"Yes, it's you who died, and that little slut will soon go down to accompany you. "Li Mu's killing intent is outstanding, in the battle of the younger generation, he has never suffered such a big loss.

"It's just a dying struggle, it's up to you, and you are also worthy of being the opponent of Senior Sister Anxin. The young man in black did not change his expression, but secretly he was very surprised.

In the Thunder Domain, among all the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, his combat power is not the best, but when it comes to sneak attacks, no one can compare to him.

Martial artists with spatial attributes occupy a natural advantage, and the natal flying sword kills people invisibly, even those top bloodline martial artists are generally unwilling to fight him.

If he was replaced by an ordinary Divine Gate Realm martial artist, he wouldn't even be able to catch one of his swords. Fighting to this extent, even a hundred martial artists of the Divine Gate Realm have already been killed by him.

But this Qiongshan boy is very difficult. Not only is the body hard and incomparable, but the reaction speed is also much faster than the average person.

"Jin Dou! slaughter him for me!" Li Mu glanced at Jin Dou in the distance and said so.

"Twitter~~~"

When Jin Dou heard this, he immediately rose into the air, and the whole turned into a golden light, killing the young man in black.

The golden bean that broke through the fourth-order spirit beast, and its combat power had soared to another level, and even the current Li Mu couldn't suppress it.

"Not good!"

The black-clothed young man's face changed, and he immediately ran away, although he was a martial artist with spatial attributes, he rarely fought head-on with people. Melee abilities are average.

As soon as he saw the speed of the golden bean, he wilted, knowing that he was far from being an opponent.

Phew!

How fast is the speed of the golden bean? In a few ups and downs, he grabbed the young man in black.

Puff puff!

The ferocious fist swirled, and the black-clothed boy exploded in an instant. Several large balls of blood bloomed, and he suddenly burst into the air.

While.

A strange silver flying sword fell to the ground, and the flying sword of the young man in black was different from ordinary flying swords, like a deep-sea swimming fish, with a beautiful streamline. Wide in the middle, with thin tips at both ends, both ends can be used to attack.

"Whew~~~"

Li Mu breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pick up the flying sword, which was also the first time it had seen the true face of this flying sword.

Click~~~

The flying sword suddenly split apart in the palm of his hand, and his spirituality was completely lost. Because this is the natal flying sword of sword cultivation, after the owner dies, the natal flying sword will automatically crack.

"Quack Quack~~~"

"Twitter~~~"

Sibai and Jin Bean returned, the former twisted his body and danced, and the latter also danced with his hands. As if he was asking Li Mu for credit, looking forward to his praise.

"Hehe! Good job. ”

Li Mu smiled, if it weren't for Sibai and Jin Dou to help him today, it would really be enough for him to drink a pot.

"Quack Quack~~~Rattle~~~"

After receiving the compliment, Sibai and Jindou were even more excited.

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In the deepest part of the Thunder Domain, a huge palace looms, and the exterior of the main hall is covered with a layer of silver thunder and lightning, which looks extremely strange.

Below the main hall, there are layers of stairs, a total of 1,000 steps, also permeated in thousands of thunderbolts, the thunder and lightning here are extremely strong, each one is thicker than a thumb.

At the end of the stairs is the main entrance of the main hall, and from the outside, the main hall is filled with a layer of milky white gas, emitting a vision, and the smell is the same as that of the thunder tribulation liquid.

From time to time, the mist condensed into milky white droplets and fell towards the bottom of the stairs.

There were many people on the stairs, and they were of different shapes, some were sitting cross-legged on the stairs meditating, some were desperately climbing the stairs, and some were collecting the thunder tribulation liquid floating down from the air.

There are nearly 100 people on the ladder, each of them is strong enough, and the qi and blood in the body are like a sea. Most of the martial artists are disciples of the Pang family.

At the top of the stairs, there were three white-clothed figures, two women and one man, all of whom were not very old.

All three of them had their eyes closed and were in a state of cultivation, and at the same time, all three of them were on the same steps.

On the far left side of the stairs is a masked girl in palace costumes, her long supple hair fluttering in the thunder and lightning, she is quiet and noble, like a fairy who has fallen into the world.

At this moment, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and her delicate body trembled slightly, as if she was suffering something. The girl is Xiang Feiyan.

In the middle of the steps, there is also a young girl, wearing a white light leno skirt to outline her delicate figure, she is extremely beautiful, and her shoes and socks are also snow-white.

The delicate facial features are full of spirituality, the crystal skin is dignified, and the pair of curved eyelashes on the face that can be broken by blowing are very good-looking. It gives people an ethereal beauty, like a dream.

This woman is a disciple of the Pang family, Pang Xiaomeng.

On the right is a sloppy young man, covered in dirt, with a slight oily stain on his face, and even with his eyes closed, he has an indescribable evil nature. It was Zuo Fei, who had been separated from Li Mu not long ago.

The lower the stairs, the fewer people there are, and the closest to Zuo Fei and the three of them is the cold black-clothed young man, sitting on the stairs like a rock, he and Zuo Fei and the others are only separated by more than a dozen steps.

From his body, there was a sword intent that exuded nothing.

Further down, at the position of six or seven hundred steps, there were more than a dozen young men and women, including Pang Ran, Anxin, Jian Chen, and others.

On the steps below, dozens of people were bustling with each other, each with different strengths.

But there is no doubt that the more people are at the top, the stronger they are.

Everyone on the stairs was doing their best to resist the terrifying power of thunder and lightning, and no one used the aura shield to bathe in thunder and lightning.

At the bottom of the stairs was a plaza, where hundreds of people had also gathered, and these people were so weak that they were not even qualified to climb the stairs.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, Pang Xiaomeng opened his eyes, stood up calmly, his ethereal beautiful eyes were like a dream, glanced at the people below, and finally looked at Xiang Feiyan and Zuo Fei. I couldn't help but smile.

She turned around and walked up the stairs step by step, her delicate body trembling. Her steps were very difficult, but very steady, and she walked more than a dozen steps, and with each step, her pretty face turned a little whiter, and then she looked at the misty door of the hall, and then sat down with difficulty.

Feeling something, Xiang Feiyan and Zuo Fei opened their eyes at the same time and looked at Pang Xiaomeng with some surprise. He closed his eyes a little unwillingly.

"Buzz~~~"

"Look, it's Miss Xiaomeng, he's inside the nine hundred steps. ”

"Hahaha! It's so powerful, it deserves to be the strongest bloodline in the history of my Pang family, and it is overwhelming its peers, and no one can compare. ”

"Yes, yes. What about Zuo Fei in Dragon Snake Ridge? He didn't even deserve to carry shoes for Miss Xiaomeng. In the end, the one who can reach the top must be Miss Xiaomeng, and no one else can. ”

"Zuo Fei should not be underestimated, and the mysterious masked girl, she is not simple, she can climb the eight hundred and ninety-nine steps, she must be a martial artist with a special bloodline. ”

"Hmph, what's the big deal, it's just that the flesh is a little harder. If it is compared to the real combat power, the strongest is still Senior Brother Xiao Tian. ”

At this time, all the people up and down the steps were boiling, and they all looked at Pang Xiaomeng in surprise. The eyes are different, there are jealousy, envy, fearlessness, and heat.