Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"It's really unpredictable to climb the God's long rank, which makes us use our strong cards. It's really rare... It seems that as long as we continue to practice hard, we will have the opportunity to climb the God's realm in the future..."

After all the members of the Yu nationality climbed the steps, Gu Jian looked calm and didn't pay attention to the flying feather flowers on the fifth floor.

"Damn it, I finally climbed up!"

After a cup of tea, Baru climbed up ninety-nine steps in a panic. His divine tattoo was very dim. He ignored the others, opened his mouth and swallowed several pills and began to recover.

On the long step of climbing God, Ye Feng, who was heavy footed, said nothing, but they were climbing hard

"Hahaha, it's really a silver wax gun head. It's useless. Terran boy, don't support it. Get down quickly!"

"It's a joke that the four empty realms are trying to lead people through the customs!"

The defeated fighters below began to ridicule and ridicule one after another.

"Useless work, stupid!"

Brahma at the top also gave a cold laugh. Without powerful cards and treasures, it was extremely difficult for him to pass, not to mention taking two mops?

In this way, thinking of climbing the long order of God is tantamount to a fool's dream.

The red haired aquarium woman shook her head gently. She could barely take one person with her "wanlei prison". Ye Feng's move was suicide.

"Ah, bah!"

Balu, who was practicing, opened one eye, spit hard at the eighty-five steps and grinned, "if he can get there, I'm his son!"

Ye Feng on the steps is still walking slowly, Yuan Li fluctuates constantly, and seems to fall at any time.

"Seventy eight, seventy-nine..."

Martial artists of all ethnic groups took the time to recover and watched Ye Feng ascend the steps.

"Eighty five!"

When leaf maple stood at the 85 level, the look of all people was ugly, and it was very difficult to use any means to support this step by virtue of the strength of the body.

Baru looked like he had seen a ghost. His eyes almost fell off. Thinking of what he had said before, he wanted to cut off his tongue.

After a short stay, Ye Feng took another step. Every step was very difficult. When he reached the ninetieth step, his legs began to tremble and his temples burst.

Ninety first.

Ye Feng's body shook violently, like the remnant leaves in the wind, and almost fell and rolled down.

Yuan Li automatically rushed out of his limbs and bones. Every inch of his flesh and blood was shining to resist the huge pressure like a mountain. On Ye Feng's face, his muscles were twisted, like carrying a whole mountain, and he couldn't even straighten up.

It can be seen with the naked eye that a majestic force of gravity fell from the void and hit Ye Feng's back.

"No!"

After careful observation, the red haired aquarium woman suddenly changed color and said seriously, "the Taoist power on this man seems to be heavier than us."

"Nonsense, self righteous things, with two useless wastes, it's just self inflicted."

With disapproval in his eyes, Baru mocked maliciously that if he didn't use the barbarian tattoo, he would never reach the ninetieth level. The barbarians are famous for their strong flesh, but now, it's obvious that Ye Feng, a warrior of the human race, has pressed him down. With his former hatred, there's no reason for him not to be angry.

So far, Ye Feng is the only one who has completely resisted the Taoist power of climbing the divine order with his flesh, and has not even used martial arts treasures.

"You're wrong. Even without the drag of those two people, he bears more Taoist power than we do. How can I look away?"

The red haired aquarium woman showed dignity in her eyes.

Although the martial arts who ascend the divine level have high and low levels, but the physical and physical gap is not too much, so everyone bears the same Dao power. Why alone this man warrior, the Tao power that he bears will be far above them?

Is it difficult... Is this boy's body different from theirs?

Brahma and Gu Jian were also surprised. They all felt something wrong. In their hearts, there was a strange feeling involving their mind.

"Look, he's on the ninety-two steps."

"If you go up again, you can't bear it alone. It's your own way to death..."

Dong!

After waiting for about ten breaths, Ye Feng stepped out again. When he took this step, the scene between heaven and earth suddenly changed. There were layers of magic Qi surging in the empty void.

With a bang, it seemed that thousands of troops came out of thin air.

It was a body of Yin, holding the blood dripping blade, holding the meaning of surprise, cut to leaf maple.

Ye Feng on the steps suddenly looked up and looked very dignified.

His steps stopped abruptly on the steps.

In his sea of knowledge, it was the terrible scene in front of him. The corpses were walking on their shoulders and wanted to kill their spirit.

"Come on!"

Ye Feng drank so much that his blood was boiling and his endless war intention was burning. He rushed to the Yin corpse with a mang killing knife. Yuan Li turned into countless floating lights, and green and dark fire swept out.

This is the world of spiritual power. It is completely another battlefield.

"Wow, is it a real scene... Or... Fantasy!"

The sudden horror scene stunned all the martial artists. Balu couldn't continue his cultivation, stared at the beads and shouted.

"Truth and falsehood are the same. This is the real test of climbing God. If you want to pass, you must defeat those Yin corpses in the spiritual world... But why is his test so difficult?"

"I don't have this step at all..."

In contrast, their test is indeed much easier.

Even on the steps, another strong man like an iron tower of the Terran is relatively relaxed and has accelerated his pace, surpassing Ye Feng.

And that man, obviously, did not suffer from the war of the spiritual world

After a while, the sun and moon in Brahma's eyes turned brilliantly, and some said helplessly: "our family has records about the endless tower. It is said that the more talented people are, the more difficult the test will be."

"Do you mean that the boy's talent... Is still above me?"

Baru shouted angrily, as if he could not accept the reality.

"It seems right. He is indeed a strong enemy."

Shuimu interrupted.

"Hum..."

"What about the strong talent? Didn't anyone tell you that Shenwu never lacks genius. A genius who dies in swaddling clothes can only be regarded as a cold corpse."

Brahma looked gloomy and cold.

There are words in Shuimu muddy words, which is to warn them that once they let each other grow up, it will become a great trouble.

But who doesn't know this truth? Now that he has become an enemy, who will give him a chance to grow up?

Poof!

On the ninety-two steps, leaf maple spewed a mouthful of blood.

Although it was only a moment to stand on this step, he had already had a fierce battle in the spiritual world.

Using all kinds of means, martial arts, sword, green black and quiet fire, and spiritual strength, he finally made a way of blood.

Bent, he stepped on his own blood and stepped up ninety-three steps.

Boo

The breath of vicissitudes came like the wind, and it was an ancient battlefield slowly unfolding, in which the earth collapsed, the ground cracked countless cracks, and the rolling magma spewed out flames one after another.

The broken battlefield was full of corpses, and terrible monsters and fierce birds were everywhere, howling with hunger to tear leaf maple to pieces.

This scene flashed by. Although it was only a short moment, many martial artists still felt num