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"Um?"

The other side.

Mengchang had just stepped onto the twenty-first floor.

Immediately, I noticed something different. This twenty-first floor was no longer a monster.

Instead, he became human.

He looked across at the young monk who looked to be in his twenties and was wearing a yellow monk's robe.

Zhang Yan also felt a little emotional.

really.

Compared with humans, all monsters and dragons are still too weak.

After all, the bloodline of monster beasts has its limits.

And people have no limits.

Although compared to humans, the bloodline of monster beasts gives them a high lower limit, it also locks their upper limit.

But humans are different.

The lower limit of human beings is very low, but similarly, the upper limit is also terrifyingly high.

It can even reach a terrifying level.

Therefore, it is reasonable for humans to become the defenders of the twenty-first floor.

"Let me see how strong you are as a defender." Zhang Yan took a deep breath, and then patted the sword gourd on his waist.

Suddenly.

The sword energy in the sword-raising gourd spread out like drizzle.

Densely packed.

Can't see clearly at all.

Facing Zhang Yan's attack, the bald monk opposite Shuang Zhang gently clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name.

Then a bright golden light suddenly appeared on his body.

Golden light directly enveloped his entire body, and continued to burst out.

The sword energy in Zhang Yanyang's sword gourd spread out bit by bit when encountering these golden lights, like butter meeting a hot knife.

"What a magical power!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yan also laughed.

The opponent's strength is really good.

At the very least, it can allow him to use his three-point strength!

"Then how about you try my trick again?"

As Zhang Yan spoke, green vines shot up from the ground, becoming towering in the blink of an eye.

The huge vine stretched out its tough tentacles and kept wrapping around the monk.

"Amitabha!"

The monk looked at these vines and sang the Buddha's name softly. The golden light on his body became more and more powerful, and he wanted to repeat his old trick.

However, he soon discovered that his golden light magical power had no effect at all against Zhang Yan's vines.

His vines easily penetrated the opponent's golden light magical power and wrapped around the opponent's entire body.

"This strength only looks like this!"

Zhang Yan sighed.

I thought the other party was in great danger.

Unexpectedly, this is it!

"Kill him!" Zhang Yan waved his hand, and the vines immediately tightened, trying to strangle the opponent.

However, it was at this time.

The other person's body keeps getting bigger.

Keep getting bigger.

In the end, the huge vine burst directly.

"That's interesting." Seeing that the other party turned into a giant, Zhang Yan nodded lightly. If it was just like that, he wouldn't be interested at all.

"But I want to see who is stronger, you or me." Seeing that the other party could also turn into a giant, Zhang Yan immediately laughed, and then rushed directly towards the other party with his six-foot-long golden body.

"Death!" Zhang Yan shouted angrily, and smashed the opponent with a pair of golden fists with great power.

"boom!"

It was beyond Zhang Yan’s expectation.

The opponent's physical strength is actually quite strong.

He caught his attack abruptly.

"interesting!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yan smiled, but he was not afraid of the other party's strength.

Instead, they are afraid that the other party is not strong enough.

"The six-foot-long golden body can't kill you, so what about this?"

Zhang Yan laughed ferociously, and his originally golden body changed rapidly and actually expanded again.

This is the effect brought about by physical foundation building.

The evil spirit fills the body!

Blood vessels burst from the muscles, his heart beat rapidly, and blood was pumped out quickly, allowing him to exert more powerful power.

"See if you can catch this punch again." Zhang Yan said and punched out again, with such tyrannical power that the air around him roared.

"boom!"

The monk opposite didn't know what it meant to be afraid when facing Zhang Yan's fist.

He still went forward and started sparring with Zhang Yan.

But this time, he didn't have such good luck.

Under tyrannical strength.

He is no match for Zhang Yan at all.

"Bang~"

"Kakaka~!"

Only a muffled sound was heard, followed immediately by the sound of bones exploding.

I saw the monk's fist explode into a ball of blood mist, scattered in the air, and then the power of Zhang Yan's fist did not decrease, directly crushing his entire forearm.

"In the face of absolute power, no magic or magical power is enough." Zhang Yan disabled the opponent's arm with one punch, followed by another punch.

And this monk could only say that fortunately it was an existence that was transformed from the secret realm. He was not afraid at all, and instead followed up with a punch.

However, the outcome has already been determined.

Zhang Yan's punch destroyed the opponent's arm.

Another punch hit the opponent's head.

simple.

Easily.

effortless!

"Alas~"

After killing the opponent, Zhang Yan sighed.

Just now when I was on the True Dragon level, I said that I would never use physical strength anymore.

As a result, at this level, I still couldn't help but use the power of my physical body.

But it has to be said.

It feels really good to fight hand-to-hand with a physical practitioner.

This kind of fist-to-flesh stimulation is not comparable to ordinary magic.

"Keep going." Zhang Yan said as he stepped onto a step.

This time, the step was no longer held by the monk.

Instead, it was held by another person.

"Interesting." Zhang Yan also reacted at this time.

It seems that after the twenty-first floor, each floor is no longer a creature.

Instead, each floor is a cultivator.

According to his guess, this cultivator may have reached this floor at the highest level and then became the gatekeeper of this floor.

This can be said to be very exaggerated.

Because this means that each floor is stronger than the people on the previous floor.

Some are even much stronger than the previous floor.

The reason why they did not move forward is because there are stronger people ahead.

"But...

That's right!"

Zhang Yan was a little excited.

This is the feeling of a genius battle.

After reaching the twenty-first floor, all the people he fought against were geniuses in the Middle Earth.

Or geniuses in history.

The fact that these people can still guard the gate after going through great waves is enough to show how powerful the other party is.

Fighting with these people.

In fact, he was fighting against all the geniuses in the Middle Earth.

"I won't beat all the geniuses in the Middle Earth when I come to the Middle Earth for the first time?" For some reason, such an idea suddenly appeared in Zhang Yan's mind.

If this is true, it would be a bit funny.

It can even be said that the small Middle Earth is just like this!

The opponents on the twenty-first floor are really not challenging.

Zhang Yan soon came to the twenty-second floor.

And it was at this time.

Zhang Yan's name slowly appeared in the top five of the combat power list.

As he entered the top five.

Related pictures also appeared.

Everyone saw a little Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, with a handsome face, who looked a little elegant and easy-going.

"Is this Zhang Yan?

What's his background?

Have you checked it out?"

The moment they saw Zhang Yan, everyone was stunned.

This guy, they really have no information at all!

It's like he appeared out of thin air!

"Which sect is this secret disciple!"

"Check to see if we can recruit him into our sect." The people from the five major sects were like crazy at this moment, constantly looking for information about Zhang Yan.

At the same time.

Inside the secret realm.

The tenth floor.

Mu Sen looked at the monster lying on the ground in front of him and took a deep breath.

"This dragon is really hard to kill." As he killed the dragon, a dragon-shaped emblem appeared on his wrist.

"Huh?

Is there a ranking?"

Mu Sen looked at the emblem in his hand and was a little surprised.

But unfortunately, this ranking only shows the top 100, and his current ranking has reached more than 3,000.

"It's okay, as long as I continue to work hard to kill monsters, the ranking will continue to rise." Mu Sen comforted himself.

Although it was hard for him to kill the dragon, his sword formation had not been used yet.

It has not reached a dead end.

Therefore, he had no doubt that he could continue to impact the ranking.

"Let's see what rank Junior Brother Zhang has reached.

Based on Junior Brother Zhang's ranking, he should be able to enter the top 100, right?" Mu Sen suddenly thought of Zhang Yan and wanted to see what rank Zhang Yan had reached.

You know, he can enter the top 3,000.

Then Zhang Yan must be able to enter the top 100.

He has more confidence in Zhang Yan's strength than himself.

The opponent is too strong.

It is simply not comparable to ordinary cultivators.

Even the cultivators in the Middle Earth can't do it.

In Mu Sen's mind, if the geniuses in the Middle Earth are geniuses, then Zhang Yan is a monster, a banished immortal, and it is difficult for the world to have a second one.

So he immediately kept looking in the rankings.

"Huh?

There is no one in the bottom 50. Did Junior Brother Zhang rush into the top 50?" Mu Sen's expression was a little surprised.

Although he thought Zhang Yan was a peerless genius.

But this is the Middle Earth after all, and the most important thing is that the skills, spells and even spiritual tools that Zhang Yan learned may be worse than those in the Middle Earth.

Especially Zhang Yan is still in the late stage of foundation building.

Many people who participated in this secret realm were at the peak of the foundation-building stage.

Some even reached the half-step golden elixir stage and could achieve the golden elixir stage at any time.

The strength of such people is no longer comparable to that of ordinary foundation-building cultivators.

So he thought Zhang Yan could enter the top 100 at first.

But he never thought he could enter the top 50.

As he continued to look up.

Mu Sen's heart was fluctuating more.

"Will he enter the top 20?"

At this moment, Mu Sen's heart was already in a state of shock.

Too exaggerated.

Top 20.

This is the Middle Earth!

With the strength of the late foundation-building stage, he ranked in the top 20 on the combat power list.

This is simply an unheard-of event!

Maybe he has already broken the record of the Middle Earth.

"Alas, Junior Brother Zhang is Junior Brother Zhang." Mu Sen sighed and continued to look up, but soon, his face became weird.

Because he found out.

There was no Zhang Yan in the top 20.

There was no Zhang Yan even in the 6th to 10th place.

Until he saw Zhang Yan's name in fifth place.

"Fuck!

Junior Brother Zhang actually got fifth place???"

now.

Mu Sen was already a little uneasy.

He always knew that Zhang Yan was awesome.

But I didn't expect that Zhang Yan would be so awesome.

The strength in the late stage of foundation building actually surpassed the others among the masters who were at the peak of foundation building and half-step golden elixir, and reached the fifth place.

"It's too exaggerated, it's really too exaggerated." Mu Sen felt that his knowledge had been shattered.

He came to Middle-earth from the Southern Wilderness before, but he was actually a little discouraged.

Because he found out.

Compared with the monks in Middle-earth, he seemed to have become one of those casual cultivators in the Tianmu Mountains.

Kung Fu and Kung Fu can't be compared.

Spells and spells can't compare.

The supernatural powers are incomparable.

When it comes to spiritual weapons, they are still incomparable.

This made him very discouraged.

In other words, a set of sword formations is considered the bottom of the box, and it is not something from the Qingheng sect.

This gap even made Musen a little confused.

But seeing Zhang Yan overpowering the others in China and directly dominating the rankings at fifth place, Mu Sen suddenly felt a sense of pride.

"The so-called Middle Earth is nothing more than that!

Although I can't beat you, my junior brother can! "Thinking of this, Mu Sen immediately gathered up his strength and continued to move forward.

My junior brother is so outstanding, I must not hold him back.

Thinking of this, Musen also showed his sword array.

Today, he is going to hit this ranking list!

And just when he made up his mind, he suddenly discovered.

Zhang Yan's ranking actually moved up one step further.

Got into fourth place.

"wipe!

Monster! "

Musen wailed and stopped looking at the rankings.

Instead, he rushed directly into the Immortal Stage and continued to fight.

"Twenty-fourth floor."

At this time, Zhang Yan had already reached the twenty-fourth floor.

At this time, he also discovered that his ranking had reached the top four.

He even spotted the three people in front of him.

These three people are a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a sword and dressed as a Taoist priest.

The other one is evil-minded and doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

The last one is a monk wearing cassocks.

"Um?

This Taoist brother looks unfamiliar?

Don’t know what sect you are from? "

The three people were resting on the steps at the moment.

Seeing Zhang Yan approaching the man with the sword, who was the first, he immediately asked.

Someone who can break into this place.

Generally speaking, they are somewhat basic.

There are even names in the world.

But Zhang Yan looked really unfamiliar.

"Zhang Yan, a poor Taoist, is a casual cultivator. He used to hide from Qing cultivators, but this is his first time entering the world." Seeing this Taoist, Zhang Yan smiled shyly.

He spoke softly.

"Um?

Casual cultivator? "

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, not only the man with the sword on his back, but also the evil young man and the monk showed shocked expressions.

They all turned their heads to look at Zhang Yan.

"You said you are a casual cultivator?"

The Taoist priest carrying the sword asked in shock.

"Yes." Zhang Yan nodded.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to name the Qingheng Sect, and he could only say that he was a casual cultivator.

"Then I wonder if you are interested in joining our Tiandao Sect?"

"Thieves, what's so good about your Tiandao Sect? You'd better join our Ghost Spirit Sect. Our treatment is much better than yours."

"Amitabha, donor, I think you are destined to our Little Leiyin Temple!" (End of this chapter)