Ziyun won the first three opponents easily, so there was no need to adjust his breath, but don't forget, there will be seventeen more statues after that! "According to this increase, by the time he reaches the tenth place, his strength will be close to that of the Nine Heavens Dacheng

!”

The fact is indeed as Qin Yichen expected! As Ziyun defeated again and again, after the tenth game, the glory dissipated, but Ziyun's breathing was a bit hurried: "This is so cool!"

Qin Yichen's face was solemn. The strength of this light and shadow was indeed that of the Nine Layers of Heaven! The key point is that the ninth light and shadow was only slightly weaker than it. It was probably the peak of the Nine Layers of Heaven! At this moment, Qin Yichen seemed to realize the extraordinaryness of the Jiaomen ruins.

! Winning streak! In the past, the winning streak was easy to say, but at the tenth statue, although Ziyun would not lose, it was no longer so easy.

The key is that after each victory, there is only ten rests, which is almost a wheel-to-wheel battle! The loss of immortal power and state is quite severe! "Ziyun, stop talking! Where is the elixir I gave you, hurry up and recover!"

Qin Yichen reminded him, and Ziyun did not dare to hesitate. He immediately took out the elixir and drank it. His condition recovered, but his face became serious, without the previous contempt.

You know, he has just won ten games! That is half, and the opponent's strength has reached the ninth level! In the next ten games, the opponent's strength will probably increase layer by layer as before! "

Buzz!"

After ten breaths, Guangyao appeared, with a fierce aura. It was as if Ziyun had guessed that the eleventh opponent was a bit stronger than before! "This opponent's increase is not as obvious as before."

Qin Yichen murmured softly, even so, he was still a little uneasy. When there are ten statues, the Nine Heavens will be completed. So what kind of strength should the last statue be?

And how long can Ziyun continue to win?

"Roar!"

On the light platform, the immortal power surged, the swords raged, and Ziyun and the light and shadow fought fiercely. It was much more thrilling than before! "Boom!"

In the end, a sword cut off the head of the light and shadow, but this was Ziyun's fierce attack. Before the light dissipated, the two fists condensed into dragon claws also hit the former's chest hard.

"boom!"

Ziyun took a few steps back, gritted his teeth, and held back the blood that surged in his throat: "The eleventh one!"

Under the stage, Qin Yichen's starry eyes flickered: "The opponents so far have been able to hurt Ziyun..." "Ziyun, don't save the pills! You must ensure your condition!"

Ziyun also hurriedly followed the instructions. In the first ten breaths, he still had time to joke with the boss, but now, he just felt that the ten breaths passed by too fast! As soon as he filled a mouthful of pills, he saw the light condensed,

The twelfth opponent appears! "Again!"

Ziyun roared angrily and swallowed the elixir. The two figures clashed again, with immortal power billowing, and the hall seemed to be trembling a bit.

Honglian stood in the audience and said leisurely: "It's good to be able to take the elixir, and the effect of the elixir will not disappear after ten breaths."

"However, your kid's elixir can still help that stupid dragon and improve its condition. But the time after each victory is too short. Just wait and see. There will be up to fifteen statues at most. Even if it is

Even with pills, I can't recover..." Qin Yichen nodded. At that time, it will depend on Ziyun's endurance! Twelve statues, thirteen statues... fifteen statues! The light and shadow dissipated, but Ziyun was so

Leopard Teeth leaned on the ground, breathing heavily, and there was blood dripping from his feet. Where was the understatement from before?

"It's getting more and more powerful..." Ziyun whispered, taking out another bottle of elixir and stuffing it into his mouth. He knew very well that without the elixir from the boss, his condition would be even worse! Moreover, even if the boss gave him the elixir, his condition would be even worse!

The elixir is the best that can be produced, but the recovery speed is also somewhat limited and cannot make up for the loss! Sixteen opponents appear! "Boom!"

I saw that light and shadow condensed together. Although it was in human form, its whole body was covered with dark purple scales. And that statue was none other than the Purple Prison Dark Soul Jiao! "It turns out he is a member of my clan..." Ziyun smiled ferociously: "

However, those are just the same clan, I don’t know what the Purple Prison Dark Soul Jiao Clan is, and they are not your clan now!”

The light and shadow stared coldly at Ziyun. Suddenly, the figure moved fiercely, and his fists turned into sharp claws. The speed was extremely fast! Qin Yichen's starry eyes flashed. This level of strength is only a few steps away from the peak of the Nine Heavens.

One step left! "Boom, boom, boom..." The light exploded and blood splashed! The two figures were fierce in their methods. I don't know how long it had passed. The swords in the sky crushed the dark purple scales, and the leopard teeth pierced the heart with a knife, and the twisted light and shadow disappeared into thin air!

However, at this moment, Ziyun was covered in blood and scars! "Huh..." Ziyun's hand holding Baofa was shaking a little. Ten breaths of time was so short that it didn't even have time for his wounds to heal.

.

The seventeenth one! The pinnacle of the Nine Heavens! "Kill!!!"

After the first battle, even with the leopard fangs leaning on the ground, Ziyun could no longer stand. He was half-kneeling, covered in blood, and even had injuries from torn dragon claws, and his bones could be seen! The eighteenth statue was even more powerful than before.

A level of tyranny! After this battle, Ziyun's breathing became weak, and he collapsed on the ground. He took out the elixir with difficulty, but smiled bitterly. The boss's elixir could only save his life at this moment...

…"This stupid dragon has reached its limit."

Hong Lian spoke, and Qin Yichen also saw that the two previous opponents were both at the pinnacle of the ninth heaven! In terms of realm, they could be said to have crushed Ziyun! If it were other golden immortals in the seventh heaven, let alone defeating them, almost only

Being killed instantly.

After fighting for eighteen consecutive games, Ziyun was almost exhausted.

"Ziyun, come down!"

Hearing the boss's voice, Ziyun shook his head, wiped his face with blood, and then smiled: "Boss, you underestimate me."

Qin Yichen took a breath. He didn't underestimate Ziyun, but didn't they know Ziyun's strength?

But Ziyun staggered up and murmured in a weak voice: "Well, it shouldn't wither... It's all Lu Xiaolu's fault. If there was still a blade of grass, I wouldn't be so miserable."

Normally, Lu Xiaolu would have been furious, but at this moment, she lowered her head and said nothing. She saw purple clouds with green light lingering all over her body, as if they were squeezing the Chunyang Baozhao grass.

But at this moment, no one cared to sympathize with Chunyang Baozhaocao, who had never stopped since he followed Ziyun.

"This stupid dragon only used Chunyang Baozhao grass to grow a blade of grass, and it was eaten by Xiao Lu'er. Even if Chunyang Baozhao grass itself still has some energy, it is far from enough to heal his injuries...

..." Honglian's face looked solemn at this moment, and it was indeed what he said. The faint green light only lasted for a moment, and then dimmed and dissipated, as if Ziyun did not dare to squeeze too much.
Chapter completed!