Gao Wu: Amplified billions of times, I will rule forever

Shortly after Ye Fan left, a man in black appeared here. He was the deacon of the Ten Thousand Races Sect.

This man in black looked burly, with a gleam in his eyes.

"What a terrifying aura!"

It sensed the remaining aura, and a fearful expression flashed in its eyes. He knew that the 7th level here was a level 7 town commander-level beast, but it was solved. It was really a terrifying genius.

He decisively gave up and sneak attacked the genius, and prepared to go to other passages.

Such a person was no longer something he could deal with.

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In another passage.

Wang Chongyang sat on the ground and exhaled a long breath. There were red flames all around him.

He used the state of fire and the powerful martial arts he had practiced, and finally killed the three-headed demon snake with great difficulty.

Although the monster had strong vitality, it still couldn't withstand the continuous attacks.

Now it has turned into a corpse and fell to the ground. The three heads have been beaten to pieces and can no longer recover.

In his hand, there is an extra monster crystal stone of the commander level.

"Let you become the nourishment for me to break through to the town commander!" Wang Chongyang's eyes seemed to be burning with fire. He was confident that he was definitely the first to kill a level 7 monster.

People outside should be shocked by his strength.

So he was very proud at the moment, thinking that everyone was looking at him with awe.

And he wanted to break through to become a town commander at this moment, and then pass the 8th level! The 9th level!

He wanted to let everyone know that he was the king of this competition!

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In another passage.

Bei Lishang was still using his skills. Countless sword qi circled in the sky, constantly slashing at the rock giant in front of him.

He felt that he was really unlucky to encounter such a terrifying defense of the Ten Thousand Races. Otherwise, if it was any other level 7 Ten Thousand Races, he would have killed them long ago.

""Wail under my sword intent!"

Bei Lishang was really angry now. He had been fighting for a long time and had consumed more than half of his own true energy, but he only caused a few wounds to the rock giant in front of him, and did not kill it.

So he was now ready to use his strongest killing move, focusing all his strength on one point to end this difficult battle!

He raised the sword in his hand, and the terrifying true energy surged and gathered on this long sword, and there was a violent whistling sound around him.

""Cut!"

He chopped with his sword, and the heaven and earth roared, as if resonating with his sword intent!

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In Long Aotian's passage, his opponent, the Sword Horned Demonic Dragon, also had numerous scars all over his body.

""Roar!"

This terrifying monster roared, and the terrifying Qi was raging, tearing the ground apart, and it was completely mad.

But he was facing Long Aotian!

Long Aotian's wind state of mind was also at full power at this moment. The terrifying wind state of mind plus his true Qi power condensed into wind blades that kept cutting the sword-horned dragon in front of him one after another.

Moreover, his wind could change into any shape, making the sword-horned dragon on the ground defenseless.

"Level 7 beasts are really hard to kill! But it took me so long, so it's not bad!"

""Wind of all things, listen to my call, hurricanes will destroy everything!"

When he said this, the wind around him suddenly became violent and powerful.

Three terrifying tornadoes instantly condensed around him, drowning the sword-horned dragon in front of him.

In the tornado, the sword-horned dragon wailed, and it was obvious that it could not hold on any longer and was going to die under this move.

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In another passage.

There was bright red blood everywhere. A man stood here. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was bloodshot. This man was Situ Kongming. He grabbed the neck of a deacon of the Ten Thousand Races with his hand. The other party had no chance of survival, but he was still smashed to the ground again and again. His body was smashed to pieces and bloody.

But he still didn't stop.

Even the level 7 monster that was fighting with him looked at Situ Kongming with a trace of fear in his eyes, thinking that the man in front of him was simply a lunatic.

In fact, Situ Kongming knew that he had no hope of winning the championship, so he wanted to vent his anger.

His dark state of mind was the most outstanding among the lower three levels of state of mind, and he had comprehended it to a very high level. With the help of mental power, he could be invincible. He was one of the most popular candidates to win the championship, but this dream was shattered.

He smashed it countless times, threw the corpse in his hand aside, and then looked at the spider monster with cold eyes.

"It's your turn next!"

A terrifying mental force burst out, accompanied by a dark state of mind, and the spider monster fell into endless darkness.

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At this moment, Murong Qingfeng's body was flowing with violent thunder power, and the beast he was dealing with had already fallen in a pool of blood, blasted into pieces by his violent thunder.

He also successfully passed the 7th level, holding a beast crystal in his hand, preparing to refine it, impact the realm of Zhenjiang, and enter the 8th level. At this moment, he also confidently believed that he was the first place, no one was faster than him, he was destined to be the king, destined to win the championship!

As for the other peerless Tianjiao, Xuanyuan Long was still struggling with the seventh-level monster beast, and he didn't know when the battle would end.

His physical strength was extremely powerful, and the artistic conception power he comprehended was also a terrifying artistic conception of power, which could increase his own strength.

So he looked more violent when dealing with the monster beast, and the monster beast that was beaten with fists and flesh wailed in pain, and it seemed that it would not last too long.

These peerless Tianjiao looked bright, but no one was paying attention to them now.

Instead, they all looked at the video of channel 1000, wanting to see how Ye Fan would perform next.

Lord of Tianhe Province, now it is completely certain that Ye Fan is definitely the champion this time!

Of course, the other city lords don’t think so. They want to see Ye Fan lose, and don’t want him to sweep all the way and win the championship.

At this moment, Lord Wang finally came to his senses, but he is now a little numb from the shock. He just wants to see Ye Fan’s next performance. Will it exceed his expectations?

He knows that the Ten Thousand Races in the 8th level have reached the third level of Zhenjiang, and countless geniuses have been buried in his hands.

He has seen some peerless geniuses enter the 8th level, full of confidence, but they were beaten to death!

With the fluctuations of the space channel, Ye Fan in the video finally came to the 8th level.

The first thing Ye Fan saw was snow. A lot of snow covered the ground, as if putting a new layer of clothes on the earth.

There are no buildings here, only wind and snow, like a land of wind and snow.

Gusts of cold wind, as sharp as a blade

""Boom!"

Ye Fan was about to search for the traces of the monster, but he heard a huge noise, and the ground was shaking, as if an earthquake was coming.

Ye Fan looked ahead and saw a huge black shadow, like a moving castle, approaching here step by step.