Wang Qian coughed up blood again and again, and in the end, his powerful body was about to be shattered, scarred, and covered in blood.

But his eyes were firm and calm, like a deep pool without waves in an ancient well.

This is a habit that Wang Qian has developed after so many battles, and the more dangerous it is, the calmer he is.

"Kill!"

Leaping like a dragon, the thunder and lightning around the Qingfeng Sword flickered, and the aura surged, Wang Gan's heart was ruthless, he was not afraid of death, and fought to the death.

The White Tiger Golden Seal burst out one after another, ingesting one fourth-order elixir after another.

At this time, Wang Qian couldn't care less about feeling distressed, the reward for breaking through the seventh layer was definitely worth more than a few fourth-order elixirs.

Wang Qian will still calculate this account.

In the end, under the attack of the Blue Edge Sword and the White Tiger Golden Seal, the sixty-four fairies were broken one by one, and all of them were slaughtered.

"Self-strength is fundamental, after all, the White Tiger Golden Seal is something outside the body, which can be used and cannot be relied on, and it is necessary to have a strong and firm heart to become a strong person. ”

A flash of realization flashed in Wang Gan's eyes, and the dark night around him shattered in an instant, and he came to the space of the eighth layer.

This is a vast starry sky, with infinite starlight flashing, and the four poles are all empty starry sky, but there is a strange atmosphere.

"I'm afraid it's just one hundred and twenty-eight strong people this time, what kind of god clan is it, let's all come out!"

Wang Gan's voice sounded under the starry sky, and it was heard far away, but there was no figure around, even the voice that reminded him before did not appear.

"What is the space on the eighth floor?"

Wang Qian muttered to himself, looking at the vast starry sky, his heart suddenly had some curiosity.

The sixth and seventh layers are both powerful Protoss, but how powerful are the Protoss of the eighth layer?

At this moment, an ethereal, vast voice sounded in this starry sky.

"The avenue of life and death, the soul is hidden in the mysteries, the blood is hidden in the supernatural powers, and the life and creation are extinguished. ”

Wang Qian looked up and found a figure coming from a distance, shrouded in a hazy white light, every step out, would step out of dozens of meters, and a void golden lotus was born under his feet, with a kind of dusty aura.

"Hold the grass, hold the grass!?"

When Wang Qian saw the face in the white light, he instantly changed color, and there was an extremely shocked look in his eyes.

That figure, with a delicate face, black hair scattered behind his head, thick and shiny, and holding a cyan long sword, eyes like stars, with a smile on his face, looked exactly like Wang Gan.

The key is that this person's temperament is more dusty than Wang Gan's, and it is not a grade at all.

"Fellow Daoist, this is polite, defeat me, and you can enter the ninth layer. ”

The figure on the other side smiled at Wang Gan and smiled, it was still the kind of language that Wang Qian couldn't understand, but he could understand the meaning.

Wang Gan's eyes were very puzzled, and he asked, "Who are you, why are you exactly the same as me, why are you the only one in this eight-layer space?"

The figure smiled slowly, and said unhurriedly: "Fellow Daoist, I am you, you are me, why do you distinguish each other?"

Wang Qian shook his head and said, "No, we are different, you are too temperamental, I am like a dick in front of you." ”

The figure was obviously a little confused, this question really stumped him, "Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by dick?"

Wang Gan said: "It's just that you are more handsome than me, understand?"

"Forehead ......"

The figure couldn't refute it for a while, and after a while, he said leisurely: "Fellow Daoist, these are not important, the important thing is that you defeat me, you can go out, otherwise you will never reach the ninth layer." ”

It's a strange feeling, and the other self is talking to himself.

The key is that the other self is more handsome than himself, who can stand this.

"It's kind of interesting to beat myself, but you're more handsome than me, and you have more temperament than me, which means that we are always different, right?"

"This ...... , I guess so. The figure muttered, and was actually surrounded by Wang Gan.

Wang Qian didn't talk nonsense, his eyes condensed, the aura converged on his fists, his blood boiled, the thunder and lightning phantom flickered, and the plum blossom fist burst out, with unparalleled strength, breaking through the air and killing.

But the situation that shocked Wang Qian appeared, and the figure on the opposite side smiled slightly, clenched his fists, and it was also a plum blossom fist.

Boom!

The vast and incomparable force exploded, with a huge sound, Wang Qian only felt that he was shaken all over, and suddenly flew sideways for hundreds of meters.

But the figure on the opposite side just retreated again and again, and after retreating more than ten meters, he stabilized his figure.

Under one punch, the strength and weakness of the two are fully revealed!

"If you're another me, why are you better than me?"

Wang Qian frowned and said slowly.

"Because...... I am in the late stage of the Spiritual Aperture Realm, and you are in the strongest state. The figure said slowly.

"Fart, if you're better than me, it's not another me. Wang Qian said loudly, his tone firm.

The figure looked a little dazed, and quickly returned to normal, mainly because what Wang Qian said really made sense.

The figure pondered for a moment and smiled faintly, it didn't matter if he was Wang Gan or not, it was his duty to kill Wang Gan.

I saw his footsteps move, leaving an afterimage in the void, the wind howled, the lightning light intertwined around him, and the next moment he stepped on the ever-changing steps and rushed towards Wang Gan.

Rumble!

Wang Qian hurriedly blocked it, but he found that no matter what martial arts he used, the figure opposite would use the same martial arts.

And his mastery of martial arts is even more profound than his own.

Bang!

Wang Gan's body flew out upside down, and his whole body was in severe pain, and he finally understood what it meant to be the strongest self.

The various martial arts skills he knows, in the hands of that figure, seem to have reached an extreme, and every gesture has great power.

Next, Wang Gan fell into a bitter battle, and completely began to be ravaged, and he finally felt the powerful power of his martial arts.

Drawing swordsmanship, grabbing tiger claws, plum blossom fists, and smashing on oneself, this feeling is particularly unforgettable.

Moreover, this figure is not only proficient in Wang Gan's various martial arts, but even the power of thunder and lightning in his bloodline can be completely reproduced.

"How can I beat myself? The key is that I can't beat it!"

Wang Qian's brows were twisted together, his face was solemn, and he felt very tricky, and he didn't have the slightest power to fight back at that figure.

All kinds of martial arts and combat skills that Wang Qian learned, that figure can do everything, and everything he thinks in his heart seems to have all been pierced.

Every martial art of that figure was performed to the extreme, which made Wang Qian's heart rise a sense of powerlessness.

Rumble!

The corners of the figure's mouth were always calmly and calmly with a faint smile, and it was constantly changing, turning into an afterimage of the Dao, and before Wang Gan could react, a tiger claw slapped on Wang Gan's back.

Burst!

Wang Qian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and all his internal organs began to shake, and there were five more bloody holes on his back.

The strength of the tiger's claw entered Wang Gan's body and scurried around his body, making his injuries even more serious.

"I don't believe it, you don't have any flaws, you won't be tired!"

A sharp light shot out of Wang Gan's eyes, he swallowed a third-order elixir, and his whole body became violent, and the Prison Elephant Phantom condensed behind him, rushing towards the figure.

Rumble!

In the vast starry sky, two figures fought fiercely together, the aura flew, the wind howled, the light and shadow flew, the thunder and lightning intertwined, and the void was shaken.

Wang Gan's mind was unprecedentedly clear, and the power of qi and blood and the aura in his body all exploded.

In the huge spiritual aperture, it was like a volcano, spewing endless spiritual energy, and its whole body was shrouded in a thunder and lightning phantom.

Wang Qian finally understood what it means to be the strongest self.

The figure on the opposite side not only had a Qingfeng sword in his hand, but also had a white tiger gold seal, every time Wang Qian summoned the white tiger gold seal, he would also summon a gold seal.

Then they collided together, unleashing infinite power.

Every kind of martial arts that Wang Qian knew was very skillful in the hands of that figure, as if it was at his fingertips, and he could control it as he wanted.

And Wang Qian was also in the process of fighting, constantly stealing learning.

Bang!

Wang Gan was kicked in the chest by the figure, and a huge force exploded, with a click, the sound of fractures came, and Wang Gan's sternum was broken.

Then he flew hundreds of meters and smashed a meteorite to pieces.

Although Wang Qian knew that he would not really die, the pain was really painful!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Wang Gan coughed up blood again and again, his eyes were cold, and a fatal crisis shrouded his heart.

This is already the eighth layer, and if you break through the ninth layer, you will be able to know the secret of the Nine Colored Great Sun Tower and control the entire Mu Ran Secret Realm.

In the face of such a temptation, Wang Qian would not give up no matter what.

"I can't go on like this, I don't believe that you have comprehended these martial arts to the extreme. ”

Wang Qian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and revealed a wicked smile.

Wang Qian rose to the sky in an instant, and the incomparable aura of his body exploded, and the power of qi and blood was urged to the extreme.

The Thunder Arc movie shines in all directions, the Qingfeng Sword is dazzling, he has a plum blossom fist in his left hand, and a sword drawing in his right hand.

With the roar of a tiger and the piercing sound of breaking through the air, he slashed at the figure at the same time.

Wang Gan's face was solemn, and his sword drawing technique exuded an invincible momentum, as if he could destroy all things.

A series of crimson plum blossom phantoms appeared around the body, thunder and lightning flashed, and with an incomparable fist, they rose to the sky.

Plum Blossom Boxing is Wang Qian's earliest martial arts, which has long been integrated and understood in his heart.

This punch can be said to be the strongest punch in Wang Qian's realm.

And the sword drawing technique is the most lethal swordsmanship among the swordsmanship practiced by Wang Qian.

The white figure on the opposite side, still smiling, also used the plum blossom fist and sword drawing technique, and the fist shadow sword came across the void.

Thundered!

The endless light exploded, the stars around them were eclipsed, the waves of air were flying, and both of them were hair flying.

Under the furious attack of one punch and one sword, Wang Qian did not retreat for the first time, and the two maintained the same posture and stood on the ground