I, Master Jiejiao, join the chat group

In the live broadcast room, the young Shi Hao showed some embarrassment on his face, and explained to everyone.

"Have you grown up? Well, there is nothing wrong with your statement, I just want to know, do you still drink milk now?"...

Ye Fan heard this and could only accept this reality.

"Haha, I can't get over this hurdle."

Lin Meng couldn't help laughing.

"Ahem, don't mention the past, so as not to hurt everyone's peace."

"Ye Fan dog thief, although I can't beat you now, sooner or later, I will beat you hard."

Hearing Ye Fan mention drinking milk, the boy Shi Hao said to him with a vicious expression on his face.

"Hey, come here if you have the guts, brother is waiting for you! It just so happens that I just learned the 'mediation of good fortune, supernatural powers' taught by the real person, and my hands are itchy."

Ye Fan curled his lips, looking fearless.

"Unexpectedly, it has been so long since the little milk boy, and he has grown into a teenager."

"The cute little milk baby in the past has finally become what I remember, hey, my youth!"

"My irretrievable youth, it finally passed away, and became what I hated before."

Seeing their conversation, the other members of the group talked and shook their heads and sighed.

Li Changsheng shook his head, but did not make a sound.

The little baby boy will grow up eventually, and he is no longer the little one holding a clay pot and drinking animal milk.

"Okay, let's not talk too much, those seven guys have already entered the lower realm, I'm going to rob and kill them."

"Brothers, let's go!"

After exchanging pleasantries, the young man Shi Hao talked about the business, got up, flew into the sky, and flew towards Hong Yu.

The footage of the live broadcast room also flashed quickly following Shi Hao's flight.

"Speaking of which, what level of perfection is the current eighth-level cultivation of the little milk baby? Kill me? Escape one? Or supreme?"

Watching the scene of the little baby flying, Kou Zhong felt a little bored and asked aloud.

"Let me think about it. I originally divided ranks one to sixteen, ranks one to nine were mortal realms, and ranks above ten were immortal realms."

"Little milk baby is now at the eighth level, which is probably equivalent to between Dunyi and Supreme."

Ye Fan thought for a while and replied.

There are many realms of perfection, but only true immortals, immortal kings, and immortal emperors can be called strong.

It's just that these three realms are divided into half-step and formal.

What are half-step true immortals, true immortals, quasi-immortal kings, immortal kings, quasi-immortal emperors... and so on.

Immortal Kings are further divided into Quasi Immortal Kings, Ten Fierce Kings, Ordinary Immortal Kings, Extreme Immortal Kings, Immortal Kings Absolutely Great, Giants, Supreme Giants, Immortal Kings Limits, Immortal Kings Ultimate, and Infinitely Close to Immortal Kings.

Of course, the division standards are different, and there is only a general comparison between the two, which cannot be applied precisely.

"In this way, the Dunyi Realm is much stronger than the Divine Fire Realm. With the strength of the little milk baby, wouldn't it be a random killing?"

Kou Zhong thought for a while and smiled.

In the Divine Fire Realm, there are still several realms away from the Dunyi Realm. Under the crushing of the absolute realm, coupled with the fierce reputation of the little milk baby, how can the Seven Gods of the Upper Realm please them?

"The bosses are responsible for the random killings, and I will be responsible for Quack on the side."

Wang Chao came out and said something.

"I can quack too."

Zhou Botong said.

"You guys are really..."

During the flight, the young Shi Hao glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room, dumbfounded.

Soon, under the powerful blessing of the eighth-rank martial arts saint, he soon crossed a long distance and landed in Hongyu! ....

.........

In the flood area.

The seven figures stand side by side in the void, the divine fire is burning, dazzling, powerful and domineering, beyond the world.

Under the bloody sunset, their shadows were stretched very long.

His body was dyed with the last brilliance of the setting sun, and he looked down on the world like seven demon gods!

"How do we act? Do we act together, or do we go our separate ways?"

After a while, someone finished adjusting his breath, recovered from the injuries he suffered from the lower realm, and asked aloud.

"Let's do our own thing, let's see who finds the inheritance of the Supreme Palace first!"

The golden humanoid powerhouse also adapted to the rules of heaven and earth, said coldly.

"Hmph! It depends on whose method is more clever."

The person who is close to nothingness said.

"Everyone depends on their means!"

The old man said indifferently.

"Then... what about the brat?"

The person who asked the question before asked again.

"It's nothing more than a brat. The disciples of the lower realm are too incompetent. They have alarmed the sects of the upper realm. They even want us to do it ourselves."

Thinking of the mission of the sect, the pangolin frowned and said.

"In my opinion, we might as well split up first, and if we encounter a brat along the way, we can just kill him."

"In case we don't meet him, let's take a special trip to the wasteland to wipe out this annoying brat before we gather back to the Upper Realm."

"What do you think?"

The silver-haired young man pondered for a moment before suggesting.

"Okay, let's each rely on our own abilities!"

When the others heard the words, they all nodded in agreement.

"go!"

Since the words were not speculative, they didn't say anything more, and each of them found the right direction and flew.

They are going to harvest the human medicine from the lower realm, and by the way, look for the inheritance of the Supreme Hall.

"Go, where are you going? Die!"

At this moment, a clear voice came from a distance, carrying infinite murderous intent, across the distance of space and time, descending on the heads of the seven people.

A powerful coercion, like an immemorial sacred mountain, immediately pressed on the top of these seven people, causing their expressions to change drastically.

"Who is so powerful that there is such a strong person in the lower realm?"

"Not good, this is a strong man in the realm of gods, we are in trouble."

"What? Heavenly God Realm? How could there be a strong man in the Heavenly God Realm in the lower realm? Could it be the human medicine left over from the last harvest? Then how did he break through the Heavenly God Realm?"

Feeling the powerful presence of the person who has not yet arrived but has arrived first, the seven gods of the upper realm who were just about to harvest the human body's medicine all panicked.

Someone shouted, saying that the aura was at least in the realm of the gods, and the others panicked even more.

The realms of this world are: moving blood, dongtian, transforming spirit, inscription pattern, array, venerable, divine fire, true one, holy sacrifice, god, empty way, beheading me, escaping one, supreme, true immortal, immortal king, Immortal Emperor, Immortal Emperor.

Among the eight realms of the lower realm, due to the lack of rules of heaven and earth, the strongest is no more than the realm of the venerable.

And the seven of them are all at the level of divine fire, and there is even one at the level of true one, which can be said to be completely crushed.

But now there is a strong man in the God Realm who is at least three realms stronger, so how can they harvest the medicine of the human body, and how can they find the inheritance of the Supreme Palace?

If you can save your life in the hands of this strong man, it will be regarded as the blessing of the eighteenth generation of ancestors.

"What shall we do?"

someone asked.

"Let's run separately, one who can escape is one, I hope that those who escape will return to the upper realm quickly, and invite the seniors from the upper realm to come and avenge us!"

Another person said pessimistically.

"it is good!"

The others looked at each other, and they all saw the determination in each other's eyes.

"Om..."

In an instant, a brilliant figure descended on the top of the seven people, and the momentum of suppressing the nine heavens and ten places, the eight wilds and the six unions descended.

"die!"

The young Shi Hao didn't have the habit of talking nonsense to the dead, and when he made a move, he was a peerless ultimate move, vowing to obliterate these seven people.

The aura of the eighth-rank martial arts saint unfolded, and a powerful mana condensed and formed, killing the seven people below.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

There was an absolute gap in strength, without any accidents, the Seven Gods of the Upper Realm were instantly killed by Shi Hao with one move.

"Huh? Descendant of Sin and Blood, you are courting death!"

In the sky, amidst the roar of thunder, a powerful voice sounded. .

Chapter 57

Upper Bound.

In an ancient palace, chaos is pervasive, indistinct, hazy and mysterious.

There are some futons placed in the hall, and there are tall figures sitting on them.

They were motionless, like fossils that had existed since ancient times, without any vitality.

In the middle of the hall, there is a picture showing the process of the seven gods descending to the realm.

Seeing that the seven of them reached the lower realm smoothly, these existences finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew, although most of them died, they managed to send off seven of them!"

At this time, a figure shrouded in chaos spoke.

"Yes, this time is different. The disciples who ignited the divine fire should stay in the lower realm forever until they find the Transcendence Chapter and a few other good fortunes! Speaking of which, it's all thanks to the joint efforts of fellow Taoists. Let's toast together to celebrate."

"Whether they succeed or not, we only have this one chance!"

Today's Little Nailboy, no, he shouldn't be called Little Nailboy anymore. After the boy Shi Hao joined the chat group, his achievements were even higher than those in the original book.

If he couldn't kill the mysterious person and find good luck, he would have no choice but to perish.

Now, with the help of Shi Hao, Liu Shen took a drop of Sanguang Shenshui, recovered from his injuries 10 years in advance, and regained his full strength.

"It's like the three old Shaolin monks who shouldn't have appeared in Xiao Linzi's world back then?"

In an instant, they erupted with a powerful aura of supremacy, each of them was on the verge of breaking out, and they were full of anger!

"That's right, the combination of yin and yang is a majestic way, how can I teach you badly."

Before dying, after he handed over the remains to his younger brother Qin Hao, he finally passed away.

Another strong man replied.

The only thing he was worried about was that those fairy kings who had enmity with the Seven Kings of the Border Desolation, as well as the disabled immortals who knew the truth, would find trouble with Shi Hao.

At the same age, at the age of 15, he was already a great cultivator in the Supreme Realm, breaking the 500-year-old curse of the Supreme, and becoming the youngest Supreme in ancient times.

Lin Meng also joined in the fun.

"Ahem, can you restrain yourself a bit, I'm still a child!"

Everyone couldn't help looking sideways, and it turned out that the other party was a supreme elder of the Western religion.

Another person spoke and smiled.