Chapter 383

Above the refining Avenue.

Two hundred steps.

Here, on every step, stood an angel.

They tried their best to resist the pressure around them.

Everyone's face was full of green veins, gritting their teeth and yelling.

It looked like the ultimate punishment.

"Damn it, damn it, why am I so stupid to enter here? It's not asking for trouble?"

"Yes, no, I can't. My soul feels like it's going to be crushed. It's too uncomfortable."

"Who made this test? Lao Zi wants to slap him to death."

That's just finished.

"Ah..."

The angel made a very sad scream.

His body melted directly and turned into a pool of pus.

The smelly smell rushed to the four directions, and the angels couldn't help but shut their breath. Their faces were full of fear.

"Don't speak ill of us, or if we are heard by the people behind the scenes, we will die ugly."

"Yes, this place is terrible. Now we can't help ourselves."

"Come on, try to live longer."

Such sounds keep ringing.

Every angel clenched his teeth and insisted desperately.

"Hello, everyone. We meet again."

Then a voice sounded behind them.

When they looked back, they saw Su Ziyang smiling at them.

This hope immediately made many people's center of gravity unstable, their body pedaling and retreating two steps.

"Ah..."

Then, a very sad scream sounded.

This angel, directly turned into pus, stinks.

Such a scene directly frightened the other angels.

"Hold on, don't retreat. Losers will be wiped out!"

"God, if so, it's over. We're over. The refining Avenue can't see the top at all. I can't stand it here!"

"Hey, what should I do?"

Hearing this, Su Ziyang stepped forward, stepped up a few steps, stood in front of the people and looked at them with a smile.

"Since you can't stand it, I'll take you back. You're welcome!"

With that, Su Ziyang aimed at these angels and blew a breath gently.

"No... no!"

"You... You must die!"

"Ah..."

Such a sound sounded at the same time.

Su Ziyang's air flow formed a strong wind, which instantly blew these angels away from their original place, and their bodies quickly retreated back.

"No..."

Then, there was a terrible scream.

All the angels were melted into pus and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Su Ziyang wiped a cold sweat.

This method is terrible.

The Shura God is really not easy to provoke.

Fortunately, my soul is strong enough. This coercion is nothing to me at all.

After the soul was tempered again, Su Ziyang stepped forward and ran forward again.

Within a moment, he saw three figures.

These three people are the three ancestors of the iron Bone Demon.

Among them, the iron skeleton demon ancestor stood on the 455th step and gritted his teeth.

But Yan Mei stood on 432 steps and frowned slightly.

As for the red ghost blood king, he stood on 421 steps and struggled.

Words can't describe the pain.

Su Ziyang stepped forward, stood behind the red ghost blood king, and supported him with his hands to prevent him from retreating.

"The great?"

In the eyes of the red ghost blood king, there was a touch of fine awn.

"You can stop here. Don't go up any more. When this seat reaches the top floor, the pressure on you will be relieved naturally."

"Don't try your best, or you will die," said Su Ziyang.

Hearing this, the red ghost blood King's eyes were full of gratitude, "thank you, Emperor!"

"You're welcome! Hold on, I'll let go."

With that, Su Ziyang loosened the spirit ghost blood king, and then, in the same way, told the iron Bone Demon ancestor and Yanmei.

Three faces are full of gratitude.

"Great, the great emperor is coming. Do you think the great emperor can reach the top floor?" asked the red ghost blood king.

"Isn't that nonsense? The great emperor will reach the top floor." Yan Mei said.

"The second younger sister is right. I can't understand the power of the great emperor."

At this moment, their cognition is highly consistent.

They all stared at Su Ziyang.

Every time Su Ziyang took ten steps, he would stop for a little while, let the power of refining God pour into his soul and start quenching.

In this way, Su Ziyang is rapidly stepping into the avenue of refining God.

500，600……

When Su Ziyang reached level 650, he saw two old acquaintances, one is Xiaoyao childe and the other is a witch.

At the moment, both of them are struggling in the 700th floor.

Childe Xiaoyao is in the front, and the demon girl is in the back.

Their faces were very ugly.

Su Ziyang speeded up and came behind them.

But I heard that they were scolding each other.

"Dead eight women, smelly bitch, come up and see if Lao Zi doesn't beat you into dough." childe Xiaoyao looked at the demon girl and shouted angrily.

"Incompetent boy, it's up to you? All right? Have the seed to step down and see if I don't abandon you!"

The witch shook her finger and looked very arrogant, "no, you seem to be a waste. Kung Fu in bed is too weak!"

"You... You want to die, dead bitch. See if Lao Zi won't cripple you!"

Childe Xiaoyao was so angry that he trembled and almost ran away.

However, he finally suppressed it, and reason defeated sensibility.

Seeing the two people scolding each other, Su Ziyang almost laughed.

"Who is it?"

They turned their heads at the same time and stared at Su Ziyang.

"Is that you?"

Two sounds exit at the same time.

Childe Xiaoyao doesn't matter. As soon as she saw Su Ziyang, the demon girl jumped up, pointed to Su Ziyang and said with hatred: "Han Xing, I want to peel your skin and gnaw your bones. If you have a seed, come up to me and pick one by one!"

"Ha ha..."

Su Ziyang smiled coldly, stretched out his middle finger, and then looked down, "bitch, come on!"

"You..."

The demon girl looked sluggish and speechless. Her anger hovered on his chest as if to blow her up.

That hate, that resentment, words can't describe.

The more angry the other party was, the happier Su Ziyang was.

"In that case, let your dog bite the dog!"

Su Ziyang took back his mind to kill the demon girl. As soon as he raised his mouth, he stood behind the demon girl in a few steps.

"Boy, how dare you come up and die!"

With that, the demon girl aimed at Su Ziyang and punched her.

However, the next second, she couldn't help looking sluggish and sweat rolled down her forehead.

Su Ziyang held out a finger to block her full blow.

Her fist seemed to crack, and the pain was unbearable.

If that's all, that's good.

She found that her fist had lost contact with her body.

Next second.

Her face changed greatly and her secret way was bad.

"Bang..."

Her fist burst in an instant.

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