Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess (Long Live the Mad Wife!)

Another five days of work!

In the past five days, Di Juechen has advanced again.

The higher the level, the more difficult it is to advance.

The spiritual power absorbed in these five days is not less than the last five days, and he has only advanced to the third level.

From the original fifth level of the gods to the eighth level of the gods!

The moment he broke through to the eighth level of the gods, it seemed that even a strange air flow appeared in the colorful space, and the whole space swayed uncontrollably.

"Ahhh, my God, you guys get out, get out." The guardian elf appeared from one side again, this time, her face seemed even more haggard.

"Sweetheart, what's the matter with you?" Feng Chuge had just finished being surprised by Di Juechen's strength, but now seeing Tianxin's expression, he suddenly rolled his eyes.

"Master, don't let this pervert come in again. If he comes in again, I think I'm about to turn into a little elf jerk." Sweetheart said with a sad face, her wings behind her waved feebly, and one hand , pointing weakly at Di Juechen. "He has absorbed too much spiritual energy. Look at the colorful space, it is shaking like this now, obviously it can't hold it."

That's right, the ground of the colorful space right now is shaking violently, as if an earthquake is about to occur.

"Didn't you say that anyone and anything can come in?"

"This is only the first level of space, my master." Sweetheart burst into tears. The good first-floor space was almost squeezed into ruins.

"The first layer of space is about to be turned into ruins by that pervert. If he doesn't go out, when the spiritual energy is completely absorbed by him, it will be impossible to complete it."

Feng Chuge frowned slightly.

"Okay, master, take him out quickly, and never let him in again in the future. Unless, you can open the second layer of space." The guardian elf said with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Feng Chuge paused slightly, but finally nodded lightly. "okay, I get it."

The eighth level of the gods! !

This kind of strength has never been seen by anyone in the entire Yuntian Continent.

Even if he reached the Promise Realm, he was still among the top experts.

One must know that Xuanyuan Zhan, the sect master of the Burning Heaven Clan in the Promise Realm, one of the three masters of the Promise Realm, is only at the ninth level of the gods.

And Xuanyuan Yuche, who considers himself a genius in the infinite realm, is only at the third level of the gods.

Ah no, Xuanyuan Yuche seems to be advancing too!

At this time, in the territory of Wuji, Xuanyuan Yuche looked at the Jin Yuandan in front of him that was emitting a little golden light, and his eyes were full of joy.

Jin Yuan Dan! He, after all, stole it from his father.

People below the realm of fairy spirits, once they take the Golden Yuan Pill, they will definitely be able to break through one level or two.

This Golden Yuan Pill was originally obtained by Xuanyuan Zhanhua who spent a lot of money and gave up a sub-helm of the Burning Heaven Clan, and finally obtained it from other places. It was only prepared to break through the fairy realm...

In the dark room, Xuanyuan Yuche looked at the Jin Yuan Pill carefully.

"Hehe, Jin Yuandan, after I use it, I will definitely be able to reach the fifth level of the gods, or even higher, Di Juechen, you just wait for the trick. I, Xuanyuan Yuche, will never lose to anyone!"

In the darkness, those cold eyes shone with a gloomy light.

...

In the end, Xuanyuan Yuche took the elixir, opened his lips, and slowly threw the elixir into his mouth.