The evil aura was pervasive, and they formed a group, protecting Emperor Qiyao in it, and slowly walked forward.

The deeper you walk, the more unpredictable the glow of the sky, the brighter and flickering it is, and when you reach the central position, it is like a kaleidoscope, dazzling, endlessly changing, only to see the colorful brilliance, the seven-colored aurora, taking turns to play, or extremely gorgeous, or dark and dim, making people dizzy and dazzling!

Emperor Qiyao could clearly feel that the pressure on his body was getting stronger and stronger, even if he could protect his body and block the ten thousand attacks, he couldn't break through the might.

Under the coercion, he continued to move forward, and I don't know how long it took, the spiritual barrier leading to the ninth layer finally appeared in his field of vision, and before he had time to be happy, Emperor Qiyao felt an unprecedented majestic power, which was overwhelmingly smashed, and his body sank suddenly.

"Click~"

Then the sound of the floor shattering sounded from under his feet, and at this moment, Emperor Qiyao only felt that a big mountain was pressing on his shoulders, and for a while, he couldn't move.

"Woo~"

The howl of the ghost crying suddenly sounded, and Emperor Qiyao looked up with difficulty, only to see that an endless spiritual storm was blowing in front of him again, and the storm swept away, stirring up the colorful glow in the sky again, stabbing at him wave after wave, as if it would never stop.

"Things that don't have a long memory, don't you still want to eat the master again?" The evil aura was permeating, and a touch of fierceness flashed on Di Qiyao's pale face, obviously his patience had been polished.

"Be careful, something is coming out!" Just as Emperor Qiyao's palm touched the ring, the voice of the emperor suddenly sounded in his heart.

"Huh?" Emperor Qiyao was shocked, stopped what he was doing, and squinted his eyes to look ahead.

I saw that in the center of the storm, there was a figure, this person was dressed in a white robe, slowly walked out of the storm, Emperor Qiyao looked at it, but he couldn't see his face clearly in any case, as if there was a cloud covering it, but if you only look at the figure of the man in white, you will guess that it is a young man.

And with the appearance of this person, in the eighth layer, the glow of the sky disappeared into invisibility in an instant, and the spiritual storm that swept wantonly also fell into the body of the man in white.

"You're good!" Just as Emperor Qiyao looked at the other party, the man in white was the first to speak, it was an indifferent and cold voice, with a hint of metallic texture.

"You are the spiritual wisdom born from this eighth layer?" Emperor Qiyao raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently.

"I can see through my true body, but I have some eyesight!" was pointed out of my real body, the white-robed figure did not show any surprise, just praised it, and said: "Since you know my identity, retreat!"

"Hehe!" Emperor Qiyao chuckled lightly and said coldly: "The master's martial arts path is only forward, and there is no retreat!"

In the first reincarnation, Emperor Qiyao finally embarked on the path of martial arts, and his Dao heart was found from reincarnation, how firm it was! Along the way, even in the face of opponents whose cultivation was stronger than his own, he never feared, and he was always full of confidence.

The person in front of him, since his appearance, has brought endless coercion to Emperor Qiyao, he knows that this person is much stronger than the strongest enemy he has ever encountered, but so what?

Without an invincible heart, how can he walk out of an invincible road? He just wants to go against the sky, do invincible things, and be an invincible person!

"No one will be undefeated, how can you not retreat if you are defeated?" the man in white obviously paused, and then said indifferently.

"Then I will defeat all the people in the world and build my invincible road!"

When the words fell, Emperor Qiyao stepped out, and the towering little Danta seemed to tremble in an instant, and then, Emperor Qiyao directly punched out, this punch was transformed by pure muscle power, carrying endless evil energy, turning into a black dragon, devouring the white-robed man.

"Not bad!" Looking at the black dragon that swept over, the white-robed man was not half panicked, praised indifferently, and stood quietly with his hands in his hands.

Until the black dragon was close to killing, the white-robed man directly opened his mouth to an incredible extent, and in Emperor Qiyao's extremely stunned gaze, he swallowed the black dragon that was transformed by the fist in one gulp, and then took out a handkerchief quite elegantly and wiped the corners of his mouth.

On the other side, the corners of Di Qiyao's eyes twitched fiercely, and he scolded secretly in his heart: "Nima, it turns out that he said that my fist tastes good!"

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Looking up again, the guy looked like a delicious death, Emperor Qiyao groaned slightly, and still asked out loud: "Teacher, what kind of cultivation is this turtle grandson?"

"Are you sure you want to know?" replied the Emperor Master in the bronze space.

"Huh?" Emperor Qiyao was slightly stunned, and then his heart was shocked, and said, "Is it very high?"

"Not really!" the emperor thought for a moment, rubbing his chin.

"Huh~" Hearing the emperor say this, Emperor Qiyao breathed a sigh of relief, and asked slowly: "That guy, what kind of cultivation is it?"

"Do you remember the ancestor we met in the first layer?" the Emperor Master did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

"Oh, that old guy?" his eyes flashed, and Emperor Qiyao smiled slightly, as if he had a chance to win, and said, "Hehe, now that I have ascended to three realms in a row, I may not have the strength to fight!"

"Yes, but the old man's words are not finished!" In the green copper space, the emperor smiled slightly, and continued: "The guy opposite you is the same strength as that ancestor when he was alive!"

"Cut, whether he was alive or not, I cut him the same, if you look at his loss, I can't get used to it..."Hearing the old man's words, Emperor Qiyao first sneered, and as he spoke, he realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it, frowned, and asked: "Teacher, what, what strength did the ancestors have when they were alive?"

"Hehe, Kaiyang Sect Star Realm!" the emperor smiled faintly.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."A violent cough, Emperor Qiyao only felt that the world was spinning! You must know that the Zongxing Realm, that is the strongest realm under the Holy Realm, such legendary characters are actually standing opposite him, and he is still making a lot of nonsense, what is the defeat of the world, right now, Emperor Qiyao only feels that he has lost the world.

"Ah!" Seeing that the young man still had a look at the world, and now he had become like this bear again, the emperor smiled bitterly, waved his hand and said: "Although his cultivation is indeed the Star Realm of the Kaiyang Sect, he seems to be limited by some kind of rules, at this moment, the old man looks at his breath, but it is the same as you, all of them are the Six Realms of Tianxuan Martial Star!"

"What, the same as me?" Surprised, Emperor Qiyao suddenly came to his senses, and smiled: "It turned out to be pretentious, hum, scare me!"

After touching the bottom of that guy clearly, Emperor Qiyao suddenly became full of fighting spirit, pointed at the white-robed man opposite, and shouted: "Since the debut of the young master, I don't know how many people have crossed the border to kill the enemy! Right now, you and I are generally cultivating, what can you do with me?"

"Crossing the border? I haven't tried it! I only know that since I was born of consciousness, I have been suppressed in the same realm to fight, and I haven't tasted defeat for thousands of years!"

"Hehe, a thousand years, you haven't tasted defeat, you can brag!" Emperor Qiyao sneered, you know, this Dashen Empire is only more than three hundred years old, this little Ta Ling dared to say that he has existed for a thousand years, immediately glanced at the white-robed man, and laughed: "You want to say that you are invincible in the same realm?"

"That's not really!" The white-robed man shook his head slightly, and said slowly: "For more than a thousand years, although no one has been able to defeat me, there have been a few human beings who can compete with me!

"I'm sorry, you can blow it hard! If you dare to call yourself undefeated in the same realm, I will give you five words!" Glancing at the white-robed man, Emperor Qiyao's face slowly lifted a cold and arrogant smile, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and he said something that made the white-robed man slightly moved.

"I am the king of the same realm!"