Villain Fantasies: The Empress Takes My Opportunity From My Mother's Womb

Outside, many people became inexplicably irritable.

Everyone thought that the prince's entry into the ninth floor was just a formality.

Who would have thought that for more than ten minutes in a row, the fierce fighting inside would still continue.

What does this indicate?
"Impossible!" Mu Fan's mood, which had finally calmed down, was once again severely challenged.

It takes less time to clear the eighth floor, which shows that the opponent's combat power in the chakra realm is stronger than him.

However, if Shizi can break through the ninth floor, it will be a completely different level.

Clenching his fists tightly, Mu Fan leaned back on the chair to prevent others from noticing his gloomy expression.

Feelings of jealousy kept welling up from the bottom of his heart, and he was so irrational that he even complained about the teacher in the ring.

"If the teacher is willing to help me, I should be the one who broke through the ninth floor now."

"Why, why don't you want to help me with all your strength?!"

Mu Fan tried his best to hide his emotions, but he didn't know that no one outside had the leisure to pay attention to him.

Not to mention others, even the palace master Yan Fenglou was a little uneasy at this moment.

His initial thought was that he wanted to accept the son himself, and he was looking for an excellent senior brother who would suppress the contemporary generation as the main peak.

It's a good thing now, if you really want to break through the ninth floor, it means that you have changed from an apprentice to a junior.

The seniority has skyrocketed several times in an instant.

"Well, he may not be able to pass"

"No, if it is really going to pass, a god son will be born in my Dao Palace. As the Palace Master, I should look forward to it."

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, you have to fight for your breath."

Yan Fenglou's master is a strong man beyond the Martial Emperor Realm.

In order to seek an opportunity to become emperor, he resolutely stepped into the void and went to the battlefield outside the territory and the conquest of thousands of races.

Son of God, second only to the palace master in the sect, so naturally he has to learn from the strong man of the previous generation.

This is also the origin of the title of Junior Brother.

In other holy places of sects, perhaps the title of Son of God can still be mixed with some moisture.

But the Heavenly Dao Palace is completely different. No one in the Great Wilderness knows that the ninth floor of the Lingyun Pagoda is guarded by a phantom of a great emperor.

I don't know what I thought at the beginning, in short, if you can't defeat Emperor Qionghua within a year of entry, you won't be able to become the Son of God in the Dao Palace.

If he can pass by by luck, the gold content of this "son of God" will definitely rank among the top three in all the schools in the wilderness.

It is not an exaggeration to call him "Young Emperor".

The young emperor is the top recognition and expectation for young heroes.

Whether or not a young emperor can be born in the Taoist Palace today, the answer will be revealed soon.

In the ninth floor space, the two Saint Child level combat forces are still fighting fiercely.

At this moment, the purple magic sword was abruptly interrupted by Su Beimu, and the long sword in his hand was also scrapped.

The two fists were bleeding, and they kept bombarding each other.

Bursts of divine sounds exploded, and the two sides were fighting in the most primitive way.

The fight is to see who has a deep foundation.

Su Beimu didn't know exactly what the other party's method was, but he was a real warrior in the extreme realm.

The seed of fate magic power also endows the total amount of vitality far surpassing others.

The Heaven Swallowing Demon Art absorbs vitality, and the Black Lotus Heavenly Demon Body has a very powerful ability to repair injuries.

With one punch, the enemy's three points of damage have already cost five points. It seems that he has no advantage, but after continuous fierce fighting, Xu Ying is completely at a disadvantage.

Boom boom boom!
The divine voice containing endless chilling aura sounded, and the young emperor Xuying's face was serious, and he continued to use various means to attack.

It's a pity that his methods are completely ineffective. Su Beimu's mind is united, and a black lotus flower under his feet sets him off, like a real demon descending into the world.

"Still defeated?" Terrible demonic energy condensed, and a huge black finger condensed above the main hall.

In the eyes of other chakra realm warriors, such a method is too amazing, but for Su Beimu today, a mere in-body attack is just a matter of ease.

The meaning of common sense is to set up for the group of people who cannot survive without relying on it.

With long silver hair fluttering in the wind, Su Beimu didn't give his opponent a chance to breathe. He pointed his fingers up like a sword, and slashed at the enemy far away.

Used in conjunction with the Heaven Swallowing Magic Art, any of his attacks can absorb the vitality of the opponent.

Under the ebb and flow, the gap will naturally appear slowly.

boom!
At the cost of one arm, the young emperor finally managed to get out of trouble, but unfortunately he had no resistance at this moment.

"I'm finally free." While smiling gratifiedly, Xu Ying rushed towards the figure sitting cross-legged on the magic lotus.

After a few breaths, only Su Beimu was alone in the ninth-floor space.

"This is." Looking at the stairs reappearing above, his expression froze. He didn't expect that the challenge limit of Lingyun Pagoda was not nine floors.

At this level of the test, Guardian Phantom already possesses the mid-level combat power of the Holy Child.

Then this mysterious tenth floor, isn't it only the son of God level fighters who can step into it?
"It's too exaggerated."

"You have the child-level combat power without getting started, who the hell cares about your Heavenly Dao Palace?"

Shaking his head silently, Su Beimu gave up the idea of ​​continuing to challenge.

With his current state, there is no possibility of a successful challenge at all.

It's better to accept it as soon as it's good, anyway, the original goal has been achieved, hasn't it?

"gone."

Taking a last look at the mysterious staircase, Su Beimu turned around and left Lingyun Pagoda.

When the glow around him gradually dissipated, what appeared in front of him were pairs of extremely hot eyes.

After many years, a son of God was finally born in the Dao Palace.

The leader of the righteous way, who had been silent for a long time, finally appeared a young emperor who could suppress luck.

That's right, he who successfully broke through the ninth floor is fully qualified to be awarded the title of Young Emperor.

Only this slightly exaggerated title can describe his terrifying martial arts talent.

"You succeeded." Yan Fenglou's eyes were wild, and he really wanted to ask how he defeated the young Qionghua Emperor.

However, there are many things that cannot be discussed with outsiders. Even if Su Beimu wanted to say it, he might stop it.

Many things are no longer secrets from the moment they are said.

This is the truth that the law is not passed on to the six ears.

Smiling and looking at the young man in front of him, Yan Fenglou raised his head and looked at the sky. Among the countless land plates floating above, there was a big clock made of gold standing on the top floor.

Boom boom boom!
Nine consecutive rings spread in all directions, which means that a person at the level of a child of God was born in Tiandao Palace.

The young emperor Su Beimu will soon be famous in the wilderness.

Burning incense and bathing, worshiping teachers and praying.

After the tedious process, Su Beimu finally became a member of Tiandao Palace.

As a son of God with a high status, he does not need to intervene in the peaks, and can even open up new branches on his own.

Of course, Su Beimu didn't have that idea yet, he just wanted a mountain with strong vitality.

On weekdays, he can use it for cultivation, and he can also house a thousand Buddha Black Armors who follow him.

To put it bluntly, this is his direct army, and Su Beimu naturally wants to serve him with delicious food and drink.

The vitality generated by the spiritual veins alone is enough for daily practice.

But Su Beimu was still a little dissatisfied. He wanted to build a mountain range at the level of a fairy mountain and blessed land.