Chapter 207

This is the metaphysical fusion of two systems, and it is an essential fusion! Bruce still doesn't know what this means, and when his strength rises to a certain height, he will know how difficult and lucky he took this step!

"Hmm? What's the matter? He broke through! No, we must kill him, kill him as soon as possible!" his face changed greatly. Dussed's body was vertical, roaring and killing Bruce again, trying to strangle him in the breakthrough as soon as possible.

"This sword..."

Holding the sword of light and the sword of darkness, Bruce is still ignorant. However, he vaguely knows that a fierce attack is coming ahead to kill his hunchback old man. He is the enemy! So, following the subconscious in his heart, the two swords in his hand shook mysteriously and mysteriously, and all of them waved a sword.

"Wow! WOW!"

Very ordinary sword waving, two long swords crossed two radians, and suddenly cleverly intertwined together. With a buzzing sound, wonderful things happened. The towering darkness and light fighting spirit shrouded on it began to merge. A mottled black-and-white illusory long sword appeared, which shook and puffed, making the void tremble violently.

"Whew!"

At the next moment, the illusory mottled long sword suddenly trembled and turned into a gorgeous light. No one can describe the style of this sword, the brilliance of this sword!

"Er..."

His eyes stared round. Dused's face was unbelievable. His left hand covered his throat hard. A stream of bright red blood was flowing. His throat had been cut!

"Poop!"

His neck was crooked, and a lot of blood sprayed out of his cut throat. Dused's body had fallen down and died on the spot.

"This sword..."

Still intoxicated with the dreamy sword just now, he felt the concussion of his sword shaped soul, the interweaving of black and white, and the mysterious changes. Bruce sat cross legged and filled his mind with the sword. Various inspirations flickered frequently. Combined with his sword shaped soul, for a time, a frightening sword skill gradually took shape in his mind

"Hoo!"

After ten minutes, Bruce breathed out and opened his eyes. Deep in his pupils, a mottled sword flashed away.

"I finally broke through the realm of fighting the emperor! With the dark and light fighting spirit in my body, my fighting spirit should be comparable to the later stage of fighting the emperor, or even the peak! Coupled with the mysterious sword... Maybe I can get an artifact through the third level! Although the semi artifact is precious, it is not enough to save Qianqian. If I have an artifact, please find the Holy Land layer for me The second super strong, or please move the nine tower master, you can certainly save Qianqian! "The mood was agitated, and Bruce thought so.

The fire of hope surged and burned, and Bruce's whole momentum became more and more fierce, like a long sword straight into the sky.

"Dused, king of poisonous snakes, he has a lot of good things. Take care of them first!" glanced at the body lying on the ground, and Bruce smiled.

On the periphery of the bloody realm, on a huge snow-white lotus, Douglas, Philip and Scarlett stood respectfully, looking at the kind old man with white hair in front of them. As soon as they were transported to the bleeding evil realm, they were immediately captured by a huge force and pulled onto the huge snow-white lotus.

"Elder, what do you want? We will tell you in detail."

Facing the white haired old man, the three felt as small as a mole ant. Douglas, as the top power of the fighting emperor, took the lead in opening his mouth and had a very humble attitude. In front of the terrible strong at this level, he didn't dare to neglect. It is conservatively estimated that this old man is also the most terrible existence among the strong in the Holy Land! Even stronger!

"Well, you don't need to talk." nodded. The old man slowly stretched out his palm, and a strange force immediately shot into the three people.

"Buzzing, buzzing..."

The strange power radiated, and the memories of the three people began to reappear. They were extremely fast. In a moment, they were countless years. Finally, when they entered the bloody realm, they all slowed down... Finally, the old man slowly took back the strange power, and a smile of surprise and satisfaction appeared on his face.

Looking at the three kindly, the old man said, "yes, very good, three little guys, you can leave. By the way, you husband and wife, go directly with him to the blood and gold city. Remember, help Zhuge Pang and establish the Huaxia alliance!"

"Hoo!"

They were hardly given the chance to ask. The old man waved his robe sleeve, whining, a terrible hurricane came out, and the three bodies flew away uncontrollably.

"Who on earth is he? He even knew the leader and went away and told us to build a Chinese Alliance!" Douglas was shocked and his heart rolled.

"What a terrible power, far beyond the strong man in the holy land we know. Who is this old man?"

The three were terrified and their bodies were fast in the distance. Ignoring these three people, the old man looked at the bloody realm ahead and muttered to himself, "young Lord, young Lord, you are amazing! I hope you can get the amazing inheritance! If I guess well, it should be that weapon..."

Time flows slowly, and the one-on-one life and death battle is finally over.

"Well, yes, very good, little guys, you fight twenty people, and seven people win in the end. You are entitled to choose to give up, or get a semi artifact, and then enter the third level and make a choice..." the rumble was loud and loud, and the grand voice resounded again.

Sitting on the stage of life and death, Zhuge Pang was stunned. Seven? Isn't it right that ten people should win the war of twenty? Then he reacted again. It must be that three pairs of people died together when they were fighting. Only through this point, we can see how fierce the dispute over inheritance is.

"The third level... I'm looking forward to it!" there was a great sense of war in her eyes, and Zhuge Ponce was not afraid.

Not to mention the struggle under the holy land, even the strong in the holy land, he also has enough cards to fight with him. Now Zhuge Pang has the idea of invincibility in his heart and is not afraid of the struggle of any strong at the same level. For this amazing inheritance, he is also determined to win! Although he has the amazing inheritance of immortal cultivation civilization, many skills do not pressure his body, and this inheritance must have many precious treasures, which is the most important for him today. Moreover, Zhuge Pang was very curious about what the golden giant eyes were, why they were so optimistic about themselves, and constantly helped themselves in these struggles?

"I choose to enter the third level!"

Without hesitation, Zhuge Pang said his choice.

"Wow!"

With his words, a gorgeous dark blue pitting appeared out of thin air and quickly appeared in front of him. It was a pitting composed of a dark blue sand like streamer. Hundreds of millions of streamers flickered, giving people a dizzy and dreamy illusion.

"What semi artifact is this? It's so strange!" ZHUGE Pang reached out and grabbed it.

"Hua Hua..."

Like having his own spirituality, this faint blue sand like streamer peelian strangely integrated into his body. In a moment, he felt that his limbs and bones were all covered with this streamer, flickering and in a trance. Zhuge Pang had a feeling of moving all over the world and having a clear heart.

"Little fellow, I prepared it specially for you. I paid a heavy price for this gift. Remember, this is the eternal God crystal, one of the ten treasures in the divine domain. After 10 billion years of sacrifice, my master has integrated 18 million pieces of reincarnation memory. These pieces are all pictures he has witnessed in various aspects, including everything , echoing with the inheritance of the fourth level of wanluo reincarnation, you can ensure that your original mind will not be lost in the wanluo reincarnation, and can be fully integrated into the fragments of memory, constantly temper your original mind and practice. Its value, not to mention semi artifact, ordinary artifact, or 10000 superior artifact, is far from comparable! This is the most important inheritance specially left by the master to his successor, Don't let me down! "

Suddenly, Zhuge Pang's huge golden eyes reappeared and made a rumble over the stage of life and death.

"What? So precious!" with an excited grin, Zhuge Pang knew he was lucky this time.