The black and white lights are unpredictable, making it difficult for those who care about him to be restless and stable.

Ao Jiao's face was nervous, knowing that Xiao Chen was going to force a breakthrough, and if he succeeded, he would enter the fifth level of the life and death decision, and if he failed, everything would be over.

There is no doubt that the more you go, the greater the probability of failure, the more difficult it will be, and it will be difficult to make people not worry.

call out!

Suddenly, the light on Xiao Chen's body stopped flashing, and a new aperture appeared behind him. The fifth level of the life and death decision was successful.

As the continuous transformation of life and death was changing, Xiao Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, felt that his huge spiritual power was gathering little by little invisibly.

It was like a pile of metal liquid, constantly kneading and changing shapes. The five life and death barriers made this huge mental power kneading into a vague human-shaped outline.

In my feeling, as long as I pass through the remaining two levels of the concept of life and death and practice the life and death to the seventh level, I will have a qualitative leap, and a change that he cannot predict even.

But if you fail, your spirit will be disintegrated, and the consequences will be caused by idiots, and the heavier ones are more likely to die.

The danger is extremely high, but for some beliefs in your heart, you must persist.

Xiao Chen clenched his teeth, endured tremendous pressure, and the pain between life and death. He resolutely chose to continue practicing the sixth level of the life and death impact.

With only two days left before the park is closed, Xiao Chen is still breaking through the sixth level of the Life and Death Decision.

Another day passed, and Xiao Chen successfully broke through the sixth level of the Life and Death Decision, preparing for the seventh level, but the only time left for him was the last day.

Once he cannot successfully break through, he will be attacked by eight half-step martial emperors at the moment he is teleported out by the human-demon paradise.

Not only will you suffer huge damage, but the consequences of life and death will be interrupted and the backlash of the martial arts will be even more serious.

But the breakthrough in the sixth level took two days. If you break through the seventh level, you will definitely not be able to calculate the time of one day.

A strong anxiety flashed in Ao Jiao's eyes. Dugu Ao on the ground finally stabilized her injuries after she used some of the top elixirs in the Thunder Emperor's secret treasure.

The power of life is not passing away, but Dugu Ao is still in a coma, resisting the treatment from the demon bloodline, and the situation is still not optimistic.

Ao Jiao and Mu Xiyan both were a little anxious and couldn't think of any good idea.

Outside the stone tablet, the sun sets and the sky is getting darker. The eight foreign tribes half-step Wu Emperors sitting around all showed a cold smile on their faces.

When the sun rises again, it is when Xiao Chen and others are forcibly teleported out, and it is also the time for several people to take action.

This time, Xiao Chen will never be given any chance. The descendants of the Qing Emperor also want to become emperor, and it is absolutely impossible!

A large number of mixed-race demons around the stone tablet were all gathered together, and there was no intention of walking away immediately.

Everyone knows that when dawn is dawn, the white-clothed swordsman will be teleported out.

Although he thought in his heart that he was already a dead person, he still wanted to take a last look. The loud shout of this shocked hundreds of white-clothed swordsmen.

Such a person will have a unique style even if he dies.

"It's best to pull a few half-step Wudi to cull it. These bastards are too much!"

Someone couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, looked at the eight half-step martial emperors and cursed in a low voice.

"Damn, you have a little voice, don't be heard by these people. I didn't hear those old people saying that these half-step martial emperors from foreign races have supreme figures behind them and can't afford to offend them."

"With the supreme support, you can kill our mixed-blood demons at will?"

"What can I do? After the Blood Sword King, our human and demon clan never produced a supreme again. It was due to the agreement between the five major races and the Blood Sword King that year."

The man who cursed first sighed silently. How could he not understand the great truth? He was just unwilling to accept it in the end.

"Originally, Dugu Ao has the perfect human bloodline and is likely to reach the height of the Blood Sword King, but now life and death are unpredictable..."

"Not necessarily, maybe Dugu Ao is not dead yet, and everything will be decided after dawn."

"So what if you don't die? The sun comes out, the human-demon paradise is closed. He and the white-clothed swordsman who were teleported out can't escape death."

The low sighs and low discussions were filled with the anger and helplessness of this group of demons and warriors.

Looking at the eight half-step martial emperors, all of them had bad eyes, but they had no choice. What to do, no matter how powerful they were, they would never be the Supreme opponent.

Nothing can be changed. Perhaps, I really have to place my hope on the white-clothed swordsman to see if he can pull down a few cushions before he dies.

This is also a bit relieved of the hatred in my heart.

This night was extremely long, and the mixed-race warriors present probably had never experienced such a difficult night to wait. I am afraid that they would have a hint of expectation in their hearts. Perhaps the swordsman in white might not be able to create a miracle.

The gray sky, darkness gradually dissipates, and dawn is approaching.

You can see that there is a flame hidden in the dim clouds in the east, trying to break free from the last trace of bondage and shine the light on every piece of land.

Some people say that every day's sunrise symbolizes rebirth and hope, and the rising sun will always be the most spectacular and charming scenery between heaven and earth.

But why does the upcoming sunshine today give people the feeling of calling for the coming of death, and it kills everyone's hope.

In the long night, you will always wait until the rising sun, no matter whether you want it or not.

The night will eventually pass.

On the desert island, thousands of mixed-race demons were all focused on the East and thought silently in their hearts.

The eight half-step martial emperors opened their eyes at the right time and stared at the top of the stone tablet. They would launch a thunderous attack just when the sun broke through dawn.

Life or death will be revealed soon.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three...

Before counting ten, in the distant east, the rising sun that had been waiting for a long time couldn't wait to jump out.

Tell the world that the existence of the glorious sun sweeps all the darkness into it.

That big sun was extremely beautiful, and it made people never get tired of watching it, intoxicated by it and indulged in it.

"Here you come!"

Someone was sighing silently, and everyone knew what the emergence of this round of rising sun meant.

It means that the perfect human blood genius, which is rare in the sea of ​​humans and demons, will end here, and that the boundless white swordsman will be ruined.

A sunrise takes away not only all the darkness in this world, but also two amazing geniuses.

The strong wind blew, and the sand was everywhere. Eight foreign tribes' half-step Wu Emperors stood up at the same time.

The accumulated energy is too huge, causing changes in the world, wind and clouds, and sand and dust are everywhere, forming countless storms.

It is so powerful that it makes people feel a little angry. Under such a situation, who dares to say that he can hold on?

call out!

The front feet of Chaoyang just appeared, and Xiao Chendu, Gu Ao and others who were still in the human-demon paradise were immediately forcibly teleported out.

Behind Xiao Chen, there were six levels of red, orange, red, green, blue and blue, behind him. Each level of light represented a breakthrough in the level of life and death.

Under the illumination of the sunset, the six-level aperture looks charming and gorgeous, which is the most beautiful scene I see after breaking through life and death.

At first glance, I was dazzling and deeply addicted to this dreamy scene.

But on both sides of Xiao Chen, it is not so dreamy. On one side is the Senluo Purgatory, with darkness and various unjust souls and evil spirits rampant, which is completely a terrifying scene of Shura Purgatory.

When people see it, they are shocking and feel a chill.

On the other side, this is full of vitality, with flowers blooming, and the four seasons reincarnation, endlessly reincarnated, like a paradise or a disappearing fairyland, which makes people fascinated.

In this huge vision of life and death, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the top of the stone tablet. The six gorgeous apertures behind him were huge, one round after another. In the rays of light, he was like a Bodhisattva who had attained enlightenment.

Sacred, solemn, and solemn.

Such vast and gorgeous visions were unexpected. No one expected that Xiao Chen would appear in this way after waiting for ten days.

Even the eight half-step martial emperors did not take action at the first time and had a brief loss of consciousness.

After reacting, his face changed wildly, and he knew that Xiao Chen had used up the Flower of Life and was making a nervous breakthrough.

If Xiao Chen doesn't take action, he may really have to break through, but everything is hard to say.

"Take it, don't let this kid break through successfully, otherwise we'll all be done."

The half-step Martial Emperor of the Gods shouted angrily and took the lead in attacking.

The other seven half-step martial emperors followed closely behind, and the powerful killer moves that were ready to be used in an instant and smashed them hard towards Xiao Chen.

The eight killer moves are all low-level secret martial arts without exception, and they are all low-level secret martial arts after practicing the great success, far beyond the ordinary quasi-emperor and half-step martial arts emperor.

"No, the white-clothed swordsman is going to die."

Seeing so many low-quality secret martial arts, many people couldn't help but exclaim. Even people like the Black Iron Monster had to retreat in the face of such attacks and dare not take it head-on.

Not to mention a quasi-emperor who is still breaking through nervously. If he resists this move, he will definitely die, and there will never be a second result.

Mu Xiyan hugged Dugu Ao, feeling at a loss, not knowing what to do.

On top of Ao Jiao's pretty face, sweat appeared on his forehead, his hands trembled slightly, and his nervous look was visible.

But the firmness in her eyes was not shaken at all. She had only one idea in her mind at this moment, and she must not let Xiao Chen fall here.

Absolutely not!

When the eight secret martial arts were about to come, Ao Jiao stepped forward and made a move with his right hand, and the Yueying Sword beside Xiao Chen appeared in the palm of his hand.

With a sudden blow, a purple divine thunder broke through the void.

It was the divine thunder that appeared at the ceremony of the Kings that day. The divine thunder was filled with the Taoist rhyme and divine power left by the Thunder Emperor Sangmu.
Chapter completed!