"Roar!" The storm dragon grabbed him with one claw. The wind-type divine energy contained in it actually reached the peak of the second level, which was comparable to his original cultivation. If one-on-one and without supernatural powers, it would be a strong opponent that was evenly matched. This wind dragon is the elf life born in the wind-type energy in the void...

It is so powerful. No wonder no one dares to ascend this secret path. It is definitely uncommon to encounter a wind dragon. The more you go up, the more you encounter two or three, the ones flying together...

Xuanyuan Peng sighed in his heart, and suddenly a clone of the peak second-level power was superimposed, allowing his palm energy to instantly reach an infinitely close to the third-level power!

"Peng!" The wind dragon was smashed into the dragon's claws with his palm. Then, Xuanyuan Peng pounced on it like a wolf or a tiger, his arms were like a divine pillar with cracks in the sky, suddenly pulled out the wind dragon, and with a loud roar, it tore it into two pieces. The wind-type divine aura in the tent splashed out like blood rain...

He swallowed it in one bite and instantly condensed into a dominant elf bead and put it away. He stepped into the void, condensed the peak divine aura, protected his eyes, and then opened his eyes wide and looked in all directions.

He saw that the sky was full of raging winds, terrifying storms comparable to the power of the higher-level second-level power, blew the entire void into a hazy state, as if it were a chaos, and it was not far away, and there were wind roars everywhere. If he was not the peak second-level, just this endless storm could sweep him away countless miles...

He stared at the sky. The sun in the highest sky was filled with golden light, as if it was floating above his head. Although he had not seen the entrance to the highest sky, he probably wasn't far away.

You know, from the moment he ascended to now, five months have passed. The highest sky is so far away from the Sumeru Heaven, just like one is the real sky, and the other can only be regarded as a huge gap.

Outside his body, a layer of protective magic weapon condensed, shattering the endless storm that washed him layer by layer. This is what he is carrying the power of the peak second-level master. If it were an ordinary high-level second-level master, he would probably not be able to hold on anymore and would be torn to pieces by this boundless and endless storm.

Continue to ascend! Xuanyuan Peng rushed into the sky with his anger, layers of storms were shaken by him, and the deep void was thrown under him layer by layer...

No wonder he swept the interface in Sumi Tian like a sweeping mat. Whether it is the divine realm or the immortal tribe, it seems that he doesn't care. This long road of arrival alone can cause headaches for those masters who are used to being in the Supreme Heaven. It's too long and too far. It's not just tearing the void. It's just a moment's happening!

What's more, when the supreme heaven comes, you have to face various restrictions on the origin of the Sumeru Heaven. The third-level master cannot descend. If the second-level master wants to descend, you must first move a more powerful master to calculate it with the Taiyi God Calculation. How many of the 9,999 masters of the Sumeru Heaven are missing? No more than one, if you exceed one, you will be annihilated by the light of destruction on this long journey...

Xuanyuan Peng secretly felt that he was extremely correct in leaving a series of ascensions. After he ascended to Gaotian, he was out of reach for the Sumi Heaven. Even if something happened, he had no choice but to pray to Hong Jiaojiao, Jin Chan, Wolf slave, Bahuang and others for their own blessings!

The two heavens are too far apart, and they face various restrictions and difficulties, whether they ascend or descend. In the era of the Immortal Emperor, his imperial edict was recognized by the will of heaven. Whoever holds his imperial edict can teleport out of the three heavens at will, and even the human world is like walking on flat ground, which is so smooth.

Nowadays, the era of the emperors has been in chaos for a long time, and the killings are everywhere. The will of heaven in the dark does not recognize their dominance at all, so they have to rely on their own divine power to slowly rush on their way. Even if some ancient existences in the highest heaven treasure a piece of imperial decree or several immortal emperors, they are no longer useful now. If the will of heaven does not recognize it, it will be a waste of time to take it. The light of destruction should come, and it will be unceremonious and annihilated in an instant!

"Roar!" Suddenly, a storm dragon in the slanting thorn was wrapped in a rolling storm and rushed towards him...

Xuanyuan Peng didn't think about it, and added a divine weapon with a clone, slapped its dragon claws with one palm, grabbed it with both hands, and instantly tore it to pieces and refined it into an elf bead.

His powerful divine power was shocked by another storm dragon rushing towards him. He suddenly stopped the dragon's body and roared for a long time. The dragon roar was actually a talented sonic magical power, mixed in the storm and instantly spread to all directions.

Hey, this naturally born elf life still knows how to bring reinforcements? Just by rushing to this point, this storm dragon has much higher IQ than the storm elves and storm knights killed below.

"Swallow!" Xuanyuan Peng contained the divine power of the three clones. With one move, Taotie swallowed the wind dragon in his long chanting into the vortex of his palm, and shattered it in an instant, and refined it into an elf bead and put away it.

Whoosh! His body shot towards the sky, broke through the rolling storm, and continued to rush towards the direction of the big sun.

"Ao!" Suddenly, an angry dragon roar came from afar behind him. Xuanyuan Peng, who was ascending, looked back and saw a storm dragon, decorating him from afar, as if he knew his power, but was chasing him from afar, not too far ahead.

Humph, as long as you don’t mess with me, I won’t chase you! Xuanyuan Peng knew that the wind dragon must have been brought by the long roar of the wind dragon that he had just killed. He judged that the sound wave magic power contained the information of the wind dragon that he didn’t know, so that the Fenglong who could hear the dragon roar knew his background, so after catching up, he was not in a hurry to rush over, but was decorated with him far away.

What annoyed him was that the wind dragon was actually adorned with his figure while roaring, as if he was constantly summoning the Fenglong tribe members along the way.

Sure enough, not long after, the second wind dragon flew in the slant, and the third wind dragon chased after him from the rear. They gathered together and decorated Xuanyuan Peng in the distance. While chasing him, they continued to chant continuously.

Xuanyuan Peng vaguely felt something was wrong. He wanted to go back, intercept the three wind dragons, and kill them, but the three wind dragons seemed to have high wisdom. When he saw him turn around, he turned his head together, mixed in the storm, and fled to the distance. They were originally wind elves, and naturally high-level wind clans were born. In the void where the storm was raging, they were like fish in water. Unless they met each other in a split face or were chased suddenly at a short distance, it would be almost impossible to catch up with them if they kept chanting for more wind dragons. What's more, they were constantly summoning more wind dragons to gather.

Xuanyuan Peng didn't want to fall into a storm dragon's encirclement. In this void storm layer, first of all, he has no geographical advantage. This storm layer is naturally beneficial to the storm dragon.

Wow... Xuanyuan Peng swelled his energy, did not chase the three dragons, and shot rapidly towards the higher direction of the Great Sun.

"Ao!..." The three storm dragons, like endless ghosts, rushed back from afar, with his hazy figure, and the dragon roared continuously.

Xuanyuan Peng ascended to the ground and ignored them.

Half a day passed quickly. Xuanyuan Peng was surprised to find that the storm dragon attached to him was constantly stacked to hundreds of heads. The wind dragons seemed to be brave, and they accelerated, turning into storms and chasing him like a strong wind.

"Hmph, I want to see if you can catch up with me?" Xuanyuan Peng sneered in his heart. He swelled his divine energy and turned into a dazzling light, breaking through the wind curtain, his speed doubled, and suddenly flew into the vast and deep void layer of clouds...

"Roar..." The wind dragons behind him roared angrily, chasing him with urgency...

One man and a group of dragons started a chase in this storm void. Xuanyuan Peng relied on his sufficient divine aura and sufficient reserves to burn the only three imperial source rivers left in the Hell Tower, maintaining their peak at a rapid speed, and continuously ascending, risking to use up these three source rivers, and not allowing the dragons to catch up.

In the blink of an eye, another half day and night passed. The number of dragons chasing behind Xuanyuan Peng soared to more than 3,000. At first glance, there were a vast vague dragon shadows, chasing them angrily in the storm.

Xuanyuan Peng discovered that these more than 3,000 wind dragons seemed to have their own territory. They were constantly summoned along the way and joined the dragon hunting army. They usually have their own territory and do not interact much with each other. He suddenly had a thought: I wonder if this naturally born storm dragon, whether it is male or female?

"Roar..." Suddenly, a particularly thick storm dragon, like a king, surpassed more than three thousand dragons, turned into a blurred green light and rushed towards him!

"Bold!" Xuanyuan Peng passed on a divine sound, and nine times his combat power suddenly exploded. He contained a powerful divine energy that transformed into three purses. He smashed the dragon head of the Wind Dragon King with one palm. It was the peak limit. It was just one step away from being able to see the Wind Dragon King at the third level. Unfortunately, he was killed by his palm!

Xuanyuan Peng's palm shocked the dragons, which made them slightly less chasing. He continued to use the method of long chanting to summon more wind dragons to gather, and he was chasing him all the way...

Xuanyuan Peng burned the Emperor's Source River violently, turning into a sharp arrow, splitting the wind curtain and shooting towards the sky. Whenever he was tired, he summoned a clone, and he jumped into the cosmic sea of ​​his clone, letting the clone burn the Emperor's Source River and continue to soar upwards...

He and the three clones exchanged each other, maintaining rest and physical strength, making the dragons tired of waiting for him to fly, and then rushed forward and tear his tactics down.

However, Xuanyuan Peng discovered that a few days later, there were more than 10,000 wind dragons gathered behind him. During this period, six Wind Dragon King Yuemen caught up with him at a higher wind speed, and were killed by him nine times his combat power. In order to shock the dragons, hoping to scare them away...

However, the wind dragon is the wind dragon. Although its IQ is higher than that of the Storm Elf and the Storm Knight, it is not much higher. They seem to be angry by the tragic death of the Wind Dragon King, and they are tightly attached to him, constantly summoning more wind dragons to come.

Half a month later, behind Xuanyuan Peng, more than 100,000 wind dragons were chasing behind him, which was simply spectacular. The vast green dragon shadows were full of courage. They gathered so bravely that they began to attack him with various wind-type magical powers. For a moment, behind him, the wind blade, the wind sword, the wind gun, the wind halberd, the wind curtain, the wind wall... waves, waves, waves, like tides, continued to attack him.

Xuanyuan Peng, whose cultivation has reached its present, has little help to him. The three imperial source rivers that are tens of millions of miles have been exhausted all of them in the ascension of more than ten days.

"I still have thirty drops of the original essence and blood of the first-level master of the Buddha Realm. I will refine it drop by drop. I don't believe it. You dare to follow me all the time..." Xuanyuan Peng suddenly took out a drop of the essence and blood of the Buddha Realm and refined it suddenly. With a sound of a bulging, his pores were covered with flame-like Buddha energy. This is the energy of the first-level master. The nourishing power is much higher than the Emperor's Source River. With a whoosh, his speed increased by more than twice, rushing to the clouds and breaking the wind, and climbing rapidly...

Waves of wind-type attacks fell behind him, and they could not reach him. More than 100,000 wind dragons were so angry that they roared, like tornadoes, chasing them quickly.

When Xuanyuan Peng and the three clones replaced the person without changing speed, consumed thirty drops of Buddha's essence and blood until there were three drops left, suddenly, he felt his body suddenly tightening, as if he was under huge pressure from the law, and his speed plummeted. At the same time, countless swords flew over his divine body like hail.

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