The outer gate of Xuantian Sect.

Gou Haitian and Chi Xiangdong practiced for a day and felt that they had gained a lot, so they relaxed.

Gou Haitian asked softly: "Do you think Brother Su's level has improved?"

Chi Xiangdong rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Is realm important? He was at the peak of the Seven Gods Realm, and he still injured the Demonic Jade Soldier?"

Gou Haitian nodded, "I also want to polish my spells and practice all my spells to perfection!"

Chi Xiangdong closed his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him.

All magic practices are perfect?

Think too much!

First, there is not so much time and talent.

Secondly, it is simply impossible!

There is only one Brothel Swordsman in the entire continent, and there cannot be another one.

Gou Haitian also knew that it was impossible, and was about to speak when suddenly, a monk shot towards him.

Chi Xiangdong opened his eyes suddenly. After seeing the person clearly, he closed his eyes again and said, "Fellow Daoist Qin, just give up! It's good to be able to enter the outer door. Do you want to enter the inner door?"

The person who came was none other than Qin Hongyi.

She said leisurely: "How will you know if you don't try? At the outer gate, I have no chance to help him with anything!"

Some unsuitable thoughts for children appeared in Gou Haitian's mind.

Chi Xiangdong advised: "Fellow Daoist Su will come out one day, just wait with peace of mind! Shouldn't we also wait with peace of mind?"

Qin Hongyi was surprised, "You also owe him Xuanshi?"

Chi Xiangdong shook his head and said, "He promised me that he would come with me to my family!"

Qin Hongyi turned around and walked towards the outer hall.

Chi Xiangdong shouted: "Where are you going?"

"I have to give it a try. After all, I owe 300 million high-grade black stones, so the pressure is really great!"

In the Xuanzhen Hall, four to five hundred disciples and elders were mixed together.

It is absolutely rare for all the disciples to stand shoulder to shoulder with the elder like this.

At this time, the hall was extremely quiet!

All the monks stared at the wall.

On the wall, the lights on the tenth floor of the tower in the painting are still on.

The light is on, which means there is no break-in.

Not breaking through means not breaking the record.

Everyone holds their breath!

Even if it is not broken, it is also a legend.

After all, the previous record holder was a god-like figure.

Su Yizhao was on the tenth floor at this time.

After nine fights, he finally entered the tenth level.

Of the first nine floors, only the first and second floors were a little easier, requiring almost no effort.

Starting from the battle in the third level of hell, each level becomes harder and harder.

It was so difficult that he almost gave up.

Hell souls, northwest barbarians, eastern demon tribes, unknown monks from foreign lands, and even the soul-devouring tribe that invaded the mainland ten thousand years ago, all came out in two.

He experienced life and death, almost dying!

Finally, with many years of law enforcement experience and perseverance, he seized the opportunity and struck back!

But now, he wants to give up!

Opposite him, stood a young man.

A very ordinary young man.

Neither handsome nor outstanding, just like him.

However, it made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy!

He knew that it would be absolutely difficult to get through this level!

Not only is it difficult, but it also requires hard work!

No matter how hard you try, you may not be able to get through!

The final outcome is probably a lose-lose situation for both parties!

He is ready to give up!

Suddenly, the young man smiled at him!

"Boy!"

He was startled!

Nima!

Can talk?

Those before were all formation projections, but how could this man speak?

The young monk's eyes were lively, as if he were a real person standing in front of him.

At this time, noticing his surprise, he couldn't help but wave his hands and said: "I stayed here on purpose!"

Su Yizhao still doesn't understand!

"You can't get through, get out!"

The young monk's tone was calm, as if he was describing a fact.

Su Yizhao nodded.

If he hadn't broken through the first floor, his injuries and profound energy would have recovered, and he would have been unable to break through.

Now, he is a little tired.

This kind of tiredness is heart-tired!

It’s mental exhaustion!

"This is the record I set ten years ago. According to my prediction, no one should be able to break it within three thousand years!" The young monk was very confident.

Su Yizhao slowly raised his head.

"Cultivation is too easy for me, so I only have a little time to practice, and most of the time I spend studying other things!"

Su Yizhao suddenly said: "You are very cool! Do you know?"

Keep a low profile!

Don't be proud of your achievements.

No matter how powerful it is, how powerful can it be?

Can all spells be practiced to Dzogchen?

Is there any "Xuan Qi Creation Gong"?

Su Yizhao felt that the Bagua pattern on his chest was slightly hot.

The young man shook his head at him.

Su Yizhao was stunned for a moment.

Nima!

Not only can I speak, I can also hear!

This is unscientific!

Could it be a real person here?

"You don't understand!" the young man said softly: "No one in the world can understand! What's the point of practicing? If we could develop a method or elixir that doesn't require practicing, so that mortals can also have the abilities of monks, wouldn't it be great?

Bless the world?"

Su Yizhao looked at him blankly.

Turns out it’s not a real person!

No!

It turns out that he is really not a human being!
To be continued...