The secret realm of power in Ye Junlang's body was about to burst into the secret realm of power. The Nine Yang Qi and Blood that were constantly breeding from his flesh and blood were injected into the secret realm of power. The Nine Yang Qi and Blood stimulated were more thick and fierce than before, as if at that moment of life and death, his own Nine Yang Qi and Blood had been further transformed.

Now, this power secret realm of Nine Yang Qi and Blood that has undergone transformation has also stimulated a deeper potential in the secret realm of his own power. A new power of the secret realm emerged like a tide, and it rushed upwards and had already touched the barrier of the fifth level of the secret realm!

As long as he breaks through this barrier, he will successfully break through the realm and his own strength will enter the fifth level of the secret realm.

The power of the secret realm that Ye Junlang's own power gathered in the secret realm was like the rise and fall of the tide. When the tide rose, it was rushing towards the barrier with the rushing momentum. Then the tide of power fell back. After another excitement, after condensation, a new round of power tide formed, which once again impacted the barrier.

This repeated and continuous impact also caused the extremely strong barrier to appear a trace of loosening.

During this process, Ye Junlang also suffered great pain and pressure. You should know that he is now covered in scars and suffers severe internal injuries. His physical fitness is on the verge of exhaustion.

Martial arts breaking through realms is extremely important and critical. A person needs to maintain a good physical and mental state, otherwise he will fail if he is not careful.

The breaking of the secret realm of power is equivalent to expanding the secret realm of your own strength. Only in this way can we accommodate the more pure and powerful secret realm power after the breaking of power.

The expansion of the secret realm of power requires a strong body as a carrier to avoid the sudden increase in the power of the secret realm that suddenly exceeds the body's carrying capacity at the moment of successful breakthrough.

Now, Ye Junlang is almost in an extremely weak state, with scars on his body. Generally speaking, in this case, it is extremely unwise to choose to break the realm. To put it bluntly, there is no big difference between seeking death.

If you are seriously injured, you choose to break the realm. Once you succeed, the injured body cannot bear the sudden increase in the power of the secret realm, and will suffer a serious backlash. At the very least, you will be in a devil, or at the worst, you will die on the spot.

Ye Junlang also understood this, but he had no choice.

Only by breaking the realm can he have a stronger foundation and strength to fight with the angels. As for whether his body can be carried after breaking the realm, he thinks it should be possible and has a certain degree of confidence.

After all, his body was strong enough to withstand the attacks and killings of angels, and his bones were not broken, which shows that his body was far stronger than others.

"Come again!"

Ye Junlang's eyes sank, and he frantically mobilized the power tide stimulated by his own power, forming a huge wave of rage ocean power, and once again impacted the barrier.

laugh!

Under the impact of this round of power tide, a crack was faintly hit by the barrier.

At the same time, Ye Junlang's mind was shocked, and his qi and blood were suddenly disordered, as if he was hit by some backlash force, which almost made him unstable and became obsessed with it.

Ye Junlang took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and condensed the power of the Nine Yang Qi and Blood again. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. As the barrier was washed out of a crack, he knew that he was not far from the successful breakthrough.

"Bloods, hold on, I'll come and fight side by side with you!"

Ye Junlang muttered to himself and looked up at the fierce battle ahead.

...

Scream! Scream!

The blood-colored sword lights spread across the sky, and the sword lights were like training, carrying an endless killing sword intent, slashing towards the angels.

The angel's face was extremely solemn. He was fighting seriously, because every sword light attacked might suddenly break into two sword lights, and then attack from two tricky angles.

Xue Tu's fission sword force is definitely the most terrifying knife-like killing move in the dark world.

The Angels were not in a hurry to attack. He was more defensively and constantly resisting the sword-like attacks of Xue Tu. During the parry, his steps continued to approach the direction of Xue Tu.

However, Xue Tu's fission sword force was too terrifying, and its speed was like lightning. It would be impossible to resist all these sword styles.

Therefore, several sword wounds were added to the angels, one of which was still very serious. On the side of his waist, bones could be seen almost deep, and blood was constantly flowing out.

The angels didn't care at all. He was still working steadily and constantly approaching the blood slaughter.

A murderous intent flashed on Xue Tu's cold face. The blood sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and bloody sword lights suddenly rose. He changed his move again, and in an instant, he burst out with even more fierce and fatal killing moves. Fission sword forces suddenly generated from the void, strangling the angels at the speed of lightning.

"roar!"

At this moment, the Angels turned defense into attack. He roared and jumped forward. The blood-colored sickle in his hand continued to rotate, and in an instant, forming a blood-colored shield in front of him, covering his whole body.

The fission swords attacked and a sound of calendered calendered all of them on the shield that turned the blood-colored sickle wheel.

Scream! Scream!

The angels attacked strongly, and the blood-colored sickle in their hands kept slashing forward, infusing his own majestic and mysterious power, making each attack carry a power of breaking mountains and cracking stones.

Xue Tu raised the knife across the distance, and the long blood-colored sword came out of the sky, looking calm and comfortable.

At this time, the blood-colored sickle slashed horizontally again, and the curved hook slashed on the Blood Sword Knife. At that moment, the curved hook of the blood-colored sickle in the hands of the Angels suddenly hooked and pulled it, and in an instant, the blade of the blood-colored sword in the Blood Slayer's hand was actually to the card owner.

boom!

Almost at the same time, before Xue Tu could draw his sword out, the angel's left punch had already rushed towards Xue Tu's face.

This is exactly the way the angels found to restrain the blood slaughter.

He has one more hand than Xue Tu, which will give him an irreplaceable advantage.

The Angel's fist came in an instant. Xue Tu held a knife in his left hand, but his right arm was empty. If his arms were intact, he would naturally have another hand to free up to block the Angel's punch.

The problem is, no, his right arm has been cut off!

Xue Tu is also a generation of strong men who once traversed the dark world. He has faced countless life and death crises. Therefore, when the Angels punched him, he kicked his right leg upwards and punched him across the angels.

However--

Bang!

When Xue Tu raised his leg, the Angel's right leg swept across the side of Xue Tu's waist like a long whip.
Chapter completed!