V8.Chapter 645

Two resplendent and resplendent temples hung above Lingdao's head, setting him off like an ancient god, mighty and extraordinary. Looking around, you can see crystal jade, pearl curtains, carved beams and painted buildings, shining brightly, and hundreds of thousands of paths seem to be alive, swimming around inside and outside the temple, extremely agile.

Ling Dao, who broke through to the middle stage of the Saint King Realm, is obviously much stronger than the early stage of the Saint King Realm. It's also the Holy Dragon Fist, and what he's using now is several times stronger than what he used in the early stage of the Holy King Realm. Just the sound of the dragon's chant that shakes all directions can cause a great deterrent to the warriors of the Saint King Realm.

It's a pity that the black-robed swordsman above the 999th floor is not an ordinary warrior of the Saint King Realm, and the sound of the dragon's chant had little effect on him. His ability to guard the last test is enough to prove that his strength is higher than that of the black-robed swordsman on the 899th floor. Not only because his realm is higher than the black robe swordsman on the 899th floor, even at the same realm, compared with the black robe swordsman on the 899th floor, he is only stronger than weaker.

"Heh... How can the light of the firefly compete with the bright moon?"

The black-robed swordsman above the nine hundred and ninety-ninth-floor steps unhurriedly raised the dragon-slaying sword. The sharp light of the sword seemed to be able to freeze thousands of miles, and it was cut out with a single stroke, and heavy snow fell like goose feathers. Countless sword glows were hidden in the snowflakes, so that his sword skills looked mediocre and even harmless.

"Why do I feel that his strength is not as good as the one on the 899th floor? Is it my illusion?"

"The test of the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps does not seem to be as difficult as the test of the eight hundred and ninety-nine steps. Even if the eight hundred and ninety-nine steps failed to block his footsteps, wouldn't the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps More hopeless?"

The warriors of the Saint King Realm of the Elephant Clan had limited eyesight, so it was normal for them not to be able to see how terrifying the black-robed swordsman's attack was. If they were to go up there, I'm afraid they wouldn't even know how to die. Their strength was far inferior to that of the black-robed swordsmen. Of course, with their strength, they couldn't reach the 999th floor.

"Shut up! You have lost all face of our elephant clan. If you don't have that vision, don't talk!"

The Holy King of the Seven Temples of the Idol Clan scolded angrily, the black-robed swordsman above the 999th floor is obviously much stronger than the black-robed swordsman above the 899th floor, they can't tell That's all, but he insisted on saying those words that made the other seven holy kings laugh, and almost drove him to death.

The sword technique performed by the black-robed swordsman above the 999th floor seems ordinary, but it is extremely dangerous. Even if it is replaced by him, the King of the Seven Temples may not be able to block such a sword technique, let alone Don't say that Ling Dao is a junior who has just broken through to the middle stage of the Saint King Realm.

In his opinion, Ling Dao is by no means a match for that black-robed swordsman. It's not that he underestimates Ling Dao, but that the strength gap between Ling Dao and that black-robed swordsman is too great. Regardless of realm or martial arts, the black-robed swordsman has the upper hand, and he has no chance of winning against Ling Dao.

"Fortunately, we didn't talk too much just now, otherwise, we would be the ones being scolded."

"According to what he said, the black-robed swordsman above the 999th floor seems to be very strong?"

"Nonsense, if the black-robed swordsman above the 999th floor is weaker than the black-robed swordsman above the 899th floor, it's a ghost. We didn't see the 999th floor. The power of the black-robed swordsman in the sky is indeed because our vision is too low."

Saint King Realm fighters of other races commented in a low voice, and the Saint Kings of the Seven Temples above could see the extraordinaryness of the black-robed swordsman above the 999th floor. Like a warrior, he couldn't see the strength of the black-robed swordsman above the 999th floor at all.

"Who is Yinghuo?" Ling Dao's robe bulged, his tyrannical fist burst out, and the snowflakes in the sky shook endlessly. He asked again, "Who is Haoyue?"

One path after another turns into a giant dragon, thousands of feet long, with a head like a camel, horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, ears like a cow, a neck like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a carp, claws like an eagle, and palms like a tiger. The densely packed dragon scales are clearly visible, the two dragon whiskers are fluttering in the wind, there is a pearl under the jaw, and there is a reverse scale under the throat.

The giant dragon opened its mouth suddenly, and the powerful suction sucked all the nearby snowflakes into its mouth. Those late-stage saint kings and peak saint kings below failed to see the mystery of these snowflakes, but Lingdao saw it. With the supreme golden pupil, his eyesight was no worse than those of the seven palace saint kings.

With the knowledge of a black-robed swordsman, Rao still did not expect such a change in Ling Dao's boxing techniques. His sword technique blocked all Ling Dao's evasion routes. It can be said that Ling Dao has no way to avoid, no way to hide, so he can only confront him head-on. Who knew that Ling Dao actually used Dao Ze to transform into a giant dragon and directly swallowed the snowflakes all over the sky.

"What a junior, no wonder you can walk up to the nine hundred and ninety-ninth floor. This seat underestimated you."

Before the black-robed swordsman's voice fell, the dragon-slaying sword had already slashed in front of Lingdao. Although Ling Dao's boxing techniques have changed a lot, the black-robed swordsman is still full of confidence. Ling Dao, who has just broken through to the middle stage of the Saint King Realm, is definitely not his opponent. It's true that Ling Dao is a genius, isn't he?

You know, he used to be an invincible opponent in the same realm. Even the young emperor may not be better than him in the same realm. The reason why he died was because the opponent at that time was of a higher level than him. He was a Taoist monarch before his death, but his opponent was a Taoist master, and he was a Taoist master with the qualifications of a great emperor. The gap between Daojun and Daoist cannot be made up by talent.

The current situation is the opposite of what it was then, and now his realm is higher than Ling Dao. At the same realm, he has the confidence to surpass Ling Dao, not to mention the situation where the realm is higher than Ling Dao. As long as he is willing, he can completely defeat Ling Dao within three moves, after all he has to be two small realms higher than Ling Dao. At the peak of the Saint King Realm, he had no intention of sacrificing the temple at all, because it was unnecessary.

Ling Dao's fists met the black-robed swordsman's Dragon Slaying Sword. Hundreds of tiny dragon scales covered the surface of Ling Dao's fist, blocking the sharpness of the Dragon Slaying Sword. Nine-turn real dragon energy erupted, and the fierce fist energy seemed to overturn the world. Being inferior in realm does not mean inferior in strength. On the contrary, Ling Dao, who uses the Nine-Turn True Dragon Strength, has an absolute advantage in terms of strength.

"you!"

The eyes of the black-robed swordsman were filled with disbelief, and Ling Dao's punch was like a falling star, hitting him hard. He really didn't understand how Ling Dao, who had just broken through to the middle stage of the Saint King Realm, had such power?

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