"Oh my God!"

"He's actually ...... in the sea of suffering"

"Yun Ling, he is breaking through the Yun Ling realm!"

......

The sound of horror was everywhere, even Fang Tian stopped moving forward, and stared at Yamamoto Jusan Lang who was breaking through in front of him.

The onlookers, none of them thought that at this time, Yamamoto Shiburo would choose to break through, turn into a sea of suffering, and break through the spiritual realm that can be broken through at any time.

"Now that some people have seen it, after the breakthrough, Yamamoto Thirteen Lang, I'm afraid that his combat power will increase a lot, and I am afraid that a dragon and tiger battle will not be avoided at that time!"

Some people are enthusiastic, just looking at the amazing combat power of the barren sky, they all understand that even if Yamamoto Thirteen Lang fights, I am afraid that it will be a fatal situation, but now it is different.

Yamamoto Thirteen Lang is Tianjiao, known as the first person under the spirit, fighting beyond the ranks and eating and drinking is as simple as it, if it is not for the pervert of the desolate sky, I am afraid that no one can shake his status.

This is not to blame Yamamoto Thirteen Lang, it is really Fang Tian who is too strong, and his combat power is unbelievably strong, even if he is in the realm of accepting qi, but his combat power has already reached the terrifying level of the middle stage of Yun Ling.

If it hadn't happened right now, but I heard about it, I'm afraid that no one would dare to believe that there was really someone who could be so strong.

"What about Yamamoto Huahai, have you forgotten the rules of the Taoist Academy, no matter what grievances, you can't suppress people in the realm, otherwise, you will be killed by the rules of this place!"

Someone's face changed, and he frowned and said: "It seems that this is indeed the case, the same realm, and the first realm are not counted, if the high-level monks rely on cultivation to suppress people, they will be killed, and many people have already died!"

"In this way, the decision now is in the hands of Huangtian, the other party breaks through, it is difficult for him to be an opponent, as long as he stays out of the matter, he, even the people he brought, are all safe!"

Someone smiled coldly, let out a long roar in his heart, and said excitedly: "To be precise, the first person under the current Yunling is no longer there, and there is only a Yamamoto Thirteen Lang in the Yunling realm!"

The sea of suffering is boundless, and everyone has gained a new understanding of this sentence.

Where everyone's eyes met, around Yamamoto Thirteen, there was a lot of aura, like a spiritual snake lingering, and there was a sea of blood, rolling waves, and the momentum was monstrous.

"Guess what, how many bitter seas can Yamamoto Jushiro?" someone stared at Yamamoto Jushiro's eyes with twinkles.

"At least three pieces, otherwise, I'm sorry for his name as the first person under the spirit!"

All eyes are on him, the real attention is on Yamamoto Thirteen at this moment, but more people think of Aratian from him.

They couldn't imagine that with the accumulation and courage of the desolate sky, when he opened up the sea of suffering in his body, he would open up a few pieces, and many people thought about it, fearing that it would reach the terrifying five pieces.

According to legend, the more bitter seas are opened, the more powerful the bitter sea will be, and even extraordinarily strong, it is not for nothing that the Tianjiao Holy Son can fight the realm of Guiyuan in the realm of the soul.

In the Taoist courtyard, the Holy Lord Kazuo Yamamoto, it is said that he has not yet broken through the Huayuan realm, so he fought a big battle with the powerhouse of the Huayuan realm, and it is difficult to distinguish between winning and losing.

"Open it for me!"

At this time, Yamamoto Thirteen Lang's face was red and his ears were red, and he let out an earth-shattering roar, and then everyone's hearts tightened, and Yamamoto Thirteen's momentum was soaring at this moment.

It was like a tornado, the front was just accumulating, but now, the water came naturally, and the magnificent blood-colored bitter sea outside his body slowly took shape under the squeeze of the crowded aura wind.

"Hmmm......"

Fang Tian squinted his eyes, he hadn't opened up the Sea of Bitterness, and even said that he didn't even have a way to open up the Sea of Bitterness, and in the early hours of the morning, he missed a great opportunity.

At this moment, someone is opening up a sea of suffering in front of him, and he doesn't care about the other party's breakthrough, just so tightly condensed, thinking in his mind, and constantly arguing with his own ideas.

In the end, he shook his head, using the blood in his body as the source of the bitter sea, and the external aura as the pressure, forcing the bitter sea to form, this is indeed ingenious, Rao is he was prepared before, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Whoa!"

As the aura around him became more and more intense, the first turbulent sea of bitterness took shape, followed by the wind and clouds surging here, and the light of the newborn sunrise was dim and muddy.

The people around stared at the sea of bitterness, only feeling unstable, and they were about to be involved, even Fang Tian was no exception, and they were shocked in their hearts, and they took this so-called sea of bitterness seriously.

"Reopen it for me!"

Yamamoto Thirteen, who was not far away, suddenly rose a lot, but he didn't stop there, but took a deep breath, and his right hand directly stirred into the dense blood beside him.

"Click......"

A crisp and creepy voice sounded, and everyone's hearts were shocked, and the right hand stretched out by Yamamoto Jushiro, along with his right arm, exploded at this time, turned into nourishment, and merged into the sea of blood and blood.

"Boom la la ......"

The blood qi slowly swirled, and the second sea of blood took shape, but Yamamoto Thirteen's breath was sluggish and in a bad state, and it looked a little twilight like a morning bell.

"Open, open, open!"

Yamamoto Jushiro was crazy, his eyes were red, and he was about to drip blood, he looked at the blood beside him was still strong, and stretched his left hand into the rich blood.

On the spot, the left hand and the left arm were shattered, but unfortunately it was still not enough, and the third blood sea vortex was formed, but there was no sign of turning into a sea.

Stunned, Yamamoto Thirteen Lang's right leg walked forward regardless of it, and with the explosion of his right leg, the third blood-colored bitter sea also took shape, and a terrifying coercion came out.

"It's not enough...... Ah......h

The wheezing intensified, Yamamoto Shiburo had already lost his mind, even if it was three seas of suffering, it could not satisfy his ambitions, and with his roar, he actually fell directly towards the blood-colored vortex in front of him.

"Hiss......"

There was a sound of gasping, Fang Tian was dumbfounded, stunned there, he didn't know what to say for a while, the blood gasified the sea, the blood was not enough, self-harm was understandable, but be sensible, don't commit suicide!

His body shuddered, and the corners of Fang Tian's mouth trembled, revealing an incredulous gaze.

"Boom!"

A terrifying momentum that destroyed the world rose from the rich blood qi, and the fourth sea of bitterness took shape, and a Yamamoto Jushiro, who was wearing heavy armor and holding a silver-bladed sword, walked out with a cold face.

Taking a deep breath, Yamamoto Thirteen Lang incorporated four pieces of blood into his body, and his momentum also rose again and again, and he stood there, like an awakened demon god, threatening Ling Jiutian.

"Wasteland, come and fight with it!"

Having broken through the Yunling realm, Yamamoto Thirteen Lang naturally had the strength to suppress everything, but his cultivation was above everyone at the moment, and he didn't dare to make the first move, so he could only stare at Fang Tian with a chill.