On the ring, after three months of fishing, Yunchen stood in the ring with the young Qingyang again!

The two looked at each other, and the young man Qingyang held the long sword and said, "Are you ready? I'm going to attack! By the way, after three months, my strength has become stronger again!"

"Yes, I know!"

Yun Chen is looking forward to this battle, he can now figure out the intention of the sixth and seventh layers of this Xuan Pagoda, which is set up to cultivate tower breakers, here, you can either surpass the young Qingyang, or die of old age here!

It's really a brainless test......

"Here ......

Sonorous ——!

Young Qingyang groaned softly, the sword light flickered, and his figure flashed away, however, the figure that was originally moving forward seemed to have disappeared suddenly, because he was pulling the flow of time, and it would have taken a breath to get close to Yunchen, but his sword really appeared in front of Yunchen in the blink of an eye!

This is the artistic conception of time, the artistic conception of slowness, because his figure has actually been slowed down in his fixed time, so watching his figure move is like a flash!

However, at this time, after the figure of the young Qingyang flickered, Yunchen's figure suddenly flashed and directly avoided the blinking sword of the young Qingyang, and at the same time, his dragon spear went out of the sea and stabbed out slowly, however, this was just looking slow, in fact, the dragon robbery had already appeared on the chest of the young Qingyang!

Sonorous ——!

The tip of the gun interspersed through, and the corners of Yunchen's mouth rose slightly, "It's good to come!"

After that, a horse gun was interspersed, and the time flow diffusion was directly fused with the time flow speed of the young Qingyang, and then the sound of weapons was heard chaotically intertwined!

However, listening to the chaotic intertwining of weapons, the two people in the ring actually only passed a few moves, but the real moves they had already passed more than a dozen moves in the slowdown of time!

Bang——!

The spear and sword slashed across the sky, and the two retreated one after another, looking at the expressions of the two, one was shocked and surprised, and the other nodded secretly!

Naturally the surprised young Qingyang, he couldn't have imagined that the kid in front of him had really learned to control the flow of time, in just three months, this was simply not a person!

Yunchen was shocked by this anti-heaven place that controls the flow of time, with this kind of means, any extreme speed is a scum in his eyes!

Of course, if the other party also knows how to use the artistic conception of time, that's another matter!

"If you don't fight, you don't fight, you bully people......"

The young Qingyang said aggrievedly and stuck the long sword in the ring, and then left the field directly with his head, this is like a child fighting, this young Qingyang almost cried!

"This ......"

The face on the side was also speechless for a while, it was the first time he saw the young Qingyang with such a mentality, he said that he would blow up, and muttered in his heart, how did this little kid step by step become a saint?

But this can't be blamed on the young Qingyang Shengjun, he was accepted as an apprentice by an old Taoist at the age of thirteen, and at that time he began to ponder the artistic conception of time and space, and at the age of sixteen was a small achievement, but Yunchen was good, he just mentioned a few words, and learned all his three years of hard work in three months, the gap is like a chasm, it is simply frustrating, how can this make him not discouraged?

"That, Xiao Qingyang, you take it seriously, you haven't decided the winner yet, you can't let the assessment you set end like this, isn't it too child's play......" said with a babbling face!

"Pull it down, I can't help him in the artistic conception of time, and now I am not his opponent!" said the young Qingyang and pointed at Yunchen and said, "Boy, you wait for me......"

After that, the young Qingyang disappeared directly out of thin air, making Yunchen confused......

After a moment of silence, Yunchen looked at his face embarrassedly and said, "Senior, this ......"

Looking at the disappeared young man Qingyang, his face was also speechless, and then he said, "Count you through!"

"Oh!" Yunchen nodded, and then asked, "No, what does he mean by asking me to wait?"

Before the face shadow could speak, in the center of the ring, a teleportation array appeared out of thin air in the direction where the young Qingyang disappeared, and the face shadow grinned and said, "You will know when you go up!"

Yunchen touched his chin and said, "He won't bring this mentality to the seventh layer, right?"

Yunchen thought, since the young Qingyang said this, he must be on the seventh layer ready to torture himself by all means?

Thinking of this, Yunchen felt a little funny, he never expected that there would be such an interesting thing on the trip to the Xuan Tower!

"Whatever, go up and talk about it!"

With that, Yunchen stepped into the teleportation array and went straight to the seventh layer!

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Yun Chen didn't know how difficult the seven-story Xuanmen Pagoda was, and how many people had ever set foot here, but at least he was sure that the Xuanmen had been founded for six hundred years, and Shen Xiao, who was known as the most genius, could pass the fifth layer!

I thought it would be a bloody battle to go to the sixth layer, but the so-called sixth layer is actually much calmer than the first five layers!

As for this seventh layer......

Buzz Buzz——!

There was a constant buzzing sound in his ears, and Yunchen came directly to a barren land, and there was a gray color everywhere!

Looking at the surrounding environment, he suddenly felt very familiar, because this was the ruins of the Pure Yang Palace outside the Xuan Pagoda!

"Huh, I've been teleported?"

Yunchen frowned, and then tried to shout in his voice, "Senior ......?"

The empty ruins of the Pure Yang Palace, a barren place, without the slightest echo!

"No, it's not outside the Xuan Pagoda!"

At this time, Yunchen looked up at the sky, although the sky was gray, but he didn't see the "sky cracking"!

Before Yunchen could react, he looked at the ruins of the Pure Yang Palace, which seemed to be recovering in a rapid backward way, the scene was constantly changing, the collapsed building was constantly returning to its rightful place, and then many people kept emerging, and the dim sky was constantly changing!

"This is, Vision?"

With the rewind of time, the Pure Yang Palace, which had been in ruins, was completely restored as before, and looked at the entire Pure Yang Palace again, it was called a shock, the majestic palace was really like a temple floating above his head, at a glance, there were hundreds of medium-sized palaces, and at this time, the sky was densely packed with people, each of them was suspended in mid-air, holding a long sword, looking ahead!

"So many people ......"

Looking at the white-clothed disciples flying all over the sky, Yun Chen couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, everyone above his head made him feel an incomparably powerful aura, no one he had ever seen was inferior to any of them, such a person, there was no end in sight!

100,000, millions of people? Yunchen can't estimate it!

"Are they preparing for war?"

Looking at this group of millions of white-clothed people, Yun Chen's heart was shocked, his eyes looked up, at this time, in front of this million strong people, a middle-aged man was dressed in a green robe, holding a silver-gray long sword, his long hair was flying, his face was cold, with a murderous aura, but his cheeks like knives made Yun Chen's pupils suddenly shrink!

"Qingyang Holy Monarch?"

Although there is a big difference in appearance, Yun Chen can see at a glance that the man in the green shirt is the Qingyang Holy Monarch after adulthood!

Looking in the direction of Qingyang Saint Sovereign's face, Yun Chen saw a hissing sound in the sky......

On the horizon, black clouds were thick, and countless soldiers in black armor were holding black spears, and their crotches were also black war horses!

The horses didn't look like ordinary horses, each horse was four or five zhang tall, with a tall body, and at the same time, those black warriors were also tall and big, everyone was unusually tall, about a zhang tall, and looked like a giant!

The dense black cloud was not a real black cloud, but the black vitality cloud emanating from the countless black-armored warriors, which shocked people's hearts and gave people enough fear!

"Who are they?" Yun Chen slandered in his heart, and tens of thousands of black family soldiers were like the god of war, making him swallow a mouthful of saliva!

Roar——!

With a roar, tens of thousands of black-armored warriors suddenly rode giant war horses and rushed towards the Qingyang Holy Monarch, and at the same time, the million-sized powerhouse shouted "kill" and rushed directly towards the black family's battle army!

At that moment, the sky and the earth changed!

The collision and killing of millions of strong people is far more terrifying than the war in the world, countless people fall in the air, and the people of the black army also fall into the air with horses and horses!

Originally, Yunchen thought that these million-strong people were very strong, but they looked a little vulnerable under the charge of this black armor army. Because Yunchen saw that there were dozens or even hundreds of white-clothed disciples who could drag a black family warrior!

And these collisions are just pediatrics, and what is even more ruthless is the one-on-one battle between the Qingyang Holy Monarch and a black-armored god of war, and every time the pair touches the sky, they are about to be beaten to pieces!

In the battle of millions of people, the Pure Yang Palace also collapsed at this moment!

What Yunchen didn't expect was that millions of people were slaughtered by the Black Family Army, even the Qingyang Holy Monarch, he didn't know how many Black Family War Gods he had killed, but he couldn't stop them from attacking and killing the elders and disciples of the Chunyang Palace, and finally they were besieged by more than a dozen Black Family warriors, until they were exhausted and were pierced by a black spear!

At this point, the Qingyang Holy Monarch died in battle......

Watching the Qingyang Holy Monarch fall from the sky at the end, Yunchen's heart skipped a touch of sadness!

After entering the secret realm, he always thought that this Pure Yang Palace was destroyed because of the cracked sky, but now he knew that it was destroyed by these black-armored warriors......

But who are these black-armored warriors? They are all tall and big, not very like normal human races, although they are the appearance of human races, but the individual differences are too great, and these black-armored warriors are really terrifying, such as Qingyang Holy Monarch's side is only strong by himself, but the black-armored warriors are all strong there!

This battle was shattered, and at the same time, it shocked Yun Chen's heart, and he felt that the final decisive battle was going to be pierced this day, so was this crack caused by this war?