Supreme Celestial Devil

Chapter 278

Ning Xiaochuan came to the 12th floor of Tongtian bridge and met the 12th man in white robe guarding the pass.

The man in white robe stood in the middle of the bridge, carrying his hands on his back, and there was a thick mysterious air in his body. He is just a soul, but his body is extremely solid, which is no different from real people.

"Defeat me, succeed. Be killed by me, fail. Let's start!" Said the man in white.

Ning Xiaochuan naturally understood the rules of Tongtian bridge. Without any unnecessary nonsense, he directly attacked it and hit dozens of swords.

In the first eleven levels, Ning Xiaochuan rushed over with a sword, and no one could stop him. Only in the eleventh level, I encountered a short resistance, but I only fought more than ten moves to kill the keeper of the eleventh level. It was very easy.

However, after meeting the white robed man in the 12th level, Ning Xiaochuan obviously felt resistance.

The strength of the white robed man in the twelfth level is at least four times that of the white robed man in the eleventh level.

"Ow!"

The body of the man in white robe was wrapped by white light and expanded continuously, becoming more than ten meters tall and turning into a double headed giant lizard.

Inside the left head of the dragon, eight ice swords were spit out, arranged in a circle, like an array, trapping Ning Xiaochuan in the ice sword.

Ningxiaochuan rushed up and jumped into the air, but the dragon's tail swept over, like a thick steel rope, with a cold air.

Unable to escape at all, Ning Xiaochuan slapped the dragon's tail, and a dense current rushed out of the palm.

"Boom!"

The dragon lizard turned into a white robed man again. With extreme speed, it turned into a white light, rushed to Ning Xiaochuan's body, and cut it with one palm.

Ningxiaochuan's body was also extremely sensitive. His body turned sideways, his toes were a little, and his body catapulted three meters high. A huge Xuanqi sword condensed between his hands, and with the strength of his whole body, he chopped down with a sword.

The white robed man's hands became a circular light curtain, and sixty-four white balls appeared in the light curtain, arranged in an array.

"Bang!"

The Xuanqi sword bombarded the light curtain, shaking it violently and sending out ripples, but it didn't cut the light curtain to pieces.

Ning Xiaochuan's response speed was so fast that he quickly mobilized the world destroying gas in his body, pointing out a "world destroying sword wave" at his fingertips and bombarding the center of the light curtain.

The light curtain is broken!

Annihilation sword wave, smash the head of the white robed man!

"Wow -"

The body of the white robed man turned into light spots, condensed into a dazzling column of light and rushed to the sky.

"Congratulations, you have crossed the 12th floor of the Tongtian bridge. Your talent has at least reached the level of 'difficult to meet in 1500 years', which is quite amazing. I hope you will make persistent efforts to cross the 13th floor of the Tongtian bridge." The man in white is suspended in the column of light.

Ningxiaochuan said, "if I cross the 13th floor of Tongtian bridge, what level of talent is it?"

"Young man, go to the pass first! If you cross the 13th floor of the Tongtian bridge, you will naturally know what level of talent you are. If you can't make it, it's quite amazing to have a talent of 'hard to meet in 1500 years', even in any part of the world." Said the man in white.

Ningxiaochuan passed by the light column and headed for the 13th floor of Tongtian bridge.

Many martial artists in the Ninth level of the secular realm cannot cross the 11th floor of the Tongtian bridge. It can be seen that the more the Tongtian bridge goes, the more difficult it will be. Ning Xiaochuan is not sure whether he can break through the 13th floor.

"Defeat me, succeed. Be killed by me, fail. Let's start!" Said the white robed man guarding the pass on the 13th floor of Tongtian bridge.

His strength is four times higher than the white robed man on the twelfth floor!

The white robed man stood in place, showing a blue light behind him, and the virtual shadow of a blue divine bird appeared, with a body as big as a hill.

The virtual shadow of the blue divine bird, guarding behind the white robed man, stared at Ning Xiaochuan with sharp eyes.

The breath emanating from the white robed man was particularly powerful. After summoning the virtual shadow of the blue divine bird, it became more terrifying, locking the 13th floor of the entire Tongtian bridge.

Ningxiaochuan was so oppressed that his heart had to stop beating. If he fought in his current state, he would be killed by the white robed man in an instant.

"Destroy the world sword soul!"

Ning Xiaochuan folded his hands, and a dazzling light rushed out of the center of his palm, wrapping his body.

Between heaven and earth, strands of mysterious air flow shuttled through the gap between space and time, gathered together, and condensed into a huge female demon shadow behind Ning Xiaochuan, up to nine feet high, towering, with long hair of three thousand feet. It's just the figure of a gentle woman, but it has the power to look down on nine days, and all the gods in the world seem to surrender to her.

A wisp of sword spirit of the founder of the world destroying Taoism condensed, and finally helped Ning Xiaochuan break through the oppression of the white robed man, exert the power of sword spirit, and cut off the white robed man with a sword.

Tongtian bridge is left by the emperor of heaven. The world on the bridge is completely isolated from the outside world. Ning Xiaochuan can do all his tricks and is not afraid of being discovered.

The white robed man didn't have any emotion. Even in the face of the strong pressure of the world destroying Taoist patriarch, he didn't frown at all. With a wave of his arm, hundreds of feathers flew out, like hundreds of mysterious weapons and swords.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Ning Xiaochuan didn't dare to be careless at all. He kept chopping out the "soul of the world destroying sword" and collided with the feather made by the white robed man, breaking the feather into wisps of smoke.

The martial arts cultivation of the white robed man in the 13th level was quite terrible. Ning Xiaochuan played more than 20 world destroying swords in a row and didn't beat him back.

You should know that Ning Xiaochuan's combat power is invincible in the same realm, which only shows that the martial arts cultivation of the white robed people is much higher than that of Ning Xiaochuan.

The man in white did not retreat, but moved forward, constantly breaking Ning Xiaochuan's "world destroying sword spirit", and the golden light appeared on his fist, breaking Ning Xiaochuan's "cloud returning to vitality", and punching Ning Xiaochuan's heart.

This punch is simply unparalleled, and it definitely has the power to knock down the mountain.

Ning Xiaochuan clearly saw that on the fist of the white robed man, the virtual shadow of a divine bird was sinking and floating!

"Magic sword!"

Ningxiaochuan's heart rushed out seven blood red airflow, condensed into a monstrous sword.

"Shua!"

Wave the magic sword!

The white robed man's fist was covered with blood, and all his strength was broken by the magic sword.

After a flash, the white robed man's arm became two pieces, the incision was extremely neat, and even the bones were evenly separated.

Ningxiaochuan lifted the magic sword, which was like the incarnation of the demon God. He flew up and kicked the white robed man out with one foot. The magic sword waved and cut out again, pulling out a blood red sword wave.

"Poof!"

The white robed man was cut off by the magic sword.

Ning Xiaochuan stood beside the corpse of the white robed man, standing with a sword, with a murderous look of extermination in his eyes.

If people who know Ning Xiaochuan see Ning Xiaochuan's eyes at the moment, they will certainly think that they recognize the wrong person.

The corpse of the white robed man turned into dots of light, converging into the thirteenth pillar of light.

"Congratulations on crossing the 13th floor of Tongtian bridge. You have the talent of 'rare in 3000 years' and become the most talented person among the martial artists who broke through the bridge after the emperor of heaven."

Ning Xiaochuan took the magic sword back into his body, and his eyes gradually recovered. The idea of killing in his mind still existed, as if he wanted to kill any living creature.

This is the idea of "exterminating everything in the world"!

"Is this the true meaning of the way of destroying the world? Destroying the world!" Ning Xiaochuan's heart trembled slightly, and he felt that he was practicing the way of destroying the world, and was simply walking towards the dark abyss step by step.

After each use of the magic sword, Ning Xiaochuan's mind will produce a lot of negative emotions, which need to spend a lot of time to suppress and ease.

Ning Xiaochuan walked towards the 14th floor of Tongtian bridge while suppressing the negative emotions in his body.

The white robed man on the 14th floor of Tongtian bridge stared at Ning Xiaochuan deeply and said, "young man, your talent is very high, but the realm is not enough, and you can't break through the 14th floor. If I take action, I can kill you with half a move. Yulan empire finally gave birth to a young man with talent 'hard to meet in 3000 years'. I don't want you to fall on Tongtian bridge. Go back!"

Ning Xiaochuan can also feel that the white robed man is quite strong, and the breath emanating from his body is even more than Wu Zun. He is far from his opponent now.

Ningxiaochuan said, "if I beat you, what level of talent is it?"

"You can't beat me now." White robed humanity.

"What if?"

White robed humanity: "if you can defeat me before entering the territory of the earth, then you at least have the talent of 'five thousand years'. The lower your level is, the higher your talent is. In your current level, unless you have the talent of' seven thousand years', it is possible to cross the 14th level of the Tongtian bridge. But in fact, your current talent is only at the level of 'three thousand two hundred years'."

Ning Xiaochuan also knew that with his current state, it was impossible to cross the 14th floor of the Tongtian bridge. He secretly said, "it seems that he can only come back to this level after his cultivation is stronger."

Being able to have the talent of "difficult to meet in 3200 years" is already quite remarkable, even compared with those young sages in the era of apotheosis.

However, Ning Xiaochuan is now the fifth cultivation in the refined realm, and there is still a lot of room for progress.

Ning Xiaochuan said, "before entering the territory of Di Zun, I will definitely break through again. At that time, I will kill you."

"It's good for young people to have this confidence." White robed humanity.

Ningxiaochuan said, "what kind of talent is it if I cross the 15th floor of Tongtian bridge before entering the territory of Di Zun?"

Bai Pao Humanitarianism: "under the Reverend earth, it is impossible to break through the 15th floor of Tongtian bridge. This is the rule set by the emperor of heaven for Tongtian bridge, and it is also the limit of Tongtian bridge. No one can break this limit.

Ningxiaochuan said, "what if I break through?"

The man in white paused, "Tongtian bridge can only test martial artists whose talent value is less than 'ten thousand years'. If you can break through the 15th floor of Tongtian bridge and break the limit of Tongtian bridge before reaching the territory of the earth, it means that you at least have the talent of' ten thousand years'. However, with the resource grade of Yulan Empire, it is impossible to support you to hit the level of ten thousand years. The level of 'five thousand years' should be the limit."

If a martial artist wants to improve his constitution and talent, the acquired cultivation resources are very important.

After all, Yulan empire is only a five-level civilization. It is the limit of civilization that can support the birth of a genius that is' hard to meet in five thousand years'.