"what level....?"

"I'm afraid this level cannot be defined anymore...."

Yan Bai looked at the shadows circulating in the sky and murmured absently.

His Wonton Destruction Ruler ranked 20th, seemingly only a few places away from these four treasures.

But they are separated by countless chasms and endless galaxies....

If his Wonton Destruction Ruler is on the ninth level, then these four magic weapons are on the ninth or ninth level.

Not at the same level, not at the same magnitude.

The Wonton Destruction Ruler that he has tempered with strange fire for tens of thousands of years is just a joke in front of these four treasures....

"I won’t even doubt that with just one blow from this Hongmeng Yin-Yang Millstone, which is ranked thirteenth, my Wonton-Destroying Ruler may turn into powder all over the sky...."

"I can no longer estimate the energy and strength of these four treasures..."

The corners of Yan Bai's mouth trembled and he smiled bitterly.

"These four treasures should already be the ceiling, right?..."

"Is this the foundation of Wanjie? It seems that our horizons are really too small..."

The white-haired man sighed quietly.

"ceiling?"

"These four treasures didn’t even make the top ten..."

Yanbai's words.

The expression of the white-haired man changed drastically in an instant.

The two of them were also stunned on the spot for a moment.........

A certain realm.

Sea of ​​fog.

That small boat was like a rootless tentacle, floating endlessly in the haze and chaos.

A woman in a mask with a ghostly face stands at the head of a boat.

He raised his head and looked at the names on the gold list and the four phantoms of magical weapons that hovered above the gold list, exuding terrifying pressure.

For a moment, I lost my mind.

Under the grimace mask filled with chaos and haze, those soul-stirring eyes rippled in circles.

The white hands were also trembling slightly.

She looked at the names on the gold list and didn't say a word for a long time.

I don’t know how many epochs it has been.

She had even forgotten the feeling called"shock".

And at this moment, she recalled that strange feeling of shock.

"Su Han...Are they really human beings?"

Her faint voice echoed in the sea of ​​mist....

As if she was asking herself, and also as if she was asking about the way of heaven and earth............

A certain realm.

In nothingness and chaos.

The figure with its back to the people felt a great sense of oppression.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the words on the gold list and the dazzling and unique name.

The pressure of the four treasures hovering over the golden list fell down. when...when...The green ancient bell in front of him kept making vibrating bells, as if he was excited or surrendering....

The bell kept vibrating, and the void and chaos in this area instantly rioted.

The Ancient Emperor waved his hand, and the spiritual energy in this area was instantly drained and suppressed on the Wushi Bell.

Only then did Qing Guzhong calm down.

"These four magic weapons...It has touched the essence of the world infinitely..."

"Who is this human monk named Su Han?..."

The voice of the Ancient Emperor was hoarse, echoing in this void space........

Immortal dynasty.

An Xuan stood there, no, it should be said that he was stunned.

It's like being petrified, frozen in place!

The other disciples and elders of the Immortal Immortal Dynasty on the square were also frozen in place as if turned to stone.

The Immortal Immortal Dynasty, which was originally bustling with cheers and cheers

, became silent at this moment, and you could hear a pin drop.

The Immortal Dynasty seems to have turned into a Ghost Dynasty!

Just like that, he was petrified for ten breaths.

One after another, the sound of gasping for cold air and the sound of swallowing saliva began to appear, echoing in the Immortal Dynasty.

An Xuan still held his head high, staring blankly at the names on the golden list and the shadow of the magic weapon hovering above the golden list.

A second ago, he was still complacent, pointing out the country and scolding Fang Qiu.

He is looking forward to the bright future of the Immortal Dynasty.

He is still giving speeches about the future development plans of Bupinxian Dynasty.

The domineering, powerful and passionate speech almost brought tears to the eyes of the monks of the Immortal Dynasty.

But this second....

A large silent scene, a large embarrassing scene.

Anxuan is ranked thirty-ninth, which is already very high.

But when these four magical instruments that are infinitely close to their origins appear.

Anxu's Immortal Shield and Immortal Spear seem to have become a joke...

Compared with the four treasures mastered by the human monk named Su Han.

Immortal Shield and Immortal Spear...Just like a child playing with toys....

Those four treasures could crush the Immortal Shield and Immortal Spear that he was so proud of with just a hint of coercion until there were no fragments left.

Not on the same level at all.

This sense of déjà vu is like...

One is a nuclear weapon that will destroy the world, and the other is a water gun in the hand of a child. An Xuan's expression became messy.

Sometimes pale, sometimes ashen, green and red intersect.

His face changed from shocked to ferocious.

The Immortal Dynasty monks in the square also dared not breathe.

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