciples and you will not blame you for being afraid of leaving your grandson. The middle-aged Taoist in a gray robe said in a deep voice.

"Yes, junior brother, hurry up, no one thought of this battle, it was too powerful, and it was not your fault at all. Another red Taoist next to him said solemnly.

Several others also spoke up to persuade them.

Jiang Ziya just couldn't afford it, kneeling in the direction of Kunlun Mountain in the east, with great remorse and guilt in his heart, like a small worm eating his heart little by little.

There were so many people who died in this battle, so many that he couldn't bear it at all, and even rushed to help, and one of his own senior brothers, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, detained Sun Du, how could he be relieved?

Maybe not many people blame him, but he has to carry this sin on his back, and he can't let go of it at all.

"Senior brother, what you are now carrying is the rise and fall of the entire Three Sects, do you really want to go on like this?

Afraid that the revenge of the younger brother Sun and many of his fellow disciples will not be avenged?

How can you take revenge if you are like this?

If you are like this, you are the only one who truly lives up to the expectations of your master and is ashamed of your peers. The middle-aged Taoist in a gray Taoist robe had a sinking face and shouted lightly.

Jiang Ziya's expression fluctuated, and a wave of hatred and firmness became stronger and stronger.

Several other people also persuaded a few more words, and Jiang Ziya solemnly kowtowed a few times, stood up, and suppressed those weak emotions.

Looking at the five senior brothers in front of him, he said firmly and seriously: "Senior brother understands, junior brother will not let Shizun and many fellow disciples down, and this revenge will be avenged." ”

The five Daoists nodded one after another, equally firm.

After calming down their emotions and sitting down again, Jiang Ziya sorted out his thoughts, looked at the gray-robed Taoist, and said in a condensed voice: "Senior brother, your cultivation is the highest, do you know how far that Bai Qi has reached, how to deal with it?"

The gray-robed Taoist is the head of the twelve golden immortals, Guang Chengzi, and it is he who leads the other twelve golden immortals to help the third of the other twelve golden immortals.

And the biggest reason why Xiqi lost so badly in this battle is the existence of Bai Qi.

It was like an invincible killing god, if it weren't for the four of Guangchengzi who came to help, the Xiqi army would probably be wiped out.

Even so, the six brothers joined forces, and they were all killed and feared to keep their grandchildren.

If you can't find a way to deal with Bai Qi, everything else is useless.

The other five people also understood, and when they heard the word Bai Qi, their expressions were also solemn to the extreme.

They all moved their eyes to Guang Chengzi, Guang Chengzi's face was a little bitter, and a complicated expression flashed in his eyes: "The rise of the Human Emperor has indeed brought too many peerless masters.

Bai Qi is even more of the best, at the beginning, he should be about the same as his brother, at the level of the demon god, that is, the seventh level of quasi-saint divided by the Shang Court.

is probably at the peak, plus the strength of the army, so he can fight with the six of us and other senior brothers, and he will not fall behind at all. ”

After a pause, the bitterness was even stronger, and the same was true of the solemnity, "But later, he should have made another breakthrough, and he reached the eighth level of the quasi-saint, plus the power of the army, he was even more powerful, so that he could rise up and let the senior brother of the Fear of Stay Sun fall." ”

Guangchengzi has cultivated for countless years before he has today's cultivation.

Seeing a Bai Qi who was much younger than him surpassing him, how could he not be bitter in his heart?

Not to mention killing his junior brother in front of him.

In addition to Jiang Ziya, the other four Manjushri Puxian, although they are better, naturally have the same mentality.

I feel that I am ashamed of the cultivation of my master and my master.

Bai lived for so many years.

Of course, they are all very determined people, and they will not give birth to any other chaos because of these psychology.

"If it weren't for the fact that we were afraid of the fall of Senior Brother Liusun, and we were all prepared to expose ourselves desperately, I'm afraid that Bai Qi would not have retreated. Manjushri sighed softly.

(Chapter 2, Rest Early.) ）

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