"I've passed the sixtieth floor."

Bai Minghao's name on the Five Heart Heavenly Monument flickered, and he continued to climb upward, entering within a thousand.

"This layer is obviously slow, he is strong enough, but he is still weaker than the ancient god body."

Elder Keqing of Tailing Mountain spoke like this, he thought that Bai Minghao had fallen into a death match and had won the opponent by luck.

"The speed of that ancient god's body is extremely fast, and it only starts to slow down at the sixty-fifth floor, and finally stops at the sixty-eighth floor, this Daoist is obviously starting to be weak, and there is a high probability that he will stop at the sixty-second or third floor."

A stall owner echoed, he was present when the ancient god body broke in, and that degree was much faster than Bai Minghao.

The stall owner who had a grudge against Tailing Mountain stared at the elder hatefully, but he didn't say anything, Bai Minghao's speed slowed down, obviously in a bitter battle, and even he thought that it might be difficult to surpass the ancient god body before he stopped at the sixty-fifth layer.

On the sixty-first floor, the ancient holy beast Qingluan blocked the way.

Bai Minghao did not pursue a quick victory, fighting with the Beast Emperor level, he could use this to master his own method, polish his body, and transform a little bit in the battle, there are not many such opportunities, the Beast Emperor is rare, and almost all of them exist in the forbidden land.

He was even using the spiritual technique he obtained, the whirlwind legs, and he was not skilled enough, he was suppressed by Qingluan several times, and his body was stained with blood, but Bai Minghao was too strong, and the sea of qi was perfect, and Qingluan did not become too troubled and died.

"Sixty-one is even slower, and it is possible to stop at the next level."

A disciple from Tailing Mountain said, he stood as an elder of his own family.

There was no objection from the monks, and some people were speculating whether Bai Minghao would stop at the sixty-second or sixty-third floor.

"Old Qiu set up a gambling game, betting on whether this Daozi can break through the sixty-fifth floor."

Some monks shouted, causing a huge sensation, Qiu Lao of Wanfu Firm had huge resources in his hands, and his credibility and financial resources were enough to convince everyone, and many monks were clamoring to bet.

Stop at the sixty-fifth floor, two to one, through the sixty-fifth floor, one to four.

The odds are tempting.

The one-sided Bai Minghao couldn't break through the sixty-fifth floor.

"Brother Qiu, can you gamble on anything?"

Elder Keqing of Tailing Mountain came out, very polite, this old Qiu is extremely high, even he is a junior.

"Naturally, Wanfu Firm, Tong Su is not bullied."

The white-clothed Qiu Lao spoke, his tone was very calm, and the most important thing for Wanfu was the spirit stone and the treasure of heaven and earth.

"Okay."

Elder Keqing of Tailing Mountain opened a bargaining chip, which was an eight-grade Dao Spirit Pill, which caused bursts of exclamations in the crowd.

Qiu Lao Ying, the elixir of the Heavenly Artistic Conception was very precious, but it was not enough to crush him.

Both of them are not worried about the other party's breaking the contract, an eight-grade pill is not enough to destroy the Wanfu Mountain's 10,000-year reputation, Qiu Lao is even more indifferent, Wanfu Merchant is not worried about defaulting on the debt, their financial resources are directly proportional to the means.

As the guest elders of Tailing Mountain placed bets, a frenzy of betting was triggered.

"Brother Dao, can't you really break through the sixty-fifth floor?"

A stall owner asked.

"The sixty-fifth floor is a real watershed, it is impossible to pass without peerless demons, there are only dozens of people who have passed in 100,000 years, and even the three Dao Xuanzong of the previous session have stopped at the sixty-fifth floor."

The guest elders of Tailing Mountain were dressed in white and spoke with extreme confidence, revealing an astonishing news that many Daoists had come here under false names.

The one hundred and twenty-three thieves were one of the Dao Xuanzong Dao Sons of the previous session.

More and more monks bet on Bai Minghao to stop at the sixty-fifth layer, and the ratio even reached a terrifying one hundred to one, obviously the words of a monk of the Eight Realms are still convincing enough, only the monks who want to know Qingfeng Valley with a small or partial understanding believe Bai Minghao.

Sixty-second floor.

The head of the tiger has red hair, the head has two horns, and the body of a dragon.

The ancient Rui Beast, Bai Ze, is also extremely terrifying, Bai Minghao is practicing the whirlwind legs, his talent is excellent, and after a battle with Qingluan, he has used it very skillfully, and can even threaten Bai Ze.

One man and one beast fought for hundreds of rounds, each with its own victory and defeat, Bai Minghao finally won a game, and when he saw the right time, the big day Fuhu fist blasted out and ended the battle.

"The sixty-second floor is too slow, and if you really fall into a death match, you will definitely stop at the next floor."

A monk who was betting spoke up, in a happy mood, and he suppressed all his net worth, desperately hoping for Bai Minghao's defeat.

"This layer should be a miserable victory, and it is impossible to break through."

"It should stop, it's already the strongest part of the Dao, extremely powerful, and during the holidays, it's not that it can't compete with the ancient gods."

Discussions came and went, all looking forward to Bai Minghao's defeat and return.

On the sixty-third floor, Bai Minghao stared at the Qiqi in front of him, there was a Qiqi who surrendered to him, but he left his senior sister far away in the battle, and he didn't have the dignity of a fierce beast at all.

This time, Bai Minghao didn't leave his hand, he broke out with all his strength, the terrifying law continued to blast out, and the momentum of destruction filled the battlefield, and the sword and fist intersected.

It's just ten moves, and the poor Qi is blood-stained and wails.

In the thirtieth move, Qi Qi was covered in blood and roared to attack.

In the fiftieth move, the innate spiritual fire was wrapped around the sword and beheaded Qiqi.

"I've passed the sixty-third floor."

"Why, it's too fast."

One monk exclaimed that the battle was over too quickly to be predictable.

"It may be that some kind of terrible method is used, and it is bound to be destroyed, and this method can only be used once in a short time."

The guest elders of Tailing Mountain were very indifferent, thinking that Bai Minghao had used some kind of secret method, and his combat power had increased dramatically in a short period of time, and most of the next layer would be defeated.

Such a statement appeased the floating people's hearts, thinking that Bai Minghao would stop at the sixty-fourth floor.

Sixty-fourth floor.

Bai Minghao looked up at the behemoth in front of him, the ancient pole elephant.

Compared to this, Bai Minghao is too small, and the ants fight with the elephants.

This battle is very difficult, this guy moves slowly, but the attack is too terrifying, like a mountain falling down, Bai Minghao has no idea to take this blow hard, he is not stupid.

A quarter of an hour passed, and on the Five Hearts Heavenly Monument, Bai Minghao still stopped at sixty-three.

Many monks let go of their hanging hearts.

Two quarters of an hour passed, and even some monks began to speak out, thinking that Bai Minghao's previous explosion had caused weakness and fell into a bitter battle.

Half an hour passed, and some monks began to cheer, thinking that Bai Minghao had run out of oil and was fighting hard.

One of the ancient pole elephant's feet was cut off, this guy's defense was too amazing, and Bai Minghao took a lot of effort to break through its defense.

Although the ancient polar elephant was bulky, its physical body was extremely terrifying, and the momentum of the earth system increased its defense, and Bai Minghao was tired and panting before he could solve him.

"I've broken through the sixty-fourth floor, how can it be?"

"Fake, isn't it supposed to run out of oil?"

Such voices came and went, causing quite a stir, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

"He will stop, the opponent of the sixty-fifth layer is the real Qi Sea Great Perfection, there is no flaw, and some of the peerless demons have also fallen here."

Elder Keqing of Tailing Mountain explained that he had extraordinary insight and knew a lot of inside information.

"It's true, the opponent of the sixty-fifth layer is almost invincible in the same realm, how many days have you fallen at this level."

A stall owner who has made a heavy bet spoke out, he has lived for thousands of years, and he has never seen a few people who have broken through the sixty-fifth floor, and the leaders of each generation have been defeated, and the early stage is like a bamboo, and it still falls.

Many people are relieved, the sixty-fifth floor is the real moat, and only eighty-four people have left their names on the five heart monuments of 100,000 years.

Qiu Lao's white clothes are fluttering, he has set up such a big gamble but he is very calm, there is no trace of impatience, he has lived too long and knows too much insider.

Qingfeng Valley is not just a saint's mountain gate.

There is another name.

Supreme Dao Unity!