In the second level of world, Wang Baole, who was racing in the air, suddenly looked up and looked at the sky. A feeling of palpitations spreading strongly in his body.

Although there is no change in the sky at this moment, although there are fluctuations and cracks, this is caused by the pressure of the emperor spirits chasing behind him and his own pressure.

But the feeling of palpitations was too strong, which made Wang Baole's eyes narrow and his cultivation was running through his eyes. In an instant, the sky he saw was a little different.

There seemed to be a storm in the sky, falling from the sky. After careful feeling, Wang Baole's eyes suddenly contracted. He felt that the coming storm was like a big hand.

Moreover, even he felt extremely terrifying when the pressure spread out from it.

"This is not the fifth step of power!" Wang Baole instantly saw the legend about this world he heard from the Great Elder of the Joy Transmission.

According to legend, there is a guardian above the Son of God.

This guardian protects the sleeping god...

"This breath makes me feel terrifying and vaguely familiar, but it is different from the feeling that the Emperor gives me, so it can only be... that guardian!"

"The guardian of the sixth step of cultivation..." Wang Baole sighed in his heart, but did not regret his previous choice. The acquisition of that kind of path will definitely be of great help to himself better integrate into this world in his judgment.

And at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much, his body was blurred in an instant, and a long river of time appeared in front of him in an instant. His figure stepped in without hesitation.

The external laws, once used here, will cause suppression, but they will be chased at this moment, so there is no big difference for Wang Baole.

In an instant, as his figure stepped into the long river of time, his body disappeared instantly. The next moment, in different times, Wang Baole's figure continued to flash in this second level world.

The cultivation of those emperor spirits was different from that of him, and they could only win by relying solely on quantity. Therefore, when Wang Baole did not compete with him, did not kill and destroy, but escaped at full speed, the disadvantages of these emperor spirits were naturally revealed.

They can't catch up with Wang Baole.

In this way, with the help of the flash of time, after more than ten breaths, Wang Baole had completely thrown away the imperial spirits.

But... from the first level of the world, the man in black robe, who was composed of storms, ignored time. No matter how Wang Baole traveled through the long river of time, it actually existed.

It exists in every time and continues to come.

Until Wang Baole was in the long river of time, after dozens of time nodes flashed, his face became gloomy, he looked up at the sky, saw the big hand composed of the storm, which had completely appeared and grabbed him.

"Although it is the sixth step, if you want to suppress me with one hand?" Wang Baole didn't want to confront him, exposing too many external laws, which made him feel uneasy.

But at the moment, the palm is like a bone in the marrow, and it is unyielding to pursue it. If you continue to escape, it is meaningless. If you want to hide again, you must cut off the big hand and collapse. Only in this way can you use the gap between the other party using magical powers again to obtain the qualification to hide.

Thinking of this, Wang Baole showed decisiveness in his eyes and no longer escaped. Instead, at the moment when the big hand came, his fighting spirit burst out with a bang. The eight poles in his body were fully unfolded. While raising his hand, the shadow of silver ingots, the shadow of tears, the fairy fire runes and the body of the stone tablet suddenly appeared.

Each one was shocking, but Wang Baole was useless in the origin of wood. In this Daohun, he was very restrained against wood. Although the five elements were missing, with the opening of Wang Baole's life and death Yin and Yang, with the explosion of the power of dark death and the transformation of a magnificent shadow that seemed to be on the sky bridge but not on the sky bridge, the combat power gathered on Wang Baole had reached an astonishing level.

Based on this, it pulls the power of the universe and forms its own network of rules. It gathers together and directly forms a huge figure that is as high as the sky.

This figure is Wang Baole's Taoist body.

The moment the palm was grabbed, the Taoist body formed by Wang Baole and Wandao directly punched the big hand!

This punch hit his fifth step of combat power, causing the long river of time to collapse against the current. After touching the palm of the storm, the long river of time could not bear it and exploded directly.

The storm palm and Wang Baole's Taoist body exploded together.

The three parties exploded together at the same time.

With the roar, as Wang Baole collapsed, as the storm's palm shattered, as time turned into countless dissipation, in the first level of the world, the man in black robe sitting cross-legged on the parrot statue instantly flashed red light in his eyes, and his body stood up from his sitting position, leaned forward, and faced down.

Almost as he leaned forward, Wang Baole's figure flashed through one of the long rivers of time that had broken through countless pieces, leaving the long river of time, and appeared in another direction in the second level of the world.

This place is very far away from the mountains before him.

After appearing, Wang Baole looked pale, but his eyes were very calm. He quickly moved the laws of joy in his body to the extreme, filling every corner of his body and covering his own external laws.

But even so, the sense of crisis of coming to this sky was still lingering, so without hesitation, he took out the Taoist seed of the law of desire, pressed it directly on his eyebrows, and integrated it into his body.

As he merged into it, his body seemed to burst out with thunder and roar, but Wang Baole's expression did not change at all. After a flash, he directly escaped into the depths of the earth under his feet.

Deep in the earth, in the soil, Wang Baole sat cross-legged as if he was buried, motionless, and his breath in his body was completely converging. At the same time, the joy and hearing in his body, these two rules, were like water and fire, began to fight.

And their struggle completely covered the external laws traces in Wang Baole's body, causing his traces to be cleverly erased.

If the storm's palm was always locked, even if Wang Baole did this step, it would be difficult to completely break the traces. However, the shattering of his palm caused a fault in his locked state.

This is the opportunity Wang Baole created for himself.

And just as he was fighting with the two laws of joy and listening to each other in his body, a huge face slowly emerged in the sky of the second level of the world.

This face is full of majesty, with red eyes, cold and ruthlessness, and it also contains storms. It is obviously very contradictory, but there is no inconsistency on his face.

As the appearance appeared, all the strong people in the entire second level of the world were shocked. They looked up from all places, stared at the face of the sky in awe, and then lowered deeply.

Wang Baole, who is in a hidden state, cannot look at this face. For the strong, seeing is cause and effect, so he does not know what the other person looks like.

But there was already a vague answer in his heart.

"My dream, is it his dream that I entered? The God's guardian... Emperor Xuanchen."
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