The martial soul of the five divine beasts, which was not controlled by Chu Yan at all, sensed the vision outside and rioted together.

The power of the furious martial soul turned into a five-colored cloud, surging out, and constantly blending with the holy Rakshasa deity behind Chu Yan.

Roar....!

Originally, in the sky of Zhihai, among the five divine beast martial souls that were rushing and soaring, suddenly, the white tiger martial soul let out a long roar, turned into a white light, rushed out of the world of Zhihai, and shot straight into Chu Yan's left hand.

Sting!

Amazing changes followed, and the silver fork that was originally condensed in Chu Yan's left hand instantly brightened, like a star in heaven and earth, with strong fluctuations, surging towards the surroundings like a sea tide.

Airplanes....! Airplanes...!

After the continuous tremors, after the silver fork condensed into an entity, on Chu Yan's left arm, the spirit pattern transformed by the White Tiger Martial Spirit came to life.

At this moment, the three are blended together, regardless of each other!

Rumble...!

A thunderous explosion sounded.

All the visionary rays between heaven and earth were like the ebb tide of the sea, and between the rolling waves, they all retreated into Chu Yan's body and rushed towards the sea of qi.

Thirty-two Neidan, like wheels, running rapidly.

The true qi frenzy that was originally suppressed by Chu Yan at the bottleneck of cultivation skyrocketed tenfold in an instant at this moment, and it slammed out with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas.

Click!

With an explosion, Chu Yan's cultivation skyrocketed wildly....

The next quasi-emperor rank five-fold....!

The lower quasi-emperor rank sixfold....!

Lower quasi-emperor rank sevenfold....!

Lower quasi-emperor rank eightfold....!

Lower quasi-emperor rank ninefold....!

Median quasi-emperor rank one....!

Median Quasi-Emperor Rank Triple....!

Median Quasi-Emperor Rank Five....!

In the blink of an eye, the cultivation has skyrocketed to the tenfold realm, which is enough for a heaven and earth realm!

Chu Yan's cultivation is also under the quasi-emperor rank, and he has been promoted to the middle quasi-emperor rank five heavens!

In one thought, the difference between heaven and earth.....

"Breakthrough! It's reached the middle quasi-emperor rank...."Chu Yan's eyes lit up, and his heart shook wildly.

When all the aura was gone, Chu Yan's body slowly fell from the sky and returned to the Emperor Soul Tree.

Blood-eyed golden pupils, slowly retreating, Chu Yan raised his head, swept behind him, just in time to see it, his face was full of horror, as if he had seen a god's gaze.

"You... You... Breakthrough!? "Qi Yue is already completely stupid, and the sea of knowledge is in chaos.

Even when Chu Yan sat cross-legged and began to comprehend the seventh level of the Emperor Soul Fruit again, Qi Yue was still in shock, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

The scene just now, reflecting his sea of knowledge, shocked him too much.

As one of the ten geniuses of the Demigod Clan, the scene when Chu Yan's cultivation had just broken through, the vision between heaven and earth caused him to tremble all over his body.

Strong!

It's too strong!

This Chu Yan has an extremely terrifying existence on his body, which is by no means comparable to him.

At this moment, Qi Yue finally understood....

Who is the real genius and who is the ant!?

Really.....

Next, an even more amazing scene appeared, and Qi Yue, who was still sluggish, was so shocked that he almost fell down on the spot....

I saw that under the Emperor Soul Tree, the young man of the human race who had just broken through his cultivation, his golden divine consciousness poured out like a sea tide, instantly enveloping a large area of Emperor Soul Fruit.

Immediately after, one after another Emperor Soul Fruit halos, flashing wildly.....

Swish! Swish! Swish!

It was almost a speed of one breath, and in less than an hour, the number of Emperor Soul Fruits that Chu Yan had comprehended and fused directly rushed from the first to the thirtieth....

Moreover, the Emperor Soul Fruit in the canopy of the tree was still lit up crazily, without the slightest sign of stagnation.

"Wh.,... What!? ”

Qi Yue, who was lit up by the Emperor Soul Fruit and had painful eyes, suddenly woke up, and his face turned green in shock.

"This.... That's impossible! No.... Possible! ”

Just when Qi Yue was stunned, the number of Emperor Soul Fruits that Chu Yan had comprehended and fused instantly rose to thirty-five.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

In the sea of knowledge, it seemed that ten thousand thunders were thundering together, and Qi Yue's body trembled fiercely, and he stepped back three or four steps in a row before he barely stood firm.

When he raised his head again and looked at Chu Yan, his eyes were full of horror, all bloodshots....

"Even if he breaks through! It's just a median quasi-emperor rank.... How is this possible!? ”

Qi Yue was completely stunned, and he couldn't believe the fact that he had seen it with his own eyes.

Although there are only two people in this seventh level, he and Chu Yan are currently the only two, but in such a close situation, it is impossible to be dazzled.

"I.... I'm the realm of the Martial Emperor! ”

His lips trembled for a long time, and when Qi Yue said a word, he felt unconfident.

Just looking at Chu Yan blankly, in Qi Yue's heart, the original pride and detachment were passing little by little.

In the face of such a demonic monster, the powerlessness hidden in Qi Yue's heart was like a dark monster, devouring him little by little.

Another hour has passed....

When the number of Emperor Soul Fruits fused by Chu Yan reached fifty-five, under the Emperor Soul Tree, a faint sigh sounded gloomily....

"Chu Yan, I.... I'm not as good as you! ”

As this sentence was spoken, Qi Yue's whole person, his breath dissipated instantly, his expression became extremely depressed, and without support, he sat on the ground all of a sudden, with a wooden expression.

This time, during the trip to the Emperor Soul Cave, as one of the top ten geniuses of the demigod clan, he actually received two spiritual blows in a row.

And the two heavy blows, both because of the same person.....

Terran Chu Yan!

Now, even if you take a second look, the black-robed figure sitting under the tree, Qi Yue's soul, will be a little colder.

The collapse of faith is even more terrible than the lack of cultivation!

Facing the tall Emperor Soul Tree in front of him, Qi Yue felt that it was difficult to raise a trace of battle intent in his heart.

The more powerful the genius, the stronger the divine sense.

However, often the strongest advantage is also the most fatal disadvantage.

Therefore, when Qi Yue's spirit completely collapsed, the possibility of him wanting to defeat Chu Yan almost didn't exist.

Compared with Qi Yue, whose confidence collapsed, Chu Yan at this point was like a tide, rushing all the way, and he couldn't stop at all.

In the seventh level, the ninety-nine Emperor Soul Fruits, it only took Chu Yan less than five days to complete all the comprehension and fusion.

The last one, the hundredth Emperor Soul Fruit, only took one day to rush through.

Rumble.... Rumble!

The fairy music is fluttering, the emperor is like a tide, and the vision of heaven and earth erupts.

Chu Yan walked with a steady pace, and when he appeared in front of the stone gate of the seventh level, there were more than a hundred eyes in the entire square, constantly trembling, full of bloodshots.

However, to Chu Yan's surprise, these people's eyes just glanced at themselves, and they all glared at the Great Elder Jiang of the Demigod Clan.

In the air, there was a strange atmosphere floating in the air, which made Chu Yan shudder a little.

Especially, when Senior Elder Jiang, with those extremely complaining eyes, looked at him, Chu Yan's cold hairs stood up all over his body.

Without a trace of hesitation, Chu Yan flashed past and rushed directly into the eighth level stone gate.

As Chu Yan's figure disappeared, Elder Jiang Yuchuan, his face was purple-red, his forehead was full of green tendons, his fists were clenched, and one after another Emperor Breath Cyclone around his body was surging wantonly, slashing through the void and cutting out hundreds of void cracks.

Lost!

Lost again!

This time, even his own natal spirit soldier, Yue Tianjian lost.

Up to now, Jiang Yuchuan is so poor that he can't take out even a spirit stone.

Boom!

The sword slashed into the sky, and the sharp qi shot through, cutting the entire void that Elder Jiang had reached in front of Ling Shuangtian into powder.

Yue Tian's blade, the edge is incomparable!

"Ling Pavilion Lord, Yue Tianjian ..... It's yours! Jiang Yuchuan's eyes were red, and his voice was a little hoarse.

The spirit knife comparable to a divine soldier has changed hands....!

"Great Elder Jiang, in this level, you don't have to put out any chips, and I will bet on all the Emperor Crystals and Spirit Treasures I won, including this Yue Tian Blade, for only one thing!"

Looking at the trembling Yue Tianblade on the ground in front of him, Ling Shuangtian raised his head and looked at Jiang Yuchuan, with an astonishing word!

"What!? All..... Just one thing!? Jiang Yuchuan was stunned suddenly, his eyes lit up.

(End of chapter)