Chapter 820: Soaring strength

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Jun Shitian recovered from the counterattack of casting secret techniques, and his momentum was more terrifying than before, every move could cause the madness of the void to tremble.

Obviously, after Jun Shitian woke up, Xiu Wei became more refined.

"Master, why are you so troublesome?"

"If you want to take revenge, you can directly mobilize the magic soldiers in our magic palace, and then just encircle them."

At this moment, in the shadow of this abyss, a hoarse and eerie voice came out, and said slowly.

"Huh, mobilize the demon soldiers, and dispatch the title of Emperor Wu Realm Strong. They can indeed kill them quickly, but they lack a lot of fun, don't they?" Jun Shitian leapt from the stone platform and said coldly.

"What did the young master plan to do? The subordinates are willing to help you share the troubles." The voice in the shadow continued.

"well!"

"Since you have this thought, then you first lead a team of magic soldiers in the past, except Xiao Ye, everyone else is killed. Master Ben will go to the altar to see the palace master."

Jun Shitian left a sentence, his body transformed into a streamer, and disappeared directly in place.

"Ji Jie, Young Master, rest assured that your subordinates will help you deal with this matter."

From that shadowy place, a red-haired old man stepped out. His eyes were sunk deep. His eyes were like a bottomless hole that could devour the minds of others. The most frightening thing was that he was on the face, climbing countless blood-red ones. Totem is full of magical breath.

At the next moment, the black style suddenly rose in the abyss, and the red-haired old man had disappeared.

At the same time, deep inside the divided palace of Jidao Palace, the disciples of the holy palace outside the dilapidated palace, as well as the disciples of the misty gate, did not know that the danger was quietly coming, they were talking at the moment.

"Full four days have passed. Why haven't the elders yet come out? Didn't they succeed in saving Brother Xiao Ye?"

"Don't crow mouth, since eleven elders have shot, then Brother Xiao Ye will certainly have no problem, let's take care of the safety here first."

"For four days, it was indeed a bit too long. Yesterday our jade symbols were all lit up, but there was no sound. I guess that other forces were also attacked by the strong players of the Jidao Palace, and then moved towards A distress signal was sent outside."

"What's the use of asking for help, even if our strength rushes up, it's not enough to deliver food to others. Let's wait until the elders of our holy palace come out. Don't act recklessly now, so as not to attract the strongest of the palace."

"Yes, what's the matter, we still wait for the elders to come out and talk about it, and I always feel a bad hunch."

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Fourteen demon disciples sat cross-legged, and whispered in conversation while taking turns to look around.

As for the inner disciples of the Misty Gate, although they did not participate in the discussion, they were also watching the surroundings vigilantly.

During these five days, their nerves are always tense, and they dare not be a little careless.

With the passage of time, none of the elders of the Imperial Palace of the Holy Palace have yet appeared, even if they have become restless.

The danger level in this palace of the Jidao Palace is far beyond their expectations, and no one dares to relax.

Bang!

At this moment, the dilapidated palace behind them suddenly shuddered, thunderous sounds erupted, and the terror energy fluctuations swept out like a tide, which shocked them.

"Did you make it?"

Although they were curious about what happened in the palace, they resisted not rushing in, but chose to continue to wait outside the palace.

At this moment, in the dilapidated palace, elders of the 11th Emperor Wuwu's complexion turned pale, and the old body was crumbling, but the eyes were excited and excited.

"Successful, this kid's fountain of martial arts has finally been completely inspired by us!"

"Haha, this stupid boy, after all the hardships, the power of the imperial weapons consumed by our old guys is not in vain."

"Xiao Ye, this kid, we have eleven old guys to give him emperor Wuwu, and he should get a lot of benefits."

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Elders of the 11th Emperor Wujing relaxedly talked, looking at Xiao Ye suspended in the void.

Although they were very attrited, they were still happy.

It is possible to rescue disciples like Xiao Ye who have unlimited potential and can reach a very amazing height in the future, even if they are a little bit injured.

"I... where am I?"

Xiao Ye's consciousness suddenly woke up from the boundless darkness, his fingers shaking gently.

Immediately afterwards, his memory madness flashed in his mind.

"By the way, I and Jun Shitian battled each other. In the end, I collapsed because my body could not bear the power of that terrifying imperial martial art. Am I dead?" Xiao Ye thought became more and more active.

Uh!

At the next moment, Xiao Ye's eyes suddenly opened, and bursts of fine mango shot like a blade, bursting through the void, shocking people, and the huge endless martial spring started to shrink and merge into his Dantian.

At this time, Xiao Ye, with black hair like ink, slender and majestic body, full of incomparable momentum, the four kinds of Wang Wu's power, like rolling magma, shuttled in his body.

An extremely powerful feeling filled Xiao Ye's whole body, making him feel like the strongest in this world.

"Roar!"

Xiao Ye clenched his fists and roared with his head up, venting this sense of unrestrainedness. The tumbling sound waves contained immense energy, which made the voids ripple out of the circle and let the main hall of the Holy Palace enforce the law. The space barrier set by the elders was broken instantly, and the broken palace shook violently.

"This boy is so amazing!"

The eleven elders of the Imperial Realm, who are taking back their own imperial world, are all stunned at the moment.

They knew that Xiao Ye would definitely get a lot of benefits through the imperial irrigation of Huangwu this time, but they did not expect that Xiao Ye was like a metamorphosis. It was completely different from before, and the momentum was extremely violent.

And the breath of Wang Wu released by Xiao Ye is also soaring, from the early stage of Wang Wu seventh grade, all the way to the late stage of Wang Wu seventh grade, and finally broke through to the early stage of Wang Wu eighth!

Xiao Ye's cultivation practice actually raised three levels!

If other Wang Wujing strong men, to upgrade these three levels, it will take at least several years to achieve.

"My cultivation base and my body are different from before. What's going on?" Xiao Ye's dark eyes were bright and clear, and finally looked at the eleven elders of the Emperor Wujing.