For him, the first ten levels cannot satisfy his appetite.
Yang Chen entered the sea of trials.
The words on the stone tablet changed from zero to one!
It was when this text was changed that Yang Chen also went on a killing spree in the sea of trials!
"break!"
Yang Chen looked at the dark ancient beast rolling towards him, and the Taoist inscriptions spread out, completely suppressing it with the absolute power of the inscriptions.
Pass the first level of the Sea of Trials instantly and effortlessly!
Then, the second wave!
Yang Chen still only needs to suppress the number of Taoist inscriptions to crush the second wave easily.
Then, the third wave, the fourth wave, the fifth wave...
To Mo Qianwu and Zhao Yuanhong, the first five waves were nothing, but to Yang Chen, this was nothing.
Moreover, it is obvious that Yang Chen's limit cannot be just like this.
Then improve.
On the stone tablet, the number changed from five to six, then from six to seven, then the number eight, the number nine...
When the number reaches nine, many people are actually not very calm anymore.
What does the number nine represent? It means that Yang Chen has passed the ninth wave. Moreover, even when he reaches the level of this number, Yang Chen still maintains a quite astonishing speed. It can be seen that Yang Chen seems to be at the current level.
Levels are still manageable.
How can this be accepted?
"It's the ninth wave. He withstood the ninth wave of ancient beast attacks. Is this guy so strong?"
"Isn't it strange? Yang Chen's strength is better than Zhao Yuanhong. Zhao Yuanhong can reach the tenth wave, so it shouldn't be strange for Yang Chen to reach the ninth wave. But I feel that Yang Chen is too uncool. He obviously
He has the strength, but he insists on speeding up. He used such a fast speed all the way to the ninth wave. It can be seen that he is too anxious to prove himself. This will only hollow out his combat effectiveness and make him reach the level where he should really show his strength.
, I can’t show my strength at all.”
"I also think that's the case. Yang Chen is too fast, as if he is deliberately trying to prove himself."
Zhang Jiangkun is worried about Yang Chen.
Zhao Yuanhong and Mo Qianwu were surprised at first, but after thinking about it, they felt relieved. Combined with other people's words, they suddenly sneered.
"Are you too anxious to prove yourself? He is indeed a newcomer to Seven Swords Pavilion!" Mo Qianwu sneered: "Zhao Yuanhong, he might be in trouble in the tenth wave. I'm afraid he will be far worse than you!"
Zhao Yuanhong was about to speak, but suddenly, the words on the stone tablet told them clearly that their idea was wrong.
The tenth wave also passed.
Moreover, the time consumed between the ninth wave is also not long.
This scene simply shocked everyone's eyes.
"this……"
"Is this the tenth wave?"
"Wasn't Yang Chen too anxious to prove himself just now?"
Many people started talking, and what shocked them the most was not that Yang Chen passed the tenth wave, but that it only took a while after Yang Chen passed the tenth wave.
The number of the tenth wave has become eleventh.
This caused many people to take a sharp breath. Mo Qianwu, who had been calm and calm as usual, suddenly became embarrassed.
He was originally very calm and felt that no matter what Yang Chen did, it would be impossible for him to surpass his results.
However, it took him less than a moment to hold on to such thoughts and ideas before he was surpassed by Yang Chen, and it seemed that it was easy to surpass him.
"How is this possible!" Mo Qianwu's eyes were heavy: "This guy must have used some special method. There is absolutely no way he can get through the twelfth wave!
He thought so, looking at the stone tablet intently.
He couldn't allow it, couldn't admit that Yang Chen would surpass him.
Yang Chen is on par with him, which is his limit.
At this time, Zhao Yuanhong was also secretly sweating. Mo Qianwu was the backer he found. He could tolerate being surpassed because his own strength was indeed not as good as Yang Chen.
However, if Mo Qianwu is also surpassed...
He just stopped thinking this way.
The number on the stone tablet changed from eleven to twelve!
"this!"
Many people are completely unable to settle down. Twelve, this means that Yang Chen has challenged the legendary thirteenth wave of the Sea of Trials!
Basically, this should be said to be a level that very few people have set foot on. I am afraid that in the history of the Holy Realm, there may not be a single existence like this for hundreds of years.
Thirteen waves, what level of existence does that have to be?
They had just laughed at Yang Chen for being too eager to prove himself, but now they think that it was because Yang Chen was too anxious to prove himself that they couldn't see the situation clearly.
Why does Yang Chen still need to prove himself? He does have the strength to surpass the eighth and ninth waves in seconds!
For Yang Chen, in fact, even when it comes to the twelve waves, it is still within his acceptance range.
Yang Chen himself has to admit that his Taoist inscriptions are too powerful, and the ancient beasts of the twelfth wave are not on the same level as him.
But when it comes to the thirteenth wave, it's different.
A little bit stressed.
But this did not make Yang Chen feel discouraged. Instead, it made Yang Chen feel a little interesting. After all, the journey just now was really boring. Even the twelve waves just now could not make him feel a little excited.
some interest.
The ancient beast of the thirteenth wave is a giant ape that reaches the sky. Its size is quite surprising.
However, Yang Chen is now more and more accustomed to large ancient beasts. Large size does not mean that it is powerful.
Yang Chen smacked his palm out and launched an attack from him, intending to first measure the strength of this giant ape.
He slapped the palm, and the giant giant ape also slapped it fiercely.
After receiving this slap, Yang Chen grinned.
"The strength of sixteen thousand Taoist inscriptions seems to be good. But unfortunately, it is still a little short of it." Yang Chen said to himself.
In fact, during the twelfth wave, the level of Taoist inscriptions on that ancient beast had reached as many as fifteen thousand.
It's actually pretty much the same as him.
But he was still defeated instantly. In the final analysis, it was because of his blessings of time and space and the will of life and death.
It is not easy to defeat an opponent with the same number of Taoist inscriptions as him!
For Yang Chen, defeat is only inevitable.
The same is true for this Sixteen Thousand Paths,
Yang Chen took the whetstone he used to hone his Taoist skills, went up to it, and first shot out the hand of the big golden bell.
To be immortal with a single palm strike is to unleash unyielding rage, bless unyielding power, and then support other Taoist intentions, all at the same time.
It took about as long as a cup of tea.
This came from the thirteenth wave of the giant giant ape that fell heavily!
And immediately, the words on the stone tablet changed from twelve to thirteen.
When this number was perfectly fixed, almost everyone in the audience took a breath.
