C812

Over phantom island.

The magic cloud sage swallowed his mouth hard, and the whole person was terrified. "This... This... How can this be possible? He... He just... What kind of cultivation is it? No... it can't be him. It must be someone else. It must be this..."

I can't believe that the eighty-four magic island is a half step six star emperor. If you're not careful, you may get caught in it Among them, not to mention the only one or four star emperors, even the high-ranking saints, in this cultivation, can not have such a powerful spirit power.

And the will of martial arts, even if it is strong, also has its limit, and it is impossible to resist the force of fantasy endlessly.

At this time......

one side of Qin Yulian opened her lips and said, "he is the only one left in the seven grade emperor pulse. Besides him, elder martial brother Moyun, who else do you think can be there?" The voice is still so graceful, like a trickle of water, people have a strong sense of conviction.

There is a qualitative difference between the six grades and the seven grades. We should know that one who can reach the nine star emperor's respect in the future is the limit, while the other, as long as it does not fall, at least seven or eight levels may enter the realm of quasi sainthood, which is not a matter of the same level at all times It is unprecedented to go to the magic island No. 84, and only a few people can get on the island.

"But... But this... This is the last person to cultivate the four-star emperor." The devil cloud sage had no choice but to say that if the remaining seven grade emperor pulse was the Seven Star emperor like the other Tianjiao of the same level, he would not have any doubts, but it was the four star emperor. The difference between the three great realms was not a joke.

"What? Four star emperor? "

Qin Yulian's eyes were wide open and her face was unbelievable. Among the 29 people who had the highest level of imperial pulse, what she really cared about was the two big nine grade emperor pulse, and the nine eight grade eight emperor pulse. To tell the truth, she really couldn't get into her eyes. She only knew the number of the seven grade emperor pulse people, as for who they were and what their accomplishments were, She doesn't really know.

"This... How could this be possible?"

A seven grade emperor pulse, now the most should also be a six star emperor is, four star emperor, is those five grade emperor pulse, are far more than this cultivation.

"It's true that this son should be a child of a small family. His talent is good, but it's a drag on the family." There is a trace of regret in the voice of Moyun Dasheng. He doesn't know much about Yang Fan, even his name. However, it is not difficult to see from the martial artists he contacts that his origin is absolutely not much better. Otherwise, his companions will not have any one except him.

In this world, although the talent of martial arts is important, the more important thing is resources. If a skillful woman can't make a meal without rice, without resources, let alone the seven grade emperor pulse, that is, the seven grade holy pulse, they are all versatile.

The first 30 years of martial arts cultivation was a golden year of rapid progress. These two years were enough to make him keep a distance from other seven grade emperors. In the future, it would be difficult to pursue him head-on, which might even affect his ultimate potential.

Originally, there were seven levels to be promoted to quasi saints, but now there are probably only six or even five.

"That's not him." Qin Yulian slightly pondered that the No. 84 magic island is not something that the 14 star emperors can play with. This may be lower than that of those who have six grades of emperor pulse to board the 84 magic island.

But soon, Qin Yulian said suspiciously, "who will be on the eighty-four magic island?"

"No way to say it!"

Headache. I've presided over so many freshmen's examinations, but I haven't come across anything like today's brain burning thing. I'm completely confused and have no clue.

"Ah! If only the spirit could open up the magic island

However, the magic cloud sage also knows that this is to think about the old stubborn spirit of the magic island, but he is famous for his obstinacy.

The most sad thing is that he is not the opponent of the magic island spirit.

You can't even try to force yourself.

...

time is like water, and soon two hours have passed.

"Boom......"

the last glimmer of gray mist was swallowed by Yang Fan. Yang Fan's eyes were shining with gold and a faint twinkle of excitement. Soon, it was just a little bit closer, and his emperor's soul would be transformed into a nine star emperor's soul. At that time, his own strength would have another earth shaking progress. Even if he moved his finger before, he could be crushed to pieces by the eight star emperor Zun, he has full confidence to fight against one, or even win.

The next moment....

Yang Fan stepped out of the gate and instantly sent it to the magic island No.87.

In less than a day and a half, Tang Lin entered the magic island No. 87. The spirit, the will, and all the saints of the same age were not his rivals. Old man Tang, I'm afraid I'm going to wake up laughing There is a trace of envy in the voice of Moyun sage. Jiupin emperor pulse, together with his amazing performance on the magic island, has caused the high-level cultivation of the holy palace inevitable. If in the next assessment, there is another amazing performance, and even directly get a young master, enjoy the treatment of Saint son, it is not impossible.At that time, even if he saw the great saint, he would call his highness.

"Ah, old Tang didn't do anything good in his life. How could he have such good luck..."

...

"boom!" "Boom "Boom ...

a statue of Tianjiao was thrown out of the illusory island by the spirit of the world. Up to now, there are less than ten people who are still in the island. Among them, there are one person on the island, two people on the island, four people on the island. The last two people are under the island of 70, one on the island of 65, and the other on island 60.

"Gululu... There are only nine people left. It's hard to... Can't..." Moyun Da Sheng swallowed hard, and a frightening idea climbed into his mind again. Now, only four of the hundreds of six grade emperor pulse practitioners insist on it. With the cultivation strength of the six grade emperor pulse practitioners, the number 70 fantasy island is almost their limit, and now the 70 is the limit There are four people left in the island of illusions. There is no coincidence in the world.

"No... it's impossible. He's just a four star emperor, a small four-star emperor. It's good to be able to reach the 60 magic island. Yes, the man on the 60 magic island must be him..."

he doesn't have to deny Yang Fan. It's really shocking. But somehow, there seems to be another one in his heart The voice was telling him that he was wrong, really wrong.

At this moment....

"boom...."

a figure was thrown out of the 60 magic island.

"Ah! "It's not him, it's not him..." as soon as his body shakes, his heart becomes more and more shaken. "Is it difficult for him... Is he really... Really in......

...

soon, another day has passed.

At the moment, only four people in the island are still struggling.

Among the remaining four six grade emperor pulse players, three were eliminated. However, to his disappointment, there was no young man in black whom he wanted to see.

"Really... Could it really be him?"

At this moment, the magic cloud sage has been shaken completely. The 70 magic island, that is, the three-star emperor, will be mercilessly suppressed if there is any carelessness. For a four-star emperor, it seems that there is not much difference between the magic island No. 74 and the magic God Island No. 84. It is also a place where they can not set foot.

"I'm afraid it's really him." Qin Yulian nodded with some approval. Although it was unbelievable, all kinds of signs were directed at the man. To say that he had already fallen into the illusory Island, his body had already appeared on the clouds.

"If it's really him, I'm afraid this son can be recorded in the history books and left in the history."

It has never happened before that the only four-star emperor's cultivation has won the title of 84 magic island.

In the blink of an eye, three hours passed.

"Boom......"

a white figure was thrown out of the magic island No. 70, and instantly fell into the clouds.

"Really... It's really him..." although he had expected all this, but when it came true, the devil cloud sage still couldn't help but say, "shit, shit, monster! What a monster

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