"As for the ninth layer, it is an extremely important place for a martial artist, because it involves the most mysterious existence in the universe, the mystery of the gods! If you pass this level, you can be called the Holy Martial Emperor!" Mr. Feng couldn't help but continue. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Holy Martial Emperor, why isn't it a god?" said Chu Yi questioner.

"Those low-level gods used by the Nine Shadows Clan to coax the Ice and Snow Barbarians are actually the realm of the Holy Martial Emperor, in fact, they are just some garbage gods!" Mr. Feng said with great disdain, and then his expression turned solemn: "But the gods trusted by the Nine Shadows Clan are the kind of gods who really have great magical powers and great powers, which is a realm that we can't reach, and it can't be the same at all!"

"Then Master, you were already in the realm of the Soul God at that time?" Chu Yi couldn't help but look at Mr. Feng, and couldn't help but admire him very much. This is the real awesome character, those gods in the Ice and Snow Wasteland are simply scum compared to him.

"Yes, I broke through to the ninth layer in this inheritance tower back then, but I was lucky to pass, but because of my injuries, I couldn't enter the tenth layer in the end, but fortunately, I successfully comprehended it and formed my own godhead, and then I was able to slowly recover. After some years of realization, they have also reached the so-called god realm!But even those powerhouses of the Nine Shadows Clan, through the power of the gods they believe in, have reached the same realm as me!" Mr. Feng couldn't help but say a little depressed. After all, this is also a fact, I have worked hard, gone through hardships and life and death, to be able to reach such a state, the other party does not have to do anything, as long as he believes in the so-called gods, he can also achieve it, what he has paid can be said to be dozens of times the hard work of those strong people of the Nine Ghost Clan, which is too unfair.

This news really shocked Chu Yi himself, just by believing, he can become a god, then the gods of the Nine Ghost Clan's beliefs are probably not inferior to the gods of the Oss world, right? Could it be that their beliefs are the same? Otherwise, how could it be so easy to directly cast such a strong person, and the strength of the other party is inevitably too strong!

"Although I haven't officially entered the tenth layer, I do know some of the mysterious information in it. It turns out that this inheritance tower is from the distant and unknowable age of the gods, according to the algorithm of your planet, I am afraid that it may be hundreds of millions of years, and the history of the Heavenly Dance Continent is also so long! And the one who created this inheritance tower is probably the ancestor of the Heavenly Dance people, their martial arts are highly developed, and there are countless gods and countless people!But one day, the gods suddenly disappeared en masse, and they went to an unpredictable mysterious space together, and the inheritance tower is the tool they left behind to record all the information!" Mr. Feng finally finished all the beginnings and ends, and Chu Yi was dizzy when he heard it. All this is too unbelievable, which makes Chu Yi a little difficult to accept, what kind of things have happened in the past time!

"Lao Tzu can't even handle the affairs of the Tianwu Continent now, and he is still involved in the affairs of the gods? Am I not an old birthday star who eats arsenic and thinks that my life is long?" Chu Yi couldn't help but think secretly, and even felt a little headache, all this was too far away, too mysterious.

"Now that you are here, this may represent your fate, not to mention that you are a soul from another world! You can't escape! Maybe you are a variable in the underworld, a chosen person!" Mr. Feng saw his thoughts, and couldn't help but shake his head and said.

"Okay, then what should I do?" Chu Yi couldn't help but feel a little helpless and said.

"Nonsense, naturally we are starting to break through the sixth layer directly! If you can get out of the way, then we will be saved, if you are unfortunate enough to hang, then we will have to be buried together!" Mr. Feng couldn't help but say teasingly, although his tone was extremely relaxed, but that kind of result was something Chu Yi couldn't afford, and Chu Yi's mood suddenly began to heavily.

"What are you doing with grinding and chirping, don't you still look like a gentleman!" Mr. Feng suddenly became furious, and kicked Chu Yi into a chaotic and inexplicable space.

Before Chu Yi could even snort, the person had already disappeared.

"Where is this?" Chu Yi muttered, there was chaos and darkness in front of him, and all the feelings were left with his own thoughts.

"Naturally, it's the space of the sixth layer!" Selena's voice suddenly appeared in her head.

"I suddenly remembered something!" Chu Yi said seriously.

"What's the matter?" Selena asked curiously.

"The god of Shaolin is actually juxtaposed with several garbage gods in the Ice and Snow Wasteland, it seems that we are also very garbage!" Chu Yi said with a little distress.

"You bastard, we don't even have a godhead now, you kid is not even a little martial emperor, you can already be on a par with those low-level gods, you actually say that the great Shaolin god is rubbish, I'm going to kill you!" Selena couldn't help but scream.

Her voice at this time was extremely sharp, which made Chu Yi feel a big headache, so he had to apologize again and again.

When he calmed down, Chu Yi suddenly found out inexplicably that the chaotic and dark space just now disappeared all at once.

The sound of the sea is so gentle and charming, and the sound of the waves is like a wonderful girl, invited to her home with her young voice, which makes people feel warm.

Such a temptation, what man in this world can refuse? Chu Yi's eyes suddenly appeared with a wisp of confused happiness.

Chu Yi raised his legs and walked forward, as if he had forgotten everything around him.

The majestic city of the alien race, two hundred zhang ahead, the two emperor-level powerhouses of the Golden Emperor and the Ancestor of the Wei Family, are all hanging high in the void at this moment, ready to support the past at any time, while the eight Wuzun powerhouses at the peak of the ninth rank are arrayed and ready to launch a thunderous offensive at any time.

The army of martial arts school-level martial artists on the ground, coupled with the Martial Emperor marksman, directly formed an extremely terrifying battle formation, and at this moment they were steadily advancing forward.

The Flying Alliance army is on the left, and the Wei family is on the right. It was only at this time that there was no movement in the city of aliens, except for some young men standing there above the towering city gates, and other than that, no one was seen.

"Order, the whole army to stop advancing! Garrison, everything is under my orders, and there must be no mistakes. In the marching tent wrapped by tens of millions of troops, Nangong Mingxuan's face suddenly became extremely solemn and gave an order.

As the commander of the Flying Alliance army, even the Golden Emperor will abide by his orders at this time. Of course, if it is about cultivation, if he is in the Feiyang Alliance, I am afraid that he can only be regarded as average, but in terms of identity, he is the contemporary sect master of the Shaolin Sect, or Chu Yi's beloved disciple, and coupled with his ability to march and fight, he is indeed unpredictable, and he is deeply supported by the soldiers, and when he leads the troops, he will often have high morale and be invincible, so he is the best candidate in the Feiyang Alliance.