"Bell-!!"

A huge bell rang on the ladder where Ye Li was, Ye Li looked at the golden bell covered with fist marks, felt the fist intent remaining on the golden bell, and let out a long breath. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's really a ladder of strength (change) and harm, if I were the original cultivator, it wouldn't be a problem to resist the past, but now with the innate sevenfold strength of this body, it is undoubtedly too much to carry the past without the golden bell jar. But this is only sixty-two layers, and the golden bell jar is estimated to be unable to carry it if I want to, alas, in the final analysis, the strength of my body is too low, and I can't even play half of the strength of the golden bell jar. ”

Ye Li said and continued to walk up, and the golden bell jar resurfaced, and the originally gorgeous golden bell was already full of potholed fist marks.

The deafening chime rang once again in the completely enclosed space.

On the other hand, the man in black carried a punch dangerously, and his fist intent collided with the fist intent on the ladder, and finally turned into his nourishment and included it in his body.

And under the tempering of this fist intent, the seven wounds fist intent in his body became more and more erect, and the original little bit of unequaled fist intent grew bigger and bigger under the watering of these nutrients, and finally blossomed and fruited, growing into a full and abundant fruit.

Finally, under this punch, the original sapling in the body of the man in black grew into a towering tree, and the breath of the man in black underwent a complete qualitative change at this moment, reaching a realm that countless martial artists may not be able to reach in their entire lives - unparalleled in the world, and his own cultivation is also integrated, and the martial arts golden pill in his body is broken and turned into a solid figure, which is himself, the realm of melting gods-breakthrough.

On Emperor Xia's side, his huge fist intent brought him a lot of benefits at the beginning, but in the same way, the perception he received was not as much as that of Ye Li and the man in black, and the fist intent of the Seven Wounds Fist was the best way to understand it.

Now that he has reached the seventy-seventh floor, he has begun to struggle, to be precise, since he went up to the sixty-fourth floor, the Seven Injuries Fist Intent that was originally engraved on the stone steps of the Heavenly Ladder actually has the will to dare to fight the heavens and the earth, no matter what obstacles lie ahead, I have the courage to break it with one punch.

Hardly took over the Seven Injuries Fist of the Sixteen Fist Peerless Realm, even if he comprehended the Seven Wounds Fist intent of the Emperor's Dao, he became sluggish at this moment, and at the same time, he failed to make a breakthrough that belonged to him, and with his current state, he could not hold on to the last ninety-nine layers.

However, as an emperor, there is absolutely no such word as 'timid' and 'retreat' in the dictionary, and he still walks up step by step, not in a hurry, showing his imperial qualifications.

"Bell-" Ye Li took another punch, the golden bell on his body had become dim and crumbling, and the layer he was on now was the seventy-second floor.

Next, it seems that I can't use the golden bell jar anymore, but it's time for me to break through. Ye Li took the seventy-second order of the Seven Injuries Fist Intent, sat down cross-legged directly, and sank into the dantian, taking in his heart the Seven Injuries Fist that he had received step by step.

Scenes were presented in his mind, there were warriors standing in front of the sea and fighting with the sea to blast the waves with one punch, and there was also standing on the top of the mountain, standing still, incarnating the majesty of the mountain, and there was the tenacity of the body like a stubborn stone, after thousands of tempers・・・・・・ seventy-two kinds of fist intent turned into seventy-two powerful martial arts masters, each of them told their own seven wounds boxing, each punch contains their understanding of this world, sustenance.

Gradually, these seventy-two kinds of Seven Injuries Fist Intent were all melted into one furnace and turned into the nourishment of Ye Li's Seven Wounds Fist, and finally the Seven Injuries Fist Intent that he had comprehended did not rise but fell at this moment, as if it was not replenished, but Ye Li did not have any discomfort, but instead of being like this, the breath of the whole body was emitted at will, without any suppression, just like it should be, but there is no doubt that he has now truly reached the realm of unparalleled in the world.

In the Kongtong hall, the white figure looked at the three light mirrors in front of him, all of which were the scenes of the three people breaking through the ladder, and the white figure nodded with satisfaction, as if he was very satisfied with the three of them.

After Ye Li finished smelting, he looked at the remaining steps, with a thick smile on his face, and walked up the stairs, all the way unimpeded.

The man in black and Ye Li were in the same situation, since he successfully broke through and reached the world-class and god-melting realm, he had been unimpeded all the way, but he had walked too slowly before, and with the time taken to break through later, he had only reached the eighty-ninth layer now.

As for Emperor Xia, at this time, the dragon robe on his body had become tattered, and the crown on his head was gone, but he looked at the front with a firm gaze, and he was in the ninety-third order at this time.

As soon as he stepped on the ninety-third order, he felt an aura called death lingering around him, urging him to hurry back quickly, otherwise he would definitely die under this punch.

However, Emperor Xia forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and stepped directly on it, when his whole person completely ascended to the ninety-third order, Emperor Xia suddenly felt that he had become the opposite of this world, fighting a world with the power of one person, the owner of this fist is also an emperor, and it is also the emperor who really mastered a world, and the power of the world was refined into his Seven Wounds Fist, this punch is the emperor's wrath, millions of corpses, this punch is the will of this world, if you want to die, you will die, the emperor's will cannot be refuted。

What this punch touched was no longer simply unparalleled in the world, but the real Holy Realm, even if it was the skin of the Holy Realm that Emperor Xia himself could barely spy on with the help of luck, but at this time, it was completely revealed in this punch.

"No—!!"

Emperor Xia looked at this punch that came to his face, and at this time, the suppression of heaven and earth issued the most unwilling cry in his life.

"Huh?!" The white figure who was watching the three of them looked at the assessment that Xia Di was taking, suddenly frowned, let out a sound of surprise, and finally made a move, a punch and the punch against Xia Di, his own fist intent was scattered, his body retreated three steps, and the huge fist shadow disappeared.

With a wave of his hand, Emperor Xia, who had been unconscious, was sent to the side hall of the Kongtong Palace, and looked at the assessment of the remaining two again, but his trembling right hand was telling about the crisis just now.

Everything just now actually happened in an instant, and at this moment, Ye Li and the man in black stepped on the ninetieth step of the ladder at the same time, and at this moment, their expressions became extremely grim・・・・・・・・