"This...this...this..."

"How could there be... such a thing!"

"I'm not dreaming, am Yun Che... defeating Wu Guike?"

"Hiss...it's not just a victory, it's a crush, or a frontal crush!"

"Yun Che's mysterious power is really only at level 8 of the Divine Tribulation Realm? No... impossible, right? How is that possible!"

The Venerable God Platform and even the entire Eastern God Realm, all those who witnessed this battle were shocked. Yesterday, Yun Che beat Luo Chang'an and was shocked by countless chins. The visual and soul impact power brought by this battle was countless times better than that of yesterday's battle. Even those supreme powerhouses who looked down on the world were so shocked that they could not believe their eyes.

Because in the perception of these strong men who have lived for tens of thousands of years, this is absolutely impossible!

"No wonder, he is so sure." Mu Bingyun whispered softly, his lips pursed, but then another layer of slight color floated on the snow face.

Yun Che was fully capable as soon as he came up, and his seven swords swept across Wu Guike, easily breaking his divine martial arts realm. While shocking the world... Mu Bingyun also sensitively realized that he seemed to be venting something when he did this.

And only by being stimulated by something can you vent.

"His mysterious power cultivation is indeed at the eighth level of the Divine Tribulation Realm, and it is definitely not a illusion hidden." The Moon God Emperor frowned slightly: "And this is also the most shocking thing."

"His Royal Highness, have there ever been a similar person in your Western Divine Realm?" asked the Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor of the Celestial Heaven. The Emperor of the God of the East Divine Realm, Luo Changsheng and Shui Meiyin, who stood at the top of the mysterious power, status and reputation of the Eastern Divine Realm, made him smile and admire, but at this moment, his eyes were full of shock.

The Dragon Emperor shook his head slowly: "The Soul Realm crosses the entire Great Realm of Defeat God Tribulation, and there has been one. However, the Defeat God Tribulation Realm in the late stage of the Defeat God Spirit Realm, at least my Western Divine Realm has never been there forever!"

And it's not just a defeat, but a great defeat. What's more... Wu Guike is not an ordinary level eight of the Divine Realm. He is the son of the King of the Divine Martial Realm. Among his classmates, even if he can't be called "no opponents", it's almost the same.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk." Cang Shitian pinched his chin with his hands, and his eyes were emitting strange lights that had never been seen before: "I said before that it would be good to accept him as a disciple to play. Most of it was a joke. Now it seems... Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor of the Zhoutian, you didn't like this kid in all kinds of ways. I am going to take him back to the Southern God Realm. You must not have any objection, right?"

"Haha," Emperor Zhoutian smiled faintly: "Although he was born in the lower realm, he is now a person from my Dongshen Realm Snow Singing Realm. It's not appropriate to take him away."

"Hahaha, how can I compare to this king in a mere Snow Singing Realm? As long as I open my mouth, how could he refuse?" Emperor Shi Tian laughed.

"Hmph!" Emperor Zhoutian's God's expression became unkind: "Since he entered the star realm of my East God Realm, he was already a member of the East God Realm. If you want to take him away, even if I agree, I am afraid that it will not agree."

"Hey." Emperor Shi Tian laughed strangely and stopped talking, but his eyes slowly narrowed.

The Dragon Emperor looked slightly sideways and smiled slightly for some reason.

A gentle voice of an old man floated in the distant sky.

"The late-stage gods defeated the late-stage gods. I lived for 120,000 years in vain. At this time, I saw such a trace from heaven."

The old man's voice was dull and dull, and anyone who knew his existence knew how important his evaluation was. And no matter who heard his words, "I lived 120,000 years in vain", would only be regarded as a joke.

"Can you see that he did this to this extent?" Qianye Ying'er asked, her reaction was much calmer than the old man.

"I don't know. But the lady seems to be confident."

"Continue to watch." Qianye Ying'er's blond hair fluttered, and her voice fluttered: "My interest in him is no longer inferior to the Book of Heaven Against the World!"

"..." The old man was silent for a long time, and whispered: "His sword seems to have a strange breath?"

"Sword?" Qianye Ying'er frowned slightly: "There are countless divine weapons and sky blades on the Gods Venerable Platform, and his sword aura is almost at the bottom. What's the difference?"

"I don't know, I just feel weird inexplicably." The old man's eyes locked in Yun Che: "Although Wu Guike's divine martial arts realm was released hastily due to injury, it was defeated by Yun Che for two breaths. Just this point, Yun Che was far above Wu Guike. His breath after the war was only a little confused, which means that his true power is not limited to this."

"Gubo, in your opinion, what level can his limit reach?" Qianye Ying'er asked.

"I dreamed of being above Lu Lengchuan, below Lu Lengchuan." The old man said slowly: "Maybe he has approached Lu Lengchuan."

The old man had just a few words, but he reached Yun Che's limit with extremely accurate accuracy.

"Close to Lu Lengchuan?" Qianye Ying'er's eyes were slightly condensed, obviously unable to believe it.

"If he can make up for his weapons and have other strange moves, it may be enough to fight Lu Lengchuan. But if he wants to win... it is impossible. If he encounters other opponents in the loser group, he can win. If he meets Lu Lengchuan, he will have to stop at the Xuanshen Conference."

Every word of Gubo's words is hoarse and light, like the verdict from the way of heaven.

Wu Guike was seriously injured and fainted. He was hurriedly taken away by the Shenwu Realm. The two elders of the Shenwu Realm who took Wu Guike away looked at Yun Che with eyes that were not angry or cold, but clearly the shock that could not retreat.

"Meiyin, what you said is indeed correct." Shui Yingyue said slowly: "After this battle, he has become the biggest focus of this Xuan Shen Conference."

"Not that." Shui Meiyin's eyes flashed like star diamonds: "I didn't expect that he would be so powerful."

In the midst of everyone's dull or surprised eyes, Yun Che left the Fengshen Platform, but did not return to the seat of the Snow Singing Realm, but flew away from the air.

"Master of Bingyun Palace, I'll go and see Huopoyun. Please help me take over the Shilun Bead."

He had no intention of watching the three matches in the last three matches of the loser group, and there was basically no need to.

After leaving the Fengshen Platform, Yun Che accelerated and headed straight to the residence of the Yanshen Realm.

Because Fire Break Clouds shine in the Xuanshen Conference, the atmosphere of the courtyard where the Flame God Realm lives has always been particularly warm, but today, as soon as Yun Che approached, he felt a dullness.

Although Huo Poyun looked weak, his injuries had healed. It was obvious that Huo Rulie had healed him in the Shilun Bead before. But what was much more serious than the injuries was his mental state. He leaned against a thick tree in the corner of the courtyard, his eyes were stunned, as if he was lost.

Around him, Huo Ruliu, and a group of elders of the Jinwu Sect, all of whom were full of sorrow.

Seeing Yun Che, Huo Rulie's eyes lit up, and he rushed over and grabbed him, whispering: "Boy Yun, you are here just in time. You may be better if you come to comfort him... Alas."

Yun Che nodded and came to Huo Poyun's side.

Seeing Yun Che's breath, Huo Poyun looked up and smiled reluctantly: "Brother Yun... I'm sorry to let me see my ugly appearance. Don't worry, I'm fine."

Huo Poyun raised his head gently: "Brother Yun, have you ever... like this?"

"Of course." Yun Che nodded, his eyes becoming deeper: "And more than once. The last time was just a few years ago."

"At that time, I was still in the lower realm. I met a person whom I could not defeat no matter what. And he was not an opponent like Jun Xilei, but a mortal enemy. If I could not defeat him, not only me, my wife, my relatives, and all those around me would fall into the most terrible disaster."

What Yun Che said was naturally Xuanyuan Wentian.

"During that time, I fell into a very heavy gloom, and I was confused every day. Every thought was filled with darkness and despair, which was much worse than you now. However, in less than half a month, I successfully escaped." Yun Che smiled relaxedly and said, "I can, of course, Brother Poyun is no problem."

"And, for us, this is not a bad thing, because every time we get rid of the shadows, it will be a growth or even nirvana. If we have not experienced this confusion at our age, I think it will be a lack of life."

"So, Brother Poyun really doesn't have to care about his current state, nor does he have to rush to get rid of it. Just listen and obey your heart."

Fire Poyun's eyes trembled, and silently, the depression between his eyebrows was quietly stretching.

"Brother Yun, thank you." He laughed, but this time he no longer had to laugh. With a smile, tears appeared: "It's really... great to know you in this life."

"I'm the same." Yun Che also laughed: "But there is no need to thank you, we are friends."

"Yeah, my friend." Huo Poyun nodded heavily.
Chapter completed!