On the seventieth floor of the Hundred Battle Building, Ling Xian Fist Town Mountains and Rivers, fighting the pure-blooded golden-winged Dapeng.
This demon is one of the ten major royal families, extremely strong, especially pure-blooded, and even more dominant.
However, in front of Ling Xian, the Golden-winged Dapeng was not enough to see.
Now he is so powerful that he is terrifying, looking at the demon clan, only the royal family and the heavenly demon can fight with him rumble Blood was sprinkled, feathers flew, and the golden-winged Dapeng roared angrily in the sky, but he couldn't change the outcome of the defeat, and was killed by Ling Xian "It's getting harder" Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, in the first fifty layers, he was all one finger to break the enemy, but from the fiftieth layer onwards, the enemies were all with good bloodlines, and it was difficult to kill them with one move.
However, it was exactly what he wanted.
He is here to sharpen himself, if the opponent is too weak, how can it have a sharpening effect "There are more and more contribution points."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, he had already broken through the seventy layers, and had obtained a total of more than 20,000 contribution points, in addition to the 10,000 handed over, he had also earned more than 10,000.
"The difficulty is increasing, and so are the contribution points, if I can break through to the eighty floor, I will have to get 50,000 contribution points."
"No wonder Elder Wu said that the Hundred Battles Building is the fastest place to earn contribution points, and for those with strength, this is indeed the case."
With a chuckle, Ling Xian stepped to the seventy-first floor and saw two pure-blooded golden-winged rocs.
Cultivation is the same as him, both are in the middle of the eighth realm, but the foundation is inferior to him.
Therefore, this battle Ling Xian won very easily, and got two thousand contribution points.
The seventy-second layer is a three-headed pure-blooded golden-winged Dapeng, whose cultivation is on par with him, and his foundation is inferior to him.
Therefore, Ling Xian still won neatly and got three thousand contribution points.
The seventy-third layer is a pure-blooded Kunpeng, not only has a cultivation level with him, but also has the same foundation as him.
This put pressure on Ling Xian, after all, the pure-blooded Kunpeng was the emperor of the demon beasts, and whether it was the foundation or the realm, it was not inferior to him.
Boom, boom, boom The Divine Wings opened the sky, the fist suppressed the mountains and rivers, Ling Xian fought against the pure-blooded Kunpeng, and it took more than 500 moves to bombard it.
"Ahem, it's worthy of being a pure-blooded Kunpeng, it's really tough."
Ling Xian coughed up blood, and his white clothes were dyed red.
This pure-blooded Kunpeng is very powerful, not only is his cultivation equal to him, but his foundation is also the same as his, and he is really a fierce opponent.
Fortunately, Kunpeng is strong, and he is stronger "Yes, there are 5,000 contribution points in this level."
Ling Xian smiled lightly, then withdrew his smile and turned solemn.
According to the rules of the past, the next level is likely to be two pure-blooded Kunpeng.
This means that in a desperate situation, with the same realm and the same foundation, even if it is Ling Immortal, it is very difficult to fight two enemies.
"If it's really a two-headed pure-blooded Kunpeng, most of them will stop."
Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and he used the Heavenly Venerable Ancient Blood to heal himself.
After a few moments, he returned to his peak state, and then stepped out to the seventy-fourth floor. roar The roar of the earth-shattering beast resounded, and a black tiger condensed and formed, swallowing mountains and rivers in anger, and shaking for nine days.
That kind of power is a few points stronger than the pure-blooded Kunpeng of the previous layer "This is a different species of the White Tiger Clan," Ling Xian's eyes froze.
This is a pure-blooded white tiger, and the reason why it is pitch black is because it is an extremely rare xenomorph, stronger than the white tiger "Fortunately, it's not a two-headed pure-blooded Kunpeng" Ling Xian smiled, but he still didn't dare to be careless.
This black tiger is a different species of the White Tiger family, and it is naturally stronger than most white tigers, and it is definitely a fierce opponent roar The void shattered, and the earth shook.
The black tiger was ferocious, and its sharp claws opened the sky, which moved Ling Xian.
However, not only did he not fear, but he was high-spirited His trip was to fight against the strong, accumulate combat experience, and cultivate invincibility.
Therefore, Ling Xian's battle intent rushed into the sky and faced the black tiger with the Peerless Emperor Fist Boom, boom, boom Since the beginning of the war, the heavens and the earth have been shocked, Ling Xian is like an immortal emperor, and the black tiger is like a beast emperor, all of them are invincible Soon, three hundred moves passed.
Ling Xian and the Black Tiger were both injured, but in general, the Black Tiger was more seriously injured.
Especially after five hundred moves, the black tiger showed defeat and was no longer as brave as before.
However, Ling Xian became more and more courageous the more he fought, he was really like an immortal war emperor, swallowing three thousand realms in anger and covering nine heavens in battle After another hundred moves, the weaker the black tiger became, and he was beaten by Ling Xian and coughed up blood, and he had no power to fight back.
"It's over."
Ling Immortal's eyes burst with cold electricity, and the light of Yao Immortal burst out, smashing the black tiger strongly.
In the next moment, the light curtain dissipated, meaning that he could set foot on the seventy-fifth floor.
However, Ling Xian did not take a step, firstly, he needed to heal, and secondly, he felt this battle.
He closed his eyes and remembered the Black Tiger's moves, imprinting them in his heart.
After a moment, Ling Xian opened his starry eyes and revealed a faint smile.
After this battle, his combat experience has increased a lot, which is the benefit of invisibility, which naturally makes him happy.
At that moment, he stepped to the seventy-fifth floor and heard a loud phoenix chirping. rumble The fire of the gods is revealed, the real phoenix is out, noble and elegant, showing an invincible posture.
Pureblood True Phoenix Ling Xian had a headache, the pure-blooded true phoenix and the true dragon were juxtaposed, even if they looked at the seven royal families, they were also among the best existences.
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It is no exaggeration to say that the pure-blooded true phoenix in front of him is definitely stronger than the previous xenomorph white tiger However, Ling Xian was not afraid.
One-on-one, he hasn't been afraid of anyone At that moment, Ling Xian attracted the power of Xia into his body, the immortal bones were shining, and the emperor's fist shook the sky rumble The divine fire was all over the sky, burning all the eight desolations, and the pure-blooded true phoenix was outrageously powerful, and its wings opened the sky and the earth, shaking Ling Xian's qi and blood.
"What a powerful pure-blooded true phoenix, but it's exactly what I want."
Ling Xian laughed, swallowed mountains and rivers, and bravely crowned the world.
With the emperor fist in his left hand and the fierce sword in his right hand, he faced the pure-blooded true phoenix with a strong posture of self-respect.
One hundred moves, three hundred moves, five hundred moves, Ling Xian became more and more brave the more he fought, and the real phoenix feathers flew all over the place, and blood was sprinkled.
After seven hundred moves, he even gained the upper hand, making the pure-blood true phoenix scream and lose the power to fight back.
In the end, Emperor Ling Xian opened the sky with his fist and killed the true phoenix strongly.
The figure dispersed, and the light curtain cracked, meaning that he could step onto the seventy-sixth floor.
"Sure enough, it's the right place."
Ling Xian's clothes were stained with blood and his face was pale, but he was smiling, smiling happily.
Not only because of the contribution points, but also because he honed himself.
Pure-blooded Kunpeng, Xenomorph White Tiger, and Terrifying True Phoenix, which one is not a dominant existence of the same level Fighting with them, Ling Xian had a lot of insights, and the next time he encountered them, he would definitely be able to suppress them faster At that moment, he strode to the seventy-seventh floor.
This time, Ling Xian saw two demon beasts, one in the shape of a turtle and the other in the shape of a snake.
"Xuanwu?"
Ling Xian's expression was solemn, Xuanwu was one of the seven royal families, not the strongest, but it was recognized as the most difficult.
Because pure-blooded basalt can be transformed into two forms, one is a snake, the main attack, and the other is a turtle, the main defense.
The two complement each other and cooperate seamlessly, and no living creature is willing to fight against Xuanwu.
"I want to try how powerful the pure-blooded Xuanwu, known as the most difficult demon clan, is."
Ling Xianxing's eyes were bright, and his fighting spirit was soaring.
Whether it is a pure-blooded Xuanwu or a pure-blooded true dragon, he is not afraid of anyone in a battle at the same level :