Chapter 177 Level (Class)

Xiao Wenbing looked pale, he lowered his head deeply, and his brain kept receiving and digesting the information brought by this magical symbol.

The amount of magical information was far beyond his imagination. Therefore, after a moment, his face turned from white to green, gradually becoming ferocious. His head was already on the verge of madness under the impact of extremely large amount of information.

The iron giant moved heavy steps and approached step by step. Its body was shining with dazzling golden light, and the big sword was filled with absolute oppression.

A little bit of fierce murderous aura floats in the space, moving.

The iron giant's pace continued, as if anything that blocked it would be completely wiped out by it.

The giant sword was raised high, and although it had an extremely large body, its movements were never dull.

“Haha…”

Amid the earth-shaking roar, the unparalleled giant sword cut off at Xiao Wenbing.

The strong sword wind blew up his clothes and the ends of his hair. It seemed that there was only this sword left in the world, and there was no other color.

However, at this moment, Xiao Wenbing did something extremely strange.

He looked up, his face was still extremely pale, and his eyes were filled with fatigue. However, he was calm and composed, as if he had not taken this blow that could open up the world at all.

A faint, almost transparent light shot out from his eyes. It was a light that could see through all the disguises and point directly to the origin.

The faint light penetrated the body of the iron giant and saw its past and future. At this moment, Xiao Wenbing had the illusion of being able to do anything, as if everything in the world was in his own control.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was cold without any human feelings.

"Ji Li Gulu, Gulu Ji Li..."

A series of strange syllables came out of his mouth and radiated in all directions. The sound was not loud, but it had extremely penetrating power and powerful pressure that was no less than that of the gold and iron giant.

The Iron Man's great sword suddenly stopped a foot above Xiao Wenbing's head. Xiao Wenbing's voice seemed to carry a strange power, a force that was irresistible to all things.

"Roar..." A huge roar filled the entire world, but in this roar containing anger, it was already full of fear and despair.

In the eyes of the Iron Man, the thin Xiao Wenbing was no longer a humble creature with no value, but an omnipotent and a giant god who made it thousands of times taller.

"Sword slave?" A cold laugh came from Xiao Wenbing's mouth, and it seemed that it was not the voice of a human being.

He gently raised a finger and pointed it on the giant sword less than one foot above his head.

Unwillingly and incredible, voice came from the Iron Man's mouth, and its huge body seemed to have been ruthlessly hit and split in an instant.

Countless cracks began to spread from the Iron Man's body. They gradually turned into golden lights, permeating the space.

Xiao Wenbing flipped his wrist and the giant sword twitched in the air and turned around. He stared at the rich golden stripes on the sword's body for a long time. Finally, he whispered loudly: "Catch..."

As if he had received an order, all the golden color flowed into the giant sword in a honeycomb. When the last ray of gold disappeared, the light on the giant sword dimmed. Holding it in his hand, except that it was a little too large, there was no trace of strangeness.

Looking carefully at the wide sword body, you can vaguely see a strange pattern on it.

This pattern is complex and changeable, interlocking, and seems to be a set of meaningless decorative carvings, or a set of magical formations, containing endless principles of heaven and earth.

The mysterious color in Xiao Wenbing's eyes gradually faded. He closed his eyes tightly.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, and the spirit of transcendence in his eyes had completely faded away, as if after experiencing this crisis, he had returned to the former Xiao Wenbing.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have passed a life-and-death battle and looked extremely tired.

He slowly stroked the strange patterns that seemed familiar and strange. A helpless smile appeared on his face: "Is God's language?"

He shook his wrist and threw the great sword engraved with the divine words into the Tianxu Ring.

If an uninformed person sees the reluctant expression on his face, he thinks that what he has abandoned is a trivial piece of garbage, rather than a priceless treasure that can sensation the entire world of cultivation.

He dragged his tired steps and continued to walk forward, not knowing that something was waiting for him in front of him.

Behind him, a cloud of mist slowly took shape, rolling in the air, gradually condensed into a thin and strange monster: "The language of God... Why do people in this world understand the language of God? Did I sense it wrong just now? This guy's cultivation is incredible and it is impossible to have a divine character."

As if I felt something, the monster said strangely: "Why did someone pass the barrier again? It's still three light holes together... Well, go and have a look."

Its body trembled and instantly sank into the light, leaving no trace.

The angry sword was sharp, the golden light rolled, and a big sword with both hands slashed head-on.

"disease……"

With a sweet voice, the five-colored light came out of his hand, and the flowing light transformed into a charming atmosphere, forming a colorful light curtain and meeting the huge iron sword heavily.

There was still a flash of golden light in the passage. The dazzling golden light occupied the absolute advantage. It was like a golden wave, one layer higher than another, stacked in layer by layer, surging towards the five-color light ball.

However, the five-color light cluster condenses but does not disperse, and contains but does not reveal it. The light curtain formed is as solid as a mountain of Tai, and no matter how golden waves continue to impact, it will never move at all.

Zhang Yaqi was puzzled in her heart. It turned out that this iron-armored man seemed terrible, but in fact he was a silver spear and candle head, which was scary.

When she first saw this powerful golden light, she thought she had met some super expert, so she released the Qiankun circle and defended with all her might, not seeking merit, but seeking no mistakes.

However, after half a day, I discovered something strange.

No matter how strong the golden light was, once it hit the five-color light curtain in the Qiankun Circle, it suddenly became soft and powerless. What surprised her even more was that the five-color light curtain was constantly swallowing the overwhelming golden energy.

Every minute of swallowing, the five-color light curtain becomes stronger and the golden energy becomes weaker by 10%. From the initial pressure to the current feeling, there is no feeling.

Zhang Yaqi already knew that this seemingly powerful big guy could no longer pose any threat to him.

Her gestures changed slightly, and she sang softly: "The five elements of the universe, the sea and the sky..."

With her voice, the colorful light curtain emitted by the Qiankun Circle showed new changes.

After a moment of stalemate, the five-color light suddenly burst out with dazzling highlights. It seemed to twist into a thick rope of five colors and flew up along the giant sword.

The sound of serrated friction sounded instantly, making teeth sour.

In an instant, the golden channel was swallowed by the colorful light, and the endless power of the five elements flashed alternately. However, for some reason, among these five colors, yellow and green vaguely dominated the absolute dominance.

The light in the sky faded, and Zhang Yaqi took back the Qiankun circle, moved the lotus steps lightly and slowly left.

Around her, everything was dull, as if nothing had happened. The iron armored giant and the golden sword had disappeared out of thin air.

A ball of mist appeared loomingly from the surrounding lights, forming a huge monster in the air.

The monster has a huge and bloated body, but has a human face. The facial features are plain and light, and there are a few similarities with the iron-armored giant.

It looked around and said in confusion: "Is it over after coming one step late? Strangely, although that sword is a waste, it is not useless. Well? The sword slave's aura is still there, it is not dead yet? Since the sword slave is not dead, where has the sword gone?"

Twisting his body and turning for a long time, it still saw nothing. Suddenly, its squirming body stopped quietly, as if it felt a heart-wrenching force. It muttered softly: "What kind of breath is this? Well, it is really familiar, and... it is very scary. Forget it, no matter what, go to the third passage first to see what kind of guy is passing the level."

Its body turned into a cloud of mist again, piercing through the light and disappearing.

The monster's movements were extremely fast, and it almost took no time to shuttle through the light jade. It finally rushed to the third passage with ten small black dots before the arrival of the third level breaker.

Although it is not human, it feels a little strange.

In that dim and chaotic world, how could these three only ten-point light holes be selected at the same time? This probability is too high.

I really don’t know what newcomers have this time, are they prophets? Or are they other means to find the right direction in the chaos realm.

Then, it immediately put aside this absurd idea. That was the world of chaos. In that place, even the Creator God and the Great Gods could not trigger any light.

The only one who can move forward and retreat freely and be like a fish in water is the only God of Destruction.

However, in this world, it is impossible to find the existence of the God of Destruction. If the God of Destruction really descends to this world, then this world would have been destroyed long ago and completely destroyed.
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