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Chapter 3951 Going Forward (Today is gone)
A large number of monks came here, with different expressions, looking at the spirits of the three Taoist artifacts.

A dazzling silver light lit up on a certain floor of Qiankun Pagoda, and a distressed figure flew out of Qiankun Pagoda. It was Shen Xin.

His face was pale, his breath was veiled, and there was a horrible blood hole on his left shoulder, bleeding profusely, and he looked seriously injured.

"Go to the Hall of One Word and buy some healing pills to heal your wounds!"

Yan Yinuo said with concern.

Shen Xin nodded and flew into the Hall of One Word.

The monks looked at each other, their expressions became tense.

Even the Taiyi Golden Immortal was injured when he broke through the barrier, let alone the monks below the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"You have also seen that, if you have no ability, don't break into the Qiankun Tower. His condition is still good."

The silver-shirted youth spoke.

"The junior wants to give it a try."

A burly man in a golden shirt stepped forward and said.

Judging by his aura, he has the cultivation base of a real immortal Dzogchen.

"Go in if you want to break through. Don't play tricks with me. The Golden Immortal is the Golden Immortal. Don't think that if you use secret techniques to suppress your cultivation base on the Golden Immortal, I won't be able to tell the difference."

The young man in the silver shirt glared at the big man in the gold shirt and said.

The big man in the golden shirt smiled awkwardly and flew into the Qiankun Pagoda.

A mass of five-colored lightning lights up high in the sky, and Murong Yurong's figure appears, surrounded by countless five-colored arcs.

"Tao Artifact Qiankun Pagoda!"

Murong Yurong said excitedly.

Qi Ling of Qiankun Pagoda glanced at Murong Yurong, but said nothing.

Murong Yurong flew into the Qiankun Pagoda and began to break through.

In the Qiankun Pagoda, Wang Ruyan stood above a vast and boundless glacier, countless white snowflakes fell from the sky, and the cold wind gusts.

A white giant is attacking Wang Ruyan. The white giant's facial features are blurred, and it is huge, but very flexible.

Wang Ruyan frowned slightly. Relying on Xiaocheng's law, she made it to the fifth level with great momentum. The opponent in this level was a first-tier immortal weapon master who used a large formation to deal with her.

There was a dazzling red light between Wang Ruyan's brows, and Li Huo's true pupils appeared.

She could clearly see a looming white light in the northwest corner.

Wang Ruyan's right hand slapped towards the void, a piercing fairy sound sounded, and a giant blue palm covered with mysterious notes flew out, hitting the white giant's body, and the white giant's body exploded instantly.

The blue giant palm flew straight to the place where the white light was, and hit the glacier, the glacier shattered, and a flying sword flashing with white light could be seen, and the white flying sword shattered.

Xiaocheng's law of sound, the low-grade fairy weapon can't stop it at all.

The environment in front of him changed, and Wang Ruyan appeared above a vast grassland, and an old man in green shirt with handsome features stood on a soil slope.

Wang Ruyan spewed out a blue sound wave and went straight to the old man in green robe.

Where the blue sound wave passed, the sky collapsed and the ground collapsed, and thick and long cracks appeared on the ground.

The green-robed old man was about to avoid it, but Wang Ruyan said, "Your Excellency, let's capture him without a fight!"

Her voice kept echoing in the ears of the old man in green robe. The old man in green robe showed pain on his face and held his head in his hands. Various noises filled his ears, and the environment in front of him became blurred.

A giant blue palm came towards the face and easily penetrated the green-robed old man's body-protecting aura. It hit the green-robed old man's body and turned him into a ball of blood mist.

The environment in front of him changed, and Wang Ruyan appeared above a vast and boundless sea area. The place was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

There was a rumbling thunder, and a series of thick silver lightning pierced the sky, splitting towards Wang Ruyan.

Wang Ruyan cast out a shield with blue light flashing, blocking the falling silver lightning.

On the other side, there is a gray space with a lot of bones on the ground.

Wang Changsheng stood on the ground, frowning slightly, and a fat old man in red robes stood opposite him.

He broke through eight levels in a row, and now it is the ninth level. The opponent is a double cultivation of law and body, proficient in exorcising ghosts, and has the cultivation base of a real immortal.

As the number of times you pass through levels increases, the enemy's strength will also increase. The enemies all have the cultivation level of the True Immortal Dzogchen, or are spiritual masters, immortal talisman masters, immortal array masters, or are proficient in poison techniques.

A large number of ghosts rushed towards Wang Changsheng from all directions, and there were as many as ten ghosts in the real immortal stage.

There was a dazzling blue light between Wang Changsheng's eyebrows, and a blue eyeball appeared, which was the real pupil of Liuli.

With a pinch of his magic formula, the colored glazed pupils sprayed out colored glazed light, covering the ghosts. The ghosts wanted to avoid them, but thick yellow chains drilled out of the ground, entangled the bodies of these ghosts.

When Liuli Shenguang touched these ghosts, they all emitted a puff of green smoke, and their bodies became faintly visible.

A giant blue fist swept over, easily crushing the bodies of these ghosts.

The blue giant fist went straight to the red-robed old man, very fast.

The old man in red robe wanted to avoid it, but a huge blue cage appeared and trapped him inside.

The red-robed old man pinched the magic formula, a burst of dazzling blood lighted up on his chest, and a ferocious grimace could be seen.

He cut off his right hand, threw it to Grimace and devoured it.

Grimace let out a shrill cry, blood-colored sharp thorns sprouted from the body of the red-robed old man, his body swelled rapidly, and turned into a blood-colored ghost with blue face and fangs, his severed arm grew back, but it was just a withered blood-colored ghost claw .

A huge red light blade shot out from between its eyebrows, hit the blue cage, and smashed the blue cage to pieces.

Two big yellow hands drilled out from the ground and grabbed the legs of the bloody ghost. It sprayed a bloody flame from one side and landed on the big yellow hands. The right ghost claw turned into a fist to meet the giant blue fist.

After a shrill devil cry sounded, the bloody ghost was smashed into a cloud of blood mist by the giant blue fist.

Xiaocheng's law of force is so powerful that even if this person merges with a ghost, he can't stop it.

The environment in front of him changed, and Wang Changsheng appeared on top of a vast and boundless white glacier. A large number of white snowflakes fluttered down in the wind, and the temperature was frighteningly low.

Wang Changsheng's face was solemn. This is the last hurdle. After passing this hurdle, he will be No.1. He also wants to see what supernatural powers this person has to become No.1 in the True Immortal Stage.

No.2's red-robed old man has mastered four special laws and one ordinary law. I don't know if No.1 will master five special laws or one supreme law.

An ear-piercing sword cry sounded, and 36 flying swords flashing with white light shot out at a particularly fast speed.

Wang Changsheng wasn't careless, he sacrificed a long stick that was shining with white light, and with a sudden shake, shadows of heavy sticks swept out to meet him.

There was a "Keng Keng" sound of gold and iron clashing, and 36 white flying swords flew out backwards, surrounding Wang Changsheng, trembling slightly, and bursts of ear-piercing sword cries came out.

"Sword formation!"

Wang Changsheng frowned.

The 36 white flying swords turned quickly, and sharp white sword energy swept out, and at the same time white tornadoes appeared, heading straight for Wang Changsheng.

　Tomorrow will be able to end this little plot, go back to retreat,
　
(End of this chapter)