I, Nine-star Talent, the Strongest In the World

In the endless void, ten magnificent altars stood, one more magnificent than the other, arranged like a staircase, spreading into the depths of the void.

Above the ten altars, there is also a figure with a vast aura.

"In history, the ten most powerful golden bridges on this wasteland..."

Chen Qingyu held his breath, suddenly noticed something, and turned his head to look:

In the upper layer of the void, a golden list is suspended, and the names are like imprints that last forever.

At the top of the list, the four characters of [Immortal Heaven List] are shining brightly.

Chen Qingyu's eyes swept across the top of the list in turn:

"Number one on the Immortal Heaven Ranking, Wu Chenkong, Human Race, 25 years old, from the Taihuang Wu family."

"Second in the Immortal Heaven Ranking, Chang Qiqi, Jing Clan, 34 years old, born in Tianjing's ancestral court."

"No. 3 on the Immortal Heaven List, Ao Tong, Dragon Clan, 29 years old, born in the East China Sea Dragon Clan."

"No. 4 on the Immortal Heaven Ranking, Chen Kaihai, human, 24 years old, from Changluo Chen's family."

"Number five on the Immortal Heaven Ranking, He Yuxuan, human, 21 years old, born in Fuhai Holy Land."

"Sixth in the Immortal Heaven Ranking, Changhe Lie, Crystal Clan, 31 years old, born in Yuanjing's ancestral court."

"Number seven on the Immortal Heaven Ranking, Chen Zhengxing, human, 27 years old, from Changluo Chen's family."

"The eighth in the Immortal Heaven Ranking, like Libra, Yaozu, 36 years old, born in Qilin Valley."

"Ninth on the Immortal Heaven Ranking, Zhao Jiukun, Human Race, 29 years old, born in the Holy Land."

"The tenth on the Immortal Heaven Ranking, Wang Jue, human, 27 years old, born in the Wang family of Liangshan."

Chapter 103 Immortal tenth! Peerless sword repair

"call!"

After Chen Qingyu read it, he took a deep breath, and his heart was surging:

"The Ten Strongest Golden Bridge Realms in History!"

"My human race has six places; I, the Chang Luo Chen clan alone, have two places!"

One of them was his father.

All of this naturally made him feel proud.

"Let me see how big the gap is between me and the most powerful monsters in history!"

He was calm and said aloud:

"I want to challenge [Immortal Altar]!"

In an instant:

"Boom!"

There was a roar in the void, countless golden light erupted, and a vast white beam of light fell from the sky.

The icy mechanical voice seemed extremely grand:

"You have reached the top of the [God of War Tower] and met the conditions for challenging the [Immortal Altar]!"

"You need to challenge from the tenth place!"

"Every challenge requires you to pay one million Taixu points. You can watch the challenge target and take pictures of the process of reaching the top of the [God of War Tower]!"

"If you succeed in the challenge, the Taixu points will be doubled and you will get a special reward that is unique to you!"

"Climbing to the top of the [Altar of Immortality], you will get a mysterious opportunity!"

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he suddenly froze in his heart:

"To challenge once, you need one million false points; if you lose, it means that these too false points will go to waste."

"No wonder Xu Yuanxian gave up after only three challenges."

There are still nearly 30 million points in his body.

But if you continue to challenge the [Altar of Immortality] and fail, it will be very easy to run out.

after all--

To challenge the tenth place, you have to pay one million too imaginary points; to challenge the existence behind, you need to pay more.

"However, the reward for the successful challenge of [Immortal Altar] is really amazing!"

"It's not a big deal to double the return; the exclusive special reward is really hard to refuse."

He took a few deep breaths and said slowly:

"I want to challenge the tenth place in the [Immortal Altar], Liangshan Wang Clan - Wang Jue!"

The voice just fell!

"Boom!"

In the sky, there was another loud roar, and that dazzling white beam of light instantly turned into a bridge of light, connecting directly to the first grand altar.

On the altar:

A figure with a broad robe, large sleeves and fluttering white clothes, standing with a long sword on his back, has a free and easy temperament.

"call!"

Chen Qingyu took a step, the white light bridge under his feet contracted violently, and he reached the altar in an instant.

The white-robed figure was still standing still, motionless.

"Your one million false point has been deducted."

The prompt voice of Taixu Yuanling sounded in Chen Qingyu's ear:

"You can now choose to watch the summit photo of the challenge target, or you can choose to challenge directly."

Chen Qingyu pondered for a while and said:

"I want to watch the photo of the summit of the challenge target."

In an instant:

A flower flashed before his eyes, and his vision suddenly changed to the familiar pure white space.

From a distance, the pure white space on this side is extremely vast, and it is obviously the tenth floor of the [God of War Tower].

Center of space:

A figure in white clothed with a sword stood proudly.

"This is how Wang Jue reached the tenth floor of the [God of War Tower]?"

Chen Qingyu's heart moved, and he immediately collected the distracting thoughts in his heart, and watched it intently.

soon:

After the dazzling white light passed, 50,000 top geniuses appeared, forming five huge battle formations of 10,000 people.

The mighty breath fills the world and makes people tremble.

Chen Qingyu looked at this familiar scene, and his heart tightened - these five thousand people fighting, but he suffered a lot, and finally got through.

"I wonder how Wang Jue will deal with it?"

Chen Qingyu thought so, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and there was a hint of horror in his expression.

"Keng!"

Wang Jue didn't say a word, he pulled out the long sword behind him, and it suddenly turned into a white sword light and shot out.

His speed has surpassed the imagination of ordinary people, like a white line across the sky.

"Bah!"

With a light sound, that white sword light, like a hot knife into butter, easily tore through the battle formation of ten thousand people and smashed into the sea of ​​​​people.

Wherever the sword light passes, all things are divided!

Divine Weapon Profound Artifact, Body Protector Infuriating Qi, Martial Skill Secret Technique... Nothing can stop his white sword light, and it can't even slow down its speed!

"No!"

"what!!"

The tragic howls shook the heavens and the earth, and the flesh and blood were dripping like rain.

The white sword light rushed back and forth, and a top martial artist fell down like a slash of wheat. From a distance, it was like a turbulent wave.

In just one breath, thousands of warriors were killed by the sword light!

The remaining warriors did not have time to change their formations, and the ten thousand battle formation collapsed completely!

"Boom!"

The remaining four battle formations, seeing this scene, did not hesitate to join hands, and the mighty torrent of power washed down.

Battle formations collapsed, and souls perished.

However:

In Chen Qingyu's shocked eyes, not only did that white sword light not retreat, but instead, it was daring to the torrent of power and went upstream!

The sword light passed by, the true qi martial arts and divine weapons collapsed, and the torrent of power was cut in half by this sword!

What terrifying and terrifying power is this? !

"call!"

Chen Qingyu took a few deep breaths, his heart was shaking, and his throat was a little dry:

"Is this the tenth?"

"Just the tenth [Altar of Immortality] has such terrifying power?"

Even now, he may be able to rely on Yuanyang's indestructible body to face the battle formation of ten thousand people, but he can't cut off the torrent of power with one blow.

How can the strength of one person be combined with the strength of 40,000 warriors?

"No, that's not right!"

He suddenly discovered something, and his eyes suddenly lit up:

"This is not relying on its own strength to resist the attack of the battle formation of 40,000 people, but it is like a slaughtering ox, dividing their connection!"

Just think about it:

But all formations always have flaws;

The strength of 40,000 people is connected to one place, and even if they are mixed together, they cannot compare to the strength of one person.

The real mystery of Wang Jue's sword is that it penetrated the weak point of the formation and divided the power of 40,000 people, so that in an instant, he could no longer be threatened.

This is exactly the same as Chen Qingyu's idea of ​​cracking the four battle formations at the beginning, but the expression is completely different.

"boom!"

Just a moment later, the terrifying torrent of power resumed.

Wang Jue's sword seemed to have turned into a foolish move like breaking the water, and it couldn't change the situation at all.

However:

In such an instant, at the speed of the white sword light, he had already left the coverage of the mighty torrent.

As soon as the sword light turned, he entered another battle formation.

In an instant, the **** storm resurfaced.

"That's how he won."

Chen Qingyu let out a breath and slowly regained his attention.

The rest of the process is nothing more than the repetition of breaking the first battle formation, and there is nothing to see.

"Such a power is worthy of being a person who has been shocking through the ages and has ascended to the altar of immortality."

"This person, under the Lingyuan realm, is already the number one sword cultivator in the world!"