Standing on the seventh floor of space, Jiang Mo only felt that every inch of flesh and blood on his body was squeezed by terror from all directions.

Moreover, his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with 100,000 catties of mercury, and it was extremely difficult to take a step.

Just a few hours ago, when Feng Ji and Lin Xiuwei entered this seventh layer of space, they were almost pressed to the ground by that terrible oppressive force.

Later, these two people also each urged the magic weapon at the bottom of the box, and consumed the life of the martial arts, so they barely broke through the seventh layer.

"What a horrible gravitational oppression!"

"I'm afraid, only a magical place like the Heavenly Saint Pagoda can have such a difficult test. ”

Jiang Mo said secretly in his heart.

He slowly moved forward, trying to take a step.

However, as soon as the soles of his feet landed on the ground, they smashed a large crater into the ground like a meteorite.

Jiang Mo's bones seemed to be pressed into powder by that terrible gravity.

"Since this is a test given to us by the Lord of the Dao Palace, even if we are worried about our lives, we must continue to move forward!" Jiang Mo took a deep breath.

It was only at this time that he understood more deeply how easy it was to seize the position of Daozi.

In this situation, it can be said that thousands of troops crossed the single-plank bridge.

It's just that thousands of troops and horses have fallen off the cliff, and now, there are only about two dozen people left.

Bang, bang, bang......

Jiang Mo gritted his teeth and continued to take a step forward, his speed was as slow as a ghost crawling, and every time he took a step, he had to stop and rest for a long time.

The test of this seventh layer is completely gravity oppression, and it is impossible to set up other levels.

"Whew!"

Jiang Mo felt that in his chest, as if there was a flame burning, the blood was squeezed to the extreme, as if he could burst the blood vessels open at any time.

After a stick of incense, Jiang Mo's neck, cheeks, and the back of his hands, where these blood vessels are fragile, are filled with a layer of fine blood beads, and from a distance, he looks like a bloody person.

The two pillars of incense passed, and his pupils turned red, and his eyes were blurry, and he could barely see anything.

"I don't believe it, the emperor has carried it down, and this small gravity level can stop my steps!"

Jiang Mo let out a low roar in his throat, as if a desolate beast was roaring.

After the roar fell, the Purple Gold Emperor Dragon rushed out of his body, emitting a golden brilliant light, and at the same time, it also released a vast dragon might.

The endless terrifying gravity descended on the body of the Purple Gold Emperor Dragon, causing it to let out bursts of dragon groans.

At this time, Jiang Mo felt that the gravity was canceled out a lot, and his body became more relaxed.

His speed began to increase, and the further he went, the more obvious the feeling of great gravitational oppression became.

When they were about to approach the entrance of the eighth layer of space, the dragon scales on the body of the Purple Gold Emperor Dragon began to shatter, and they couldn't bear the pressure!

Rise!

Jiang Mo raised his head, the Purple Gold Emperor Dragon let out a dragon groan, and his figure rushed into the eighth layer in an instant, leaving a pool of golden blood in the space of the seventh layer.

Jiang Mo paid a lot of price before he entered the eighth layer of space.

Lin Xiuwei's gaze became sluggish.

It took Jiang Mo less than an hour to break through the shackles of the seventh-layer Ten Thousand Levels!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lin Xiuwei would definitely have thought it was a fantasy!

Only when you have experienced it yourself can you know that feeling of despair.

"Is this guy still human?"

"The price he paid is too small! And it's only half the time!"

Lin Xiuwei muttered from his mouth.

You must know that at that time, in order to break through the seventh layer of space, Lin Xiuwei almost exhausted all the power in the book of Confucian saints.

In the eighth layer of the level, Lin Xiuwei felt that he had no hope of breaking through.

Jiang Mo naturally didn't know that his actions would cause Lin Xiuwei to be so shocked.

In the void, the eyes of the old man of Tianji showed a look of horror.

"Palace Master, that little guy should be stronger than everyone else, right?" asked the old man Tianji.

Because, he knew that the test of the Heavenly Saint Pagoda could be directly controlled by the Lord of the Dao Palace.

The cultivation of the old man of Tianji was unfathomable at the same time, and from some subtle changes in the seventh layer of space, he deduced that Jiang Mo's gravitational pressure at that time was stronger than that of Lin Xiuwei and Feng Ji.

"This kid, since he has so many surprising hole cards, the oppression he endures is naturally stronger than others!"

"It seems that you really put this little guy to the test as a Taoist!"

The old man of Tianji knew that his grandson Lin Xiuwei would never have a chance to compete for the position of Daozi and be a Dao protector, which was also good.

After entering the eighth layer of space, the sound that entered the ears was the roar of thunder.

The thunder space of this eighth layer is even more terrifying than the Emperor Tribulation, and it changes with the strength of the examiner.

In other words, if a Ninth Rank Pseudo-Emperor Monk came in, then the Thunder Space here would be much weaker.

If it is a genuine Martial Emperor who comes in, then the power of thunder in this place will increase exponentially!

Now, Jiang Mo is facing this situation.

The thunder roared like a dragon.

"Let me bathe in the power of thunder and be born to the sun!"

Jiang Mo took a deep breath and slowly walked into the center of the thunder space.

Jiang Mo's feet, as if he had stepped on a switch, the endless power of thunder, either as an angry python, or as a sword, or into a towering giant mountain, bombarded towards him.

Jiang Mo's figure was like an ancient mountain range standing tall, immovable.

Let the thunder bombard, and his body was bathed in a dark purple thunderous light.

He had just broken through the realm of the Martial Emperor, and he just needed the power of thunder to refine his physical body to be more powerful.

Some monks may be worried that such a terrifying thunder will destroy their own bodies.

But for Jiang Mo, this kind of worry does not exist.

Even, Jiang Mo's gaze fell on the few layers of space below.

Seeing that Yan Chuxue was still in the fourth layer of space, struggling to climb, Jiang Mo couldn't help but smile.

This little girl is working hard.

It's just that her realm is not high, and she may not have the opportunity to become a protector.

The black flame thunder in Jiang Mo's body automatically swept out of his body as if he had been inspired by some kind of inspiration.

"I forgot that there is such a hole card in my body. ”

Looking at the thunder that exuded black flames, Jiang Mo couldn't help but say secretly.

The Black Flame Thunder seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and flew into the air, as if it merged with this space......

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