A terrifying coercion swept out from the steps at his feet, hitting Ye Chen hard like a giant hammer.
Boom! Ye Chen's heart roared, and this terrifying pressure turned into the power of heaven and earth and hovered in his mind for a long time.
A huge resistance blocked Ye Chen from taking this step. Ye Chen closed his eyes and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "I will definitely step into the seventh floor of the Sword Palace!"
The general trend of hell appeared in the sky above Ye Chen, transforming into thousands of troops.
Thousands of horses galloped wildly, and the soldiers of the Blood Prison Dynasty were invincible. Wherever the sword pointed, the heaven and earth were shattered!
Bang! Using momentum, Ye Chen's raised right foot landed on the ninth step like thunder.
"The pressure here is certainly terrifying, but my body is enough to withstand it!" Ye Chen took several steps forward, bang bang!
The swords on the entire floor trembled slightly, and an inexplicable pressure gathered, trying to stop Ye Chen's steps.
However, at this moment, Ye Chen was like a sharp sword, and wherever he stepped, the heaven and earth trembled.
This scene fell into the eyes of Yue Liuyun and Yue Jianscar, and they were extremely shocked. Even if they were about to step onto the ninth step, their expressions were not as calm as Ye Chen's.
Under oppression, he took advantage of the opportunity to evolve! The oppression from the outside world became more and more terrifying, and the faster it progressed, Ye Chen's aura continued to become stronger, and the martial arts field also skyrocketed crazily.
Bang bang! Every time you take a step, the Xuanyuan palace trembles.
The guardians stationed outside Xuanyuan Palace withdrew one after another from Baizhang, looking solemnly at the turbulent flow of the dark space.
A terrifying coercion filled the air. The guardians who had previously practiced on the second, third, and fourth floors withdrew from the Xuanyuan Palace.
Above the Jade Emperor Peaks, the general situation is changing rapidly. The rules of heaven and earth are suddenly transformed into twenty huge steps, with pressure permeating them. And there is a figure stepping on the steps, with white clothes like snow and long hair like snakes.
Dance wildly.
The sky and the earth roared, and countless eyes focused on that figure, "Fifth Generation!"
This phantom is not an entity. It is the result of the general trend, the trend of hell.
On the shore of the sea of clouds, Feng Lei stroked his palms and said with a smile: "The power of hell is more terrifying than the power of the empire!"
"Hell. What kind of place is that? I'm gradually becoming more curious about that place!"
"Old man Yu, if this trend continues, Wu Dai will inevitably enter the seventh level of the Sword Palace. You will definitely lose this bet!"
Hearing this, the old man's face darkened slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the phantom.
"Five generations!" The old man shook his head and said: "Old man Feng, you are too happy too early. Among the twenty steps, the twentieth step is the most terrifying!"
"A mere step cannot stop the fifth generation. I am convinced of this!"
"Are I right, boy Bijie?" Fenglei turned around and smiled at Bijie.
At this moment, Bijie had no time to pay attention to Feng Lei's words. He stared straight at the phantom that appeared in the void, his eyes filled with admiration.
Bang bang! Ye Chen's footsteps echoed in the sword palace. Ye Chen took a few steps until he reached the last step.
With his eyes shining brightly, Ye Chen stared at the last step, with the shadow of a sword floating on it. This step was not simple.
Bang bang! Seeing Ye Chen stop, Yue Liuyun's heart suddenly accelerated and beat loudly. "According to the ancestors of the Moon Clan, all the pressure of the sixth level of the Sword Palace is condensed on this last step, which is difficult for non-martial arts world experts.
Step in!”
"Even the strongest in the world of martial arts have to use their strength to step in. Five generations will definitely not be able to step in!" At this moment, Yue Liuyun could only pray that Ye Chen would stop at this step, otherwise, the bet would be lost.
However, when this idea first emerged, Ye Chen's words immediately broke the remaining fantasy: "Yue Liuyun, remember the bet between you and me!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen suddenly raised his feet, and a monstrous murderous intention broke out in Ye Chen!
Bang! Stepping on the 20th step, Ye Chen's face turned slightly pale. At the same time, the phantom of the sword that floated up turned into a hundred-foot giant dragon with fangs and claws, swaying its giant tail, carrying the sixth floor.
All the coercion in the Sword Palace rushed towards Ye Chen. The giant dragon swept over, and at the same time, the steps behind turned into gray at this moment.
Whoosh! In the sky above the Jade Emperor Peaks, a giant dragon also appeared on the twenty steps.
In the Sword Palace, Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly and looked at this huge dragon with a calm expression, "It's just a small force that can't suppress me. Even if you and other masters come in person, they can't suppress me!"
Bang! The source of killing suddenly appeared and merged into the general trend of hell. The general trend of hell once again transformed into thousands of troops. Wherever Ye Chen looked, thousands of troops and horses rushed out and stepped on the dragon of huge power with iron hooves.
Ye Chen raised his right foot again and stepped on the giant dragon.
Boom! The giant dragon immediately dimmed and finally shattered.
Facing the pressure, Ye Chen was no longer blocked and stepped into the seventh floor of the sword palace.
At the same time, thousands of troops and horses swept out from the sky above the Jade Emperor Peaks, shattering the giant dragon's shadow. A white-clothed shadow floated up and stepped on the top of the steps.
This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and they were shocked, especially the previous scene of thousands of troops sweeping out, the force of hell was so terrifying.
At this moment, many guardians are muttering in their hearts: "What kind of place is hell, and why is there such a majestic trend!"
Bang! Feng Lei's old hand patted the old man's shoulder and said with a loud smile: "Quack, Old Man Yu, how are you? I won the bet this time. Don't forget to owe me a favor!"
The old man's face darkened slightly, and he felt a little unhappy. These five generations were too outrageous.
In the Sword Hall, Yue Liuyun stared blankly at the steps that reappeared, with disbelief in his eyes: "He entered the seventh floor of the Sword Hall!"
"Enter!" Yue Jian Scar seemed to be saying to himself, clenching his hands, and a rare look of expectation flashed across his face. Such a strong man was worthy of him to follow.
The end of the darkness swallowed up the projected light, as if even the sights of Yue Liuyun and Yue Sword Scar were swallowed up.
"Yue Liuyun, remember the bet between you and me!" A plain voice sounded inside, echoing in the sixth floor of the sword palace.
"No!" Yue Liuyun said with a somewhat complicated expression.
After a moment, deathly silence returned to the Sword Palace again.
"Fudai, do you dare to bet with me again!" Yue Liuyun said loudly towards the end.
However, the only reply he received was the sound of footsteps fading away. In response, Yue Liuyun sighed slightly. He made a mistake today. Even though he overestimated Wu Dai, he still underestimated him in the end.
Wow! The seventh floor of the Sword Hall is completely white.
Ye Chen looked up and saw the flying snowflakes falling down, and dozens of eye-catching swords floating in the air.
Stepping into the seventh floor of the sword palace, a majestic pressure roared over, ten times stronger than the pressure on the sixth floor.
Ye Chen's figure suddenly sank, and a trace of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth. If his body wasn't so strong, all the bones in Ye Chen's body might have been broken under this pressure.
"What a terrifying oppression!" Ye Chen murmured, looking at the end of the seventh-floor sword palace, where the snowflakes here came from.
With each level of the sword palace, the number of magical swords inside becomes smaller, but the magical powers become more mysterious.
Looking around, when Ye Chen's eyes stopped at the ninth sword, there was a rare look of expectation in his eyes: "As Yue Sword Scar said, there really is a causal power in this seventh-level sword palace!"
Lifting his steps, Ye Chen walked towards the sword, but as soon as he lifted it up, a terrifying pressure condensed into snow flakes and fell on Ye Chen.
Bang bang! There was a dull sound, and Ye Chen flew out upside down and rolled several meters on the snow before he stopped.
"If I hadn't gotten rid of this oppression, I would have almost been shot down to the sixth floor of the Sword Palace!" Ye Chen stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and murmured.
Although I had previously guessed that the pressure at this level would be terrifying, I only realized how terrifying it was when I actually faced it.
"Yue Chuge once said that there are many magical powers in this Xuanyuan Palace, and even the powerful people have the insight to break through to the world of martial arts and the magical powers of previous generations of Moon Gods!"
"The first seven floors of the Sword Palace are all filled with magical powers, so the eighth floor should contain the insights of many powerful men. The ninth floor of the Sword Palace contains the magical powers of the Moon God!"
"Whether it's the eighth-level enlightenment or the ninth-level Moon God's magical power, I want to experience it!" Ye Chen said to himself, his eyes firm, and despite the overwhelming pressure around him, his heart felt calm, like stagnant water!
Closing his eyes, Ye Chen took advantage of the opportunity to evolve without stepping out...
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