God Level Demon

Mountain of sound, step of courage.

Time blinked and seven days and seven nights passed.

Xiaping climbed up one step at a time, he was still relatively relaxed at first, but the more he climbed up, the more he could feel a huge amount of pressure. The power of that horrible demonic sound penetrated his soul, constantly colliding, as if countless heavy hammers struck his soul, bombarding him with dizziness.

Five grand!

At this moment, he climbed the 5,000 steps, a fairly distant altitude that ordinary saints, even too ancient, could not reach.

I'm afraid at the 3,000 steps, the ordinary saints of Tai Gu will be crushed directly.

And Xiaping can reach such a high level in the ancient realm, has proven that his soul power far surpasses that of ordinary Tai Gu saints. If this is passed on, it is not known how many saints will be shocked.

But forgive me, he looked up and still couldn't see the top of the mountain, seemed to be covered by a layer of cloud fog, couldn't see where the end was.

After all, the whole mountain of sound prints is a staircase of 18,000 classes, he just resisted 5,000 classes, only about a third of the way, not even half of it has arrived, it is still far away.

At this moment, Xia Ping felt a moment of severe pain in his soul, as if it were about to break apart, and an endless sense of exhaustion emerged from the depths of his soul...

If he can, he can't help but fall immediately to the ground and fall asleep.

But from the information of this trial, it can be seen that if he really fainted, the contents of the trial would not stop, and would be killed instantly by the power of the demonic sounds of Tattoo Mountain.

The invincible saint who had previously entered Mount Yangtze was crushed by the power of the Demonic Sound and completely crashed into Mount Yangtze.

“Is it my current limit now? ”

Xia Ping felt tired and panting like never before. It was a test of the god of war, and if he hadn't relied on it, he would have really died in this place.

This is also one of the biggest dilemmas he has encountered.

“Well, no, is it going to break through? ”

Suddenly, at a moment when Xiaping felt his soul was reaching its limit, a mysterious warm stream of chaos erupted immediately from the depths of his body.

Boom!

In an instant, he realized that a bottleneck in the depths of the ocean seemed to have been broken, and that door was easily turned into powder.

Late in time!

Xiaping's eyes revealed a glimmer of fine light. He had no idea that he had actually broken through by fixing it at this time. It was as if the water had reached the canal without spending too much effort.

Honestly, his cultivation has reached its peak in the middle of the ancient realm before, and it is not very far from the later period of the ancient realm, and can be broken at any time.

And climbing a ladder on Mount Soundprint, baptized by demonic sounds, constantly quenching and washing his soul, has also greatly improved his soul strength and essence.

It is a crisis, but it is also a great opportunity.

When the power of his soul was almost to its limit, at this moment his Qi God reached its peak, completely stimulating the potential of the body and inducing the infinite energy of life in the body.

At this moment, his cultivation broke through naturally, and he was promoted to the late realm of antiquity.

Wow ~ ~ ~

In the blink of an eye, Xiaping felt herself promoted to the ancient realm of the late, it was just a wide sea sky, and the space of the nine great purple provinces was expanding, expanding and expanding.

His powers are also growing and expanding dramatically, only for a few breaths, and he is more than twice as powerful as before.

Centered around his body, he also produced a huge swirl of energy, and the void energy in all directions was pouring wildly into every pore in his body, infusing into his nine purple house spaces, moisturizing every cell on his body, filling his body with pounds of natural energy.

But after his promotion to the latter part of ancient times, not only was his powers improved, but most importantly, his soul strength was also greatly enhanced.

Originally exhausted souls, immense cosmic energy flows from the depths of the void at this moment, as if the desert were moisturized by water, allowing the soul to be watered.

Boom Boom Boom ~ ~

Just for a moment, Xiaping's soul power seems to have returned to its peak state, and even because of breaking through the bottleneck, his soul power is constantly improving, upgrading, and upgrading.

In the end, his soul was raised to twice as powerful as before, which stopped him.

Even this is only the beginning, and if he completely consolidates the power of the late ancient world, the power of his soul will be further enhanced, which is far from the limit.

In fact, the further into the later stages of cultivation, even if only to raise a small boundary, the force of growth is not imaginable in the earlier period.

It's like a trillion dollars up 10 percent, and a trillion dollars up 10 percent, and that's something completely different.

So it's getting harder and slower to grow after practice.

Boom Boom Boom ~ ~

It was not only the power of the soul and the power of the magic that were promoted, but as Xiaping advanced to the late ancient realm, the Hell's Golden Wu cells on him were also waking up wildly.

Ten billion, twenty billion, fifty billion, one hundred billion, two hundred billion… In the end, he awakens 500 billion Hell's Golden Wood cells.

He had awakened two trillion hell golden whale cells before, and now he has awakened 25 trillion, a quarter of the blood force.

Don't look at the power of growing just a quarter of his blood, but the power brought to Xiaping is simply unimaginable, and it makes his blood more powerful.

The power of each blood god has been greatly enhanced, exerting even more terrible destructive power than before, enough to slaughter the ancient saints.

Now he's a full-scale promotion, to say the least.

“Hmm?! ”

Xia Ping's heart moved. As his soul power improved, he found himself on the staircase, and the demonic sound of the bombing could not pose a threat to him at this moment.

The power of the demonic voice that would have destroyed his soul, at this moment surrounded by his mighty soul, was easily resisted and undamaged.

“It does not seem necessary for the time being to let the Tree of the World move forward, simply on its own. ”

Xia Ping's eyes revealed a glimmer of finesse, and he had considered this trial an opportunity to practice. If he could hold these demonic sounds and resist them to the end, he would surely bring great quenching and progress to his soul.

If it weren't for the moment, he wouldn't have made his own cards.