Invincible Sword Realm

“Ow!”

Countless golden dragons roared with excitement.

“Haha, it's a real joy to have my Golden Dragon clan. For 10,000 years, some of my Golden Dragon clan has finally been able to go down to the seventh level. Haha...”

“Who, who, when did my Golden Dragon clan commit another super evil? Ha ha... Lord Long Wang is so full of us, the Dragon Nation has appeared such an extinct genius, we have no idea..."

“Ha ha... my dragons finally have a chance to regain the status of Monster Domain Master...”

Listen to the sounds of the golden dragons around, how ugly the faces of the Dragon Emperor are.

“Is there a mistake?” Middle-aged Humanity: “Then Yang Ye is just a human body, reaching the sixth floor is almost his limit, how can he reach the seventh floor? ”

The Dragon King shook his head and said, "If it's someone else, it may not be possible, but this leaf, it's really possible. Look who has more talent than he has in the history of the continent for 10,000 years? No, I'm afraid even that sword ancestor's talent would not have been higher than his. Also, I'm afraid this person's flesh has experienced some strange encounters, which make him feel like nothing in a minefield! ”

“If he doesn't die, the future of my dragon clan will be in great trouble!” The middle-aged man sighed.

”“ He's going to die, "cried the Dragon Emperor.

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When Yang Ye suddenly refined his flesh on the sixth floor, he found that at first the thunderbolts were able to constantly refine his flesh, but the speed was still too slow, and he felt that the depth of the sixth layer was not his limit, so he went to the seventh layer.

There are no more thunderballs in the seventh floor than the sixth, and there is a thumb ball in the seventh floor... a dense and numb thunderball in the eye!

Yang Ye's face was full of heavy colour, because the energy contained in these thunderballs was so horrible that he had to use ten heavy swords to shake them apart, because when he first came in, he couldn't prevent it, a thunderball hit his body in the chest, and now he has a black chest...

Yang Ye is very clear, don't say that with his present flesh, I'm afraid even the guy from the dead ancestor will have to be electrocuted!

“What kind of world is this?” Looking at the dense, numb thunderballs in his gaze, the leaves frowned. It is true that flesh can be suddenly refined on the sixth floor, but after the seventh floor, this is not the place where the mighty will suddenly refine the flesh, this should be the place where the royal kingdom will suddenly refine the flesh!

Sincerely, Yang Ye stopped in place, then the sword slowly converged, let the thunderballs approach him, he dared not let the thunderballs touch his body directly, only let the current emitted by the thunderballs contact his body, as a way to suddenly refine the flesh.

Little by little the time passed, the leaves were as if they had been put on a layer of electric grid. The density and numbness of the leaves were filled with current. These currents constantly stimulated the leaves' flesh. Under the stimulation of the current, the skin of the leaves was also gradually changing. Although it was tiny, it was indeed changing, which made the leaves of Yang happy!

You know, after his flesh was suddenly refined by the purple air, it was extremely difficult to try to improve. Previously, he suddenly refined his flesh with Ghost Fire and Blue Cloud Purple Electric, but the effect was negligible, far less than the effect of these current stimuli.

Another discovery that surprised Yang Ye unexpectedly was that when he controlled the sword's intent to resist these lightning balls, he discovered that the sword's intent was also changing.

“How can these thunderballs infect the sword? What exactly are these things...”

There are some surprises in Yang Ye's heart, but more are surprises because these thunderballs are too weird.

Half a mile, Yang Ye shook his head, not thinking about these, and continued to absorb those thunderstorms to refine his body.

Yang Ye did not know that as he entered the seventh floor and continued to refine his flesh with those thunderballs, the current at the top of the entire minefield began to agitate, the current continued to flicker, and the thunderbolts were pouring through the clouds above the minefield.

The dragons are shocked again!

“Dragon King, what's that guy doing down there?” The middle-aged man whispered, "Shall we get him out? ”

The Dragon Emperor shrugged and shook his head. He wanted to get Yang Ye out, but he didn't dare, because if something happened to Yang Ye, the half-hearted old man went mad to retaliate against them. What did they use against a half-hearted man? The demon clan has a half holy, but when his Golden Dragon clan chooses to part ways with the demon emperor, the other side may not come forward to protect his Golden Dragon clan!

Because, to some extent, the Golden Dragons and the Spatial Mink are already opposite each other.

Besides, even if the other party is willing to help the Golden Dragon clan, a half-sancerous can't stop a dragon unless two half-sancerous people join hands!

But when you see Yang Ye messing around down there, the Dragon Emperor can't swallow this breath... but if you don't swallow it, you have to swallow it!

“Just let him keep messing around down there?” The middle-aged frowned.

The dragon emperor silenced and said: “Go to the deepest dragon caves to inform the dragon elders that I have decided to participate in the sacred plan of Holy Places...”

The middle-aged man was heartless, silent and half-hearted, then turned away.

This time, the Dragons have no retreat, victory, dragon prosperity, defeat, dragon death!

Time passes a little bit, half a month later.

In the seventh floor of the mine pool, the leaves of the yang had been wrapped by lightning into a lump, apart from the occasional slight sword in the lightning, the whole seventh floor was dead silent.

And so it lasted another half month, and at some point, a sword came out of the lightning that was wrapped around Yang Ye, and those lightning bolts were cut into nothingness.

“Whoo!”

Yang Ye exhaled deeply and then punched out, the space was instantly distorted, revealing an extremely strange scene. Seeing this scene, the corner of Yang Ye's mouth swept with an arc, the next moment, the right fist spinning violently, ‘Boom’, pressed the distorted space to instantly break apart, revealing a fist-sized space black hole.

“Crushing space, today's physical strength and defense should not be lost to some true imperial strongman.” Yang Ye glanced at the lightning balls around him and said: “What a good thing. Now even his own flesh is not as good as that old man's, but I'm afraid it's not that bad. Hey, time to find the old man! ”

After a moment of excitement, Yang Ye's figure moved and kept going down!

He's curious about what's going to happen in this eighth floor!

When Yang Ye reached the eighth floor, Yang Ye stunned, because the eighth layer was empty and had nothing but an enlarged version of the thunderball in front of him.

However, at this time, the ghost fire in Yang Ye's body, the purple electricity of Qingyun, the spirit of Qingwood, and the nine ghost winds suddenly drilled out, the four great heavenly and earth spirits in Yang Ye's appalling eyes, the same attack on that thunderball...

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