The copper beast weighing dozens of tons collided with a human body of only more than 100 pounds, and the ending was astonishing as it was. What was even more surprising was that there was a deep fist mark on the head of the copper beast.

You should know that this is a black copper calcined by real fire! This copper is one of the main materials for making top-grade magic weapons, which means that this person's fist is not as hard as that of top-grade magic weapons, and may even be even better.

The body can withstand the calcination of thunder and fire. How hard should his body be?

Do you want to refine your body? This word flashed through everyone's hearts, and then was shocked by their own guesses. The body refiners have difficulty in practicing. Each of them is a ascetic. They have not heard of any outstanding figures in hundreds of years. The boy in front of them has indeed made a big splash!

Chen Hao snorted coldly and flashed through the beast claws that were attacking at high speed. This bronze beast did not pose any threat to him, but the challenge had just begun to reach this level. He was very much looking forward to the battle behind him.

The giant claws hit the air and grabbed it hard on the ground, bringing out several deep claw marks. The thunder and fire cloud leopard roared, as if it was very angry that it did not hit the prey. Its whole body was flashing with a faint light, and the deep sank on its forehead was slowly recovering.

With this blow, if it was not a copper beast puppet, it would have suffered severe damage. After the skull was shattered, its entire mind would fall into a daze.

It was indeed a little trouble. Chen Hao frowned slightly. The real Thunder Fire Cloud Leopard would not recover from his injuries like this. Instead, it would be easier to deal with it. However, this trouble is nothing to Chen Hao. It is nothing more than the difference between knocking down with one punch and putting a few more punches.

"Die!" He squinted his eyes, and his feet were already above the back of the beast's back. He raised his right arm high, and in an instant, countless phantoms shone, tearing the air and making waves of howling sounds.

That was the sound of the fist sound made by swinging hundreds of fists in an instant!

"Bang bang bang", the fist and the bronze beast made a loud noise, deafening. For a moment, dust flew up on the entire platform, and pieces of gravel splashed, and lightning was rushing. But the moment I was about to leave the platform, a faint gray light curtain flashed, shaking all the gravel into pieces.

The bronze beast roared, and the thunder and fire filled its body condensed together and turned into a flaming beast. However, facing the ink-green fist, it was still pale and weak, and was scattered in the air by the latter's punch.

The dust settled, and the bronze beast's waist was covered with fist marks of all sizes, which were almost cut off in the waist. It crawled quietly on the ground, but occasionally let out a low moan.

With a "bang", one foot stepped heavily on the beast's forehead. This time, there was no luck. The extremely hard head actually cracked inch by inch, revealing the exquisite structures that looked like veins. The other end of these veins was connected with a spirit stone the size of a fist.

Chen Hao pulled it down with a fierce pull and checked it briefly. It turned out to be a top-grade spirit stone. He shook his head and put it in his arms under the envious eyes of the cultivators outside the field. With a force to kick it, the bronze beast slid into the corner. The latter touched the gray light curtain and was torn into pieces.

He felt a trembling heart. Before he could estimate whether the gray light curtain could break his golden body, a loud thunder sound came from the platform, and then the entire platform slowly rose up, ten feet and hundreds of feet, passing through the light walls that separated the third level of the area, overlooking the fourth level of the palaces.

The clouds and mist were surrounded by ropes, and the entire platform emitted golden light under the sunlight. This time the entire Tianyun Peak was alarmed, and magic eyes were shot over, trying to see clearly who was standing on this platform.

"Is the Battle of Lingyun?" Everyone's heart trembled slightly, and some people were even excited and burst into tears in their eyes. This was a grand event that had not been seen in more than a hundred years, much more grand than the sect competition that was once every five years.

But who was the challenge? Everyone looked at each other and wanted to find the answer from each other's faces, but found that everyone's faces were full of confusion.

"Junior Brother Gan, you have countless disciples and the vastest friends. Don't you know the origin of this disciple?" asked an old man wearing a purple-green Taoist robe.

Junior Brother Gan was short and thin, but his eyes were flashing with shimmers that ordinary people could not match: "All the disciples of Tianyun Peak are logged in, unless this person was sent by his Peak, and it has been less than a month since they entered the Peak!"

"What!" the cultivators exclaimed.

"It's true, but I also have a correct idea in my mind about these disciples who are not registered. There has only been one disciple from his peak this month. If there is no accident, he will be sure."

"Who is it?"

"Chen Hao from Tibetan Bingfeng."

"Zangbing Peak, that old guy is willing to give up?"

"Senior Brother Han, you have been in seclusion for too long. That old boy had some accidents when he was practicing a hundred years ago. Now he is surrounded by endless soldier souls. The Tibetan Soldier Peak without him is now in decline. It is not uncommon for those disciples who are in charge to take a look and let out a peerless monster."

"What did you say? He was suppressed! Why didn't anyone go to rescue him?"

"It's not that no one has tried to rescue him, but that the Tibetan Bing Peak is really extraordinary. Even if the soul and Dharma body are personally in it, there is a risk of falling. How could the weapon soul of the 49th generation leader be so simple to be cracked? However, if the old boy escapes by chance, he may be able to gain the recognition of this sword. The remains of this sword are still in the sect. As long as there is a sword soul, he can recast the magic weapon!"

"It's too late, the secrets of heaven are in chaos, and the Beidou is shattered. Although I can't clearly observe the power of heaven again, I still vaguely guessed that there will be a great disaster in the Supreme Sect soon. The nine sounds of the golden bell are the sound of the sacred and the sound of the sacred and the other is not sure if our Sect can pass it smoothly."

"Isn't the ninth sound extinguished? My sect still has a turning point!"

"It's not extinguishing, it's just postponing. Only the senior brother in our sect who has reached the peak of the Yuanshen realm has this magical power, which can rebel against time and space, and seal the ninth sound. However, it's only a matter of time before he breaks through. It's a pity that the senior brother of the sect has been broken and dissipated in the rebel against heaven."

The monk who spoke was wearing a black robe with a tattoo of Zhoutian stars on it, as if he was wearing a star map. He held a compass the size of a palm in his hand, emitting infinite starlight, as if he was a universe in his palm.

When everyone heard this, their faces looked like dirt. An old Taoist couldn't help asking: "Yue Xingyun, you are good at deducing the secrets of heaven, but you can't see the future clearly?"

The white-robed monk shook his head, "I myself also involved in this calamity. The road ahead is confused and there is no way to deduce it. Even if I have infinite means, I am afraid I will be powerless to turn the world back!"

"I can't help but turn the world back? Junior Brother Yue is a little exaggerated. We have achieved the body of the soul and are called the immortal traveling on the mainland. We have long had the ability to reverse the yin and yang, and this number of days cannot restrain us at all."

Yue Xingyun lowered his eyes slightly and sighed, "Heaven's will is like a knife, how can we really jump out of the game? Unless we break the shackles, break through the realm of the soul, and achieve an ancient powerful existence, we can tear the life star and truly control our lives. Otherwise, we will be as powerful as the leader, but we will be forced to go against the will of heaven but will be retaliated against it."
Chapter completed!