Global Simulation Age

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Lin Qiye lit up Jing, Jing, and Du's three heavenly gates in succession! …

The triple heavenly gate is shining brightly, spewing out rays of light, making the Nascent Soul in the dantian radiant.

But... the bright glow only gathered on the lower half of the Nascent Soul, trying to flow to the upper body, but was blocked by the wounded door.

Lin Qiye sprinted many times.

Both failed to light the injury door.

"The location of the wounded door should be blocked by the roots of my Nine-Colored Divine Lightning Body. I need to swallow the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Pond and further awaken the Nine-Colored Divine Lightning Body to light up the wounded door!"

Intuition told Lin Qiye that to light up the wounded door, one needs to swallow the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Pond first.

then.

Lin Qiye gave up sprinting and walked out of the closed underground training room.

outdoor.

Sensing a powerful aura, Eunuch Cao rushed to Lin Qiye at the fastest speed.

When feeling Lin Qiye's body, the extremely thick half-step Nascent Soul fluctuates.

Eunuch Cao's heart was turned upside down.

"Seven-year-old... seven-year-old half-step Nascent Soul? Seventeenth Prince, aren't you really descended from a god?"

Lin Qiye smiled and was about to speak.

not far away.

A black dot approached quickly, and it was the old emperor who was coming.

"Breakthrough to the half-step Nascent Soul so quickly?!"

The old emperor looked at Lin Qiye, his eyes subconsciously showed emotion and embarrassment.

"As expected of Xiao Shiqiu, he actually lit up the Triple Heavenly Gate at the age of seven."

"You know, Eunuch Cao and I have actually only illuminated the four heavenly gates of Jing, Jing, Du, and Hurt."

"The old wolf lord is extremely talented. He lit up the five heavenly gates of shock, scene, Du, injury, and death, and it overwhelmed our Great Qin Empire."

"The young master of the wolf clan, known as the pride of the generation, is also two hundred years old, and he lit the door of death..."

"I thought that our Great Qin Empire would continue to despair. Who knew that you, Xiao Shiqi, were several times stronger than them!"

Speaking of which.

The aggrieved and haze of the old emperor for many years was swept away.

He held his head high, his face flushed with red, and he was proud of himself.

Looking at Lin Qiye, he was full of high hopes.

"However, Xiao Shiqi, how is your actual combat? It's not enough to have cultivation, what is more important is actual combat."

The old emperor warned.

Regarding the old emperor's doubts, Lin Qiye didn't feel the slightest timidity.

"Father, do you want to practice with me?"

The old emperor's eyes slightly closed.

"can!"

then.

The old emperor, Lin Qiye, and Eunuch Cao quietly left the palace.

Floating on the vast expanse of green forest.

"Little Seventeen, I have lit up one more heavenly gate than you, and every heavenly gate has an irreparable gap, you must be careful."

The voice fell.

The old emperor's momentum exploded from top to bottom.

The phantom of a flaming tiger condensed behind the old emperor.

see.

Lin Qiye looked solemnly.

Twist the handle of the knife with the palm of your hand, the blade rotates, and the light of Sen Han's knife flickers on his face.

Light up Lin Qiye's eyes.

the next moment.

Lin Qiye disappeared!

The stars revolved around the old emperor, and their moving trajectories were mysterious and unpredictable.

The old emperor's eyes rolled rapidly.

Stare at every star.

Subsequently.

Countless afterimages were thrown out from the long sword in his hand, and the afterimages were like comets rushing out one by one, destroying 36 stars with lightning speed. …

but.

On the trajectory of the stars moving, there are more than 36 stars.

Instead, there are 37!

While one of the stars was shattered, it did not dissipate.

Instead, it turned into the entity of Lin Qiye and rushed towards the back of the old emperor.

In an instant.

"The Ancient Sage's 36 Knives" slashed at the old emperor with an extremely domineering posture.

The old emperor's scalp was numb, and his heart felt alert.

"Golden Rainbow Like a Bell" hummed.

A giant golden bell, covering the old emperor's head, rotated at a high speed. The extremely thick bell wall gave people a sense of security that was as solid as gold and could block all killing moves.

"clang!"

The ancient saint's 36 knives collided with the Admiralty three times.

The admiralty cracked a gap.

Subsequently.

Like a dragon falling to the ground, the radiant blade slammed into the face of the old emperor.

Fortunately.

The broken golden bell bought time for the old emperor.

The old emperor took the opportunity to turn around, and the sword shadow shot out crazily, colliding with Lin Qiye's ancient sage 36 knives.

The sword technique is like a flood.

Swordsmanship is like the wind.

Floods and storms collide with each other, and it is hard to tell the winner.

Behind Lin Qiye, the eyes of the dragon elephant turned scarlet, and the heavy force was on Lin Qiye's body, supporting Lin Qiye to slash with his knife continuously, as if he wanted to split everything with one knife, and there were countless thunderbolts attached to the blade , making each knife more manic and domineering.

The old emperor's eyes were serious, and his eyes were piercing, staring at every knife of Lin Qiye, and then using the tip of the sword, or picking or stabbing, or pointing or sweeping, to cleverly reveal Lin Qiye's domineering.

The two styles of play each have their own strengths.

In an instant, afterimages filled the sky.

Sometimes it was the old emperor who seized the opportunity and twisted hundreds of swords, forcing Lin Qiye to keep defending.

Sometimes it was Lin Qiye who overwhelmed the old emperor, chopping down tens of thousands of dragons in an instant, making the old emperor look dignified.

In an instant.

Thousands of hectares of forest were shattered into ashes by swords and swords, and the river in the distance rose into the sky and turned into a [-]-meter fountain.

As for the mountains in the distance, they were pushed into flat ground.

The two half-step Nascent Soul powerhouses fought in a daze, plowing ravines hundreds of meters deep on the ground.

After half an hour.

The more the old emperor fought, the more thrilling he became.

"Although I haven't put in all my strength, I already have [-]% of my strength, but Xiao Shiqi has been fighting for half an hour, and he still doesn't look tired at all?"

The old emperor was not only amazed at Lin Qiye's terrifying fighting power, but also marveled at Lin Qiye's staying power.

He hacked continuously for half an hour.

No matter how strong you are, you should take a breath, right?

However, Lin Qiye did not.

It seems to have endless endurance.

The old emperor was secretly speechless.

"Little Seventeen, I'm going to use all my strength, try your limit!"

The voice fell.

The old emperor was fully fired.

In an instant.

The sword became sharper than ever before.

now.

The old emperor's swordsmanship was more light and elegant, and every three strikes, he could attack the place where Lin Qiye must be saved, forcing Lin Qiye to return to defense.

Almost ten breaths.

Lin Qiye felt the heavy pressure.

One after another sword lights enveloped Lin Qiye impenetrably. …

It made Lin Qiye's scalp numb.

"clang!"

There were several crisp sounds.

The golden bell that Lin Qiye had just condensed was shattered.

There are even thunder dragons gushing out one by one, torn into powder by the sword light.

but.

at this time.

The Golden Bell and the Thunder Dragon had bought Lin Qiye a moment of time, and they also created the illusion of a sky full of thunder.

then.