"There is a huge gap between these three different levels of strength. They are even at the sixth level of immortality, but the difference may be even greater than at other levels..."
"The Holy Church only accepts geniuses from the current era, and it has just been established, so there are currently no masters of the King level."
Listening to what Feng Jiaojiao said, Chen Fan sighed a lot in his heart.
He also knows it.
It's not that the sixth level of immortality is so special, but because the level of strength between the sixth level of immortality and the Demon King is so different.
Just like Chen Fan.
Now he is only at the second level of immortality and can pass through the seventh floor of the Babel Tower. When he reaches the sixth level of immortality, his strength will naturally be far stronger than those at the same level.
The masters who can achieve the title of marquis or king must be the most peerless geniuses.
In fact, the masters who can reach this level are all Demon God King embryos, and they will not die easily in the catastrophe. I don’t know how many epochs have accumulated, and the number of masters in the world who have become princes and kings will definitely not
few.
And with the great changes in the world, these people will slowly be born.
Hefeng Jiaojiao hung up the communication.
"If the ancestor of the Sword Sect can resist the Demon King and not die, he will definitely not be an ordinary sixth-level immortal. If he is not a king, he must be a prince..."
Chen Fan was also thoughtful.
The Sword Sect is not a hidden sect, and the ancestor is also a figure of the current era. If he had not suffered heavy losses, he would definitely be called a peerless genius.
…
a.
The tenth tower realm.
A huge empty cave.
Flame discs floated in the sky, illuminating the huge cave.
Chen Fan followed Feng Jiaojiao into the cave.
His eyes immediately turned to the figures in the cave.
Seven or eight people.
Each one of them exudes a grand and powerful aura.
Half of them are non-human and have various shapes and skins.
"Chen Fan, you're here." A figure walked over with a smile. It was Yuhu who hadn't been seen for several months.
Chen Fan also nodded to him.
Yuhu is a demon born in the Sea of Chaos, so it is natural for him to meet Feng Jiaojiao.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with Yuhu, Chen Fan followed Feng Jiaojiao towards the crowd.
"You should all know this little guy, Chen Fan, he is my good friend now!" Feng Jiaojiao introduced to several people.
The remaining few people either remained silent or looked at him coldly.
In comparison, Chen Fan's talent was not noticed by them.
Only one person walked up with a warm smile on his face: "Chen Fan, I really admire your name for a long time."
This is a handsome man wearing white clothes.
The atmosphere is dusty.
Chen Fan also nodded politely: "I don't know, Your Excellency..."
Feng Jiaojiao introduced:
"This is your human race, Yuxue Hou Yongguan from the Ice Ji Sect. He is the great disciple of the Ice Ji Sect. He is only a thousand years old and has already reached the level of a lord!"
"Among that lord's many disciples, they are all ranked among the best!"
The person from the Bingji Sect that Feng Jiaojiao was talking about was naturally referring to the Bingji Holy Emperor.
However, as long as you mention this kind of existence, he will be able to sense it, so naturally you cannot talk about it lightly.
Chen Fan's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he was extremely polite to the person: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Yong."
Although he had some conflicts with Togo of the Ice Supreme Sect, he still had a very good impression of the Ice Supreme Saint Emperor.
Especially this person, he is probably the one who gave me the fragments of the subsequent heavenly book of "Divine Movement" and "Nightmare Prayer"...
Not to mention it saved his own life.
In fact, even if the Bingji Holy Emperor is not included, this Yong Guan is worthy of befriending just because of his ability to become a prince!
He is only over a thousand years old.
Chen Fan knew very well that among the hidden sects, there were many people who had lived through many epochs but could not reach the sixth level of immortality.
For example, the leader of the Free Alliance.
As a person who lived to this day in the last era, he is only at the fifth level of immortality!
Chen Fan didn't know exactly how long the era before the great tribulation lasted, but it must have been at least tens of thousands of years.
Yong Guan was very humble:
"I was barely able to get through the tenth floor of the Babel Tower. Although Jiaojiao is one level lower than me in the Babel Tower, her actual strength is not much worse than mine. In a few years, she should be able to become a marquis."
"Huh huh huh." Feng Jiaojiao was also very proud: "We are not yet five hundred years old."
Chen Fan gave a thumbs up: "Jiaojiao, you are so awesome."
Feng Jiaojiao has a pure heart and expresses her thoughts directly. This is the advantage and weakness of the alien race.
His emotions and character are far inferior to those of human warriors at the same level.
Feng Jiaojiao heyed a few times and was very proud of herself.
That Yong Guan turned to look at Chen Fan: "Chen Fan, you have already passed the seventh floor of Babel Tower at a young age. If you ask me, within five hundred years, you will also be able to become a prince."
Chen Fan couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he heard this.
But I was filled with emotion in my heart.
With his own specialness and strength, Yong Guan believed that it would take him five hundred years to become a prince, but he could see from the side that it would be difficult to advance in strength in the future.
Feng Jiaojiao hummed twice more: "You don't want to see who I, Feng Jiaojiao, am willing to date?!"
Seeing Feng Jiaojiao's appearance, Chen Fan also laughed and shook his head.
A few people exchanged pleasantries, but Chen Fan quickly looked at the corner, where he saw a short young man with a silver body and a silver horn.
He felt the aura of swordsmanship in this person!
This should be the "Demon Sword Lord" that Feng Jiaojiao mentioned, who understood the art of swordsmanship.
But he didn't expect that this person was not human!
Generally, foreign races that can enter the first sequence rely on their own innate advantages and the power of their bloodline.
But if you want to achieve something in the way of swordsmanship, it cannot be achieved with the blessing of blood.
No bloodline can help improve swordsmanship.
However, the human race has a special body, the Tao body. For example, Chen Fan can be regarded as an acquired swordsman body.
Yong Guan, who was beside Chen Fan, narrowed his eyes slightly:
"He is the 'Demon Sword Lord' Kawajiu. He is not older than me. He is a creature of a small and weak ethnic group, the 'Silver Demon' clan..."
The ‘Silver Demon Tribe’ is a relatively low-end ethnic group in the Sea of Chaos…
"Kawajiu was able to reach this point because he became a master of human swordsmanship."
"And Kawajiu himself has also shown quite terrifying swordsmanship talent, but he is a peerless figure who has passed the eleventh floor of the Babel Tower. He is also in the first echelon of the first sequence of the temple."
"And because of him, the 'Silver Demon' clan has also left its original position at the bottom of the Chaos Sea, and the entire clan has begun to become popular with the way of the sword."
Chen Fan was also startled: "So that's it..."
Compared with Yong Guan, who left his name on the tenth level, Chuan Jiu was able to leave his name on the eleventh level, but his level of strength was not that of an ordinary feudal lord.
Foreign races are not unable to practice human kung fu and secret techniques.
However, due to racial structure and base number issues, people like Kawahisa who are successful in practicing swordsmanship are extremely rare.
And as if sensing the gazes of the two, Kawajiu also raised his head and looked at the two of them. His eyes were pure and silent, just like a shy boy next door.
Yong Guan also smiled and nodded silently to him, extremely polite.
Lin Lei's thoughts were spinning in his mind, but he suppressed other thoughts and took the initiative to step forward:
"I've met senior brother Kawajiu. I'm Chen Fan."
Kawajiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded dully: "I... know you."
Not only is his performance slow, but his speaking speed is also quite slow.
Chen Fan exchanged some pleasantries and then went straight to the point: "I also practice swordsmanship. I wonder if I can ask my senior brother for advice?"
Kawajiu paused for a moment, then nodded: "Of course... you can."