Chapter 1220: Forced Breakthrough
( ) The light in black and white is unpredictable, making those who care about him restless and difficult to settle down. (Pingnan Literature Network)
Aojiao looked nervous, knowing that this was another time for Xiao Chen to break through forcefully, if he succeeded, he would enter the fifth level of the life-and-death contest, if he failed, everything would be over.
There is no doubt that the further you go, the greater the probability of failure, and the difficulty will multiply, making it difficult for people not to worry.
call out!
Suddenly, the light on Xiao Chen's body stopped flickering, and a new circle of light appeared behind him, successfully breaking through the fifth stage of the life-and-death contest.
Sitting cross-legged in the constant transition between life and death, Xiao Chen felt his huge spiritual power in the sea of consciousness, condensing invisibly little by little.
It's like a pile of metal liquid, constantly kneading and changing its shape, the five life and death trials made this huge mental power knead into a vague human silhouette.
In his feeling, as long as he passes through the remaining two levels of life and death concept and cultivates the life and death art to the seventh level, there will be a qualitative leap and a change that he can't predict.
It's just that if you fail, you will be mentally broken, and the consequences will range from idiocy to direct brain death.
The danger is great, but for some beliefs in my heart, I must persevere.
Xiao Chen clenched his teeth, bearing tremendous pressure and the pain between life and death, he resolutely chose to continue practicing the sixth stage of life and death.
In one day, there are only two days left before the closure of the paradise, and Xiao Chen is still breaking through the sixth stage of the life and death battle.
Another day passed, Xiao Chen successfully broke through the sixth stage of the life and death contest, and was preparing for the seventh stage, but the time left for him was only the last day.
Once he failed to successfully break through, he would be attacked by eight half-step Martial Emperors at the moment he was teleported out of the Demon Paradise.
Not only will he suffer huge injuries, but the life-and-death art will be interrupted, and the consequences of the counterattack of the skills will be even more serious.
But it took two days to break through the sixth level, and it took only two days to break through the seventh level.
Intense anxiety flashed in Ao Jiao's eyes, Dugu Ao on the ground finally managed to stabilize his injury after she used some of the top pills in Lei Di's secret treasure.
The power of life is not passing away,
But Duguao was still in a coma, resisting the treatment from the demon blood, and the situation was still not optimistic.
Ao Jiao and Mu Xiyan, both of them were frowning anxiously, unable to think of any good solution.
Outside the stele, the sun was setting and the sky was getting darker. The eight foreign half-step Martial Emperors sitting around all had a cold smile on their faces.
When the morning sun rises again, it is the time when Xiao Chen and others are forcibly teleported out, and it is also the time for several people to act.
This time, Xiao Chen will never be given any more chances. The descendants of Emperor Qing also want to become emperors, it is absolutely impossible!
Around the stone tablet, a large number of mixed-race demons also gathered together, with no intention of leaving immediately.
Everyone knew that the white-clothed swordsman would be teleported out at dawn.
Although I thought in my heart that he was already a dead person, I still wanted to take one last look at this white-clothed swordsman who was shocked by hundreds of hundreds of heroes with a loud shout.
Such a character, even if he is dead, will have a special demeanor.
"It's best, pull a few half-steps on Emperor Wu's back, these bastards are too much!"
Someone couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, looked at the eight half-step Martial Emperors, and cursed softly.
"Fuck, keep your voice down, don't be overheard by these people. I didn't listen to those old people. These half-step Martial Emperors of foreign races are backed by supreme figures, so they can't be provoked."
"With the support of the supreme level, can we kill us half-blood demons at will?"
"Is there any way, after the Blood Sword King, we humans and demons have never produced a Supreme, and the survival is due to the agreement between the five major races and the Blood Sword King."
The person who cursed first sighed silently, how could he not understand the truth, but in the end he was unwilling.
"Originally, Duguao, with the perfect human-devil bloodline, is very likely to reach the height of the Blood Sword King, but now life and death are unpredictable..."
"Not necessarily, maybe Duguao is not dead yet, everything will be known after dawn."
"It doesn't matter if you don't die. The morning sun rises, and the Human Demon Paradise is closed. He and the white-clothed swordsman who were sent out cannot escape death."
The deep sighs and whispered discussions were filled with the anger and helplessness of this group of magic warriors.
Looking at the eight half-step Martial Emperors, all of them looked badly, but there was nothing they could do. No matter how you want to do it, no matter how overwhelming it is, you will never be the opponent of the Supreme.
Nothing can be changed, perhaps, I really want to pin my hope on the white-clothed swordsman, and see if he can pull down a few backs before he dies.
This can be regarded as a little solution to the hatred in my heart.
This night was incomparably long, and the mixed-race warriors present probably had never experienced such an unbearable night. Waiting like this, I'm afraid there is a trace of expectation in my heart, maybe that white-clothed swordsman may not be able to create a miracle again.
The gray sky, the darkness is gradually dissipating, and the dawn is approaching.
It can be seen in the east, there is a flame hidden in the dark clouds, trying to break free from the last shackles, and shine the light on every piece of land.
Some people say that the sunrise every day symbolizes new life and hope, and the rising sun is always the most spectacular and charming scenery in the world.
But why does the rising sun that is about to appear today seem to call the coming of death, killing everyone's hope.
In the long night, you will always wait until the moment when the sun rises, whether you like it or not.
Night will eventually pass.
On the desert island, thousands of mixed-race demons all focused their eyes on the east, counting silently in their hearts.
The eight half-step Martial Emperors opened their eyes at the right time and stared closely at the top of the stele, waiting for the morning sun to break and then launch a thunder strike.
Live or die, the answer will be revealed soon.
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three...
Before counting to ten, in the far east, the long-awaited morning sun jumped out impatiently.
Proclaim to the world that the existence of the brilliant sun will sweep away all the darkness.
That day was so beautiful that people would never tire of watching it, fascinated by it, and obsessed by it.
"coming!"
Someone is sighing silently, everyone knows what the appearance of this round of sunrise means.
It means that the genius of the perfect human-devil bloodline, which is rare in the sea of human-devils, will end here, and it means that the glamorous swordsman in white will be buried here.
A round of sunrise takes away not only all the darkness in this world, but also two amazing talents who are peerless.
A strong wind blew up, and the ground was filled with wild sand. Eight half-step Martial Emperors of foreign races stood up at the same time.
The accumulated energy is too huge, causing the sky and the earth to change, the wind is surging, and the sand and dust are filled with whistling, forming countless storms.
It can be said to be so imposing that it makes people a little overwhelmed. Under such a battle, who dares to say that they can survive.
call out!
Xiao Chen, Duguao and others who had just appeared in Chaoyang's Paradise, were forcibly teleported out immediately.
Behind Xiao Chen, there are six halos of red, orange, red, green, blue, and blue, and each halo represents a breakthrough in the barrier of life and death.
Under the sunlight, the six-fold aperture looks coquettish and gorgeous. It is the most beautiful scene I have seen after breaking through life and death.
Once you see it, you will be dazzled by it, and you will be deeply indulging in this dreamlike scene.
But on both sides of Xiao Chen, it is not so dreamy. On one side is Senluo Purgatory, the darkness is overwhelming, and all kinds of evil spirits and ghosts are rampant. It is a terrifying scene of Shura Purgatory.
When people see it, they are shocked and feel chills.
On the other hand, it is full of vitality, with a hundred flowers blooming, four seasons reincarnating, endless life, like a paradise, and like a disappearing fairyland, which makes people fascinated.
In this gigantic vision of life and death, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the top of the stele, with six gorgeous halos behind him, each one getting bigger and bigger. Under the sunlight, he looked like a Bodhisattva who had enlightened himself.
Holy, solemn, solemn.
The appearance of such a vast and magnificent vision was very unexpected. No one expected that after waiting for ten days, Xiao Chen would appear in this way.
Even the eight half-step Martial Emperors didn't make a move at the first moment, and they were briefly absent-minded.
After reacting, his face changed wildly, knowing that Xiao Chen had used up the flower of life, and was making a nervous breakthrough.
If you don't make a move, Xiao Chen may really be about to break through, but everything is hard to say.
"Do it, don't let this kid break through successfully, otherwise we will all be finished."
The half-step Martial Emperor of the Protoss shouted angrily and took the lead in attacking.
The other seven half-step Martial Emperors followed closely behind, their powerful killing moves ready to be launched in an instant, and they slammed towards Xiao Chen viciously.
The eight killer moves, without exception, are all low-grade profound martial arts, and they are all low-grade profound martial arts after they have been cultivated to great success. They are far beyond the comparison of ordinary quasi emperors and half-step martial emperors.
"No, the swordsman in white is going to die."
Seeing so many low-grade profound martial arts, many people couldn't help exclaiming. Even a character like the black iron monster would have to back away from such an attack and dare not take it head-on.
Not to mention a Dacheng Zhundi who was still nervously breaking through, if he resisted this move, he would definitely die, and there would never be a second result.
Mu Xiyan hugged Duguao, panicked and at a loss, not knowing what to do.
On Ao Jiao's pretty face, sweat appeared on his forehead, his little hands trembled slightly, and his nervous expression was clearly visible.
But the resolute look in her eyes did not waver in the slightest, she only had one thought in her mind at the moment, she must not let Xiao Chen fall down here.
Absolutely not!
When the Eight Dao Profound Martial Skills were about to kill, Ao Jiao stepped forward and made a move with her right hand, and the Moon Shadow Knife beside Xiao Chen appeared in the palm of her hand.
With a sharp swing of the knife, a purple divine thunder above the sky pierced through the void.
It was the divine thunder that appeared at the King Conferring Ceremony that day, and the divine thunder was filled with the Tao charm and divine power left by Leidi Sangmu.
This knife triggered the divine thunder left by Emperor Lei, and made Aojiao use her petite body to block the joint blow of Emperor Wu of the eight half-steps.