Four hundred and sixtieth chapters one hundred levels (five)
Chapter 463 One Hundred Levels (5)
Swish! Swish! Swish!!
Three cold blades streaked through the air, leaving behind a string of pale white meteor tails, followed by three heavy sounds of falling to the ground.
What fell on the floor were three underworld creatures with different appearances. At this time, a figure stood not far away, with black hair and black eyes, holding a big sword condensed with milky white soul power. This person,
It's Ye Ming.
"Level eighty-nine." Looking at the three figures lying on the ground, Ye Ming thought to himself.
After letting Han Qian and Luo Yueyu get enough rest, Ye Ming began to rush through the levels quickly, seventy levels...seventy-five levels...eighty levels...eighty-five levels...until the eighty-ninth level now.
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From the seventieth level to the present, relying on the overwhelming power of the ninth level of the clan, Ye Ming only spent less than half a day.
In the eighty-ninth trial, the opponents were three underworld creatures with the seventh-level strength of the sect. All the guards who appeared in the trial did not know how to use Shrinking, otherwise even today's Ye Ming
, it is obviously unrealistic to want to instantly kill three sect-level seventh-level masters who have learned how to shrink into an inch.
But of course, in the trial space where there is nowhere to hide, even if Ye Ming cannot kill the opponent immediately, as long as there is enough time, it is not difficult to kill the opponent.
Ye Ming possesses all the strength and trump cards! Even in a battle between the same levels, there are not many opponents in the entire Ten Thousand Monsters Continent, let alone killing guards who are two levels below him in strength. It is too easy!
As soon as the trial of the eighty-ninth level ended, Ye Ming did not stop at all. He flashed and rushed towards the trial of the ninetieth level again. Behind him, the girls just followed Ye Ming.
Seeing Ye Ming's terrifying combat power at this time, Luo Yueyu finally felt the gap. This gap was even stronger than when he saw Ye Ming defeat Luo Jue. After all, Luo Yueyu only roughly knew that Luo Jue was very strong.
But it is not clear how strong it is, but it is different in the Hundred Levels Trial. Luo Yueyu has passed the first seventy levels personally, so she knows very well how difficult the Hundred Levels Trial is, even with her own strength
With many methods, reaching the seventieth level is now the limit. However, at this time, Ye Ming has reached the eighty-ninth level in a row, and each level takes less than one minute. This is the gap!
Obviously, up to the 89th level, it was still very simple for Ye Ming, otherwise the battle would not have ended so quickly.
On the side, Han Qian was also secretly surprised by Ye Ming's strength. From the moment they met until now, Ye Ming has never mentioned his own strength to her. If Han Qian hadn't seen a powerful person with her own eyes, she would have regarded Ye Ming as a powerful person.
A respected and powerful person.
Zun level, that is a complete change. The difference between Zun and Zong is a world of difference.
But now, even if Ye Ming is not a powerful person at the Zun level, he is definitely the top figure among all the Zong levels.
At the beginning of the 90th level, the guard's strength became the eighth level of the clan. Although he still couldn't use Shuchichincheng, facing such an opponent, Ye Ming's battle time was finally lengthened. The time spent in the 90th level
, which is fully twice as long as the 89th level. Of course, even if it is twice as long, it will not exceed two minutes.
If it is an ordinary ninth-level sect master, it is almost impossible to kill two 8th-level sects. If coupled with the realization that the ground shrinks to an inch and the fighting time is prolonged, there is a certain hope of killing a sect like Ye Ming.
At the peak, he also realized that he could shrink into an inch and have all kinds of powerful trump cards, so he could completely ravage the opponent.
Even if the guards in the Hundred Level Trial will not choose to escape, it is not easy for ordinary ninth-level sect-level warriors to kill the eighth-level sect-level warriors. With the cooperation of the other party, they can only rely on their soul power to suppress them.
Just like Han Qian and Luo Yueyu, they always fight until their soul power is exhausted, and then they declare defeat.
Going from level ninety to level ninety-nine is only ten levels, but the time it takes is more than twice as long as the previous level seventy-one to level eighty-nine. This shows how difficult it is after level ninety, even at night.
It takes a lot of time to make a move.
"The final trial is here. If we follow the previous practice, it should be two sect-level ninth-level beginners..." Facing the final trial of the 100th level, Ye Ming paused for a while, thinking.
No... the final trial shouldn't be that simple! Ye Ming thought to himself, without wasting time, he stepped forward and walked straight into the last trial.
When Ye Ming stepped in, the venue suddenly burst into light, and the dazzling light filled the entire space. The intense stimulation made everyone squint their eyes.
After the light faded, a figure appeared out of thin air in the field.
"The peak of the ninth level of the clan!" Looking at the figure in front of him, Ye Ming was secretly surprised. The last trial was indeed not that simple. What appeared was not two beginners of the ninth level of the clan, but a peak of the ninth level of the clan!
The owner of the figure is twenty meters tall, stands on two legs, has countless barbs and spikes on his two arms, and has a fat head covered with sarcoma. At this time, he is holding a handle on each of his two arms.
The huge mace, the length of the mace was twenty meters away, and in terms of size, it was even larger than the figure in front of me.
"The people who appeared in the last level were actually members of the Tower Prison Tribe." Looking at the figure in front of him, Ye Ming immediately felt confident.
The Tower Prison Clan is one of the top 100 peak bloodlines in the underworld. The area of the underworld is so huge, and the number of races is tens of millions. The Tower Prison Clan’s bloodline is ranked among the top 100. There is no doubt that it is very special.
sharp.
The quality of bloodline has a far-reaching influence, and is the foundation of all strength. For example, even if the dragon tribe lives a life of eating and waiting to die, it can still easily reach the first level of the clan, and the dragon tribe that practices diligently can break through the senior level more easily than other races.
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In comparison, the Tower Prison Clan is the 92nd-ranked bloodline in the underworld. They have the strength of the underworld level when they reach adulthood. It may be easy to break through the underworld emperor level, but it is not that easy to reach the underworld sect level, let alone the underworld level.
It is said that he is a high-ranking Mingzun.
It’s not that the Tajiu clan doesn’t work hard enough, but their natural bloodline means that even if they work hard, it will be extremely difficult for them to break through the clan level. In comparison, the Dragon clan can easily reach the clan level, but they work harder and more diligently.
, maybe he has the qualifications to aspire to the highest level.
This is the difference in bloodline.
Staring at the strong man from the Tower Prison Clan in front of him, Ye Ming murmured: "I have spent a lot of time on the Hundred Levels Trial, so hurry up and move on to the next level." At this time, Ye Ming still didn't know that the people in the second space were still there.
The trial cannot be started until everyone has arrived, so now I feel that I am far behind others.
"Wa!" The tower prison clan strongman let out a strange cry, and immediately without saying a word, he waved the two huge maces in his hands, one to the left and the other to the right, and rushed straight towards Ye Ming.
As the powerful man from the Tower Clan sprinted, a majestic dark soul power continued to condense on his mace. At this time, the appearance of the mace was covered with a black shell, making it even more ferocious.
The mace broke through the air, making a series of corrosive hissing sounds, and struck Ye Ming head-on.
In response, Ye Ming moved his feet, and his body instantly flew dozens of meters away. With a few taps of his toes, his body swayed illusively in the air. In the blink of an eye, he avoided the mace's attack and even arrived.
Behind the strong men of the Tower Prison Clan.
The elemental sword instantly condensed on his palm, and Ye Ming roared: "Death!"
Saying that, Ye Ming sent the elemental sword into the heart of the powerful tower prisoner without hesitation. The heart of ordinary humanoid creatures would be fatally injured.
The sword thrust out. Unexpectedly, when the elemental sword was less than five millimeters away from the strong man from the Tower Prison clan, the strong man from the Tower Prison clan actually changed the attack trajectory of the mace and hit the elemental sword fiercely and quickly.
Keng!
A terrifying force came. The power of the ninth-level clan leader was so terrifying, and this strong man from the Tower Prison Clan was probably even better at strength. With one hammer blow, the elemental sword in Ye Ming's hand almost collapsed.
Ye Ming was not surprised when he missed the target. The opponent was also at the top of the ninth level of the clan, and his strength was equal to his own. It was simply a fool's errand to try to kill the opponent instantly with just the elemental sword.
The body retreated tens of meters. After the first round of fighting, Ye Ming roughly figured out the power and speed of the strong man from the Tower Prison Tribe.
The biggest shortcoming of the strong man from the Tower Prison tribe in front of him is that he can't use Shrink to the Ground. Otherwise, he just faced a sword attack from him, so he didn't have to resist at all, he could just get out of the way.
"Save time, this move will kill you!" After figuring out the opponent's approximate strength, Ye Ming no longer wasted time and directly used his killing move.
Suddenly, Ye Ming opened his palms slightly, and a milky white ball of light condensed in his palm. Waves of terrifying aura continued to come from the milky white ball of light.
This milky white ball of light is the explosion of three series elements!
Feeling the destructive aura, the strong man from the Tower Prison tribe felt uneasy for a moment. In order to suppress this annoying emotion, he roared, and the two maces spun like windmills, heading towards Ye Ming fiercely.
Hit it hard.
The strong men of the Tower Prison Clan are very fast, but no matter how fast they are, if they don't realize how to shrink to an inch, how can they be faster than Ye Ming?
As his body swayed, Ye Ming had already pressed against the strong man from the Tower Prison clan. At the same time, without any hesitation, the milky white ball of light in his hand was printed directly on the chest of the powerful Tower Prison clan member.
After finishing everything, Ye Ming used Shrink one after another and retreated to a position several hundred meters behind Qiao Er and others.
Just when Ye Ming came to Qiao Er and others, the next moment, a terrifying energy exploded!
Rumble!!!
Dazzling white light filled the field of vision. After the white light faded, nothing was left in the field, only an unpleasant burnt smell.