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Chapter 583: The Ninth Floor of the Heavenly Heavens

Hearing the gluttonous scolding, the winged blood dragon also wanted to cry without tears. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Immediately, I saw its huge wings slowly vibrate out, and its huge body immediately burst out and rushed towards Mu Hao. However, at the moment when the winged blood dragon swept out of Cambridge. The body of the two-winged blood dragon stopped in mid-air, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief. I saw that the light curtain that appeared, as if it was a fictitious thing, Mu Hao's right hand was actually undamaged.

"What the hell? What's going on?" , the two-winged blood dragon exclaimed in surprise.

I saw that ripples rippling out of Mu Hao's fingertips. Mu Hao suddenly had the feeling of stretching his right hand into the water curtain.

"The aura circulating on this light curtain is very similar to the aura brought by the cultivation of the self-only sword technique......" Mu Hao's eyes showed a contemplative look, and then he raised his head and looked at the Tongtian Palace in front of him. The poignant blood light made the Tongtian Palace look even more mysterious, "After I used the So-I Sword Technique, the oppression that appeared between heaven and earth was obviously alleviated. ”。

Mu Hao's big sleeves waved in vain, his eyes showed decisiveness, and his whole body suddenly flowed with cold sword light. Almost in the blink of an eye, Mu Hao walked towards the light curtain. The cold touch rose from his skin, and Mu Hao's body was almost unhindered, and he walked through this light curtain.

"Sure enough, as long as I use the Solipsist Sword Technique, this seal will be like a void to me. Mu Hao muttered softly, but there was a little ecstasy in his calm eyes. Doesn't that mean that you can walk safely and soundly to this heavenly palace.

"One, two, three...... Six ...... Twelve ......" The moment he stepped out of the last light curtain, Mu Hao suddenly appeared in front of the Tongtian Palace. An ancient vicissitudes that spread from the palace of Babel. makes this world have a taste of loneliness.

The style of this palace is extremely simple. The gate of the entire palace is closed, and there are two huge peerless demon beast statues on both sides, and the amazing evil aura emanates from it, slowly rippling around, making people feel depressed. Staring at these two peerless demon beast statues, Mu Hao was slightly moved, and his body tensed.

"Click!" A slight sound suddenly sounded in Mu Hao's ears. Mu Hao raised his eyes and saw that the closed giant door seemed to be slowly pushed open by a pair of invisible giant hands. There was only one crack, but after this crack, Mu Hao felt an incomparably cold aura, and he didn't know how many terrifying killing machines existed in it.

After a moment of silence, Mu Hao walked towards the Tongtian Palace. He knew that there might be an unknown killing motive in this palace. But they have all come to this point, and Mu Hao's temperament is unwilling to give up. At the moment when it was approaching, an extremely strange whining sound suddenly resounded in this heaven and earth.

Mu Hao's pupils shrank, staring straight behind this giant door. There, the area where the voice sounded, and in the endless darkness, he actually saw a huge shadow, tumbling and surging in it.

An endless biting chill swept in, and Mu Hao took a light breath of cold air at the moment, feeling a creepy feeling.

"The second-floor sword trick is the only one, and the nine-layer realm of the god can go up to the fourth floor. A hoarse voice slowly sounded from this huge phantom. And at the moment when this voice sounded, this huge phantom retreated into darkness like a tide. Mu Hao looked at this scene in disbelief, clasped his hands tightly, took a step, and gently walked into this mysterious palace of Tongtian.

"What was that phantom from before, and that voice?" The sight in front of Mu Hao's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a breath of vicissitudes and desolation rushed towards Mu Hao. Mu Hao slowly raised his head and looked at the first floor of this Heavenly Palace, with a slight shock in his eyes.

The space here seems to be so vast that you can't see the edge. The only thing worth noting is that in the very center, there are several black stone monuments. As Mu Hao slowly crept forward, these black stone tablets, like ancient peerless demon beasts, gave people a feeling of incomparably cold, and the whole body was even more surrounded by ink-like black gas.

"Could it be a inheritance tombstone, like the existence in the tombstone building?" When Mu Hao saw these tombstones, his heart beat faster. He has always been calm, and it is rare for him to have such violent mood swings, and he cautiously walked towards the black stone tablet. However, the moment he really witnessed these stone tablets, the excitement in Mu Hao's eyes immediately disappeared, "What's the matter, how can there be so many cracks on these stone tablets?".

On the pitch-black stone stele, cracks were covered like spider webs, and its inky black mist rolled out from these cracks. Mu Hao could vaguely see that there was a fist mark on these stone tablets. It was as if it was this fist mark that almost shattered all these stone tablets. On the other side of the stele, a futon hovers in the air, and the darkness on it is irrelevant.

"Stepping on the sword, you can go up to the second floor. The hoarse voice sounded again in this dead silence. This voice seemed to sound behind Mu Hao, but when Mu Hao turned around and looked, it was empty, nothing, and the sound seemed to come from the sky.

With a slight frown, Mu Hao's gaze retracted on the black stone tablet, and then stepped on the futon. A dizziness that turned to the stars immediately swept towards Mu Hao. When this feeling disappeared, Mu Hao immediately raised his head and saw that he was in a vast space again.

Here, too, there are several black stone tablets standing in the center, but these stone tablets are broken, as if they have been cut with a knife. Mu Hao pressed his hand down in front of the black stone stele, except for the cold touch, these stone steles were no different from ordinary boulders.

"Stepping on the sword, you can go up to the third floor. The hoarse voice sounded again, as if it came from the Nine Abyss, cold and piercing. Hearing this, Mu Hao boarded the futon again after a slight hesitation.

In the third floor of Tongtian, there are still stone tablets standing, but these stone tablets are split into a pile of broken stones, as if they have been smashed by someone's palm. Mu Hao continued to move forward, and in the fourth floor of Tongtian, he also wanted a black stone stele, and eye-catching holes appeared on the stone stele, as if he had been pierced by a spear.

Witnessing this scene one after another, Mu Hao had a vague idea in his heart that these stone tablets were forcibly destroyed. Looking at the fourth futon, Mu Hao stepped on it again. It's just that at the moment when Mu Hao just stepped on, a terrifying repulsive force suddenly surged out of the futon, forcibly throwing Mu Hao's body out.

"Those who are under the merger period are not qualified to climb to the fifth floor of the sky. The hoarse voice sounded slowly, echoing in Mu Hao's ears. Mu Hao's brows furrowed slightly, and his sharp gaze swept across this void world, and said softly: "What are you?"

Dead silence, the whole world, only Mu Hao's voice echoed.

"Could it be the former powerhouse of the Sword Palace, but even if Xuan Lingtian is so strong, he has already turned into a handful of loess ......" Mu Hao's eyes changed uncertainly. Then his gaze turned to the futon that was close by. According to this voice, whether or not he can ascend to the several floors of the Babel Palace depends on his cultivation, as long as his cultivation does not match, this futon will not function, and even a terrible repulsive force will emerge.

"In other words, this futon can distinguish my cultivation realm, which is really evil. Mu Hao muttered, but a crazy thought appeared in his eyes, and the storage bracelet on his wrist flashed in vain. In an instant, a miserable white skeleton appeared beside Mu Hao.

Mu Hao hurriedly supported the skeleton with both hands, his body sank slightly, and then carried the skeleton and stepped on the futon with difficulty. At this time, the repulsive force on the futon immediately disappeared.

"The three-story sword trick is the only one, the nine floors of the tribulation period, and you can go up to the ninth floor of the sky. The hoarse voice sounded again, and Mu Hao's figure had already appeared on the fifth floor of Tongtian.

"The ninth layer of the Tribulation Period, is this Xuan Lingtian's cultivation? But this futon is really terrifying, just through Xuan Lingtian's bones, you can know his cultivation. ”

"Tongtian Ninth Floor!" Mu Hao's eyes showed excitement, holding Xuan Lingtian's bones, and walked straight towards the futon. On the sixth floor of Tongtian, there are still black stone tablets standing, but on these black stone tablets, there are also cracks spreading. The same is true for the seventh floor and the eighth floor. The same scene keeps appearing. After Mu Hao stepped on the ninth floor of Tongtian, Mu Hao's eyes changed.