Chapter 4155

But can you go to the divine realm if you want?

Where you want to go, you have to pay some price, don't you?

In all aspects, this consciousness is particularly pure and sincere!

The rest, say a hammer.

Followed directly and numbly.

For them, if they want to fly to the divine realm, they can either be promoted to the false divine realm and take off directly with their own hard power.

Or take a shortcut, that is, create a divine path with nine divine ladders, so that you can enter the divine domain!

But either way, there is a price to pay.

Take off with hard power... Probably.

If compaction is possible, there will be no stalemate. Up to now, we are still following it to the end. Haven't we solved it long ago?

If hard power cannot be grasped, the only opportunity now is a shortcut.

God ladder is the key to shortcut!

Grasp the divine ladder and you can follow the full take-off.

It's fun to think about it this time!

That's basically what happened.

Exciting and surging!

The feeling of beauty is messy in the heart, and everything is in silence.

Very real and appropriate.

Ouyang disciple now wants to be the first to eat crabs and the first to win Fang fan!

This wave must succeed!

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!

He can't afford to lose!

This time, the feeling becomes stronger and stronger!

Immediately, an extremely strong sense of promotion swept through.

"Ouyang disciple! What's going on?"

"What happened inside?"

"Why was a little girl promoted to the realm of hypocrisy and directly emerged and soared?"

"Is there any treasure in the futu temple that can promote you to the false god realm?"

The bright Pope Yu wenhanlin took a deep breath and gradually showed a greedy look in his eyes.

If he can ascend to the divine realm with his strength, he doesn't care about the so-called divine ladder.

"No!"

"Yes, it has nothing to do with you."

Ouyang didn't answer.

At the moment, he has no energy to deal with this bright Pope Yuwen Hanlin.

Now he is focused on Fangfan and the ladder of God.

For a moment, the tone may be blunt.

If he were more aggressive towards ordinary people, it would be all right. Everyone wouldn't care.

But now he's targeting the Pope of light.

"Ouyang disciple, do you know what you're talking about?"

"After a trip to the futu temple, did you float like this?"

"You bastard!"

The bright Pope Yuwen Hanlin snorted coldly, with a touch of cold feeling in his words.

Oh, Haas, under normal circumstances, this Ouyang disciple has long licked his face to curry favor with him.

But this time I didn't move!

something the matter! There's definitely a problem here.

Ouyangtu was already on the edge of tyranny. Now he didn't get the divine ladder. Instead, he was constantly questioned by the damn Pope of light, and he felt unhappy for a long time.

In addition, there were some contradictions between them. At that time, Ouyang Tu had been flattering Pope Yu wenhanlin because his cultivation and combat power were not in place.

But now, there is no need to flatter!

It's special. I'm not happy in my heart. I'll just beat it up?

How can there be so many without?

Direct suppression every minute!

Why should I die? Where else can you be rampant here?

When the rolling is in place, the rhythm will be as stable as before.

"Me bastard?"

"Can you get out?"

"What do you think you are?"

"I used to respect you and call you a few times to crown the Pope. Who do you really think you are?"

"What special Pope?"

"Isn't it just that the cultivation is a little higher?"

"What is it?"

"In front of me?"

"Don't you deserve it?"

"Get out!"

"Or don't blame me for turning my hands ruthlessly!"

The cold hum swept into place, and the eyes twinkled with fierce colors.

Words are in place, and all kinds of rolling feelings are in place. Thoughts are flying, and everything is in silence.

It feels like it's becoming more and more appropriate.

Safe, really very safe!

Ouyang, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, directly spoke ill of Pope Yu wenhanlin.

Anyway, I don't want to make up now.

Anyway, I just want to follow you and suppress you.

This kind of mind and consciousness is displayed incisively and vividly!

One wave of praise is in place, and the rest, there's nothing to talk about.

Steady on the spot, really unhappy?

Exciting!

Tremor!

The lips of Pope Yu wenhanlin of the light trembled completely.

At that moment, I couldn't say a word in my heart, and the whole person's brain seeds gradually became dizzy.

"Crazy!"

"I think you are really crazy!"

"You're going crazy!"

"You want to die yourself!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Then I'm not to blame!"

"This is the way you choose!"

"Want to die?"

"Well! No problem! Help you!"

The cold hum swept in place, and there was another kind of fine light in the eyes. For a time, there was an extremely strong sense of oppression.

According to his speculation, Pope Yu wenhanlin can kill the madman Ouyang in minutes.

I just didn't expect that his moves were easily blocked back by Ouyang disciples.

"Oh!"

"I dare to teach others with small skills!"

The cold hum gradually swept through, and a sneer gradually appeared on his face, and then he directly suppressed it in place.

This wave doesn't care much at all.

Ouyang raised his head proudly and pulled him up.

I used to be a dog for Pope Yu wenhanlin for so long. Now I finally have a chance to turn over and sing to the serfs!

Cool! This wave is really cool!

All kinds of surprises are surging wildly in my mind, and my thoughts are flying little by little.

Thirty years east and thirty years West!

He, Ouyang disciple, stood up!

Is this really bad?

It's cool when the wave comes down, isn't it?

The rest of the feelings, needless to say, are very casual and indifferent.

"The supreme demigod?"

"You... You've been promoted to the top demigod?"

"How possible!"

"This level is not so easy to break through!"

"Hiss... Hiss, how could this happen..."

The shock followed in place. Pope Yu wenhanlin didn't find out much just now.

At the moment, his eyes turned to Yuan Jiuxiang, another first-class saint in the temple of the alliance of light.

"Have you also stepped into the top demigod realm?"

"When did the top demigods rot in the street?"

"This... What the hell is this!"

As soon as Pope Yu wenhanlin of the light pulled out the corner of his mouth, he felt that the current pattern was very different from his imagination!

The total feeling has changed, changed a lot.

Gradually, they even don't know each other.

I don't know how to express my confused thoughts

Chaos! Chaos! Chaos!

"Well..."

"Under the crown of the Pope, all practitioners who enter the temple of futur have been promoted to at least one level."

"Those low-level saints with relatively low accomplishments, and the middle-level saints even directly broke into the quasi semi divine realm."

Yuan Jiuxiang shrugged and explained.