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Chapter 8482 Meng Feifan: Twelve God Emperors?(1/2)

"Now that I'm up, how can I go down?"

boom!

With a blast of his palm, Ling Xiao punched a hole in the sky, and the huge figure disappeared.

Of course, others couldn't see all this. What others saw was his calmness in facing the ninety-first floor, but they didn't know that he also encountered a danger.

Although it is not a crisis, it is not something to be fooled.

"Asshole, this is impossible, I won't accept it!"

Jin Wusheng was absolutely furious.

Ling Xiao actually climbed to a higher level than him.

Although this cannot explain the strength between him and Ling Xiao, after all, the God Emperor's Jade Bibi does not examine pure strength, but it is enough to embarrass him.

On the ninety-first floor, there were three people sitting there, and they also opened their eyes at this time.

It was as if he was awakened by Ling Xiao's aura.

These three people, one old man and two young men, all have extremely powerful auras.

"That guy Jin Wusheng is indeed worthy of being ranked at the bottom of the thirty-six quasi-god emperors. It's really shameful that he can't stand it at the eighty-first floor."

"However, the other few unfamiliar faces are quite impressive!"

"Yes, especially that person who actually stepped onto the ninety-first floor and was level with us."

"It seems that the position of the Twelve God Emperors is really unpredictable this year. I wonder if he can continue to move forward?"

The two young people chatted with each other, while the old man kept silent, but there was endless envy in his eyes.

After Ling Xiao stepped onto the ninety-first floor.

Long Wuji, the one from Fulong Valley, and the one from White Bone Demon Sect also stepped forward.

However, the man from the White Bone Demon Sect vomited a lot of blood here and was in an extremely embarrassing situation. It seemed that he could not move forward.

"May I have your name?"

The man asked Ling Xiao.

"Ling Xiao!"

"My name is Gu Jiu!"

The warrior from the White Bone Demon Sect said to Ling Xiao.

"Gu Jiu? Does it have anything to do with Bone Eighteen?"

Ling Xiao asked in shock.

"As you know.

There are eighteen of us in total, Gu Shiba ranks last, and I rank ninth.

Our ranking is not based on age, but on strength!

There were eight more people above me.

But don't worry, people under Gu Ba are only half a step into great power.

Bone King to Bone Seven are all powerful in the Dan Realm!

The Bone King is also Bone One!"

Gu Jiu announced proudly.

"Understood!"

Ling Xiao nodded, Gu Jiu's words were not enough to scare him.

"I'm going on!"

He lifted his feet and continued walking upward.

ninety two!

ninety three!

Ninety four!

ninety five!

Long Wuji and the man from Fulong Valley followed and reached the ninety-fifth floor.

There are one or two people on almost every floor.

There are old people and there are young people.

The person below almost stopped breathing.

Because Ling Xiao is creating myths step by step.

Ninety-six!

ninety-seven!

All three people stopped.

Long Wuji had already transformed into a dragon, but he still started to vomit blood. Obviously, the ninety-seventh level was his limit.

The person from Fulong Valley had bloodshot eyes oozing from the corners of his mouth, but he still seemed relatively calm.

"It's so uncomfortable, boss. I can only get to the ninety-eighth floor at most. No matter how high it is, I won't be able to go!"

Long Wuji smiled bitterly.

"Today is just about adapting, not a real fight for hegemony. Just do what you can and don't use all your cards."

Ling Xiao reminded.

"I got it, boss, I'll go up to one more floor at most and stay on the same floor as that Meng Feifan. We can't embarrass you, can we?"

Hearing this, the two people on the ninety-seventh floor looked a little ugly.

What does this person think of the ninety-eighth floor? Can he go up if he wants to?

As for Jin Wusheng on the 81st floor, his expression had already turned extremely ugly.

Those on the eighty-first floor are more terrifying beings than him.

There are old men, there are also thirty-six quasi-god emperors, and there are even geniuses who have only emerged in recent years.

It didn't matter to others, but he was really unhappy with Ling Xiao.

We actually reached the ninety-seventh floor.

He was angry, while others were shocked.

The dream is extraordinary on the ninety-eighth floor.

They actually reached the ninety-seventh floor.

Can you go up there?

But even if you can't go up, it's still amazing. After all, there are only two people on the ninety-seventh floor.

Those two people were an old man and a thirty-six-year-old quasi-god emperor.

"Jin Wusheng! The scenery up there is great. Don't you plan to come up and have some fun?"

Ling Xiao stood on the ninety-seventh floor and looked at Jin Wusheng below.

Jin Wulu was almost so angry that he vomited blood.

"I don't believe it anymore. You can go up there, but I can't!"

Jin Wusheng tried his best this time.

boom!

He stepped onto the eighty-second floor.

Hold on!

"Sure enough, if you work hard, it's still possible!"

Everyone nodded.

However, when Jin Wusheng forced his way to the eighty-third floor, it was as if he was struck by lightning.166 Novel

It directly knocked Jin Wusheng away from the God Emperor's jade.

Countless people took a breath of cold air.

Sure enough, you can't hold on hard. Jin Wusheng must be strong enough, otherwise he will fall to his death.

"Why bother? People need to know themselves. What a pity it would be if they died there!"

Ling Xiao's sarcastic voice sounded.

Jin Wu was so angry that he vomited another mouthful of blood and almost fainted.
To be continued...
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