In front of everyone, Luo Yu spread his golden fire wings, transformed into his original body, flying phoenix, and slashed his body, and the two huge wings burst out with a huge fire.

As everyone's pupils closed, some people dared not look anymore. Luo Yu's body was the true fire of the sun, and his natal inheritance, but his cultivation level...

In comparison, it is still worse than the giant ape Fang Kun, and the ending... is naturally miserable...

But an amazing scene happened like this...

Luo Yu flew down with his teeth and flew down Fang Qiongjian. The two huge fire wings flapped out the ultimate flames. It was easy and relaxed to suppress Fang Qiongjian.

The surging sun fire had no room to exert, and all hit the flame waves of the fire pool, arousing a surging heat. The black fire splashed all over, Luo Yu subconsciously flew away from the fire pool until he landed on the ground and turned into Chengren's body. He didn't understand why he defeated the Kaitian holy object that could kill Fang Kun in one move.

Strange, so strange.

There was a silence under the fire pool, and all the saints stared at Luo Yu with their eyes wide open, and they looked at Luo Yu in a daze. Could it be that Luo Yu's cultivation level is higher than that of Fang Kun? What a joke? If you have that kind of advanced ability, can you be scared to sweat?

so……

There is a problem with the sacred relics of the fire pool opening...

"Haha!" The yellow-robed demon cultivator suddenly burst out laughing, looking at Kuangqiong with a distorted face while laughing, and said, "So that's it. No wonder you let everyone stop every battle. It turns out that this treasure still needs to inject the true essence of fire before fighting again. Before thirty breaths arrive, what about the holy object of Kaitian? After eating the Death Magnificent Palm, it looks like a waste."

"Wow!"

After hearing the words of the demon cultivator in the yellow robe, the whole audience was moved. When he was looking at Kuangqiong, he clearly felt a hint of resentment and hatred. He was actually fooled by someone and he was fooled around.

Luo Yao was the most miserable and actually lost a Heavenly Saint Master of the Twenty-sixth Heaven.

The saints of heaven stared at Kuang Qiong, but De Mei looked at the yellow-robed demon cultivator with a deep meaning. At one moment, Kuang Qiong's seemingly majestic posture instantly became smaller.

But no one dared to scold him. Who knew how much cultivation the old monster who mastered the Twelve Divine Pools had reached?

Seeing this, Kuang Qiong was stunned and then shocked. After a moment, he returned to normal. He sighed and stretched out his hand and put away Fang Qiongjian with a ray of fire. He said, "It's another ancient monster. Forget it. Since you can see it, you can withdraw the first level. You can go."

As he spoke, Kuang Qiong looked at the Tiansheng present with a playful look, and suddenly asked with a smile: "But the Baqiong bow in the second level is still intact. I wonder which one has the courage to pass the first round first? Well? Maybe the few fellow Taoists present did have the means to defeat the Baqiong bow, but they just don't know who will take the action first?"

The situation is already very clear. After all, the Kaitian Holy Object is a dead object and is definitely not invincible. It only takes one battle, as long as you seize the opportunity and challenge it continuously, it will be no difficulty for the rest of the people to pass the test.

But then again, the twelve divine pools are obviously more difficult than the other level. The Kaitian holy relics can restore the cultivation of the most powerful saint with the thirty breaths of the flame wave in the fire pool. Others can't do it.

Even if there are the Demonic Spirit among the saints and the cultivation level of the yellow-robed demon cultivator, who is willing to be the pioneer will help the other saints who are not in this clan to solve this problem.

It has to be said that the provocation in Kuangqiong's words was full of provocation, and it caused the masters of the clans present to fall into deep thoughts.

Seeing that everyone was not talking, Kuangqiong laughed and said, "It's true that this is still the case. Selfishness is the inner demon. Even though several people have escaped from the great sea of ​​suffering in the world, the inner demons still remain. You should think about this problem carefully. Come on, I will take you to the guardian of the second level. Haha."

Kuangqiong said, leaving in the dust.

The Tiansheng stood innocently, feeling that the giant's secret realm was in great danger, but he refused to miss the opportunity to get the ninth Tianshi. He was in a dilemma for a moment.

Hunzang frowned and approached the real leader of the Emperor's Soul lineage, De Mei, and asked in a low voice: "Master, what should we do next?"

The faint charming smiled, his eyes wandered among the saints, and said with a smile: "It's okay, do you think the ancient sects were called in vain? Today I am not the only one who came here. It seems that the ancient catastrophe was delayed by the sky. Several old friends have already realized the way of will."

"What does Master mean?" Hunzang's heart burst into tears, as if he had heard something.

De Mei did not answer, and looked at the yellow-robed demon cultivator deeply. The latter looked back with a sympathetic look. The two of them had a look of each other, and shining sparks burst out.

"Purple Gold Mad Dragon, Long Ze!"

...

The words are divided into two ends, each showing one branch.

Just as the saints entered the Baqin Pool, Long Ao also started his second battle. By the Blood Dome Pool, Lu Chen was staring at the crazy knife full of bloody smell.

Lu Chen was covered in blood. The battle just now was extremely thrilling. The Blood Dome Knife gathered a river of blood, and the blood clouds covered the sky. Lu Chen used his skillful hundreds of refinements and thousands of hammers to almost defeat him. The battle was very worried. Although he won, it was like both sides were injured.

After finally breathing a sigh of relief, Lu Chen stood up, looked at the Blood Dome Sword, and felt the rapid improvement of his own space domain level, and couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

"After passing the three levels, the cultivation speed will soar. If I continue like this, if I can pass the twelve divine pools, my cultivation should be able to reach the peak of the thirty-third level of heaven, and the space field can reach at least 80 billion miles, and the thirty-third level of heaven are all..."

After three battles, Lu Chen felt a lot. He found that during the process of passing the level, since he was full of effort in each battle, coupled with the pure Yuan Black Evil Heart Fire in the fire pool, his cultivation level was improved super perverted. Under the twenty-fifth level, it was seven hundred billion miles. Moreover, this number was still changing subtly, becoming more and more terrifying.

If it continues, it is natural to reach a giant.

Of course, Lu Chen is not a fool. Some environments can force people to improve their cultivation to an amazing speed, but when you come back and try to use this as a medium to stimulate your own potential, the effect will be very weak, so the three divine pools can only be beaten once, and it will not be of any benefit to do it again.

And Lu Chen is a human being, even if he is a Tiansheng, he needs a certain amount of time to recover.

After three consecutive battles, Lu Chen would not have been much better than Long Ao if it weren't for the nine-body sentient beings of the Great Yan Immortal Art and the powerful and boundless magical cultivation.

The will of the heavens and the nine bodies of Hunyuan are all the capitals that Lu Chen can quickly pass through the three levels in one fell swoop, and none of them are missing.

And next, Lu Chen didn't dare to challenge him immediately. He needed some time to recover.

He was naturally a waste of time by regulating his breathing cross-legged. Lu Chen didn't know that he was almost caught up with, and he could only stop next to the fire pool at the fourth level.

"Thirty Breaths." Lu Chen did not leave the Blood Divine Sword God Pool, but sat on the edge and meditated to adjust his breathing, observing the changes of the Blood Divine Sword. After watching for a while, Lu Chen discovered something hateful. The Blood Divine Sword was defeated by himself and returned to the fire pool. It actually took a full thirty Breaths to recover as before.

With this discovery, Lu Chen couldn't help but be shocked: If someone discovers this secret and challenges it repeatedly, wouldn't Yun Er and Chen Xiangmiao easily pass the level with just one person's strength?

This is a good thing, but it is bad. If Yu Daozi and King Yan find out, the two of them will succeed in passing the level without any effort. Wouldn't it be cheaper for such villains?

"Damn the Divine Pond, I didn't expect Kuangqiong to have any mistakes. Forget it, don't think about it. I want to recover quickly and try to pass a few more levels, so that I can improve my cultivation more."

In the ancient catastrophe, Lu Chen did not think that only the tribes participated in the war. This was the case back then. Zhu Tian offended Taipangu God and was chased by many giants. What if he took Zhu Tian's footsteps? No, history must not be repeated.

With this idea, Lu Chen walked away and rushed to the fourth pass: Chenqiong Sword.

After roughly understanding the cultivation of these holy objects in the sky, Lu Chen relied on a breath of true vitality, the powerful ancient Brahma Saint's method of refining fire in the sky, and the great secret technique of the heavenly world, Tiangang Black Yang, constantly passing through the levels and succeeding continuously.

Chenqiong Sword, Soul Sky Ruler, Sky Devouring Spear, World Sky Pestle, Wind Sky Salper, Yue Qiong Stick... After three days, Lu passed the eighth level and finally arrived at the tenth level, next to the Lengqiong Thorn Fire Pool.

After repeated fierce battles, Lu Chen thought that he was either lucky or smart, and Chen Xiangmiao and the other four were far ahead of Yun'e, but he didn't know that there were not only four people following him, but almost all the heavenly saints in the three realms of heaven were all here. He also suspicious of each other and slowly walked forward.

But even so, the team of Tiansheng also followed the tenth level, Leng Qiongtao, which was only one step away from Lu Chen.

After several times of Lian Zhan, Lu Chen was exhausted and relied on a tenacity to support him. When he reached the third to the end, Lu Chen finally couldn't hold on.

His body, which was almost deficient, repeatedly tempered his meridians, almost exhausting the true essence of the nine Dharma bodies, allowing him to jump into the fire pool and meditate and regulate his breathing face to face with Diqionghing.

After passing through the barriers, Lu Chen did not check his body any longer. He took a break. When Lu Chen returned his divine thoughts to the sea of ​​consciousness, he was immediately frightened by the vast space inside.

"A hundred billion miles?"

Lu Chen was so scared that his chin was almost dragging on the ground. My goodness, I didn't realize it was wrong. From the first level of heaven to the thirty-first level, it had reached hundreds of billions of miles, and even the thirty-two and thirty-third levels of heaven reached one hundred and eighty billions of miles. God, I will soon be the strongest Heavenly Saint. This speed is too perverted.

The strongest Heavenly Saint, the thirty-third level of heaven, has different space scopes according to the different surnames of the monk Wu, but now his space field has been opened up so many, which is definitely an unexpected surprise.

"What is the ultimate of the Heavenly Saint? Is the realm space infinite? If there is no will to reach the giant, what will happen if the Tiansheng in the thirty-third heaven continues to expand?"
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