his pressure, it was like having them placed on the guillotine of judgment.The blade hung high, poised to fall and take their lives! At this moment, the minds of all rebel forces were breaking, and ev...In the blink of an eye, Nan Luttian's body flashed with a burst of light.
"Splash…"
His body once again turned into a puddle of jelly and fell down.
"Want to run again!" Han Miao Yi's eyes were icy cold, her palms raised, releasing a ball of crimson flame.
"Boom!"
The flames devoured the slurry that Nanlu Tian had transformed into, burning fiercely!
However, at this moment, a dark shadow began to coalesce in the high sky behind Han Miaoyi.
It is exactly Nan Lu Tian!
Nánlùtiān's face was extremely ferocious.
Han Miao Yi's beating ignited a raging fire of anger in his chest!
He was aiming to become the ruler of the demon realm, even the ruler of all realms! How could he possibly lose in such a place!
He absolutely must kill Han Miao Yi!
"You've successfully enraged me..." Nánlù Tiān gritted his teeth, said in a cold voice.
He raised both palms, instantly unleashing a surge of immense magical energy!
Once again, the blood power of the four major clans was fused together and blasted out!
Because he was blindfolded and hadn't released his divine sense, Nan Lu Tian concealed his aura this time, which made Han Miao Yi a little slow to react.
Until the law could be enforced, she heard Nan Luttian's voice and came back to her senses.
But it's too late to dodge this blow.
“Boom…”
Han Miao Yi was struck by Nan Lu Tian's magical energy, which exploded directly into the ground, causing continuous blasts!
……
The third floor of the Qiankun Tower.
The battle is still raging.
After shattering the gold figurine's right arm, Fang Yu blasted a network of cracks across its entire right half.
"Click, click, click..."
After a fierce battle, Fang Yu, severely wounded, hugged the little golden man.
Both sides are fiercely tearing at each other's remaining left arm.
When the battle reaches this point, the way of fighting reverts to its most primitive state.
That is, a true hand-to-hand combat.
Whoever perseveres longer and is more ruthless, will ultimately achieve victory.
If Fang Yu hadn't been worried about messing up the Golden Man's hair, he would have reached out and grabbed it.
"Click click click..."
Fang Yu and the little golden man's left arms were crackling with bone.
Both parties have reached their limits.
As for the other party, now this situation... is a mix of pain and pleasure.
Pain comes from physical suffering, but happiness... is an inner joy.
For he knew that the goal of smashing the little golden man was near completion.
Although his own consciousness could also be shattered by the Golden Man.
But he believes that this is a necessary requirement to break through the third layer.
He himself was unbreakable, and he could never break the little golden man.
Among all this, there's actually a test of one's mentality.
Can you be ruthless enough to force yourself onto a desperate path, thus achieving rebirth
And as for such a test, as long as Fang Yu could comprehend it, he would definitely do it.
Because, ever since he focused on body tempering, he'd already had this belief.
While most cultivators only undergo a few rounds of tempering, he continuously continued to refine his body, dozens, even hundreds of times.
It can be said that every subsequent tempering is creating history.
Before him, there had never been a cultivator who underwent such insane tempering.
It is precisely because of this that he does not know which time will be the endpoint, but he just keeps moving forward.
Even though his master had once said that excessive tempering... could potentially shatter one's body into pieces, leaving them dead without a whole bone, Fang Yu still walked down this path relentlessly until today.
Therefore, every tempering process for him is a process of breaking down and rebuilding.
The test on the third layer of the Qiankun Tower, once he understands its meaning, there will be no hesitation.
Besides, that's just his personality. Also, he did it for his senior brother, Lin Daochin!
Unless he breaks through the third layer, he won't be able to save his senior brother!
Therefore, he had to grit his teeth and smash the little golden man!
Even though the pain he's enduring now is far worse than any previous tempering, it can't stop him!
"Click click click... Bang!"
Finally, after an extremely difficult struggle, Fang Yu and the little man's left arms both broke simultaneously.
"Well, now that we have no arms left, all that's left is..." Fang Yu was still thinking, when the little golden man head-butted him directly in front of him.
"Bang!"
A loud bang echoed, and Fang Yu only felt a sharp pain shoot through his forehead.
"You got there first..."
Fang Yu gritted his teeth, stood up, and began to attack with his legs.
At this moment, Li Huoyù walked to the side of Jīnghán Zīlì.
"Fortunately, we are in the state of consciousness bodies within this Qiankun Tower. Otherwise, the scene would be very bloody," Li Huo Yu said.
"Are you afraid of blood" Jihan Zhilei glanced at Lifu Yu, and asked.
"Hmph," Li Huoyu snorted coldly, disdainful of answering the question.
"The master is almost successful." said the Tears of Frost.
"Success is inevitable success," Lihuoyu said. "It's just a matter of whether, after breaking through the third layer of the乾坤 Tower, his strength will break through its limits…"
"By now, even if the master was stronger, it wouldn't matter. Those above had already taken notice of him." Jihanguanlei said coldly.
"Oh, so according to you, everything that person did before was meaningless" Li Huoyù retorted.ectly. 。"Hong Yaozu said, 'The main reason is the price. Zhixin Pavilion seems too high-end. Without sufficient financial resources, people dare not step through its doors.'" 。"Okay, take these two to...
