"His current strength is much stronger than when he was in the first illusion. Is he going to break through?"

The white-clothed boy pondered and said, the first test of illusion was done by him himself. Of course he knew what Ling Dao's strength was. Afterwards, he saw all the strengths Ling Dao showed in the second to fifth illusions. Naturally, Ling Dao's progress during this period cannot be hidden from his eyes.

It's a pity that the current breakthrough will do more harm than good to Ling Dao. The test Ling Dao is currently accepting is aimed at the early stage of the Saint King Realm. Once he breaks through to the middle stage of the Saint King Realm, then the test for him will become the middle stage of the Saint King Realm. Ling Dao, who has just broken through to the middle stage of the Saint King Realm, definitely does not have the dominance he had in the early stage of the Saint King Realm.

The test in the early stage of the Holy King Realm is not difficult for Ling Dao, and the white-clothed boy can understand it completely. After all, Ling Dao is the strongest early-stage Saint King Realm fighter he has ever seen, not one of them. As for whether Ling Dao can become the strongest mid-sage king realm warrior in the future, he doesn't know, anyway, Ling Dao, who has just broken through to the mid-sage king realm, is by no means the strongest mid-sage king realm warrior.

"Overreach!"

The phantom on the 699th floor sneered, he saw him holding the dragon-slaying sword tightly with both hands, and he slashed out with a mighty saber intent surging to the extreme. The densely packed sword lights are like a million heroes, with a majestic momentum, and they are invincible at the point of the soldiers.

"It's so arrogant, it's completely looking down on that kid!"

"It's normal to look down on him. Fighting alone, even I can't look down on that kid. Can a warrior in the early stage of Saint King Realm still be able to shake the sky?"

Their performance in the sixth level illusion is not as good as Ling Dao, but it does not mean that their strength is not as good as Ling Dao, and the warriors at the peak of the Saint King Realm have at least three more temples than Ling Dao. The influence of one temple on the strength of a warrior cannot be underestimated, let alone three temples?

"Holy True Dragon Fist!"

Without hesitation, Ling Dao sacrificed his own temple, carved with carved railings and built with jade, resplendent and resplendent, with one path after another hidden in it. The Saint-level True Dragon Fist was evolved based on the Emperor-level True Dragon Fist, and its power is naturally stronger than the Emperor-level True Dragon Fist. Moreover, the Holy Dragon Fist was deduced based on his own perception, and in his hands, it can exert its greatest power.

The phantom in front of him was really not weak, Ling Dao couldn't help but be careless. Ling Dao swung his hands, and with a terrifying fist, like a sharp weapon of a magic weapon, he smashed at the phantom on the 699th floor. A pair of fists shone with a metallic luster, and the shadows of the heavy fists turned into a giant dragon hundreds of feet long, and rushed straight to the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"boom!!"

The sound was loud, the elephant was invisible, and the warriors at the Holy King Realm below were instantly deaf. They could clearly see the collision of the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Holy Dragon Fist, but they couldn't hear any sound. Countless shadows of fists dissipated one after another, and the giant dragon hundreds of feet long couldn't stop the sharpness of the dragon-slaying sword.

Of course, the Holy Dragon Fist that Ling Dao used was also not a vegetarian. Even with the strength of that phantom, he almost failed to hold the Dragon Slaying Sword. The power that Ling Dao erupted passed along the dragon-slaying sword to the hands of the phantom. It can be clearly seen that the phantom's shoulders trembled several times before he was able to hold the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand.

At the same time, Ling Dao's fist was like a flood that opened the gate, hitting the phantom above the 699 steps. If it was replaced by a warrior in the early stage of the Holy King Realm of the Yaozu, facing such an impact of punching intent, the world of will would probably collapse in a short time.

"What level of martial arts is this? How can it have such power?"

The warriors of the late Saint King Realm of the Dragon Clan couldn't help but ask, normally speaking, even if the warriors of the early Saint King Realm displayed the unique skills of the Holy Grade, they would not be able to exert such power. Could it be that Ling Dao's comprehension has reached the early stage of the Talented King Realm, and he has already mastered Taoist martial arts?

The difficulty of cultivating Dao-grade martial arts is far from being comparable to that of holy-grade martial arts, and it is not even comparable to that of holy-grade martial arts. It is possible to say that the sage kings of the Seven Temples can display dao-grade martial arts, but it is simply unrealistic for the sage kings to display dao-grade martial arts in the early stage.

"Isn't he a warrior from your Dragon Clan? What do you mean by asking us? None of your fellow clansmen know, so how would we know?"

The Late Saint King Realm martial artist of the God Elephant Clan curled his lips, and immediately asked back. Their understanding of the dragon clan is limited after all, not to mention that Ling Dao is still a real dragon. As we all know, true dragons have a very high status in the dragon clan, and the martial arts they can practice is far beyond that of ordinary dragon clan warriors.

In the wild period, the Dragon Clan was the overlord of the heaven and earth. After so many years, how much martial arts the Dragon Clan has stored up, it's no wonder that the warriors of their Idol Clan know. The martial arts brought out by the dragon clan, or the martial arts displayed by the dragon clan warriors outside, is only a part of it.

"Interesting, how many things does this kid hide?"

The young man in white looked at Ling Dao with interest. He didn't know if the Holy Dragon Fist was a Dragon Clan martial art, anyway, Ling Dao had never used it before. In terms of power, the Holy Dragon Fist that Ling Dao used was not weaker than that of the Supreme Saint King.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really wouldn't have believed that a warrior in the early stage of the Holy King Realm could display such strength as Ling Dao. In his cognition, no matter how strong a warrior in the early stage of the Holy King Realm is, there is a limit. However, Ling Dao broke his cognition, and Ling Dao in the early stage of Talented Saint King Realm was not weaker than some peak Saint Kings.

"Come again!"

Without any hesitation, Ling Dao immediately unleashed the Holy Dragon Fist again, attacking the phantom above the 699th floor. The seemingly invisible sound of the dragon's chant suddenly sounded in the ears of many Saint King Realm warriors, and Ling Dao's arms were like two real dragons, and ruthlessly slammed into the phantom above the 699 steps.

A sound like the clanging of gold and iron shook the void, although Ling Dao's fists hit the phantom, but the dragon-slaying sword swung by that phantom also hit Ling Dao's shoulder. Ling Dao's blood stained the steps below, and the dragon-slaying sword seemed to cut off his arm.

"That phantom won't come true, will it?"

Many Saint King Realm warriors were taken aback. They were not worried for Ling Dao, but for themselves. Since the test of the sixth illusion can kill Ling Dao, it can also kill them. Fortunately, they didn't go up rashly, otherwise, they might have been a cold corpse now.

"What's your expression? Wouldn't it be a good thing for us if that kid died on the 699th floor?"

"That's right, he is a genius of the Dragon Clan, not a genius of our Kunpeng Clan. If he died on the 699th floor, wouldn't our Kunpeng Clan lose a great enemy in the future?"

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