Xiao Yang quickly confirmed his guess, when he tried to step out of the range of the white line with one foot, in an instant, a sharp sword qi fell straight down from the sky, and hit the ground with a bang, this position is the place where Xiao Yang just poked out.

That's true.

Xiao Yang retreated from the white line, his tense spirit finally relaxed, and he sat on the ground with a plop, panting heavily.

At the first level, he fought endlessly for three days and three nights, and never got a break, and now that he finally had a chance to breathe, Xiao Yang naturally had to completely relax, otherwise, in such a high-intensity and extremely torturous battle, if there was no rest, anyone would collapse.

Even though there are a thousand years, Xiao Yang feels that time is incomparably precious.

After a little adjustment, Xiao Yang slowly stood up, and the divine sword in his hand swung out again, turning into a meteor, which exploded in mid-air in an instant, and evolved into pieces of fireworks, although it was short, it fell as fast as lightning and slammed into the black-clothed Xiao Yang.

The black-clothed Xiao Yang's eyes burst out of the fierce color the moment Xiao Yang came out, and at this moment, his body rushed up violently, his eyes couldn't hide the powerful and fierce aura, and he swung his sword and slashed, extinguishing the bursts of streamer sword qi, and counterattacking Xiao Yang with lightning speed.

"Humph!" Xiao Yang's face was cold, after he adjusted, his strength recovered, even if he couldn't defeat the black-clothed Xiao Yang for a while, but there would definitely be no signs of rout like just now, the sword moved, the divine sword drove directly, the light shook the entire sky, and the brilliant and boundless sword flickered straight up-

The flames of war burned in an instant.

Endless sword intent spread in all directions.

Xiao Yang's eyes stared closely at the black-clothed figure wielding the sword in front of him, and he still couldn't hide a sigh in his heart, what he was facing was a perfect self. With the strength he has, he won't make any mistakes at all, and if he wants to defeat him, the only way is to break through!

Even in the handling of many moves, Xiao Yang sometimes occasionally makes a slight mistake, and is almost caught by the other party and attacks-

This is a combat object copied from Xiao Yang as the prototype, and in the process of fighting, Xiao Yang also uses him as a template to regain his body and improve himself.

The second battle lasted a whole month.

Bang!!!

The incomparably gorgeous sword light exploded in mid-air, and the blazing cold light shrouded the black-clothed Xiao Yang, piercing his body in an instant.

Plop -

Xiao Yang's body fell to the ground, panting heavily.

"It finally worked."

In this battle, Xiao Yang was almost exhausted, and it was not until a moment just now that he made a breakthrough, and then defeated Xiao Yang in black.

The mirror that lay in front of it cracked open, and the heavens and the earth returned to darkness.

After the experience of the last time, Xiao Yang was not in a hurry to move forward this time, he knew that as long as he did not enter a certain range, Xiao Yang in black would not attack him. Just after going through the big war and making a small breakthrough, Xiao Yang did not rush to set off immediately, but sat cross-legged on the spot, adjusted his luck, comprehended and absorbed what he had just comprehended, and at the same time took a spirit pill.

Three days later, where Xiao Yang's figure was, there was a sudden burst of lightning and thunder!

The calamity is coming!

Even if it is in the world of the Divine Gate, the immortal calamity still exists.

What Xiao Yang ushered in this time was the Tribulation of the Third-Order Sword Immortal.

The Nine Tribulation Thunderbolts fell, and Xiao Yang completely relied on the strength of his body to block it.

The moment the ninth thunderbolt disappeared, Xiao Yang couldn't help but jump up, and let out a long roar in his heart, his heart was full of joy.

A heart-watering breakthrough.

The immortal tribulation that the rest of the cultivators looked forward to and feared was like a big 'tonic' for Xiao Yang. When the immortal tribulation came, Xiao Yang immediately used his physical body to contend with it. Xiao Yang's physical strength is now better than the power of the sword, and for him, it is simply effortless to rely on his physical body to carry the third-order immortal tribulation.

Even Xiao Yang was looking forward to the thunderstorm why he didn't come a few more times-

This should let ordinary cultivators who are worried all day long about being wiped out under the thunderstorm know that they will not be able to help but vomit blood in anger.

"It's time." After Xiao Yang calmed his thoughts, he raised his eyes and looked ahead.

The third level!

The light shone down, and the black-clothed Xiao Yang reappeared, and a strong aura covered and crushed.

Behind him, a number - 98.

"Come on!"

Xiao Yang's eyes were full of battle intent, and with his bare hands, the Martial God Fist burst out of the air.

Three months later, the third opponent was successfully defeated!

In the world of Shenmen, it seems that the same thing is happening over and over again every day.

Xiao Yang fights with Xiao Yang in black.

When defeated, retreat outside the white line, feel and think, readjust, and continue to fight again.

After the victory, continue to feel and strive for perfection.

But then, I have to continue to fight with the seemingly perfect self.

Find flaws from perfection, continue to improve, and pursue a higher state of perfection.

Xiao Yang is like a person looking for a sweet spring in the desert, desperately tapping his own potential. Strive to burst out more powerful every day.

Day after day, year after year.

When you are tired, adjust and rest.

Hungry, contemplate the fruit.

Hurt, take the elixir.

Xiao Yang was completely immersed in the battle, as if he had completely forgotten the passage of time.

At first, he was pleasantly surprised by every battle, and in the end, he gradually became numb and accustomed to it.

There was only one belief in his mind, and that was to keep going.

Break through a hundred divine gates!

Time flies.

Bang!!!!

The black-clothed Xiao Yang was shocked by a punch, his body was thrown back in mid-air, and in an instant, a sword shadow stabbed silently.

There is no trace of gorgeous light, but it contains the strongest sword power.

Laugh at!

A sword pierced the eyebrows.

The figure of the black-clothed Xiao Yang dissipated directly.

Xiao Yang fell to the ground expressionlessly, and the mirror in front of him shattered.

Xiao Yang continued to walk forward-

At this moment, suddenly, the sound of a bell and drum sounded in the space.

"One hundred years—"

The incomparably powerful voice sounded, constantly echoing through the space, and gradually dissipating.

One hundred years.

Xiao Yang's footsteps stopped slightly, raised his eyes and looked ahead, his eyes were not shocked, and his brows were slightly twisted.

"It's still too slow."

Before I knew it, a hundred years had passed in the world of Shenmen.

Xiao Yang recalled in his mind the number on the mirror in the first battle just now, and it was sixty-two!

Now there are sixty-one opponents!

In a hundred years, he defeated thirty-nine people.

Defeat yourself thirty-nine times, breakthrough thirty-nine times!

At this moment, Xiao Yang's sword power was already at the peak of the fifth-order sword immortal! The strength of the physical body is still in the eleventh level of the [Chiyou Refining Body], which is comparable to the power of the fourth-order peak immortal.

Xiao Yang guessed that by the time he successfully broke through the Divine Gate World, he might already be in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, or even the realm of the Great Perfection! Xiao Yang's eyes wiped a trace of heat, this is what he is most looking forward to in his heart, if he accepts the inheritance of Lord Dragon God with the realm of the Great Perfection of the Golden Immortal, then what awaits him is probably the realm of saints that the peak powerhouses in the cultivation world dream of.

Of course, Xiao Yang didn't think too much about it at the moment.

Because there is still a long way to go.

There are still sixty-one selves that need to break through and surpass!

In the dim world, a slender and straight body, holding a golden sword in his hand, walked forward step by step-

The light shone down suddenly.

The black-clothed Xiao Yang appeared in front of him.

Once again, the battle is on the verge of breaking out.

One hundred years in the world of the gods, one year in the land of the gods!

In the past year, the battles of the gods and demons have hardly stopped, and the war of gods and demons has spread throughout the entire land of the gods.

The corpses are thousands of miles away, and the bones are full of bones.

Rivers of blood.

One will be a success!

In the war of gods and demons, there are many brilliant figures and the fall of many super strong, creating a lot of singing and crying history.

In just one year, the sky in the Land of the Gods seems to have become much more turbid than before, and there is an oppressive aura all day long.

Because in this year's war, the forces of the gods lost more and won less, and the army was defeated one after another.

Since the defeat of the right army a year ago, it seems that the forces of the gods have completely lost their fighters and cannot be reversed.

The only one who is still undefeated is the mid-lane army led by the ancient rain god Lingjiu, sitting in the area of the Falling God Lake.

However, none of the gods can relax in their hearts, because as early as a year ago, the main army of the Demon Gate, the hundreds of thousands of demon troops led by the Demon Lord himself, had already been eyeing the middle army of the gods and powers.

Step by step.

The war has long been all over the land of the gods, and the army of the Demon Gate does not seem to be in a hurry to march, but to move forward for the camp step by step, although they are strong all the way, but this land is the territory of the gods after all, and they also have three points of fear, always beware of the sneak attack of the forces of the gods.

However, no matter how far apart the two armies are, no matter how slow the speed of the march is, as long as the Demon Gate army does not change direction, there will eventually be a moment when they meet.

"Report !!!!!"

A long howl swept over and quickly entered the Ancient Rain God's Palace.

The sound was like thunder, and it shook all directions in an instant.

"The army of the Demon Gate has entered the range of thousands of miles from the Falling God Lake."

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

In an instant, many gods in the entire Ancient Rain God Palace quickly gathered, and their faces were extremely solemn.

"What should come will come after all."

"In the past year, the land of the gods has been devastated, our people have suffered a lot, and our land has been eroded by the demon gate inch by inch—it's time to make a break."

"The final showdown, fight, brothers!"

As more and more gods gathered, the voices of discussion became louder and louder, and many powerful gods expressed their stance and swore to fight to the death!

The Lake of the Fallen Gods is the last barrier of the gods, and at this moment, no one thinks about retreating in their minds.

retreat, or perish.

"Swear to defend the last dignity of the gods!"

In the sky above the palace of the ancient rain god, an incomparably strong battle intent rushed into the sky, shattering the dark clouds that shrouded the sky above.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, the drums of war sounded!