The discussion about Yang Chen under this cliff has gone crazy.

The height created by Yang Chen makes everyone look up to him.

In this tens of thousands of feet high mountain, there are many people in each hundred feet of the city. Ten thousand feet at least means there are thousands of people, but there must be tens of thousands of people in the entire bloody purgatory.

More people are only envious of this single cave on a high mountain, but do not have the strength or courage to fight for it.

They slept in the open every night, finding any place to rest and practice in fear, and their life was extremely difficult.

But what about Yang Chen?

I had never heard of it before. It was like a new person came and suddenly came out. Then he jumped to a height of nine hundred feet in one breath, and all the opponents in front were defeated one by one.

The most important thing is that Yang Chen is still a late-stage True God.

"It's about to reach a thousand feet. I don't know if anyone can resist this kid."

"It's impossible to see clearly the specific battle process if it exceeds a thousand feet."

"Those who sit in command of Qianzhang are all masters."

"Not even a thousand feet is a watershed. This guy shouldn't be able to cross this line easily."

Yang Chen doesn't care about outside opinions.

This was already his first month in Blood Purgatory.

Today is a full month.

He was almost fully trained, and instead of stopping, he went straight to the position of a thousand feet.

There are only dozens of caves left in the thousand-foot area.

There is an extremely terrifying aura coming from each of these dozens of caves.

The reason why Qianzhang didn't rush to take action was because of these terrifying auras. In these days, he has defeated countless opponents from one hundred feet to nine hundred feet, and the aura of those opponents is much different from that of this thousand-foot opponent.

"A thousand feet is a watershed." Yang Chen recalled Liang Huai's words.

Because of the gap between a hundred feet and a thousand feet, or several hundred feet, many experts hold back and feel that it is meaningless if it is less than a thousand feet, so they cannot tell which level they are on.

A hundred feet long, they are all masters.

However, the reputation of a master does not scare Yang Chen. It will only make Yang Chen's blood boil even more, as he is eager to get all the secrets.

He aimed at the cave in the center and entered it.

"Boy, I've been watching you all the way in the cave. You really still have to reach the thousand-foot position, but unfortunately, the thousand-foot position is still a little early for you."

A faint laugh appeared, and the person speaking was a fat boy who was as tall as a child. This boy was plump and very cute. But he speaks in an old-fashioned way.

Yang Chen would not judge a person by his appearance. Most of the time, this person had practiced some strange technique to become what he is now.

He estimated that his actual age was much older than him.

"It's too early to say whether we can reach this position." Yang Chen said.

"It's true. In that case, don't talk so much. I will let you know that you came a little early. Although you have no chance to go back, it will be a disaster to keep you. You can die here." When the old man spoke, a huge Dharma image suddenly appeared behind him.

"Possessed by the Star God?"

Yang Chen was very familiar with this method. This person turned out to be from Luo Xing Island, and the method he used was possessed by Pluto.

As soon as Pluto possessed him, the old boy hit Yang Chen.

Yang Chen flew out of the cave fiercely, suspended high in the sky, and the old boy also chased him out fiercely. He was possessed by Pluto, and his power became extremely terrifying.

But Yang Chen remained calm as usual and said in a cold voice: "Pluto, what a pity, my flame can only restrain Pluto!"

Yang Chen remembered the scene when he fought against Zuo Xiao. The Yang Fire mobilized by the strange fire source was extremely fierce and burned towards the old boy.

As soon as the power of Pluto saw the origin of Yang Chen's strange fire, most of it immediately withered away, and he didn't dare to fight Yang Chen anymore.

The old boy was shocked when he saw that Yang Chen's strange fire source was so powerful that the power of Hades could not compete with it.

"Boy, what method did you use?" When the old boy was shocked, he had no time to think, because the source of Yang Chen's strange fire had already burned over.

The stupid old boy gritted his teeth and said, "Possessed by the Desolate Star."

Then, the surrounding rocks turned faintly green, as if they were about to rot. However, this 10,000-foot-high mountain is made of special materials, so it is no small matter. Even the desolate power possessed by the Desolate Star cannot harm this mountain in the slightest.

But the origin of Yang Chen's strange fire gradually became exhausted and became useless in the face of the desolate power of this desolate star.

Yang Chen's pupils shrank, and he was shocked: "Has the origin of the strange fire been cracked?"

Yang Chen gritted his teeth. In fact, as early as the previous levels, his original power of strange fire was somewhat insufficient. It's not that it doesn't work, but it can gradually be resisted.

But without the situation in front of me, I was stunned and solved!

Yang Chen has always known, but he just didn't want to admit it. The origin of the strange fire is powerful and comes from the Holy Sun, but how much has he refined it now? So a large piece of strange fire origin, the flame incarnation created by his strength, can only be refined into a small piece.

Even if the power of the Mahayana stage can only be exerted to one millionth or one ten millionth, the power will be slightly insignificant.

It was really helpless to be cracked open.

Yang Chen now had to change his method, shooting directly towards the desolate star with a single shot of raw energy.

"Oh? Taoism!" The old boy smiled sinisterly and made a gesture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow. Then, he licked his lips: "Boy, do you think you are the only one who has the will?"

Yang Chen suddenly felt that his life was in danger. The Taoism used by this old boy made him feel rotten all over.

But now the arrow is on the string and must be fired.

This shot is his most powerful right now, and victory or defeat depends on it.

"Go to me, Arrow of Desolation!"

"Original Qi!"

"Ahhh!" Yang Chen's nerves tensed up, and his gun collided with the desolate divine arrow.

This is the collision between unyielding Taoism and decadent Taoism. But when the two collided, Yang Chen immediately felt powerless.

In fact, along the way, Dao's will was far greater than his own. The same was true for this old boy, but he could not have imagined that the gap would be so huge.

His unyielding will can no longer resist him.

This decadent Taoist will is corrupting his unyielding spirit. If the power of Taoist will cannot sustain it, his unyielding nature will naturally be even weaker.

But Yang Chen didn't dare to give up. Once he gave up, his body would be rotted by this desolate star. By then, there would be no way to go from heaven to earth, and he would definitely die.

"Are we going to lose here? Fall here!" Yang Chen roared unwillingly in his heart.

This is only a thousand feet, and there are still nine thousand feet ahead.

How could he do this!

Tsk tsk.

A terrifying power emerged from his spear, and it was extremely mysterious and strange, and it resolved the rotten Taoism that was still boiling and completely gaining the upper hand!