Zhonghuan City.

Qing Boze walked aimlessly on Zhonghuan Avenue.

"It shouldn't be..."

"I, Qing Boze, are the strongest genius!"

"Why? Why is this?"

Qing Boze whispered.

His face turned pale.

Hair is drifting.

The breath is scattered.

Qing Boze paused, took a deep breath, turned his head and glanced back, clenched his fists, and roared in his heart: "Fang Cheng! Fang Cheng!"

Fang Cheng broke through the four floors in one fell swoop and went straight to the ninth floor.

This made Qing Boze's view of the universe a little collapse.

It is true that when the reserve guards were selected, Fang Cheng looked down on the king's posture and invincible domain mirror, but that was already over.

One year above the stars and one year below the stars, the stars rotate in turn.

But.

Fang Cheng was already ignored by Qing Boze, and he even felt that he was about to surpass Fang Cheng. It was at this mentality that this happened.

"The ninth floor!"

Qing Boze gritted his teeth and walked towards Zhonghuan Tower.

In a year, I finally made it through the ninth floor.

Even though I, Qing Boze, have not made any effort, it is definitely not a problem to strengthen one layer on the basis of the three layers and break through another layer.

This time, I swear to be the king!

"snort."

Qing Boze snorted and walked towards Zhonghuan Tower.

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Zhonghuan Avenue.

The blue-robed rafter smiled lightly, his palms curled and stretched out, as if playing a piano-like instrument.

As his fingers bounced, thunder rays surged out, turning into dragon shapes, flowing around a void.

Creation of the void.

This is the supreme power of the Lord of the Realm.

Fang Cheng watched from the side, his eyes shining.

Sooner or later, he will also enter this realm, create things in the void, wander around the universe, and walk in the eternal void in the courtyard.

How powerful it is fascinating.

The blue-robed Razer seemed to have noticed Fang Cheng's thoughts and turned his head to smile: "Fang Cheng, you can only rely on yourself on your own on the road of cultivation. However, you must also know how to use external objects, otherwise it will be difficult to become the Lord of the Realm."

“It’s hard?”

Anyi Sichen's eyes stagnated and he muttered in a low voice.

More than just one difficult word, can it be described?

The median universe, the Mengsu universe, tens of thousands of life planets, and the wise creatures of almost most planets are on the path of cultivation.

But there was no Master of Realm.

The only lord of the realm was killed by the immortals during the last rampage of the immortals, crushing the realm and shattering the soul.

This is no longer difficult.

It is an impossible event. Any creature who can break through the Lord of the Realm must at least have countless opportunities and experiences.

With talent alone, it is impossible to enter the Lord of the Realm.

The green-robed Razer chuckled and glanced at the dark wings.

How powerful and terrifying he is.

It is difficult for an extraordinary practitioner to hide his emotions in front of him.

but--

The blue-robed Razer was a little curious.

In his perception, Fang Cheng seemed to be very calm and unmoved at all. This was not only calmness in becoming the emperor, but also confidence in becoming the master of the world.

Where does self-confidence come from?

What kind of reliance does it have?

The green-robed Razer shook his head and looked at the hanging mountain that was constantly shaped out of thin air ahead.

He is a powerful master of the realm.

No matter what kind of opportunity Fang Cheng has, even if it is a chance to break through the immortality, the blue-robed Razer doesn't care much, he only believes in himself.

When practicing, what you practice is not only cultivation, but also mind and nature.

"Rumbling."

A suspended mountain as high as 10,000 meters gradually formed.

Among the peaks, there are lakes filled with lightning, jungles filled with thunder, and even Thunder Pass.

It seemed as if the entire mountain was shrouded in thunder.

Thunder and lightning were like thousands of dragons, scattering in the void, flowing constantly on the surface of the hanging mountains.

Suspension peaks, formally formed.

"Fang Cheng." The green-robed thunderstorm said with a smile: "These thunders are condensed into the laws of thunder, and will automatically absorb the power of lightning in the starry sky of the universe, never reducing or weakening."

“Never cut!”

Fang Cheng opened his mouth, quite shocked.

This is almost a lightning perpetual motion machine.

The magic of the lightning suspension peak has exceeded Fang Cheng's ability to understand.

You must know that lightning is constantly passing through the air, how can it flow? How can it be absorbed? How can it last forever?

"This mountain is the essence taken from the law of thunder, embellishing the core. Look, there are three portals below, above and in the middle of the hanging peak. You can enter the hanging peak through these three portals."

The green-robed Razer nodded at Fang Cheng: "The rest, you can explore it yourself."

"Sir Xie Razer." Fang Chenglian said.

The blue-robed Razer nodded: "Try to become stronger."

After saying that—"Bang!"

A lightning burst out, exceeding Fang Cheng's reaction time.

It seemed as if in a moment, the green-robed rafter disappeared.

He Mu, the lord of the realm master, moved his eyes, looked above, looked at Fang Cheng, and said with a gentle smile: "It is your luck that Lord Razer personally took action to mold the Shangfeng. These thunders have great benefits and are of great benefit to practice."

"You can feel it yourself, but don't waste this opportunity again."

Hemu said a few words, and his body turned, dissipated into emerald green spots of light, leaving this place.

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Zhonghuan Tower, the fourth floor.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A blue figure spitting blood in his mouth and was shot down on the clouds.

"No!"

"Why!?"

"Just one blow! In fact, one blow was defeated!?"

Qing Boze's face was dim and blue, and his eyes revealed unyielding reluctance.

"Lost...so fast, the fourth floor is so difficult!? Fang Chenghe...how did he get through the ninth floor!?"

Qing Boze bit his lower lip, his heart full of incredible feelings.

Fang Chengdu has already passed the ninth floor.
To be continued...