Chapter 1097

"Why can't he be robbed in the nineties?"

The old man's words, like a bolt from the blue, exploded in Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong's ears, and repeated them in his mind like a replay.

Even if it is the powerful land of martial spirit and the land of heaven and moon, there is no such thing as the "99 Tianjie".

In their mainland, there are legends of the "99" disaster. In the legend, no one has ever been able to survive the "99" disaster, which is the end of ashes.

The Ninth Heaven disaster is a nightmare for all practitioners!

This is said from the guardian of the gate of heaven. Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong can't believe it or not.

Nine nine days of disaster can not but wind dust, then the strength of the wind dust to what extent of terror?

"It's appalling! I didn't expect that the strength of the wind brothers was so terrible that they could compete with the 99 Tianjie! " Su Xiangyang panic way, looking at the wind dust-free eyes, full of respect, that is respect for the strong.

"Good luck." A modest smile without wind.

Yan Dong even said: "don't be modest, brother Feng. You can survive in the 99 Tianjie. Even the 99 Tianjie can't help you. This is enough to prove that your strength is very strong."

"Feng Wuchen's strength is really strong. You two can't even defeat him." The old man then spoke.

"So strong?" Su Xiangyang was shocked.

"With my strength, it is already the pinnacle of existence in our mainland. Even if there are other reals, my strength is comparable to mine. How can anyone be above the reals?" Yan Dong is difficult to set channel.

"I don't know. Maybe it's related to the power of wind and dust-free. I can only watch the situation of the human world, and I can't see it." The old man shook his head slightly.

"I can't imagine how strong it is." Su Xiangyang Road, a frenzy of war filled out, it seems really want to try the strength of the wind dust.

"The wind has no dust to go through the nine calamities. It can defeat the six calamities in one breath with one blow." The old man said with a faint smile that he was very clear about the process of the robbery.

"With one punch?"

"Defeat the six natural disasters in one breath?"

Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong are stunned, and their eyes are almost protruding.

That's the most terrible nine days disaster in the legend. Feng Wuchen defeated six days disaster in one breath, and it's still the power of one blow!

What is the power of terror?

Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong are scared by the June 9 Tianjie, and Yan Dong is almost wiped out. Feng Wuchen only uses one punch in the first six ways to face the June 9 Tianjie.

"The seventh natural calamity, the strength increases twice, is also a boxing break natural calamity." The old man continued.

Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong's body completely fell into a state of petrification, with cold sweats coming out behind them.

"As for the eighth way, we should take advantage of the defensive law to bear the force of the eighth way of natural calamity."

Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong trembled with fright. Their faces were as pale as paper, and they had no strong demeanor.

"The last one is even more shocking. With its powerful sword formula, Feng Wuchen uses 13 magic swords to launch the strongest strike, instantly defeats the Ninth Heaven disaster and destroys it together with the cloud disaster. The power of that sword can't be achieved even in the mysterious world." The old man said with a smile that he would not stop until he scared Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong to death.

Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong fell to the ground and were powerless.

They couldn't imagine how terrible the strength of fengwuchen was.

Just as the guardian said, the heaven is not as clean as the wind.

The practitioners of the human world are so powerful that they can surpass the practitioners of the heaven!

"..." Feng Wuchen shakes his head helplessly.

"You are new to the heaven, and you are very unfamiliar with it. I will tell you something about it." The old man said faintly.

"Heaven is in charge of heaven. Heaven is the strongest king in heaven. The eight gods of war are in charge of the eight regions. Everyone must obey the will of heaven. Disobedience will lead to death." The old man said seriously, with a warning look.

"What is the cultivation of the eight warlords?" Su Xiangyang asked curiously.

"Emperor level!" The old man said lightly: "the cultivation of heaven, from low to high, is the six realms of Tianxuan, Tianwang, Tianjun, Tianshen, Tiandi and Tianzun. Each realm is divided into nine stars."

"Only six realms?" Yan Dong was surprised.

"The cultivation of heaven is tens or even hundreds of times more difficult than you think. Don't underestimate these six realms. When you first come to heaven, your cultivation is just the heaven mystery, which is the weakest realm in heaven." The old man said.

"With our talent, we should be able to reach the realm of heavenly king after decades of cultivation?" Yan Dong asked.

"Decades?" The old man shook his head and said, "it's fantastic that you can reach the realm of the king of heaven."

"The king of talent?" Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong were shocked again.

"Although the aura of heaven is 100 times stronger than that of the mainland, the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it will be. Without the help of external forces, the cultivation will be difficult to improve." The wind has no dust, the secret way in the heart."Is the cultivation of heaven really so difficult?" Su Xiangyang asked in horror.

"You will know this in the future. I don't know how many of the top talents who have risen to heaven over the years, and there are many talents above you. However, in the past decades, few of them have reached the realm of heavenly king, or even the realm of celestial mystery." The old man said.

"Hiss..."

Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong couldn't help taking a breath of cool air. They couldn't imagine.

The old man looked at fengwuchen and said with a smile, "if fengwuchen, maybe it can be done. Frankly speaking, I don't want to believe it, but it's all true."

"Maybe it can be done?" Wind dust eyebrow pick, feel old some look down on people.

Of course, fengwuchen doesn't know how difficult it is to cultivate in heaven.

"Brother Feng has such amazing talent?" Yan Dong asks in consternation, the vision once again saw a breeze to have no dust.

"You have been practicing in the mainland for a hundred years before you can achieve what you are today. But fengwuchen has only practiced for less than ten years. What do you think of his talent?" Asked the old man.

"What? No... less than ten years? " The eyes of Su Xiangyang and Yan Dong are magnified to the extreme again, which is extremely shocking.

"Has this old man been spying on me? Why do you know my business so well? " The wind has no dust and frowns slightly.

"The speed of your cultivation is beyond the wind." The old man said with a smile.

"How can it be that... In less than ten years, you can step into the realm of true God? Can we fight against the "99" catastrophe Su Xiangyang looks at the wind and dust, just like a monster.

Which is not the time for the top-level practitioners to ascend for hundreds of years?

But in less than ten years of cultivation, fengwuchen can step into the terrifying realm that countless practitioners dream of. How can they believe that?

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