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"The first battlefield and the second battlefield have been integrated. The first one to enter must be a strong man above Taiyi God!"

Looking down and looking down at the land of hundreds of millions of miles, the old man said calmly.

"Battlefield fusion? Wouldn't that be..."

Speaking of this, Ding Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The layout is unfolding, and the so-called saints’ betting is just a joke, and what the old man said later also confirms this.

The old man nodded, "The saints' betting battle is just a means to pass the time in endless years. It also avoids more saints' wars accordingly. From now on, the saints' betting battles may be calm for a while."

Ding Feng's heart moved and asked, "How many saints have been damaged here?"

"Forty-nine!" the old man said casually, "It's just in line with the saying of Tian Yan 49!"

"Forty-nine?"

Ding Feng's mind was shocked. That was a saint. He actually lost forty-nine. He thought it would be great to lose about ten positions, but there were so many.

"This place not only has forty-nine saints lost, but also a large number of strong men above Daluo, no less than hundreds of thousands. This is the forbidden land and there are endless opportunities. Now that it appears in the world, how many can withstand the temptation?" The old man said calmly, "The Daluo needs opportunities and pursues the way of quasi-saints. The quasi-saints want to seek the opportunity of saints. Of course, there are also top-quality spiritual treasures, even treasures, and even saints, and blood bones of creation!"

"After all...!" Ding Feng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked, "But how can we promote the integration of the three thousand worlds? Can we control the saints implement it?"

The old man showed a strange look and laughed: "Look on, you will truly understand that this is a cruel reality. Without realm, without cultivation, without power, there is no qualification to survive. Even the saints are the same!"

“Qualification to survive!”

Ding Feng's heart clenched tightly.

Qualifications to survive?

The same is true for saints?

What a cruel meaning is a plain sentence.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Ding Feng saw that a strong man had already arrived here.

Ming Yang is a Daluo Golden Immortal. However, Daluo has exhausted its potential in the middle stage. If you want to continue to improve your cultivation, it will be difficult to improve one step unless you have the opportunity to go against the will of heaven.

In order to go further, I entered the battlefield of all worlds, and for 300 billion years of fear, walking on thin ice, although I got the opportunity, it was not very useful for my cultivation.

But the strange phenomenon of the place where the saints and the destruction showed his true appearance, allowing him to see the opportunity and come here without hesitation.

"There are many murderous intentions, and the treasure light soars into the sky. It is really a place where danger and opportunity coexist!"

Mingyang walked in without hesitation. He knew that if he could not improve his cultivation, there would be no so-called freedom and freedom. The Daluo Jinxian seemed to be high and above, but in fact, he often had no choice but to do so.

"That fragment contains the aura of law, and it should be the broken top-quality spiritual treasure...!"

Ming Yang took a deep breath. There was a cloud of spiritual light in front of him, but he did not dare to walk over. "The broken spiritual treasure is not worth taking risks!"

He was careful and suppressed his greed. This was his experience of living for so long.

"Hey. That bracelet has a spatial meaning. It must be a storage spiritual treasure. It has no damage, but it is only a acquired medium-grade...!"

Ming Yang was hesitating and finally gave up. Because he felt that there was a hidden fluctuation of energy around the bracelet, and the medium-grade acquired spiritual treasure was not worth taking risks.

Just now, he had just left, a strong man from the late stage of Daluo rushed over, but as soon as he got the bracelet, a black light spewed out from the ground without waiting for inspection, corroding the strong man.

Seeing this situation, Mingyang shivered.

"It's really a step-by-step crisis!"

While looking back, Mingyang saw a strong man at the peak of Daluo flying over from a high altitude and immediately showed a sarcastic look. Before his smile had disappeared, he saw that the strong man was dismembered into millions of pieces out of thin air, and his immortal soul was shattered, and the whole thing turned into a sea of ​​vitality and integrated into the world.

"How can we fly at high altitudes? Another so-called genius with a profound foundation and always living under the protection of our elders!"

Ming Yang suppressed the turbulence in his heart, held the Bagua Tianji Pan in his hand, and crossed a mountain and saw a small river flowing with a clear view.

"This river is actually transformed by extremely pure vitality, comparable to the divine power of the Taiyi Heavenly God!"

After investigation, Mingyang took a breath. Although the river was not big, it contained shocking wealth. Moreover, he saw a rock in the center of the river directly in front of him. On the rock, an old green tree three feet tall. At the top of the tree, there was a green fruit with circles of threads covered with circles of threads.

"Da Luo Qingtian Fruit!"

Mingyang suddenly had his mind beating wildly, his eyes widened, and his blood almost pounced on him.

"The Daluo Qingtian Fruit, the legendary spiritual fruit of heaven and earth creation, is also called the Daluo Dao Fruit. As long as you take one, you can reach the peak of Daluo without any obstacles!"

Ming Yang forced himself to suppress the madness in his heart, but his body couldn't help but tremble. If a top-quality innate spiritual treasure was in front of him, he might be able to hold it back, but if Daluo Qingtian Fruit was in front of him, he would try it anyway.

"This is what I need, my real opportunity!"

After living for so long, he deeply understood a truth: spiritual treasures and backgrounds are not as important as their own cultivation.

Bang!

Ming Yang grabbed a piece of hair, blew his breath, and turned into an incarnation, and walked forward instead of him.

There is no danger on the river bank!

The river water is not dangerous!

The incarnation soon came to the rock, looked around, and found no danger, so she reached out and grabbed the Daluo Qingtian Fruit, but a blue light flashed on the fruit, shattering the incarnation into pieces.

"Innate spiritual creatures, have self-protection!"

Ming Yang bounced his finger and divided eight incarnations, surrounding the rocks, carefully and carefully investigated them. Nothing happened, which made him breathe a little relieved.

"But you can't be careless!"

Ming Yang was so cautious that he flipped his palm, took out a gourd, and murmured, "Try it, if it doesn't work..."

He slapped the bottom of the gourd and a white light spurted out from it, passing through the sky, wrapping around the fruit tree and pulling it back. But the fruit tree flowed in mist, and the light shone, resisting the pull of the white light.

Mingyang no longer hesitated and inspired a acquired and top-quality body-protecting spirit treasure, two medium-quality body-protecting spirit treasures, walked forward and came to the rock.

"Da Luo Qingtian Fruit, after getting it, leave here immediately...!"

While he was excitedly thinking, he reached out and grabbed it. What made his mind tremble was that he did not feel the light of the guardian spirit fruit.

"not good!"

He immediately reported it, but unfortunately it was too late. The spiritual fruit cracked and a black air spurted out from it. It penetrated into his body along his fingers. His body-protecting spiritual treasure had no effect at all.

Mingyang instantly stiffened, and after a moment, a wisp of black air flew out and sank into the Daluo Qingtian Fruit again. Mingyang's body suddenly collapsed and disappeared invisible, and even his spiritual treasure disappeared without a trace.

In the mountain palace, Ding Feng kept looking at Ming Yang and saw his own shadow from him: be careful, walking on thin ice!

In the end, Ming Yang died, which made his mind tremble.

"This person is cautious and rational and restrained. He lives for a long time, but unfortunately he still can't stand the test in the face of his own cultivation." The old man said, "It's not a big deal for him. His potential is limited and his strength cannot be improved, so he can only live in a frustration. If he sees the Daluo Qingtian Fruit, if it is someone else, he will pounce on him after seeing it. But he has tried several times, but unfortunately, his realm is limited after all, and it is difficult to detect danger!"

"What exactly is that black gas?"

Ding Feng sighed in his heart, "Why is a bright Yang a thousand living beings?"

"A ray of saint resentment!"

"The saint's resentment?"

"Well? It has not yet been nurtured with the consciousness of autonomy. It is just attached to the Daluo Qingtian Fruit, relying on instinct to swallow everything and promote one's own growth!"

Hearing the old man's explanation, Ding Feng blurted out, "Can you grow to the realm of a saint?"

"The saint's resentment may pass on some memories of the saint, but he is no longer a saint. Although it still contains the meaning of the holy path, it is difficult to grow into the realm of a saint!"

After the old man said that, Ding Feng was silent.

Looking down below, Ding Feng had a kind of sitting at the top of the world, like a God, looking down at an ant.

He saw a strong man obtaining a top-quality spiritual treasure. When he was happy, he was attacked and killed by a strong man.

He saw another quasi-saint who picked a purple spiritual flower, but suddenly, a rune appeared under his feet, smashing him to pieces.

On the other side, several strong men competed for an immortal holy bone, pierced through the mountain and cracked the earth, but a black shadow suddenly appeared and swallowed them one after another.

A stream of light flew through the sky, alarming dozens of quasi-saintly powerful men. Seeing the items in the stream of light, they couldn't help but shout: Holy weapon!

The holy weapon was like a stream of light, passing by in the sky, killing a quasi-saint, and finally sank into a mountain stream.

Ding Feng looked at it for a whole month, and in such a short period of time, he saw thousands of Daluo's losses and dozens of quasi-saints died, but he also saw someone getting great opportunities, and even broke through the realm in an instant and promoted from Daluo to quasi-saint.

"More is death!"

Ding Feng sighed quietly, closed his eyes, and in his mind, the small plane of the divine nature evolved, breaking the shackles and releasing potential. The entire small plane space set off an infinite storm, and the earth fire and Feng Shui surged out, turning into a chaotic craze.

Previous accumulation is completely released.

Rumble!

Rules evolve, laws intertwined, Taoist rhyme flowed, a destructive divine thunder suddenly appeared, exploded the chaos of the universe, broke the eternal loneliness, and the initial light appeared, the clear air rose, the turbid air sinks, and the evolution of heaven and earth.

The large plane is at least a thousand times larger than the previous space.

The divine nature also evolves by itself and reaches the realm of the gods, that is, the cultivation level of Taiyi Jinxian.

"Have you been ten years?"

This time, it took a full ten years to improve the cultivation level until now, which made Ding Feng sigh, but his strength was more than ten times stronger than before.

"Now if I encounter Ye Ti, who was the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian, at most three punches, I can kill him!"
To be continued...