Liu Feng quickly confirmed his guess, when he tried to step out of the white line range, in an instant, a fierce sword qi rushed straight down to the sky, and hit the ground with a bang, this position is the place where Liu Feng just poked out, and it was true.

Liu Feng retreated from the white line, his tense spirit finally relaxed, and he sat on the ground and gasped for breath. At the first level, he fought endlessly with all his strength for three days and three nights, and he never got a break, and now he finally had a chance to breathe, Liu Feng naturally wanted to completely relax.

Otherwise, in such a high-intensity and extremely torturous battle, anyone will collapse without rest. Even though there are a thousand years, Liu Feng feels that time is incomparably precious.

After a little adjustment, Liu Feng slowly stood up, and the divine sword in his hand swung out again, turning into a meteor and exploding in mid-air in an instant, evolving into pieces of fireworks, although short but as fast as lightning and falling straight down, blasting towards the black-clothed Liu Feng.

The black-clothed Liu Feng's eyes burst out of the fierce color the moment Liu Feng came out, and at this moment, his body rushed up violently, his eyes couldn't hide the powerful and fierce aura, and he swung his sword and slashed, extinguishing the bursts of streamer sword qi, and counterattacking Liu Feng with lightning speed.

"Humph!"

Liu Feng's face was cold, his strength recovered after adjustment, even if he couldn't defeat the black-clothed Liu Feng for a while, there would definitely be no signs of rout like just now. The sword passed through the shadow and moved the divine sword directly, the light shook the entire sky, the brilliant and boundless sword light flickered straight up, the fire of war burned in an instant, and the endless sword intent spread in all directions.

Liu Feng's eyes stared closely at the black-clothed figure wielding a sword in front of him, and he still couldn't hide a sigh in his heart, he was facing a perfect self. With the strength he possesses, he will not make any mistakes at all, and if he wants to defeat him, the only way is to break through.

Even in the handling of many moves, Liu Feng sometimes occasionally made a slight mistake, and was almost caught by the opponent and attacked. This is a combat object copied from Liu Feng as the prototype, and in the process of fighting, Liu Feng also used him as a template to recover and exercise himself and improve himself, and the second battle took a whole month.

Bang!

The incomparably gorgeous sword light exploded in mid-air, and the blazing cold light shrouded the black-clothed Liu Feng, piercing his body in an instant, plopping-, Liu Feng's body fell to the ground and gasped: "Finally succeeded." ”

In this battle, Liu Feng was almost exhausted, and it was not until a moment just now that he made a breakthrough, and then defeated Liu Feng in black. The mirror that lay in front of it cracked open, and the heavens and the earth returned to darkness.

After the last experience, Liu Feng was not in a hurry to move forward this time, he knew that as long as he did not enter a certain range, Liu Feng in black would not attack him. Having just experienced a big battle and made a small breakthrough, Liu Feng did not rush to set off immediately, but sat cross-legged on the spot to adjust his luck and pranayama, feeling and absorbing what he had just comprehended, and at the same time taking a spirit pill.

Three days later, where Liu Feng's figure was, there was a sudden burst of lightning and thunder, and the immortal tribulation came, even if it was in the Shenmen world, the immortal tribulation still existed. What Liu Feng ushered in this time was the Tribulation of the Third-Order Sword Immortal. The Nine Tribulation Thunderbolts fell, and Liu Feng completely relied on the strength of his body to block it.

The moment the ninth thunderstorm disappeared, Liu Feng couldn't help but jump up, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, his heart was full of joy, and he made a breakthrough with joy.

The immortal tribulation that the rest of the cultivators were looking forward to and fearing was like a great tonic for Liu Feng. When the immortal tribulation came, Liu Feng immediately used his body to contend with his body, Liu Feng's physical strength is now better than the power of the sword, for him, it is simply effortless to carry the third-order immortal tribulation with his physical body, and even Liu Feng is looking forward to the thunderstorm not coming a few more times.

This should let ordinary cultivators who are worried all day long about being wiped out under the thunderstorm know that they will not be able to help but vomit blood in anger.

"It's time. After Liu Feng calmed his thoughts, he raised his eyes and looked ahead.

At the third level, the light shone down, and the black-clothed Liu Feng reappeared, covering and crushing with a strong aura. Behind him, a number: 98.

Liu Feng's eyes were full of battle intent, and with his bare hands, the Martial God Fist burst out of the air. Three months later, the third opponent was successfully defeated, and the Shenmen World seemed to be repeating the same thing every day, Liu Feng and the black-clothed Liu Feng fought. When defeated, retreat outside the white line to feel and think, readjust and continue to fight again, continue to feel after victory, and strive for perfection. But then, I have to continue to fight with the seemingly perfect self.

Find flaws from perfection, continue to improve, and pursue a higher state of perfection. Liu Feng is like a person looking for a sweet spring in the desert, desperately tapping his own potential, striving to burst out with more powerful power every day.

Day after day, year after year, tired, adjusted and rested, hungry, condensed fruit, injured, took the elixir. Liu Feng was completely immersed in the battle, as if he had completely forgotten the passage of time. At first, he was pleasantly surprised by every battle, but in the end, he gradually became numb and accustomed to it.

There was only one belief in his mind, and that was to keep going. Breaking through a hundred divine gates, time flies.

Bang!

The black-clothed Liu Feng was shocked by a punch, his body was thrown back in mid-air, and in an instant, a sword shadow stabbed silently. There is no trace of gorgeous light, but it contains the strongest sword power.

Laugh at!

A sword pierced the center of the eyebrows, and the figure of the black-clothed Liu Feng dissipated directly, Liu Feng fell to the ground expressionlessly, and the mirror in front of him shattered. Liu Feng continued to walk forward, and at this time, suddenly a sound like a bell and drum sounded in the space.

"A hundred years. ”

The incomparably powerful voice sounded, constantly echoing the space, gradually dissipating, a hundred years, Liu Feng's footsteps stopped a little and raised his eyes to look ahead, his unwavering eyes and brows twisted slightly.

"It's still too slow. ”

Unconsciously, a hundred years have passed in the Shenmen World, and Liu Feng recalled in his mind the number on the mirror in the battle just now, it was sixty-two, and now there are sixty-one opponents, and he has only defeated thirty-nine people in a hundred years. Defeat yourself thirty-nine times, thirty-nine breakthroughs.

At this moment, Liu Feng's sword dao power was already at the peak of the fifth-order sword immortal, and the strength of his physical body was still at the eleventh level of the immediate body refinement, which was comparable to the power of the fourth-order peak immortal.

Liu Feng guessed that by the time he successfully broke through the Divine Gate World, he might already be in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, or even the realm of the Great Perfection. Liu Feng's eyes wiped a trace of heat, this is what he is most looking forward to in his heart, if he accepts the inheritance of Lord Dragon God with the realm of the Great Perfection of the Golden Immortal, then what awaits him is probably the realm of saints that the peak powerhouses in the cultivation world dream of.

Of course, Liu Feng didn't think too much about it at the moment, because there was still a long way to go. There are still sixty-one selves that need to break through and transcend. In the dim heaven and earth, a slender and straight body, holding the holy sword in his hand, walked forward step by step. The light suddenly shone down, and the black-clothed Liu Feng appeared in front of him, and the battle was about to break out again.

One hundred years in the world of gods, one year in the land of gods, and the battles of the land of gods have hardly stopped in the past year, and the war of gods and demons has spread throughout the entire land of gods. The corpses are full of white bones for thousands of miles, and the blood flows like a river, and the bones are dry in one success. In the war of gods and demons, there are many brilliant figures and the fall of many super strong, creating a lot of singing and crying history.

In just one year, the sky in the Land of the Gods seems to have become much more turbid than before, and there is an oppressive aura all day long. Because in this year's war, the forces of the gods lost more and won less, and the army was defeated one after another. Since the defeat of the right army a year ago, it seems that the forces of the gods have completely lost their fighters and cannot be reversed.

The only one who is still undefeated is the mid-lane army led by the ancient rain god Lingjiu, sitting in the area of the Falling God Lake. However, none of the gods can relax in their hearts, because as early as a year ago, the main army of the Demon Gate, the hundreds of thousands of demon troops led by the Demon Lord himself, had already been eyeing the middle of the gods' forces, approaching step by step.

The war has long been all over the land of the gods, and the army of the Demon Gate does not seem to be in a hurry to march, but to move forward for the camp step by step, although they are strong all the way, but this land is the territory of the gods after all, and they also have three points of fear, always beware of the sneak attack of the forces of the gods.

However, no matter how far apart the two armies are, no matter how slow the speed of the march is, as long as the Demon Gate army does not change direction, there will eventually be a moment to meet.

"Report!"

A long howl swept over and quickly entered the palace of the ancient rain god, and the sound was like thunder, shaking all directions in an instant: "The army of the Demon Gate has entered the range of thousands of miles from the Luoshen Lake. ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and in an instant, many gods in the entire Ancient Rain God Palace quickly gathered, and their faces were extremely solemn.

"What should come will come after all, this year, the land of the gods has been devastated, our people have suffered a lot, our land has been eroded by the demon gate inch by inch, and it is time to make a break. ”

"The final showdown, fight, brothers!"

As the gods gathered more and more, and the voices of the discussion became louder and louder, many powerful gods took a stand and swore to fight to the death. The Lake of the Fallen Gods is the last barrier of the gods, and at this moment, no one thinks of retreating, retreating or perishing.

"Swear to defend the last dignity of the gods!"

In the sky above the palace of the ancient rain god, an incomparably strong battle intent rushed into the sky, shattering the dark clouds that shrouded the sky above.

Knock! knock......

Suddenly, the drums of war sounded.

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