Ancient fairy doctors in the city

Long Shaoqi stood in mid-air, his face was as gloomy as the sea.

Originally, he thought that Zhao Yang was an ant that could be crushed to death at any time, but only now did he realize that this guy was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Order of Light, so what if you get temporary protection? I will kill you when I reach the peak of the Creation Realm in the future." Long Shaoqi thought to himself.

The seventh floor of the pagoda!

After reaching this level, the fighting power of the figure fighting him is already very strong.

But he was still firmly suppressed by Zhao Yang.

This shocked the Pagoda's Artifact Spirit. It felt that it was no longer weak at the ninth rank. How could it be suppressed by Zhao Yang to such an extent?

one move!

Two strokes!

Three strokes!

After ten strokes, Zhao Yang punched the opponent to pieces.

"You actually killed me in my youthful state!" Baota's heart set off a storm.

"To be honest, if I didn't want to see the limit of your young state, I would have killed you long ago." Zhao Yang squeezed his fist and said with a smile.

Qi Ling of the pagoda looked at Zhao Yang with complicated eyes, "Please go to the eighth floor."

It realizes that Zhao Yang's achievements in the future will be even higher than it.

And when the lights on the seventh floor of the pagoda went out and the lights on the eighth floor turned on, Jiang Ruoxu felt bad all over.

"Eighth floor, this guy broke into the eighth floor?"

The monks present were also dumbfounded.

"Who can tell me what the eighth floor represents?"

"If the seventh floor represents the ninth floor of the Creation Realm, then the eighth floor should represent the limit of the Creation Realm."

"I didn't expect such a proud man to exist in Bright Civilization?"

Jiang Ruoxu's whole body is not well.

His heart is heavy.

The Tianjiao of the other three top sects are about the same strength as him, but the appearance of Zhao Yang has completely broken this balance.

But Jiang Ruoxu was better, after all, he didn't offend Zhao Yang.

Long Shaoqi's face showed shock and anger, "How is it possible, how can that guy be stronger than me?"

After thinking for a while, the suzerain of the Light Source Sect appeared beside Long Shaoqi, "Go to the pagoda later and invite him to drink."

"Can I refuse?" Long Shaoqi asked with a wry smile.

"What do you think?"

Long Shaoqi remained silent.

Eighth floor!

When Zhao Yang appeared on the eighth floor, a figure appeared in front of him.

This is a young man in white clothes, with a confident smile on his face, giving people the feeling of being sunny and confident.

"Are you the old man Guangming in his youth?" Zhao Yang asked.

The boy in white nodded slightly.

"I didn't expect that the bright civilization could give birth to an existence like you. I am very pleased and happy, but whether you can get the reward I left in the end depends on your ability." The boy in white said here. The whole body bloomed

Brighter than the sun.

The moment he moved, the vast power of creation rushed towards him like the sea.

Zhao Yang couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

The Art of Creation was constantly revolving in his body, his body erupted with destructive waves, and the two forces collided fiercely within a square inch.

once.

twice.

three times.

In just one breath, the two sides collided hundreds of times.

Neither the boy in white nor Zhao Yang changed their faces.

brush!

The figure of the boy in white disappeared.

Not even a trace can be found.

But the next moment Zhao Yang's big hand slapped the side and back, and at the same time a pair of white palms faced each other.

boom!

Terrifying energy exploded within this square inch.

The shoulders of the boy in white trembled slightly, but Zhao Yang remained completely still.

This gave him a sense of crisis.

kill!

The young man in white used many methods, but he still couldn't help Zhao Yang.

After the two sides fought for [-] moves, the young man in white realized that it would be almost impossible to take down the opponent if he did not come up with more powerful means.

With a movement of his mind, 36 figures appeared beside him.

Tiangang!

Only those whose background has reached the ninth level of the Creation Realm in the Void Realm can condense the Tiangang.

36 Tiangang.

Every Tiangang has its own book

Respect one-fifth of the combat power.

This is terrifying.

"If you don't summon Tiangang, maybe you can fight with me for a while, but after you summon Tiangang, your defeat is doomed." Zhao Yang said here that 36 Tiangang appeared beside him.

The young man in white looked at Zhao Yang in surprise.

He didn't understand what Zhao Yang meant.

But soon he found out.

Zhao Yang's 36 celestial gangs divide his 36 celestial gangs in groups of three or five.

Some of them use the three-talent formation, some use the five-element formation, and some use the seven-star formation.

"Array, you are proficient in array." The young man in white exclaimed.

He naturally also understands formations.

But Zhao Yang's formation method matched his martial arts, otherwise how could he want to divide his Tiangang?

Soon his Tiangang suffered casualties.

And this is like dominoes, one after another, even if Tian Gang, a young man in white, tried his best to block it, and even blew himself up, but the ending is still doomed.

After all of his 36 Tiangangs fell, there were still 24 Tiangangs on Zhao Yang's side.

"I lost." The young man in white looked at Zhao Yang and sighed softly.

Looking at the loss of the young man in white, Zhao Yang didn't know how to comfort him?

"What's on the ninth floor?"

"In my plan, the ninth floor should be able to transcend the realm of creation, but that's just a

decoration. "The young man in white looked at Zhao Yang with complicated eyes when he said this, "Do you want to challenge again?" "

"Have the idea."

"You can challenge me again when I am perfect in the future." The white-clothed youth said eight Qiankun bags appeared in front of Zhao Yang.

"You know the contents of the first seven universe bags, and the last universe bag is the reward of the eighth level."

Zhao Yang's divine sense scanned and found that the reward for the eighth level was a battle sword.

"Eighth Grade Battle Sword?" Zhao Yang was stunned.

"Yes, the eighth-rank battle sword."

"The reward for the eighth level is too chilling, right?" Zhao Yang said speechlessly, "I thought there would be something against the sky."

"Battle sword of the eighth rank means that there is a strong man of the eighth rank by your side." The young man in white couldn't help but said.

"I feel so rubbish."

The young man in white thought for a while and said, "What do you want?"

"I want high-grade medicinal materials, high-grade array materials, and high-grade device materials." Zhao Yang quickly put forward his request.

"Okay, I'll give you a batch." The young man in white nodded.

The main reason is that he also feels that a genius like Zhao Yang needs to be wooed, otherwise, how could he compromise so casually?

After a while, he tossed Zhao Yang a Qiankun bag, "Two plants with 340 herbs, two 640 array materials, and 830 six Qi Dao materials."

"Not many." Zhao Yang looked at it and said with a frown.

(End of this chapter)