A hundred times the return of empowerment: you call this a beast master

"Hallmaster, what should we do next?"

Baishen's eyes fell on Jiang Chen's body, and he asked aloud.

As long as the two of them are still in this space at this time, it is destined to be difficult to completely kill the old teacher of the Three Kingdoms of India in front of them.

After all, the spatial origin of this space has been absorbed by the old masters of India and the Three Kingdoms.

Even though Baishen and Jiang Chen are half-step eighth realm existences, they were suppressed miserably in this space.

Seeing Baishen's dignified expression, Jiang Chen didn't seem to be like that.

I saw him wave his big hand, and the sky and the earth couldn't stop shaking.

"coming."

Smile lightly.

Immediately after seeing a terrifying aura descending from the sky, it seemed to be thousands of miles away.

Slashing the dragon with a sword is so terrifying!
The old man outside the crack was holding a wooden sword at this time.

Standing facing the wooden sword engraved with the word "rule" that flew here.

The wooden sword in his hand trembled slightly, and an extremely strange aura enveloped him.

"interesting."

The old man was so warm that he faced the wooden sword in front of him and smiled lightly.

Gently raised the wooden sword in his hand.

In an instant.

The wooden sword in his hand seemed to be irrigated with great strength.

Power down.

It seems to be overwhelming the mountains and rivers!

The "Rule" wooden sword hovered in mid-air.

Sword energy surrounds the sword body.

Without stopping for a moment, he directly killed Wen Busheng in front of him.

The latter snorted.

The wooden sword in his hand was also handed out, and he fought fiercely with it.

Don't look at these two swords as wooden swords, but they contain the most terrifying power in the world.

Just a slight fight, Wen Busheng can feel great pressure.

This pressure seems to be breaking the world apart.

Don't look at just fighting with one blow.

But the terrifying power contained in it is unprecedented.

"boom!"

The huge impact force fell down, directly cracking the crack below again.

Just when Wen Busheng was about to strike again.

I saw a Taoist robe appeared in the far distance.

Wang Chonglou, one of the two old heavenly masters of northern Taoism!
Jiang Xuening, the Saintess of the Beast Hall.

At this moment, Wang Chonglou came to suppress it with a mighty force, engulfed in the century-old luck of the northern Taoist school.

Unbearable's complexion changed slightly.

When you want to block it.

I only heard Wang Chonglou say: "You and Pindao are our own people."

Wen Busheng was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

The next moment, the "rule" wooden sword that was fighting fiercely with him turned its tip in an instant.

Dash straight down.

Wang Chonglou and Wen Busheng looked at each other, without the slightest hesitation, they both turned into streamers and fell into the crack.

At this moment.

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth in the space are completely intact.

A big wave.

He said in a loud voice, "Here comes the sword."

Behind him, the three-foot rusty sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sword's energy traveled thirty thousand miles across.

Horror boundless.

With a loud bang, another sword fell between heaven and earth.

"rule!"

Jiang Chen held swords in both hands.

The terrifying sword is powerful, suppressing everything in the world.

Double sword style.

"boom!"

A terrifying and boundless aura erupted from Jiang Chen's body.

At this moment, Jiang Chen, who was already holding a sword in both hands, took a step forward.

Already the eighth realm!
"how can that be!"

Originally, he thought that he would be able to secure victory, even if he couldn't directly kill the two strong men who had reached the eighth stage in strength.

At the very least, it can consume the physical strength of the two to the greatest extent.

And within the space he was in, the lost vigor could be replenished.

to be honest.

The original Jiang Chen and Baishen were like balloons that were always leaking, and there was a moment when they would run out of air.

The old teacher surnamed Xu is like a balloon with an inflator on his body, which can inflate the balloon while losing air.

As long as he can consume it, he must win.

But now, the reality is not what I thought.

Jiang Chen, who has stepped into the eighth realm, is no longer a discouraged balloon in his eyes.

It was a meteorite that could destroy the world.

No matter what resistance you make, it will be futile after all.

"I didn't want to enter the eighth realm so early, but now it seems that you have fulfilled me."

Holding the sword in both hands, Jiang Chen slowly walked forward.

With every step, the ground trembled violently.

As if it would collapse at any moment.

Originally, he was thinking of taking his time, so as not to enter the eighth realm so early.

After all, the eighth realm is bound by heaven and earth.

Countless exiled immortals in the sky are eyeing the world with covetous eyes.

As long as there is a strong person in the eighth realm born, they will definitely be captured by them.

At that time, dozens of immortals in the sky will attack together, and I may not be able to withstand the thunder disaster they have lowered.

It's just that at this moment, Jiang Chen is holding two swords, and his realm has already entered the realm of flawless heaven and man.

It is logical to enter the eighth realm.

Today's Jiang Chen just stood there, giving off an indescribably terrifying aura.

Raise your hands.

Both are landslides and ground cracks.

"The palace master has entered the eighth realm!"

Sensing the changes in Jiang Chen's body, the Baishen beside him was even more horrified.

Who could have imagined that Jiang Chen had just grasped the wooden sword named "Rule", and had already stepped into the eighth realm.

Looking at the past and present, there are only a handful of people who can enter the eighth realm.

"Ready to die?"

Jiang Chen stared at the old national teacher surnamed Xu, took a step forward, and instantly appeared within ten feet in front of the other party.

The two swords were held diagonally in his hands, and a terrifying aura lingered around his body.

Even if he only uttered a few words in an understatement, it still gave people a feeling of heaven and earth pressing down on him.

"This is impossible!"

Looking at Jiang Chen in front of him, the old national teacher surnamed Xu couldn't stop trembling all over his body.

Even the voice of speaking began to tremble.

He never thought that he would meet someone whose strength had reached the eighth level.

And it's still under my nose.

Even in his almost invincible space.

incredible!

"Nothing is impossible."

Jiang Chen spoke lightly, with a calm tone.

He has entered the realm of no time, and his gestures contain great luck.

Even if the person standing in front of him is a very rare existence in the world who has only half-stepped to the eighth realm.

He was still able to kill the opponent with a raised hand.

Even within the space dominated by the opponent.

The same is true.

"Little friend Jiang Chen, long time no see."

"Boy, the old man failed to stop him, no wonder."

At this moment, two old voices came.

I saw Wang Chonglou and Wen Busheng stepping into this place together.

Now only after entering the eighth realm, can Jiang Chen truly see through the two in front of him.

At this moment, Wang Chonglou, who had absorbed the century-old luck of the northern Taoist school, logically stepped into the eighth stage.

The whole body exudes a terrifying coercion.

On par with Wen Bishang beside him.

Needless to say.

This unbearable temperature is also half a step of the existence of the eighth realm.

in a space.

There are four and a half steps to the eighth realm, and one is a genuine eighth realm!