The first thousand four hundred and eighty-three chapters: the detailed division above the holy realm
There was a huge stir, and everyone looked over with focused eyes. Their hearts were shaking. The pressure came from the void. They were far apart. However, it had suppressed the Eight Desolations, changed all things, and had the ability to change the scene of the world.
This is the Holy King.
In the black world, limited to that world, you may not be able to see much. Even the spirit of the emperor's soldiers and the use of the emperor's magic are not as bright and vast as they really are in the outside world.
However, being on the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Worlds, any martial art or scene is fully revealed. The feeling at this moment is more real, as if an ancient god is entrenched in the mind.
That kind of pressure is too shocking.
The aura of the Holy King is still thousands of miles away, but here, the wind and clouds are rolling, and the heaven and earth are showing endless visions. All things are changing and destroying and dying. The light of the Holy King is soaring into the sky, rushing into the sky, and everything is turning like stars.
Buzz!
Under the Emperor's soldiers, there was a tremor and a storm swept across. Many masters of the Underworld were vomiting blood, their bodies were falling backwards, and they could not stop trembling.
Among them, there are also Saint Kings, but they were severely damaged. Rufeng Saint King, the Saint King who controlled the imperial formation in the black world and killed Chu Feng and the others, was also very weak.
He stood in the void, blooming with the strongest power, resisting the spirit of the Holy King.
"You have exhausted yourself a lot. In this state, can you stop me?" The Holy King came, and visions filled the sky, covering the sky and the sun. He was a middle-aged man.
Wearing a gray robe, he is unruly, with long hair hanging down like a waterfall of divine light. He controls a long sword and flies into the sky, bursting out with endless sharpness, which can easily cut mountains and rivers and destroy stars.
"The powerful Saint King at the end of the road can reach the level of the Lord of the Great Religion. This is Wang Ruoxu!"
"Wang Ruoxu, the peerless great sage king in the Wang family, is only four hundred years old and has already entered the realm of the sage king. This is incredible!"
"When the Holy King comes out, who will compete with him? This is equivalent to stepping into the strongest ranks with one foot!"
Everyone exclaimed.
This powerful Saint King came from Lujie Heaven and Earth. He is one of the few peerless experts who has entered the battlefield of all realms.
Only four hundred years old, at the end of the road, is actually very young. After all, in the realm of saints, except for desolate places, basically they can survive for thousands of years.
The Holy King even has the opportunity to live through an era and transcend tens of thousands of years.
To achieve the realm of Saint King at such an age is absolutely extraordinary.
Moreover, he comes from the Lujin Wang family, and his resources, cultivation, etc. are not comparable to those of ordinary saint kings!
"Xiaocheng Saint King? It's a pity that you are in the same state of injury as me. Today, I will kill the Saint King!"
Wang Ruoxu was extremely confident. He stepped into the void, and the Saint King's light turned into steps. He strolled forward very proudly, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers in one step. This was a strong man in the Saint King realm!
The eleventh grade of saints.
Unparalleled in the world, unmatched in the world.
"The Holy King Realm is completely different from everything before. This is the real terror."
"In this realm, it is said that it is divided into small success, great success, great perfection, and catastrophe."
"Every level is amazing. Of course, as long as you reach the Saint King realm, you are already incredible!"
"After all, the Holy King of Disasters almost only exists in legends. The leaders of many great religions may have the opportunity to attack this level with the help of ancient treasures and so on!"
Many people spoke up and exclaimed, especially the strong man at the end of the road, who mentioned this person's realm and the great secret of the Saint King's realm.
The Holy King is the eleventh grade of Saint.
Further forward, there are rumors of the twelfth grade of saints, known as the quasi-emperor realm. They are forging the emperor's foundation and moving forward step by step. If they have the opportunity, they can attack the emperor's realm.
besides.
If you do not enter the twelfth level and cannot construct an imperial base with the power of the Tribulation Saint King, you can also go a step further and become a powerful person such as the Ten Kings and Ten Emperors. Although you do not enter the imperial realm, you are still very powerful and are called half
emperor!
There is also a gap between the quasi-emperor and the half-emperor. Twelve-level saints and powerful quasi-emperors have never entered the imperial realm. However, powerful people such as the Ten Kings and Ten Emperors are called half-emperors.
, like half an emperor, half a foot, has stepped into the imperial realm, surpassing the twelfth level of saint!
"This is the hierarchy of martial arts. Every warrior in this world follows this hierarchy. Even though the names are a little different, in fact, the essence is the same!"
The saint's remnant soul made a sound in Mo Chanzi's body.
This is something he has never talked about in the past.
"These martial arts realms were originally too far away from you, so I didn't tell you that later on you entered the ancient path and you entered the holy realm. However, because of the special nature of the way you walked, I was often blocked and never had a chance!"
"The Saint Realm seems simple and is divided into twelve levels. But in fact, each realm is different. Even if they are in the same realm, the gap is very big. You must have seen it. And the Saint King Realm is
A group at the pinnacle of martial arts!"
"In the past, you must have wondered why, as a powerful Saint King, I couldn't really participate in it in the last years of ancient times. Could it be that all the ten kings and ten emperors were fighting in that war? In fact, this is impossible!
"
The remnant soul of the saint sighed and said again, "It's just because I'm not strong enough. In the past, I was only a small Saint King, and I just stepped into the eleventh level of Saint!"
"Small success, great success, perfection, resolution!"
"Any one of them has a difference between heaven and earth. Without going through these, it is impossible to cast the emperor's foundation and peek into the emperor's realm!"
He said again, trying to clear up Chu Feng's doubts.
I originally thought that there were only twelve levels of sainthood, and the last level was still legendary.
After all, after ancient times, almost no one became an emperor.
Get to this level.
but.
Now Chu Feng knows that the Holy King Realm is actually divided into four levels. Knowing this, in the past, the remnant souls of the saints participated in the ancient war at the end of time. It can be explained why they were not even able to touch the real war.
It is true that the Xiaocheng Saint King cannot participate in the battles of the next three levels of Saint Kings, or the so-called quasi-emperors and half-emperors.
at the same time.
Chu Feng also had a new understanding of the ten kings and the powerful men at the level of the ten emperors.
In other words, this is a half-emperor, who has almost stepped into the realm of the great emperor, surpassed the realm of the saint, but has not completely become an emperor, and has crossed the quasi-emperor realm of the twelfth level of a saint!
With this division, Chu Feng also had a clearer understanding of the Martial King, Xing Zun, etc. he had seen in the past.
Such an existence can indeed dominate an era, just like the ancient times and beyond, and even before and after the ancient times, the era that was known as the imperial realm was the pinnacle!
"Martial arts is indeed rugged and difficult. I still have a long way to go!"
Chu Feng's eyes narrowed, he clenched his fists and whispered in his heart.
And at this moment.
boom!
The sky rolled, and the light of the great avenue bloomed out of the void like a divine lotus. Everyone's minds moved in unison. Thousands of miles apart, the aura of the Holy King swept over again!
The strong man from the underworld, the Holy King, even looked downcast, feeling the endless crisis!