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Chapter 701: Breaking the Wall

When Fang Sanwan displayed the third Dao pattern, the whole place was completely silent. There were tens of thousands of people present, but there was not even a commotion.

Everyone was astonished at Fang Sanwan's talent.

Even if your Dao Patterns did not come from the Divine Eyes, even if you inherited them directly, you would not be able to smelt three Dao Patterns at the age of 31.

evildoer.

This is simply a monster.

unconsciously.

Fang Sanwan had already crossed the 60th step. In Ji Mokong's eyes, Fang Sanwan's figure had become a black spot.

High above, that is a record that cannot be reserved.

And his steps are still moving upward.

Everyone can see that Fang Sanwan is exhausted.

After the 61st floor, there was a terrifying sound of bones exploding all over his body, just like firecrackers exploding.

But he still persists.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Fang Sanwan's forehead was already covered with a layer of sweat beads, and the big beads of sweat fell on the ground of Wenyuan Pagoda, making a crisp sound.

persist in!

Unseen by others, blood was seeping from every pore under Fang Sanwan's black robe.

Dao pattern is gone.

The 61st floor is already the limit of 30,000 square meters.

His shoulders felt like he was carrying a heavy mountain, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

persist in!

Fang Sanwan's internal organs were about to explode. His breathing was stagnant and his consciousness was a little confused.

But the soles of his feet still stood firmly on the 62nd floor.

Stable and tough, as if embedded in the steps.

persist in!

A very simple word.

The nine-orificed exquisite body is a natural body for cultivation.

But who knows what kind of efforts Fang Sanwan is putting in behind the scenes.

The cultivation atmosphere of Tianci Sect is so crazy that many monks only sleep for four or five hours.

But with a salary of 30,000 yuan, he only slept for three hours.

When others are working hard, Fang Sanwan is working hard. When others are resting, Fang Sanwan is still working hard.

Perhaps, there is a kind of stubbornness in his character that is difficult for others to understand.

Just like when he insisted on the dilapidated Tianci Sect, he was foolish and stupid.

But this kind of foolishness also made him firm in his beliefs and filled his chest with the fearlessness to move forward.

so.

Fang Sanwan’s background is deeper than anyone else’s.

Some geniuses can achieve key points that ordinary people cannot achieve without working too hard.

There is no doubt that Fang Sanwan is this kind of genius.

But he has to work ten times harder than ordinary people.

Therefore, he is the first Nascent Soul of the younger generation in the Tianci Sect, and he is the first natural selection of the younger generation.

Today, he is also the first person recognized by the Lower Jiutian World... a disciple of the Tianci Sect.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Fang Sanwan trembled all over.

A line of blood followed his fingertips and dripped on the ground, forming a line of blood from the blood beads.

The pupils are scarlet and the teeth are gritted.

At the corners of Fang Sanwan's mouth, he didn't know whether it was blood or drool that numbed his mouth.

Black hair is dancing wildly, and black robes are flying.

Fang Sanwan stomped his feet hard, his anger sank from his dantian, and he finally stepped onto the 62nd floor.



consternation!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Sanwan, and everyone was amazed at his perseverance.

Especially some Holy Land disciples, their faces were full of shame.

It has to be said that compared with Fang Sanwan's perseverance, they should be cruel.

On the Questioning Tower, the great emperors also had livid faces.

really!

Some people have done things that amaze ordinary people, but secretly, they must have experienced unbearable pain.

No one can reach the end of success simply.



Buzz!

"It's moving. There is some strange movement in the smoke above Wenyuan Tower."

Suddenly, there was an exclamation that made many people's eyes move.

really.

When Fang Sanwan was sitting cross-legged on the 62nd floor, the thick fog that had shrouded the sky above the Questioning Yuan Tower for 800 years actually started to roll.

You know, 800 years ago, the thick fog was like a stroke in a painting. It looked like a cloud, but it was like a dead thing.

turn out to be!

The clouds will also flow.

In 800, the monks in the outer shaft ring could not even break through the 19th floor, and no one knew what the cloud layer was.

It turns out that the clouds only move slightly on the 62nd floor.

Of course, after just a slight movement, the clouds stopped responding.

Returning to deathly silence is like the scene in a painting.

"It seems that if you want to explore the scenery on the top of Wenyuan Tower, the 62nd floor is not enough."

A monk licked his lips and said in a dry voice.

"No monster of this level can touch the top of Wenyuan Tower. I think there is no hope for the Lower Jiutian World!"

Another monk asserted.

"Yes, perhaps only the powerful monks from the sky and chaotic star sea are qualified to touch this Wenyuan Pagoda."

The other monks talked a lot.



"Huh? Third brother, what are you going to do?"

Ji Dongyuan was sitting cross-legged on the steps of Wenyuan Tower, meditating comfortably and consolidating his cultivation.

Calculating the time, Wenyuan Tower should have disappeared after almost 40 minutes.

But suddenly, he saw a thin figure in the sky above the northern realm.

Zhao Chu!

The figure walking towards the void was clearly Zhao Chu.

Hearing this, Liu Yueyue was also stunned.

Before breaking through natural selection, the Nascent Soul Realm cannot break through the boundary barriers at all. What is Zhao Chu going to do?



Shen Fusheng and Tang Duanying also saw Zhao Chu in the clouds in the northern realm, and frowned slightly.

"Junior brother, you..."

Fang Sanwan had just come to his senses. Although he was in pain, the aura of level 62 seemed to be much stronger than that of level 61. He was very happy.

At this moment, Fang Sanwan suddenly saw Zhao Chu.



"Um?"

Yu Min'en and Qiao Chufeng also focused their attention on Zhao Chu.

The eleven disciples of the Blue Tribulation are the top priority of the Holy Land.

Subsequently, more and more eyes also focused on Zhao Chu.

With the lessons learned from Fang Sanwan, Tang Duanying, and Ji Dongyuan, every person who steps out of the Northern Territory will attract everyone's attention.

"A Nascent Soul?"

Next to Yu Min'en, a natural selection was stunned. After observing again and again, he sneered disdainfully.

There were many people nearby with the same contemptuous expressions on their faces.

Just now, they thought that some young natural selection powerhouse would come out of the northern realm, but when they saw clearly that the person coming was just a Nascent Soul, they all smiled disdainfully.

In today's scene, Nascent Soul Realm is just an insignificant supporting role.

"This Nascent Soul is standing in front of the boundary barrier. What is he going to do? Isn't he trying to blast it away? It's simply stupid. The true energy of the Nascent Soul Realm is simply impossible to blast through the barrier."

Afterwards, some natural selections talked a lot and pointed at each other.



"Sure enough, if it is an ordinary Nascent Soul, it is really powerless to face this boundary barrier."

In front of everyone, Zhao Chu put his hands behind his back and looked up at the spatial barrier.

In his own spiritual exploration, this realm barrier has been simplified into countless layers of thick nets.

Just like under the microscope in the previous life, it was thick and densely packed with tough fibers.

In fact, these fibers themselves are elastic.

Although this network is very thick, as long as there is enough force to penetrate it, a channel can be temporarily opened.

If you want to bend the fiber, Yuanying's strength is not enough, so you must have natural selection.

Moreover, the strength of each natural selection is different, and the gaps they can open are also different.

Normally, natural selection can only open a gap for one person to walk.

And half-step Wenyuan powers like Yu Min'en and Qiao Chufeng can use the great magical power of the Wenyuan realm to create a gap in the gap that can last for a long time. This is the cross-border teleportation array.

Of course, the Natural Selection Realm can also arrange a cross-border teleportation array, but the Natural Selection Realm will consume countless treasures and even take a long time.

In order to quickly descend to the northern realm, the central region asked Elder Banbu Wenyuan to use his great magical power.

pity.

The aura of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm is like glue stuck in the fibers, temporarily blocking the arrival of the two holy lands and buying precious time for the Northern Realm.

"Since people say that Nascent Soul cannot break through this boundary barrier, then I will break it down and have a look today."

Zhao Chu smiled calmly.

Then, he flicked his sleeves, and the aura of Kaio Dian rose into the sky.

At this moment, the entire northern realm was trembling, with a radius of 100,000 miles, the mountains and rivers were trembling, and the rivers were roaring.

The Kaio Canon is the fundamental magical power of the Northern Realm. Zhao Chu has cultivated it to the pinnacle. If he displays it, it will trigger the general trend of the world in the Northern Realm.

Buzz buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz buzz!

At this time, Zhao Chu raised his palms high.

airflow.

The nine-color rich air flow surged toward Zhao Chu's palm like a vortex in the middle of a river at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wind rises and the clouds surge, swallowing up the mountains and rivers.

At this moment, the northern realm is full of strange phenomena, as if a god has arrived.

The whole world is at a loss.

monument!

An indescribably huge monument, like a majestic mountain, was suddenly born in the nine-colored clouds.

Zhao Chu was like a black sesame seed at the foot of the Buhui Monument.

When the Monument of No Regrets was born, the heaven and earth in the northern realm shook even more violently, and the colorful ribbons of clouds in the sky covered the sky and the sun.

I don't know when, on the Monument of No Regrets, countless golden names flashed out.

It was like an overwhelming locust that was impossible to count.

A strong wind swept in, and the countless names of heroes swirled crazily around Zhao Chu, like a golden hurricane.

And Zhao Chu's hair was flying, like a god holding the life and death of the people in his hands.

"Heroes, help me...break the boundary!"

Buzz!

At this moment, thousands of stars flashed in Zhao Chu's pupils.

His spiritual thoughts were like a layer of gauze, instantly covering the names of countless heroes.

Among those names, there is one name that shines particularly brightly.

Hu Nanyang.

Perhaps, his heroic spirit has long since disappeared.

Or, the name in the monument of no regrets is just a trace of Hu Nanyang’s obsession.

But from that name, Zhao Chu felt a sense of relief in his mind.

Hu Nanyang is just a golden elixir cultivator. Looking at the northern realm today, he is already commonplace.

But he seems to be able to feel that the northern realm is changing rapidly and is turning upside down.

He may have missed too many important events.

But he has always been by Zhao Chu's side.

The almost forgotten general will always be the general who is most like the general in Zhao Chu's heart, no one else.

"General, I'm fine. The Northern Territory is fine."

Staring at Hu Nanyang's name, Zhao Chu nodded slightly.

Boom!

Later, Hu Nanyang's name was like a charging general who once again raised his spear and mounted his horse. Based on the Monument of No Regrets, he led thousands of troops and charged toward the local camp without regrets.

This time the enemy camp is the boundary barrier of the northern boundary.



"Disciple, what do you want to do? If you attack the boundary barrier recklessly, you will easily be repulsed and even seriously injured... What, this..."

Seeing Zhao Chu offering the Monument of No Regrets, Shen Fusheng instantly guessed what the former was going to do, and he subconsciously stopped him quickly.

But then, his words were choked in his throat.



"Junior brother, you... are so amazing..."

"Wow, mistress, you've broken the truth."

Fang Sanwan, Ji Dongyuan and others were dumbfounded.



"Shaozong, mighty!"

"Shaozong, mighty!"

People from the Tianci Sect raised their arms and shouted, others didn't know Zhao Chu's strength, but they knew it.

Even if it really breaks the sky, it's normal.



"I think a Nascent Soul is seeking death if he wants to blast open the boundary barrier. If he can blast it open, I'll swallow shit in public, haha!"

In the distance, a group of outer shaft rings came over, a miscellaneous group of Yuanying realms.

Among them was a self-righteous idiot who tried to please the female monk next to him through sensationalism.

But in the next breath, his mouth could not be closed.

"Come on, how many pounds should you swallow?"

The female monk originally looked disgusted, but now she suddenly laughed out of anger.



Click!

There was even a little bit of frost on the faces of Yu Min'en and Qiao Chufeng.

The camps in the two holy places were filled with deathly silence.



Northern realm!

Zhao Chu flicked his sleeves, and countless golden lights suddenly gathered into a huge golden cone.

Then, the shining golden cone began to blast towards the boundary barrier crazily.

The momentum along the way was like breaking bamboo.

It was destroyed and destroyed along the way.

At the tip of the cone is Hu Nanyang's name.

He is a general and his name is Bai Sheng.

Hu Nanyang had never been defeated in his life. In this battle, his thousands of troops still won a complete victory.

hiss!

The cold air rushed towards Zhao Chu's face, causing pain in Zhao Chu's nose.

This is the breath of the void realm, like an eternal cold world without any warmth.

"General, thank you!"

Wow!

Under the attention of the whole world, the golden cone shattered, filling the sky with golden light, and once again disappeared into the Monument of No Regrets.

And Zhao Chu's figure stepped into the void world.



Dead silence!

The whole world fell into deathly silence.

The theorem that the Nascent Soul Realm cannot break through the boundary barrier will be directly destroyed starting from today.

The name of the man who created this miracle is... Zhao Chu.


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