"Energy?" Chen Fan was slightly stunned.

He felt this energy entering his body, and hurriedly cast a secret technique to completely refine this energy.

Here, the rewards are all odd and varied.

Many people have been rewarded for improving their cultivation, and their strength has increased greatly.

However, this reward is a drop in the bucket for Chen Fan.

His cultivation didn't improve much.

But his cultivation is constantly approaching the quasi-holy realm.

"There's still no pressure at all!"

Chen Fan thought silently in his heart.

The coercion of the fifty sub-layers, to him, was still insignificant, and he didn't feel the slightest feeling.

"How can this guy's speed be so fast!"

The Tiger Hill Tower behind them looked ahead, and Chen Fan's figure had disappeared from their sight.

No matter how they accelerated, Chen Fan was always unhurried and unhurried, but he just couldn't get close.

Opposite.

The distance between each other is constantly lengthening.

"What a freak!"

Xiao Shengzi and Jin Zenghu were both dumbfounded.

The gap between them and Chen Fan is getting bigger and bigger.

While everyone else has come to the thirtieth level, they are still wandering around the twentieth level.

"It's okay, there's you guy with me!"

The two seemed to think of something, and they looked at each other in unison.

However, when they glanced at each other, their faces sank.

"Jin Zenghu, didn't you say that you want to surpass them."

"Why don't you hurry over!"

The voice of the little holy son carried a hint of mockery.

"What about you!"

"Are you willing to be left behind by them?"

Jin Zenghu is also self-aware and will not be fooled.

After all, there is a little holy son, and someone is with him.

As for the people in front, they can only take their time to surpass.

"I didn't say I was going to surpass them."

The little saint said lightly

"You don't have any ambition at all." A trace of contempt appeared on Jin Zenghu's face, and he said, "Since you don't have any ambition at all, then I'll leave first!" ”

The voice fell.

Jin Zenghu's speed increased suddenly, and he directly left the little saint son behind.

"Damn, he didn't save his strength at all!"

Seeing that Jin Zenghu's speed was getting faster and faster, the little saint son was in a hurry.

If you lose to someone else, it's nothing.

However, he can't be defeated at the hands of Kim Zeng-ho.

If he loses at the hands of Jin Zenghu, then how can he satirize this guy in the future.

……

Sixtieth sublayer.

A bright light fell from the sky and fell in front of Chen Fan.

Transformed into a pagoda, the whole body is pitch black, ancient and mysterious.

It's a fairy weapon.

If you take it outside, it will definitely be a priceless treasure.

Chen Fan glanced at it, didn't pay attention to it, and put it away directly.

Meanwhile.

A ray of light fell from the sky and turned into a strange creature.

A huge blue-white dragon appeared in front of him, and its huge power enveloped the entire space.

This is the existence of a quasi-holy realm.

"Quasi-Holy Realm?"

Chen Fan is not surprised by this.

In the original novel, it is clearly described that when you reach the sixtieth sub-layer, there will be higher-level beings.

The only thing that can be done is to defeat this creature in order to advance to the higher sub-levels.

Chen Fan is in the Venerable Realm, but he is facing the quasi-Holy Realm.

"Tiger Fist!"

Chen Fan shouted, his footsteps didn't stop, and he punched out.

A silver fist shadow, like a meteor falling.

Boom!

The huge blue-white dragon shadow shattered as if it had been torn apart as if it had been torn apart.

I can't even block it.

"A quasi-holy realm, was killed by Chen Fan casually?"

The Jinwu Clan Saint Realm powerhouse next to him suddenly changed his face when he saw this scene.

You must know that this quasi-saint realm dragon is not an ordinary quasi-saint realm, but a quasi-saint realm ninefold.

Even if it is a genius who defends the sky, it is not a matter of time to defeat it.

But in the face of Chen Fan, he was vulnerable.

"Chen Fan's potential is comparable to the Great Wonderland!"

"I don't see any flaws in the Heavenly Yan Holy Son, even the Quasi-Saint Realm Ninefold Powerhouse can't block his blow, and he was killed by him in one blow!"

"It seems that the ordinary quasi-saint realm can't help him!"

"Only the supreme realm powerhouse can defeat him!"

The powerhouse of the Great Luo Dao Palace couldn't help but say.

Chen Fan's strength was really surprising to them.

originally thought that the sixty sub-layers would be able to block Chen Fan's footsteps.

Who would have thought that the Quasi-Saint Realm Nine Fold powerhouse would be blown up by Chen Fan's punch.

"Is the Heavenly Son really only twenty years old?"

"I've worked hard all my life to cultivate, and I finally cultivated to the quasi-saint realm, but in his eyes, I'm like an ant?"

"When I was twenty years old, I was still circling around the Immortal Palace Realm, and when he was twenty years old, he actually killed a quasi-Saint Realm Ninefold with one punch!"

"Demon, it's really not comparable to others!"

"Among the same generation, who can compete with the Heavenly Yan Holy Son?"

"It seems that it won't work, we have to invite a few old monsters to come over!"

"No, the powerhouses of the quasi-saint realm level can't help him, at least they have to reach the great saint realm level!"

"Why do I think that even if it is the Great Saint Realm, it may not be able to defeat him?"

"That's not necessarily, the Great Sage Realm is the Great Sage Realm after all, and the strength is unfathomable, and the Tianyan Holy Son may not be able to stop it!"

Everyone was stunned.

They knew that it was impossible for a quasi-saint realm to stop Chen Fan, but they never thought that a quasi-saint realm would be so vulnerable.

Being killed by Chen Fan is simply as easy as a snap.

……

At this time, Chen Fan, in a blink of an eye, directly stepped on the eightieth sub-layer.

Just like the sixtieth sub-layer, one punch kills living beings, without hindrance.

Any living being, in his eyes, is simply vulnerable, and with just one punch, it can be killed.

As for the other geniuses, they have successively ascended to the sixtieth sub-layer.

It's just that they are not so easy, and if they want to defeat the creatures in front of them, they have to work hard. Moreover, because of these troubles, the distance between me and the people above has been further widened.

"It's about to reach the ninetieth sub-layer!"

"How did the Heavenly Son do it?"

Jin Zenghu, Jin Crow Shenzi, Xiao Shengzi and others are still fighting with the creatures of the sixtieth sublayer.

It took them a long time to clean up the creatures.

Seeing that Chen Fan was about to ascend to the ninetieth sub-layer, everyone's faces changed drastically.

Their thinking has changed dramatically.

They couldn't figure it out, how could Chen Fan pass this hurdle so easily?

"How do you compare yourself to him?"

"Isn't that self-inflicted humiliation?"

"Do you know what a young immortal is?"

The little saint said on the side.

Jin Zenghu didn't even bother to speak.

He focused his attention on the creatures in front of him.

Seeing that he was about to lose, he only heard a loud "boom".

The little saint son killed all living beings and continued to go up.

"Jin Zenghu, you can't even solve such an easy trial"

"I think you're really useless!"

The little saint son sarcastically.

Only from Kim Zeng-ho last time lost.

The little saint son taunted Jin Zenghu from time to time.

It was a rare treat for him.

The main thing is to mock the other party, and the other party is powerless to refute it.

Jin Zenghu was defeated by him last time.

……

Ninetieth sublayer.

Chen Fan received an artifact as a reward.

The reward this time is really too generous.

Chen Fan put away the artifact expressionlessly.

Meanwhile.

Rumble!

A ray of light fell from the sky, revealing a young man with a personable demeanor.

This young man is magnificent, heroic, and has a majestic momentum, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Like the sun in the sky, it shines brightly and looks at the world.