Under the attention of all parties, many genius saints entered the Tibetan Dao Pavilion.

Soon, this 36-story pavilion treasure lit up one after another.

"It's the Crane Feather Saint of the Everbright World, he has only been a saint for less than 10,000 years, and this time he can break through the ninth layer, it seems that his talent is good."

"The tenth layer is a watershed in the strength of the saint, for the saint-level mixed yuan Daluo, basically no one can step into the tenth layer, if there is, it is an existence with superior talent."

Everyone was talking about judging the strength of those genius saints.

The Mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal is roughly divided, and there are four levels: the Holy Son, the Holy Lord, the Holy King, and the Holy Emperor.

In the Tibetan Dao Pavilion, those who can break through the first ten layers are basically the Holy Son level, the eleventh to the twentieth floor is the Holy Lord level, and the twenty-first to thirtieth floors are the Saint King level.

The last six layers are unknown, but the thirty-first layer can be clearly at the Saint Emperor level.

At this time, someone was surprised: "The Sith Saint of the Heaven Realm came out, I remember that he had just become a saint, and this time he actually broke through to the twelfth layer, comparable to the existence of the Holy Lord level, with such a talent, he will definitely have a chance to achieve the position of the Holy Emperor in the future!" ”

Under the gaze of everyone, the Sith Saint appeared outside the Tibetan Dao Pavilion with a proud face.

The Heaven Realm is the first world of Chaos, and he is the latest generation of peerless geniuses in the Heaven Realm, so he is indeed qualified to look down on the world at this moment.

A saint in the underworld suddenly sneered: "What are you, there are so many geniuses who entered the Hong Wilderness just now, all of them are extremely talented, and I haven't seen any tails." ”

The Sith Saint's face suddenly became ugly: "They must have received a gift from the Chaos Martial Ancestor, and besides, I have only been sanctified not long ago, and in time, I will definitely not be worse than them!" ”

I say so, but anyone can hear the sourness in it.

Receiving the gift of the Chaos Martial Ancestor is probably something that the creatures of all eras yearn for!

However, as soon as the Sith's words fell, he saw a figure appear in front of the Tibetan Dao Pavilion.

"Flood wilderness, golden cicada!"

As soon as the handsome monk in the brocade robe appeared, it caused a sensation.

Previously, when the golden cicada was enlightened by karma, it attracted the pull of all parties, and the Buddhist world even sent many saints to invite him personally.

And now it is less than ten years since he became holy.

It just so happened that the Sith Saint of the Heavenly Realm was in a similar situation to him.

For a while, everyone was curious about which layer the golden cicada could break through.

"Do you say, can the golden cicada surpass the Sith Saint?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Don't look at how many worlds came to woo before! What's more, Hong Huang still has the Chaos Martial Ancestor as a backer, and such a genius may be able to be personally taught by the Martial Ancestor! ”

"Not necessarily, there are no absolutes, the Heaven Realm is the first world after all."

There was a lot of talking.

And the golden cicada went directly into the Tibetan Dao Pavilion.

"With the help of the Supreme, I comprehended the Law of Light." The Sith Sage looked at him coldly, "Although this is not the top ten laws, it is also among the top twenty,

I want to see, what do you compare with me, a native of the flood who has just preached? ”

As a genius in the Heaven Realm, his greatest advantage is the foundation of the First Great World, once he is holy, he can quickly become powerful.

With the cultivation of the Holy Son, the Holy Lord whose ability is weaker!

Next, everyone stared at the golden cicada to break through the trial.

"Hurry up, the golden cicada has already reached the sixth layer!"

"Eight floors!"

"Ten floors!"

"Twelfth floor!"

With a burst of admiration, the golden cicada had reached the final height of the Sith Saint.

"He is on the same level as me, and he will never surpass ......" The Sith looked tense and gritted his teeth secretly.

But the next moment, the light of the twelfth layer flashed, and the golden cicada rushed to the thirteenth layer!

And before everyone could exclaim, the golden light flashed again and rushed up again.

"Fourteen floors? How can it be! ”

"Impossible!"

The crowd couldn't believe it, but they had to believe it, because the facts were right in front of them.

A saint who has just been enlightened can match the average saint master.

Fortunately, at this time, the golden cicada left the Tibetan Dao Pavilion, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

If you rush up any further, the talent will be terrible.

The "Fourteenth Layer ......" Sith Saint couldn't accept it, was devastated, and finally left here without face and went back to the Heavenly Realm.

Then, someone shouted: "That Bull Demon King actually broke through to the seventeenth floor!" ”

"And that Zhen Yuanzi, I haven't seen him so powerful before, he actually broke through to the twentieth floor, not far from the Holy King!"

"Styx Ancestor is also ......"

Everyone's eyes fell on those desolate saints again, and they were all surprised.

They hadn't realized it before, but now they knew that the strength of the Flood Saints was not low!

At this moment, the Holy Emperors and Supremes of the Chaos Ten Thousand Realms were also paying attention to the flood wilderness and noticed the situation of the geniuses breaking through the trial.

"It seems that these Flood Desolation Saints should have received the guidance of the Chaos Martial Ancestor to improve so quickly."

"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that the Flood Desolation has the foundation of the Yuan Spirit Holy Land, and the talent of the living beings in this world is not low."

"It's a pity, if we can get the guidance of the Chaos Martial Ancestor......"

The last sigh of the many Supremes.

……

In a hidden world, several black shadows sat together, each of them faintly exuding an extremely powerful aura.

"Have any of you ever heard of the Chaos Martial Ancestor before?"

"In all the eras of Chaos, there have also been existences in the name of Martial Ancestors, but they have never brought the word Chaos, and those Martial Ancestors have long since been destroyed with their respective eras."

"The question now is, how much does this Chaos Martial Ancestor know about Chaos? Do you know what I'm going to do? ”

Hearing this, the supremes of these hidden forces looked at each other, and then their faces sank.

This is a key question.

No one had ever seen the Chaos Martial Ancestor, and it was unknown how capable this person was.

Judging from the opening of the Tibetan Dao Pavilion to all eras on the other side, it seems that there is a big game unfolding in the chaos.

And this may conflict with their plans.

Or, if this Chaos Martial Ancestor knew about their plan, would he count them as well, and let them turn from chess players to chess pieces!

"And our plan?" There was a supreme final deep voice.

"Unchanged, the other party is a transcendent existence far beyond us, and if he really wants to interfere in our plans, we can't stop anything."

……

In front of the Tibetan Dao Pavilion, with the flickering of streamers, there were bursts of exclamations.

"The Flood Desolation Houtu has already passed through the twenty-second layer, and its strength has really reached the Saint King level."

Many geniuses from all walks of life are still paying attention to the breakthrough of the Flood Saint.

They found that Houtu had stopped on the twenty-second floor of the Tibetan Dao Pavilion.

"Looks like we're going to stop at the twenty-second floor." Someone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, they found that the twenty-second floor of the Tibetan Dao Pavilion had actually emerged with strong law fluctuations.

"She's going to break through inside?"

"This is the law of the earth...... No, there is also the law of reincarnation?! ”

"What kind of understanding are the creatures of the wilderness? Another top 10 avenue rule! ”

Everyone was in disbelief.

Hou Tu sat in the Tibetan Dao Pavilion, the power of the law was swirling, and countless Dao rhymes gathered around her to help her break through.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and chuckled, "In the end, you still have to borrow the place of Martial Ancestor to break through." ”

Airplanes!

The next moment, a perfect Dao rhyme surged in Houtu's body, and she comprehended two complete Dao laws, only one step away from the origin of the law.

And her strength has also greatly increased at the Saint King level because of this!

"She's moving!" Outside the Tibetan Dao Pavilion, someone shouted.

And they saw that Houtu went from the twenty-second to the twenty-third floor, and then to the twenty-fourth.

Twenty-five floors!

……

Twenty-nine floors!

At this scene, everyone watching was dumbfounded.

Twenty-two to twenty-nine, it is not just the improvement of the realm, but the qualitative change in strength.

Normally, most of the Saint King levels can break through to about the twenty-fifth layer.

Only top-notch Saint Kings could reach above the twenty-fifth layer.

The point is that Houtu was only a Saint Lord-level existence before, and it was difficult to reach the twentieth layer, and there were too many promotions this time!

"You say, will she ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, another bright light flashed in the Tibetan Dao Pavilion.

Thirty floors!

Suddenly, the whole audience was boiling.

Thirty floors!

That represented the strength of the Saint King's limit, and it could compete with those top genius saints such as Supreme Disciples.

A genius like this, those top worlds with supreme, it would be good to have one.

And there was a Hongjun before the flood, and now there is another Houtu.

If you count Nuwa, who has become the Holy Emperor, it is three!

Everyone was originally shocked, but when they thought that the Flood Wilderness had the Chaos Martial Ancestor as their backer, it seemed normal to be able to produce three such geniuses.

Thirty floors, obviously the limit of Houtu, she quickly left the Tibetan Dao Pavilion.

At the same time, there was also a streamer flying out of the Tibetan Dao Pavilion and falling into the hands of Houtu, which was the reward for breaking through the trial.

This caused a wave of envy from everyone.

In this regard, Houtu only had indifference on his face.

Soon, there was movement in the Tibetan Dao Pavilion again, and everyone looked over.

"Daozi Wuxuan has already ascended to the thirtieth floor!"

"The emptiness of the Buddha has also gone up."

"Spiritual Hiling ......"

"Heaven Feather ...... Heaven"

Compared with Houtu, who has just soared into the sky, everyone actually cares more about these top geniuses who have been famous for a long time.

They wanted to see which of these people could be the first to comprehend the origin of the law.

In the Tibetan Dao Pavilion, there were nine people in front of Daozi Wuxuan who looked exactly the same as him.

It's just that these people are expressionless, like puppets.

Wu Xuan held the Dao Sword in his hand and killed it.

In another space, the state of the Buddha's emptiness is completely different from that of the Five Profound Beings.

He was on the bank of a big river, and a kind old monk was looking at him and asked, "Little monk, do you know what compassion is......

In the Tibetan Dao Pavilion, everyone encounters different trials.

Like Wuxuan, he has an indomitable fighting spirit, so he is facing a battle, and the opponent is nine of himself.

Emptiness cultivates the mind, so he faces trials with a conscience.

The other people who pass through the level are also different.

It didn't take long for Wu Xuan to be killed by the other five after killing four of himself.

Failed Trial!

Emptiness failed to answer the answer that the old monk wanted, and finally in the old monk's shaking of his head and sighing, the figure of emptiness disappeared.

At the same time, top geniuses such as Heavenly Feather in the Heaven Realm, Black Nightmare in the Underworld, and Xi Ling in the Spirit Realm all stopped at the thirty-first layer, and still failed to enter the thirty-first layer.

After seeing them all come out, the onlookers outside were surprised for a while, and then their faces changed.

"Hongjun, it doesn't seem to have come out yet!"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around, and everyone was stunned.

At this moment, the expressions of top geniuses such as Daozi Wuxuan and Buddha Emptiness have also changed.

They are the supreme ancestors, and when Hongjun was just an ordinary Saint King, they were already the top Saint Kings.

When Hongjun also came to this realm, they stood still.

And now, Hongjun is about to surpass them!

Everyone didn't count Nuwa because they thought that Nuwa must have been the Holy Emperor a long time ago, and she was the hidden backhand of the flood wilderness.

"Everyone knows how difficult it is to condense the origin of the law, I don't believe that Hongjun can condense the origin today!" Heaven Realm Tian Yu pretended to smile lightly.

Many people nodded, indeed, the origin of the law is a realm that can only be comprehended by the supreme.

The Supreme can comprehend, looking at the entire chaos, throughout all eras, there are very few existences.

To be able to condense the source means that there is hope to become supreme.

"However, there is already a precedent for condensing the origin of the law in advance." The Underworld Black Nightmare sneered, "Lao Tzu comprehends the origin of the law of the instrument ......."

He poured cold water on him mercilessly.

The few Supreme Disciples present all knew that the Law Origin had to condense itself before they could hope to step into the Supreme Realm.

Therefore, none of their respective worlds participated in the competition at the beginning, and the divine realm itself had a supreme existence.

However, all walks of life have not found Lao Tzu, and the matter has finally been resolved.

Now, the Nightmare brought it up again, leaving them all silent.

With this precedent, perhaps it is really possible for Hongjun to comprehend the origin of the law in advance.

……

At this moment, in a space on the thirtieth floor of the Tibetan Dao Pavilion.

Hongjun sat on the futon, and there was a white-haired old man sitting opposite him, who was himself.

However, the situation he faced was different from that of Daozi Wuxuan, because the self opposite him had spirituality, wisdom, and consciousness in his eyes.

"Fate, I didn't expect you to be the last obstacle to my cohesion." Hongjun said with a smile.

"Hongjun, you and I have fought from the beginning of the opening up of the flood to the end of the Three Realms." Fate said indifferently, "We jointly control the Heavenly Dao, and it can be said that I am the one who knows you best."

And I've always been a winner, and even if I lose in the end, it's not at your hands.

So, you can't get past me.

If I win against you, I will be reborn from your shell and achieve an unprecedented position of destiny! ”

"You haven't gotten it yet." Hongjun shook his head, "For cultivators who control the law of fate, if they lose once in fate, they will be defeated forever. ”

"Shut up!" Fate shouted angrily, and the power of the law of fate in his eyes intertwined, extending towards Hongjun.

Hongjun chuckled, but did not resist, and let the law of fate completely envelop him like a cage.

But in the next moment, some subtle cracks suddenly cracked on the surface of the cage of fate, and they grew bigger and bigger, releasing an incomparably brilliant light from it. (End of chapter)