Chapter 655

When he waved his fist, it was a bully fist. This fist could make the void pale and the situation changed. A wild dragon appeared on King Li's fist. It was only a fist time. The God King opposite turned into meat sauce and was vulnerable to one blow.

"What a powerful king." Sun Yi exclaimed. It was terrible to kill a God King with one punch.

The picture in the image continues to change, and it is not the end.

Just as king Li was about to leave, two strange figures appeared in the void. One was a middle-aged man in a robe, with a national face and a dignified appearance. The holy palace was engraved on his chest, looking at King Li angrily.

The other was a man with a calm face and supple long hair around his neck. What made Sun Yi's eyes tremble was that there was a circle of dazzling five-color light behind his head, just like the man of duhuamen in those years. He was reading something, but he could see the frown of King Li.

The battle was inconclusive. The image ended at the white hot stage. I don't know what the outcome of King Li is. It's a pity for Sun Yi that this is the truth of King Li's disappearance. It's a pity that I don't know whether King Li is alive or dead.

He looked at this array again and again, and vaguely grasped something. The man with five colors should be the man of Duhua gate, as if he had done something to King Li. His mind kept guessing. A terrible guess floated in Sun Yi's mind. Could it be that King Li's disappearance had something to do with the holy King's palace and Duhua gate.

He shook his head and didn't dare to think about it. What made Sun Yi suspicious was that the gods in the God of War Tower in the native mouth were sacred. To know that King Li was just a figure thousands of years ago, he could get the image of King Li's war, and he didn't know that there was a terrible existence to burn them in the array.

"It seems that there are many secrets hidden here, but... With my strength..."

Sun Yi smiled like a mockery. His strength was so weak that he was not qualified to participate. In this way, Sun Yi fell into meditation and unknowingly fell into a mysterious feeling.

In the three foot square room, a set of one meter square illusion array was started by Sun Yi. Sun Yi sat up with his knees crossed. The strands of gossamer law power around him hovered in his body and was absorbed by him, and Sun Yi's consciousness has entered the illusion at the moment.

In his conscious state, he entered the ethereal cultivation state. In this state, Sun Yi forgot time and only knew cultivation.

At the moment, in the five story arena, a cruel young man came.

"Fu Yi won ten consecutive victories. Do you want to fight again?" The local referee frowned at a genius with meat sauce on the ground. He didn't like it. Shortly after Fu Yi came to the God of War Tower, Shentai nine peaks of cultivation.

He looks like a jade, but his attack is extremely vicious. Ten consecutive victories mean that ten people fight with him, but these ten people are not his first-hand enemies at all. They all turn into disgusting corpses in his hands.

"They are a bunch of waste, useless mole ants."

Fu Yi is very arrogant. Since he was defeated by Sun Yi in the northern region last time, he did not destroy the heart of martial arts. Instead, he began to practice hard. He was unimpeded all the way. It took him a few years to be the strong man of the ninth peak of Shentai.

He has always been afraid of Sun Yi. Obviously, he is not as good as himself, but he can beat himself like a dog without fighting back, which makes his heart more hard. The divination of cloud shadowless divination is his nemesis. This man is a big mountain on his road to martial arts. Only if he kills him, his road to martial arts will be green.

This time he came to the God of War Tower because he wanted to sharpen himself. Fu Yi didn't pay attention to the genius, even the ten strongest people on the eighth floor. Even Fu Xin, who ranked first on the eighth floor, was confident to beat Fu Xin like a dog. What he really feared was Sun Yi.

In the face of Fu Yi's arrogance, there was a moment of silence under the stage. The tenth person who died was the first genius on the fifth floor. They became broken meat when he didn't bear a move, which made them tremble in their hearts. They didn't have the confidence to entangle with this person, and lowered their proud heads one by one.

"Waste ants, what genius, you are the dog under the nose of my holy King's palace."

With an arrogant sound, Fu Yi didn't stop. He came to the transmission place on the fifth floor and immediately reached the sixth floor.

"Fu Yi won ten consecutive victories, but there are still strong people who dare to fight." In the fighting field on the sixth floor, there was another relaxed ten consecutive victories. Fu Yi killed ten strong people on the sixth floor again. The cruel way made the strong people dare to be angry and stand under the stage one by one.

It's cruel. It not only kills people, but also turns them into broken meat. There's no finished corpse.

"Ants, you are not even qualified to give me shoes."

Then an arrogant voice came out, and Fu Yi immediately left the sixth floor and went up to the seventh floor.

There are few geniuses in the seventh floor, only dozens. Many of them are practicing hard, and the whole seventh floor is empty and silent.

"My goal is the eighth floor. Pick any of the ten people."

Fu Yi stood on the martial arts platform on the seventh floor, swept his arrogant eyes, and directly drank to the local referee who was going to nap: "I want to challenge the magic sky on the eighth floor. Hurry to get him to the seventh floor."

The portrait of the honor of the ten people on the eighth floor was pasted on the wall of the martial arts arena and stood according to the ranking. The magic heaven on the eighth floor was one of them, and the most powerful genius in the Tianmo domain. Although the ranking was not very high, it ranked ninth among the ten people.

However, even on the ninth day, the strength of magic day is slightly stronger than that of the three-and-a-half king.

Moreover, the rules of the upper and eighth floors of the seventh floor are different from those of the lower floors. The strong in the seventh floor can designate one person on the eighth floor to challenge at any time. If you win, you can replace one person on the eighth floor. If you lose, even if the person doesn't kill, the Ares tower will wipe you out.

However, if the Challenger loses, if the other party doesn't kill you and only deprives you of all battle star points, he can still stay alive.

"OK." The local referee swept his cold eyes and responded coldly. This man is so arrogant.

On the martial arts platform on the seventh floor, a figure wearing a dark robe and a ferocious mask emerged, and there was a terrible evil in the dark eyes.

"Which mole ant who doesn't know how to live or die wants to challenge my magic sky. I want you to never be reborn."

There is anger in the voice of devil day. No one likes to be disturbed and sent here to fight at the moment of cultivation.

"You are the devil. Knock my head obediently, and then get out of here. Maybe you can spare a dog's life."

Fu Yi laughed and didn't look at the magic heaven on the eighth floor at all. He looked contemptuously at the magic heaven. He was just a pedal to enter the eighth floor.