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"This ......" the three of them opened their mouths and said dumbly, and then when the golden body of the arhat slowly opened their eyes, the three of them suddenly felt an invisible pressure directly bless them like the top of the five mountains, making them fall to the ground without the slightest strength to resist.

"Brother, the disciple doesn't dare to ......" The three of them said in fear, although the person in front of them was obviously later than them to enter the Emperor Spirit Sect, and his strength barely reached the level of the Killing Realm.

But now the power emanating from his body is like the supreme in heaven and earth, holy and powerful, and they have no resistance to suppress it, so they can only bow down to it.

The three of them knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up for a long time.

Ninth-level disciples all have their own exclusive cultivation places, whether it is in the mansion or on the top of the mountain.

Bai Wuming was kneeling cross-legged on the top of the mountain at the moment, cultivating cross-kneeled like many other disciples.

This mountain peak is as huge as Optimus Prime, and it is a thousand feet thick alone, and it is almost impossible for one person to see the other. And above and below this peak, there are one platform after another, as if they have been flattened into a mirror-like platform.

The distance between the platforms is not far, about one meter, so when you look at it all over, it is almost a dense platform, and such a platform is almost full of people.

This is the cultivation position of all sect disciples, and this is the case for the sects in the Xuan Realm.

At the bottom and with the largest number of people is the ninth-level disciple's cultivation place, and the upper part is the eighth-level disciple and the seventh-level disciple...... Going up further, the place where the clouds passed through the peak was the cultivation position of the first-level disciples. There is also a platform at the top, which is the highest disciple platform for the entire sect to cultivate, except for the disciples of the Kaixian class. Known as the pinnacle.

The crowning of the throne of the person who has won this position can call on all disciples from level 1 to level 9, and can also lead all disciples to participate in various battles as a commander. Heaven and earth, he is the only one!

However, Bai Wuming was at the bottom of this Optimus Prime at this time, on the platform that almost touched the ground. This is the place where new disciples cultivate, the lowest level.

However, Bai Wuming was immersed in cultivation at the moment, not caring about his status. In this place where strength is respected, only strength can make you rise and survive. As for the rest, Bai Wuming was already unhappy or sad.

Millions of disciples cultivated cross-legged around the mountain peaks, and each one of them exuded a different aura. There are strong and weak, there are black gas entanglements and treasure light lingering. Each person has their own secrets and special moves, so in the end, it is not a uniform radiant momentum, but each has its own strengths.

The aura that permeated Bai Wuming's body was very soft, as invisible as water, drifting with the waves. It is not as strong as other disciples, and it is not as strong as them. His aura was very special, and he was instantly compared to the strong aura of the disciples around him, as if he was suppressed.

However, when a long sword phantom appeared behind Bai Wuming, the aura on his body changed abruptly. The previous softness instantly became extremely powerful, and there was even a faint sound of swords buzzing.

The voice was sharp, tearing the sky apart, and the aura on his body was like sword qi emanating from it, and it suddenly leaked out and turned into one sharp sword after another.

Looking at it again, at this moment, the countless swords behind Bai Wuming spread out like a peacock opening the screen, the light was dazzling, and the sharpness was directly leaking out through the cold air. The airway is very large, and it is swelling rapidly.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

......

At this moment, more than a hundred ninth-level disciples who were relatively close to Bai Wuming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and everyone fled with fear on their faces.

The sword qi emanating from Bai Wuming's body was too domineering, directly breaking through their defenses and suppressing the aura on their bodies, causing them to be injured and vomit blood because of the sword qi invading their bodies!

"Damn, I almost died!" The more than 100 people who rushed out were each with blood on the corners of their mouths, and among them was a man with a rebellious expression.

I was ready to wait and give this person a good look.

"Didn't this person just come? He cultivates the way of the sword, but that sword qi is too terrifying, isn't it?" Another disciple spoke, watching in horror as ten thousand streamer swords appeared behind Bai Wuming, and his heart palpitated.

"No! It's not just that his sword aura is terrifying, his strength is skyrocketing, is he breaking through? I remember that he has just broken through the killing realm, why is he breaking through again?

There are also attentive people who have noticed that something is wrong and lost their voices.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ten thousand swords on Bai Wuming's body rushed out one after another and flew in the air.

Ten thousand long swords were dazzling and dazzling, forming a variety of sword formations in the sky, killing formations, and moves like heaven and earth. The whole world was full of swords, and everyone heard that their ears were ringing, but it was the humming sound of the sword.

The humming sound was like a chorus, as if ten thousand long swords were resonating with each other, and the hum was constantly chirping. Such as a hundred birds towards the phoenix, the phoenix in person.

"Choke!"

Just when everyone was intoxicated with this sword chorus, there was a sudden sound of a sonorous and powerful weapon entering the sheath.

At this time, the ten thousand swords disappeared, and only a long sword flickered and flew into the air, and finally flew into the scabbard behind Bai Wuming.

Bai Wuming stood up, his body slowly rising, and galloped up towards the platform where the eighth-level disciples were on the mountain peak.

"What's the matter? what is he doing?" said the man who had threatened to teach Bai Nameless a lesson, frightened, and even a little annoyed.

"How did you get to the place of the eighth level senior brother......?

"Is this the way to the cut?"

More than 100 people screamed in horror and watched in amazement.

"Ninth-level disciple, Bai Wuming broke through and advanced. Become the thirty-one thousand nine hundred and eleventh rank eighth-level disciples of our sect. Reward 3 billion elixirs, 10,000 elixirs, 300 one-star elixirs, and a number of magic weapons......"

Just when more than 100 people were still frightened, a majestic voice came like thunder, falling from the sky, making everyone's hearts suddenly shake, respectful, respectful, and did not dare to slack off.

When the voice was announced, more than 100 people believed that Bai Wuming had really broken through, an unprecedented breakthrough, and it had only been a few days, and he had broken through one after another.

And the man who was going to settle accounts with him before lowered his head at this moment, looked at it with awe, and finally wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly returned to his original position to continue cultivating. Before cultivating, he looked at the white nameless platform that had been vacated, and his heart was full of melancholy.

They had been cultivating for more than fifty years and had not broken through, but this person ......

In the past, there were people who practiced for half a month, a month, or even a year to break through. At that time, these people's breakthrough was already terrifying to everyone, and now Bai Wuming is even more incredible. It's just a few days......

If you can keep it all the time, Bai Wuming's future cultivation will ......

Thinking of this, the man closed his eyes again and meditated and cultivated.

But they didn't know that there was a person in the hearts of Bai Wuming and even Dao Nian and others, and that person's cultivation was far above them, and he was also growing rapidly at the moment.

Therefore, they can't be slow as that person's partner, and if they are slow, they can no longer fight side by side, and they can't die with that person.

Therefore, they must be strong and must surpass Zhang Haoran. They all have Zhang Haoran as the goal in their hearts, and they continue to break through themselves and surpass themselves.

It is necessary to break through and continue to break through. As long as their strength reaches the fifth level of the Killing Realm, the sect can open the Backlight Realm and let them cultivate and break through to the sixth level of the Killing Realm!

Backlight, one year inside, one day outside!

This kind of thing that he couldn't think of in the past actually existed in the Xuan Realm, and each sect would have a corresponding place. This is extremely tempting for Bai Wuming, who is eager to improve his cultivation. Therefore, they have to work hard to constantly break through and reach the fifth level of the Killing Realm as soon as possible, so that they can cultivate to the sixth level of the Killing Realm against the light!

The fifth level of the Killing Realm is a hurdle, many people stay here in the backlight for more than a year, that is, the outside world has not been able to break through for more than three hundred years, and has not broken through for five hundred years, then this person will no longer be able to enjoy the backlight realm, and even from now on, he can only stay at the fifth level of the Killing Realm for the rest of his life......

Many were afraid and looking forward to that day, and at this moment, Bai Wuming was looking forward to such a day, he had absolute confidence to break through to the sixth level of the Killing Realm, or even above.

King Zhou Tian in the Boundless City closed his eyes and recuperated, since the seal was unsealed, in order to avoid causing chaos, he did not do anything. Because of this, he is very bored at the moment, and he can obviously go out and have fun with the people in the Xuan Realm, but for the sake of the overall situation, he has to suppress his cultivation and close his eyes every day like a master, and live a mixed life.

"Emperor, you have grown again. At this moment, King Zhou Tianwang was smiling.

Although others were closing their eyes to recuperate, in fact, he had been watching Zhang Haoran with his consciousness, including the battle outside the boundless city, he also saw it clearly.

"The emperor is really the person who the other three kings fancie, and he has grown faster than I have ever seen, and his brain is also very good. The fingers of Zhou Tianwang's right hand tapped on the chair, and there was a crisp sound with a regular click.

"Huh?" At this moment, King Zhou Tianwang frowned and stopped tapping his fingers. It seems that something happened to give King Zhou a headache.

"That damn old man of the Emperor Sect is very powerful, my consciousness can't go in anymore, otherwise that old guy will find out and let him come out and fight me for hundreds of years!"

Zhou Tianwang shook his head with a wry smile, and then interrupted his consciousness, and suddenly lost Zhang Haoran's figure in his mind.

However, at this time, King Zhou Tianwang still maintained his original appearance, banging on the chair and making a sound.

Emperor Sect, a fairyland-like place.

When Zhang Haoran came in with the remaining disciples of the Emperor Sect, he first saw the peak that was as tall as Optimus Prime in the clouds. Coarse, very coarse.

"Senior brother, then we'll meet again!" Thousands of disciples of the Emperor Sect who came with Zhang Haoran knew Zhang Haoran, including Zhang Haoran, who killed Sun Chenliang.

So at this time, Zhang Haoran was respected by everyone and became their elder brother.

However, at this time, he has returned to the sect, so he cannot continue to gather together, otherwise he will definitely be rebuked by the Dharma protectors or other senior brothers.

Besides, they have gained a lot in this battle, and one or two of them now have a lot of comprehension, so they must hurry up to cultivate in order to break through.

This wonderful feeling of comprehending the difference between life and death is a good opportunity for them to break through, and the so-called survival in the dead must be strong if they survive.

At this moment, they are taking advantage of the fact that the comprehension and the blood in their hearts have not yet dissipated, and they quickly meditate and break through.

"Goodbye. Zhang Haoran smiled and watched as the more than a thousand Heavenly Emperor Sect disciples around him dispersed in all directions, and in the end, he was left alone.

"Emperor Zong......" Zhang Haoran muttered to himself, looking up at the Optimus Prime.

That is the place where the disciples of the sect cultivate collectively, and there are disciples of various levels from the bottom up, at this time, Zhang Haoran's cultivation is the fourth level of the Killing Realm, then it should be the sixth level disciple of the Killing Realm.

Along the way, Zhang Haoran had already learned a lot about the sect from the disciples of the Emperor Sect, as well as some powerful figures, including the strongest person at the peak of this Optimus Prime, Rao Yuanchen.

The cultivation of the ninth-level peak of the Killing Realm is only a little short, and it is enough to break through the realm of immortals, or become an immortal, or if the tribulation fails, it is a scattered cultivation.

No matter which one it is, it is not Zhang Haoran's current strength that can be compared, and even Zhang Haoran's strength is comparable to them, like an egg touching a stone.

"However, I do like your backlight realm......" Zhang Haoran reined in his thoughts, and then his eyes bloomed.

As long as you reach the fifth level of the Killing Realm, you can enjoy the Backlight Realm, which is too necessary for Zhang Haoran. Therefore, Zhang Haoran wants to break through from the fourth level of the Killing Realm to the fifth level here, and enjoy the Backlight Realm to improve his cultivation.

That's also his Zhang Haoran's!

It's just that the problem now is that Zhang Haoran has to find his own position, it seems that these disciples have said before that each disciple's location and residence are designated, not as he wants.

This also means that Zhang Haoran wants to find a place to stay inside, and it seems that he must be cautious.

This is the lair of the Emperor Sect, and if you accidentally offend the ancient giants inside, the ancient giants or something, you may take his life with one finger. Especially......

Zhang Haoran turned his head to look at the hall behind Optimus Prime with a haunting fairy aura, the Hall of Palm Venerable. There are also hundreds of suspended hills around the Zhangzun Palace, and there are palaces on each mountain, and over there, it is where the disciples of the immortal class are located, that is, the immortals......

Standing suspended in mid-air, while the fairy aura lingered, you could also see a faint light mask, the kind of light mask that was absent, but it made Zhang Haoran's heart tremble. The less dangerous it seems, and the more breakable it is, the more dangerous it is.

In such a place, Zhang Haoran had to be careful, the tricks with Xuantianzong before could be played well, but when he came here, he had to let Zhang Haoran restrain himself, and follow the rules step by step.

Thinking of this, Zhang Haoran landed on the green board and stepped forward on foot.

"Oh, there's a little guy coming?" In the Heavenly Emperor Sect's Palm Venerable Hall, an old voice sounded at this moment, a very peaceful and kind voice, but it made the two silver-armored immortal disciples on duty outside the Palm Venerable Hall suddenly knelt on the ground to show respect.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)