Devil Tian's evil eyes scanned Fu Yi and raised his head. Indeed, as he said, the strong on the eighth floor had not been replaced for two years. He also stayed on the eighth floor for three years. Everyone's strength reached an unimaginable level, especially the top three.

"You're a loser. You deserve it. I don't think you're qualified to bring me shoes."

His mean mouth spits out an arrogant and rebellious voice. Fu Yi's strength is known as the first among the younger generation of the holy palace. In addition to Fu Xin who left the palace, this ranking is not low. The holy palace is inherited from the divine emperor level power of Jiutian mainland. This weight can be imagined.

"You..." the devil was in a hurry. His casual eyes suddenly fell on Fu Yi's white clothes. The three words made him roar in his mind. He unconsciously retreated a few steps. The ugly voice said: "you are from the holy palace. No wonder you are so arrogant."

On the mainland, the holy palace is a taboo and the most powerful symbol. Many forces counseled him after 50000 years of bloody rule.

"A holy palace scares you like this. It's estimated that you don't have to fight, and you'll be scared into a dog." Fu Yi is still proud of slow track.

"I'm just a little surprised. What's the holy palace here? Your most powerful original power can't be used here. Why am I afraid of your challenge."

Having said that, the devil is still a little uneasy. This is not the middle domain, but the God of War Tower. The God here will not allow the martial arts to use the taboo power of origin.

"Cut the crap and die." Fu Yi's eyes were arrogant. He opened his mouth and spit out a hurricane containing countless wind blades. The void seemed to be cut. In the next moment, there were hurricanes everywhere on the whole martial arts platform to cut the devil.

"Boom!" Fu Yi's body moved. The fierce halberd in his hand exuded great power. An ancient fierce beast circled on the halberd. This is an immortal level fierce halberd. Its grade is not low. It has reached the quality of immortal level top grade. You know, the weapons in the hands of many God kings are also immortal level inferior.

This time, due to the strong counterattack of the perishing alliance, although the holy King's palace above can't send strong people to support, for example, some fairy level magic tools can support the holy King's palace secretly. It's much easier to get fairy level weapons in Jiutian mainland.

The fierce halberd, which was extremely powerful, took the huge mouth of the fierce beast and turned the evil Qi into a strong wind. In the strong wind, there was the most terrible evil thunder, which made the devil's heart tremble. It was an iron plate that was difficult to kick, and it was likely to be planted in this person's hands.

"Heaven devil Dharma."

It's about his own life. The devil can't be careless. As soon as he makes a move, he uses his most powerful attack. The rolling black magic gas wraps the martial arts arena. A terrible virtual shadow stands in the void. The virtual shadow is like a terrible devil.

When the devil came out, the devil didn't let down his heart. He had a magic lock in his hand, and the devil flame was towering, with the power of soul addiction.

"A waste like attack."

Fu Yi vomited out arrogantly and drew out the fierce halberd. The fierce halberd killed the evil virtual shadow that day. The fierce halberd was sharp and cruel. As soon as he touched the evil virtual shadow that day, it turned into cruel black gas and dissipated in a unwilling roar.

"Die!" Fu Yi, holding a fierce halberd, chopped out towards the sky. The evil Qi power turned into evil wind. In a moment, he suppressed the dark Qi of the devil. In the blink of an eye, the evil thunder flashed wildly, and the void was occupied by the evil Qi. Fu Yi's strength was to crush the devil sky.

"I can't lose to you. I've been on the eighth floor for three years. I understand the power of the law every day. Even if it's a three-and-a-half-step king, I can fight. How can I lose in the hands of an ant in Shentai."

The devil was angry and trembling. The instant Kung Fu of hooking the devil lock went towards Fu Yi, like an infinite extension, like the most terrible poisonous snake rolling up a terrible shadow of devil Qi deficiency.

"A mole ant still dares to be angry. No matter how long you cultivate, you are just a mole ant that can be trampled on at will in front of me." The fierce halberd went towards the hook magic lock, which transmitted a fierce force of fear. In an instant, the hook magic lock was cut off by the fierce halberd. Obviously, the quality of the fierce halberd was too much higher than it, and this evil spirit was transmitted to the demon sky along the void, and a scream sounded.

Devil Tian's body fell to the ground, and his eyes were full of incredible color. He didn't even have the power to resist. The gap was like a natural moat.

"You can die."

Fu Yiru looked at Devil day like a dog. He had enough fun. It was time to end the battle. The fierce halberd gently crossed, and the sharp head fell. Devil day was destroyed by evil spirit and unwilling to die.

"Fu Yisheng, you have the qualification to enter the eighth floor." As soon as the local referee frowns, the martial arts platform on the seventh floor can transmit Fu Yi directly to the eighth floor.

With the easy killing of devil day, the whole seventh floor was boiling and unbelievable. Devil day was so powerful that someone could kill him. What strength should he have? Not only him, but also the eighth floor was turbulent, and ten people were replaced.

At the moment, Sun Yi, who is immersed in cultivation, doesn't know anything.

On the hard bed, Sun Yat Sen sat like the same sculpture, motionless, and the power of laws was absorbed by him. His body was almost a bottomless hole. In an ethereal state, he achieved twice the result with half the effort.

At the moment, he is immersed in the fantasy world built by the array.

Everywhere is filled with golden gas and flames mixed in it. A figure is so fierce in the void. In his hand is an illusory bully gun. A gun stabs out and hooks the golden fire power around, turning into a huge gun awn to break the sky.

"Shua Shua!" The figure suddenly disappeared in the void again. The body method that followed him was demonstrated incisively and vividly at the moment. For a moment, Sun Yat Sen seemed to turn around in the void and return to the original place. A gentle breeze came from him.

"It's estimated that I've been practicing for a month and a half. This is indeed a treasure land. I feel that if I leave here now, I can start to break through the realm of Shentai's seven heavy heaven. My artistic conception field is enough, but what I lack is the cohesion of Wutai."

Sun Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Unconsciously, he had been in the dreamland world for a whole month. His understanding of his shooting, boxing and body methods was deeper than before. It was not easy to understand so much in a short time.

"The wasteland in my elixir field is still too rare. The hateful gold book doesn't tell me clearly after throwing out the wasteland star. It just asks me to keep on collecting more. It's good. What is the wasteland star and what secrets are hidden."

Sun Yat-sen scolded the Golden Book. This guy is not a good thing. He knows everything, but he always pretends to be deep. Let him guess that Bing Xin's change is not willing to say. If he can beat the Golden Book, Sun Yat-sen would like to tear open the Golden Book page by page and vent.