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An Jie was walking on a desolate road for some reason, the surroundings were deserted as if isolated from the world, and in front of him was the target Wuyuan City, which was only three hundred steps away, and it was in sight. However, it was obviously very close, but no matter how he walked, he was running wildly, flying like an arrow in the sky, and the distance of the Abyssal City did not shorten a step with himself, as if there was a force in the dark that was preventing him from approaching the Abyss City.

"Damn, I don't believe in this evil. An Jie accelerated his sprint again, and after some hard work, his pace was always resolute, and he finally came to a place ten steps away from Abyss City, and his heart was extremely excited, just a little bit, just a little bit, he was able to see Anya.

Just when An Jie was about to break into Abyss City, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the sky, even bigger than Abyss City, standing with his head held high, his hands behind his back, and the gaze revealed in the black mask was the insignificance of the world, and the momentum of being invincible in the world.

An Jie was almost stunned, he never thought that this abyss lord would be so tall, he couldn't surpass it at all, he couldn't help but feel a wave of despair and fear, before the battle, the fighting spirit had completely collapsed.

"Boy, don't be self-conscious, if you want to save your sister, it's impossible, no one in the world can win this seat. After the strong words of the Yuan Lord were finished, he raised his hand and slammed down with a palm, the power of destroying the world made everything tremble, An Jie felt that he could not resist at all, his body began to shatter, cracks spread throughout his body, and at the same time, the shadow of death shrouded his heart.

"No!" An Jie woke up in shock, and suddenly shouted like crazy, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were still full of fear, his hands were holding the futon tightly, the person trembled slightly, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, only to realize that it was a nightmare just now.

An Jie hurriedly glanced at it to see where he was, but saw a familiar environment, it was the residence of the good king's territory, and there were good kings and Alan standing next to them, both looking at him in a daze, and they seemed to be frightened by his actions just now.

Seeing King Shanwang and Alain, An Jie could already determine where he was. I couldn't help but wonder, I remember that before I fell into a coma, I was still struggling to support myself under the invincible strength of the Yuan Lord in the world, why did I appear here now?

"That's right, my arm. An Jie clearly remembers the scene when he fell into a fiasco and was ripped off an arm, and now in retrospect, the heart-wrenching feeling is as if it had just happened, and he suddenly felt a little out of his soul. Hurriedly checked the place where the broken arm was, but unexpectedly found that his arm was still completely attached to the body, but the former broken arm was tightly bandaged, and there were a lot of blood stains.

An Jie expected that this must have been when he was in a coma, and someone connected the broken arm back for him, but who could it be?

Under An Jie's questioning, Shanwang and Alan both said that they didn't know anything, and they also saw An Jie lying on the ground early the next morning, and his arm had been connected and his wound bandaged. They just did their part to carry him back to his room and take care of him as best they could.

An Jie waved his broken arm, and because the wound had not healed, it was a little difficult to perform, and it became extremely inflexible. However, the meridians are connected, and the power runs without hindrance. It is estimated that as long as you rest for a while, your arms will be able to recover again.

At this time, An Jie had to question how he could escape from the clutches of the abyss when he was obviously going to die at the hands of that abyss master, who saved him, and who took back the broken arm for him.

For a while, An Jie only thought of two people, only they had the ability to save himself from the hands of the abyss lord, one was the Martial God King, and the other was always coming and going without a trace, his identity was a mystery, and he was a mystery.

Who could it be? Before An Jie could come up with any clue, he was unceremoniously knocked on the head by Alan and asked: "Are you mistaken, why is the place not good to challenge, who is not easy to provoke, you just ran out of Abyss City to fight that guy, are you crazy, or don't want to live." ”

"I didn't expect that guy to be so powerful, I admit that I was too optimistic, and when my strength goes to the next level, I will definitely get it back with interest next time." An Jie said very imposingly, and his belief was not shaken by this fiasco. However, it has aroused a stronger fighting spirit, and the excitement that the harder it is to fight, the more it wants to hit, is growing in the bottom of my heart.

But when Alan heard this, his face changed, and he twisted An Jie's ears and yelled in his ear: "You still want to go, even if you don't know whether you live or die, there should be a limit, are you stupid." ”

"Alain, I know what I'm doing, get rid of you and speak softly, I'm an injured person, I can't be frightened. An Jie begged for mercy with a bitter face, Alain's angry look was more terrible than Wei Li, more fierce than a tigress, and secretly wondered if women now don't know what gentleness is?

"I think you're just dead. Alan said in a vicious tone: "And next time, see that I don't break your legs, don't make trouble for me." ”

Hearing this, An Jie was depressed in his heart, secretly thinking about who was caught by the killing king in the first place, and who made it difficult for him to rescue him, who caused trouble to whom, how could he speak with such a conscience.

An Jie wanted to fight on the basis of reason, but after years of experience of being bullied by Wei Li, he told himself that he should never reason with women. A woman will not lose to you because of reason.

On the side, King Shanwang quietly watched An Jie and Alan fight, and his eyes couldn't help but show admiration. In order to avoid him, he went away from the side, and none of them had the courage to challenge again, and they were even frightened. And this An Jie is not much stronger than the king, after losing to that abyss master, he quickly came out of the shadow of the fiasco, thinking about the next challenge. His will, his fighting spirit, has never wavered.

"An Jie, do you know how strong that abyss lord is?" The good king's casual words immediately attracted the attention of An Jie and Alain, and they stopped arguing, and there was a strong interest in their eyes.

The Good King lowered his voice, and then said with an extremely stern expression: "An Jie, do you know how many layers there are in the Dark Righteous Scripture?"

"The Evil King told me that the highest realm is the tenth layer, has that abyssal lord practiced to the highest realm?" An Jie's heart fluttered, he was now targeting that abyssal master, especially the other party's true strength.

I saw that the good king sighed and said: "The tenth layer is indeed the pinnacle of the Dark Righteousness Sutra, and for those with extraordinary talents, in fact, practicing the tenth layer of the Dark Righteousness Sutra is already the limit. But that Yuan Lord is not a human being at all, and he doesn't need to be described by any talent, as if the world's martial arts were born for him. I only saw it once, and I will never forget it, that abyss lord couldn't help but practice to the tenth layer of the peak of the Dark Righteous Sutra, and even surpassed this realm and reached the eleventh layer. ”

"What!Eleventh Layer!" An Jie and Alan were so shocked that they almost couldn't believe their ears, and before they could recover from the intense shock, the Good King revealed another shocking news, that is, the Yuan Lord had only cultivated the Dark Sutra for one day and rushed to the peak of the Dark Sutra, and it took a year to break through the limit and rise to the realm of the eleventh layer.

The information was so fierce that An Jie almost couldn't come back to his senses, and if he was asked to spend a day to hit the highest realm of the Dark Sutra, he couldn't do it at all. If someone can do it, then it can only mean that this person is not only talented, but also has a thick foundation.

Now that the difficulty has increased, An Jie feels that in order to catch up with that abyss master, he must redouble his efforts, but it is not so easy to just hit the highest realm of the Dark Righteous Sutra, let alone surpass the limit.

The good king didn't care whether An Jie could accept it or not, and continued to talk without being shocked, and said: "An Jie, I don't want to hit you, but since you have to challenge that abyss master, let's get to know him a little bit." Presumably the evil king told you that the lord of the abyss is an outsider, not a person from the bottomless abyss, and should come from your world, so when he first entered the bottomless abyss, he didn't understand the dark scriptures, but used his true martial arts to kill hundreds of kings. ”

"I've also heard the Evil King say that that the Abyss Lord's cultivation of the Dark Righteous Sutra is just to cover up the true martial arts. An Jie's heart couldn't help but sink down, that Yuan Lord would be difficult to meet an opponent with the Dark Righteous Scripture, if he showed real skills, real martial arts, then he would be able to pay it back.

This time, in An Jie's heart, the difficulty of hitting that abyss master increased several times, revealing a look of distress, secretly thinking that no matter how strong it is, there should be a limit.

Suddenly, An Jie thought of one more thing, so he asked with concern: "That abyss lord has just come to the bottomless abyss and has not moved the Dark Righteous Sutra, the martial arts he used to deal with hundreds of kings, have you seen the good king?"

The good king shook his head, showing a bitter expression, and sighed: "It's a shame to say, hundreds of kings in that battle were either killed or seriously injured by him, and every king who survived was erased by the lord of the abyss with a strange power, and I am the same, I can't remember what kind of martial arts it is." ”

"Practicing the Dark Sutra is to cover up his martial arts, and he wears a mask all day long, this guy is afraid of being recognized, and he is hiding his identity. The more An Jie thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with it, a conceited and invincible figure like Lord Yuan, even if he had an enemy, he was not afraid, could he hide his identity? Or was there something or someone he couldn't face?

Suddenly, An Jie's heart lit up, and he almost jumped out of bed, he felt as if he was about to grasp the key place, and a torrent in his heart couldn't help but boil.

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