A faint golden light continued to overflow from Zhan Wuque's body surface.

"What is that? How could Zhan Wuque emit golden light?"

"Did he break through?"

"Impossible! He must have had some chance to go against the will of heaven!"

Everyone exclaimed.

The Son of God looked ugly and stepped back onto the steps.

He wants to seize Zhan Wuque’s luck!

Zhan Wuque is already perverted enough. If he gets luck again, he may not be able to suppress him by then!

The 910th floor!

Zhan Wuque stepped up with his legs trembling.

If you look closely, you will find that half of his forehead is golden and half full of cracks.

The pressure here is too terrifying!

Nine hundred levels are no longer spiritual storms, but.

Physical storm!

This storm is so strong that even the peak Martial King is shocked!

Zhan Wuque was carrying an ancient sacred mountain at this time, and his waist was bent down fiercely.

All pores began to flow out fine blood beads.

The five internal organs are about to split!

Zhan Wuque beat the storage bag and a elixir suddenly fell into his hand.

Misty flowers, fourth-level healing medicine.

This is Zhan Wuque once sold at the imperial capital auction, but now it really comes in handy.

Throw the mist into your mouth.

As soon as the mist flowers entered the mouth, they turned into a rich vitality and merged into the injured area. A thin layer of green light curbed the injuries.

It is obvious that even the misty flowers will be difficult to play any major role in this case.

But these are enough for the battle.

Taking advantage of his injury, he rushed hard again!

Nine hundred and twenty floors!

And at this time the Son of God has arrived at the 450th floor!

But this is almost at his limit. Every time you pass the level, the power of the spiritual storm will increase greatly!

He can't stand it!

"Impossible! Why can he do it easily?"

The Son of God's eyes were red.

He was unwilling to admit that it was better than Zhan Wuque.

But the facts are right in front of you.

His limit is just the height of Zhan Wuque jumping around once!

Nine hundred and twenty-third floors!

Zhan Wuque sat here panting, feeling unwilling to accept it.

The pressure here is too great, and he is almost at his limit, and it is difficult to reach the next level.

Although the price is heavy, the rewards are also quite impressive.

A layer of dirt on Zhan Wuque's body surface was forced out under pressure.

This is the medicine residue hidden in Zhan Wuque's body, and it is some impurities deep in the body for a long time.

After being discharged, Zhan Wuque obviously felt a slight ease all over his body.

The body became a little stronger, and there was a faint light on the 106th small meridians in the body.

This is a sign that even if the small pulse is broken!

He glanced back casually, and when he saw the Son of God still climbing upwards, Zhan Wuque's mouth showed an inexplicable smile.

I just didn't have the magic pill to break through now, so the Son of God gave it to me.

Speaking of the Son of God, while he was lowering his head and gritting his teeth, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

He looked up suddenly and happened to see Zhan Wuque grinning at him.

‘"Bang"!

The Son of God was knocked down with a punch.

On such a high stairs, the Son of God was suppressed too hard and almost stood still and beat Zhan Wuque.

He picked up the Son of God's storage bag, and Zhan Wuque raised it and threw him on the 600th floor.

There was already beyond the limit of the Son of God, and the Son of God screamed and was directly suppressed.

After opening the storage bag and taking a look, there were countless Yuan stones and piles of spiritual medicines.

The spiritual medicines plundered by the temple's men should have been handed over to the Son of God, otherwise there would have been so many, but now they are all cheaper.

"Get the storage bag."

Zhan Wuque fell down the steps and walked towards Bell.

"What do you want to do? This is my hard-working family. Don't go too far."

Bell retreated.

Zhan Wuque took off the storage bag on Liu Rufeng's body.

How could Liu Rufeng block the angry blow of Canglang King? The body had already become cold.

The Canglang King, who was lying in the deep pit, was still breathless, but no one approached him.

"rub"!

Zhan Wuque cut off the head of the Canglang King with one knife and flipped out the two storage bags hidden on him.

When Bell saw Zhan Wuque chopping off the head of the Canglang King without hesitation, he was so scared that he trembled and turned around and was about to escape.

The sword flashed, and the Bell man's head separated.

"Oh my God, is Zhan Wuque crazy?"

"It's over, the Bei family and the Liu family will never give up"!

Pick up the storage bag on Bell's body, opened it and glanced at it for a moment.

There were hundreds of spiritual medicines and some Yuan stones lying inside.

The fat and fat people from these families must have handed over it to the clan members to get so much.

"Brother Zhan, if you lack spiritual medicine, I have some here, so you can use it first."

The prince untied the storage bag, and Jiang Nana and Jiang Su also untied the storage bag.

"You have established too many enemies now, I'm afraid it's a while,"

Before the prince finished speaking, a group of people rushed in from Guwai.

"Su family! Qing family! There are also Bei family and Liu family"!

"Many people, seeing that they are coming in full force, can't they come to Zhan Wuque to settle the score?"

"No, Mr. Bei was killed"!

"Mr. Liu is dead too"!

"Who did it?"

The group of warriors rushed into the valley and happened to see Bell's head and Liu Rufeng's corpse.

"Who! My Bei family wants to kill his nine clans"!

"The Liu family will never stop until death"!

"It's you"!

There was Qin Ming in the crowd.

The son of the deacon of Guiyi Pavilion!

"It's him, it's him who killed Mr. Bei and Mr. Liu"!

The warrior who had been shot by the prince before jumped out and shouted.
To be continued...