Chapter 1842: : Passing

That light path is like going to the sky.
Every step of Du Shaoqi's step forward, the greater the pressure of the collapse.
The degree of Du Shaoqi is also getting slower and slower, and the golden light on his body is getting more and more bleak.
The huge pressure is purely crushed on the flesh. This road has imprisoned everything. At this moment, Du Shaozhen can not use all the external forces except for the use of mysteriousness. Even the Dapeng Golden Wings on his back are tied, and it is difficult to fan!
Du Shaozhen once again spurred the Qingling armor, Qingling armor relied on Xuanqi to mobilize, just martial arts only, not in the bounds.
"boom……"
However, when Du Shaoqi urged the Qingling armor, at this time, the force of the crushing force above the light track was once again strong, and the culture of the gong was like a whirlwind, blazing, like a fire burning, constantly entangled in Du Shaozhen .
At the same time, a huge impact of the stock, the different sweeping in the body of Du Shaoqi, shocked the soul of the rumble.
"A strong breath, what kind of blocking power, it seems that the devil, Du Shaoqi has also become more difficult to step!"
The Confucianists who were around were very nervous. They were not afraid of Du Shaoqi. Through the distant space, the terrible pressure of the collapse was already making them breathless, and their hearts were crushed with a rock-like discomfort.
"This should be a test of the power of the flesh. Before 10,000 years ago, my Confucian scholar of a great crown, challenged the nine generations of the same generation, never lost, defeated the dragon's peers, also suppressed the Phoenix family, and finally Wufeng Tianlu, stepping into the seventh level in fourteen days."
On the void, the old man with the windy bones looked into the front and said: "On the seventh level, the crown is blocked, and finally the body is cracked, blood is dyed by Wufeng Tianlu, also because that time, My Confucian ancestors decided to close the Wufeng Tianlu and could not let the outstanding children of the family take risks."
Such words fall into the ears of the Legalists and the elders.
"Hey……"
Sighing and sighing, looking at the figure of the feathers and feathers at the moment on Wufengtian Road, the more dignified and tense.
"Hey..."
On the track, suddenly there was a cracking sound, and everyone was shaking.
In the eyes of everyone, I saw the extraordinary feathers and armor of Du Shaoqi. At this moment, it began to crack in the dim light, and even the blood of Du Shaozhen was spilled in the crack.
"rumble……"
At the same time, above the light path, the ray of light lingers in the sound of roar, and the power of the crush is still increasing.
The green spirit armor of Du Shaoqi is constantly cracking and flesh.
"puff……"
At the end of the day, Du Shaoqi even spilled golden blood on his lips.
Du Shaoqi’s pace is getting slower and slower, such as the old man walking in trembling.
"No, Du Shaoqi is also blocked!"
Everyone has a sigh of relief. At this moment, anyone can see that Du Shaoyu has encountered a big obstacle and has already struggled.
If you continue to force it, Du Shaozhen is afraid that it may be necessary to Wufeng Tianlu, and damage the spot!
"Just a little distance, can he still support it?"
There is a trembling of the old man. At this moment, Du Shaoqi’s figure is only a short distance from the last seventh Wufeng. If it is worse, he will be able to climb to the top.

The more backward, the greater the pressure!

There are fears of Confucianists, and it seems that they have to climb to the top. The more they are crushed, the more they will be able to move forward.
"Hey..."
Du Shaoqi vomited blood, and the body of the Qingling armor was already cracked in a large area, showing the flesh and blood.
"Hey..."
At this moment, even Du Shao's body is leaving, not destroying the arc of the mysterious body, but the degree of recovery is far less than the crack.
This series of consumption, so that Du Shaoqi is also at the end, it is difficult to eat again.
At this time, the huge force of the collapse, fearing that it is the strongest level of the main domain, has long been unable to resist.
The power of such a crush is too terrible.
Du Shaozhen is still going on, his face is crushed, and he is getting closer and closer to the end, twenty feet, nineteen feet, eighteen feet... eleven feet, ten feet.
"cough……"
Du Shaoqi stopped, his body trembled, his breath was wilting, he had difficulty lifting his feet, and he could not help but cough blood.
"Oh la la..."
With the stop of Du Shaoqi, the flaming and intertwined runes around the light path are like a huge wave, with the power to destroy all the pressures, and the sweeping impact of a to Du Shaozhen, surrounded by dark space Cracks, in the looming secret of the void.
"Hey..."
Under such a fierce impact, Du Shaoqi's flesh is followed by cracks, Qingling's armor, and blood flow.
"He is not my Confucian child. It is even more difficult for Wufeng Tianlu. If it is a Confucian child, I am afraid that it has already been successful. If such a great talent, if it is broken, what a pity!"
On the emptiness, the old man of the sacred wind bones opened his mouth, and the eyes of the scorpion shed light, his eyes sorrow and pain, and the robes on the body were adorned with robes.
"Less brother, you must hold on!"
Kong Yuqi said, the fist clenched the nails into the palm of his hand, and his face was tight, and a heart mentioned the eyelashes of the throat.
"He has been hit hard, afraid he can't hold on."
"No one can survive the Wufeng Tianlu, my Confucianism has lost many ancestors of the sky. This devil, Du Shaozhen, although extraordinary, but also to stop!
Some people say that the demon king Du Shaozhen is extraordinary, but in the Confucian Wufengtian Road, he still has to stop.
At this moment, the stock was severely crushed, and Du Shaoqi’s flesh was worsening and cracking.
Du Shaoqi struggled to look up and looked at the last ten feet in front of him, but it was far more difficult than the light path behind him.
"Almost."
But at this moment, Du Shaoqi did not have fear, the more pale face, but the mouth was a little smile.
In this short period of time, in the body of Du Shaozhen, who was devastated, a hegemonic and terrifying horror, suddenly burst like a flash flood.
In an instant, Du Shaoyu’s backed Dapeng Golden Wings have a golden symbol and a mysterious pattern that rises into the sky. It is like a rising sun, flowing and flamboyant!
At the same time, on the Dapeng Golden Wings behind Du Shaoqi, the golden light with thirty-six gongs gradually became more and more dazzling, more and more embarrassing, and finally radiant, just like a round of the next day.
boom!
Thirty-six golden lights are now available, giving people a sense of supremacy and supremacy, with the pressure of heaven and earth shaking.
That is thirty-six feathers, revealing the supreme pressure, it is shocking!
This is the feather of the thirty-six true Peng who is blended on Du Shaoyu's Dapeng Golden Wing. The Wufeng Tian Road suppresses the external force. It can be the plume of the 36th Zhenpeng. It has been integrated with Du Shaojun's Dapeng Golden Wing. Is equal to the ontology.
"grumble……"
At this moment, Du Shaozhen used 36 plumes of Zhenpeng, the golden light filled the sky, the pressure of the world, and the illusory vision of the golden-winged Dapeng bird emerged.
"Can't stop me!"
At this moment, Du Shaoqi shouted, urging all efforts, releasing the imposing power of the endless hegemony, carrying the will of the golden-winged Dapeng bird family, and suppressing the world!
"boom!"
Shaking his wings and moving, Du Shaoqi flew out from above the light path, carrying a dense golden light, Dapeng hit the sky, flapping his wings and shaking, and shattered the rune waves in front of him.
At this time, Du Shaoqi, such as the human form of true Peng, hegemony, golden light and heaven, crossed in the void of the light, where the space was broken through, and the mysterious and broken lines of the scorpion burst like a fireworks, spreading the void.
In just one moment, only three flapping wings, Du Shaoqi is directly rising from the sky, crossing the Wufeng Tianlu, and falling on the seventh peak of the Wufeng.
"Hey..."
Stretching the wings and stretching, Du Shaozhen is like a at this time, releasing the pressure of the scorpion, the golden light!
"Booming..."
At this moment, the seven Wufengs trembled at the same time, the heavens and the earth rang, and the patterns flowed.
Above the seven Wufeng Peaks, seven huge beams of light rise to the sky and finally gather together to sweep the sky!
Later, in the depths of the vast sky, there is a huge figure that emerges in the sky, sitting cross-legged, ambiguous and fuzzy, revealing the vicissitudes of the ages.
The figure was overhead, looking down on all things, and the light was surrounded by the entire ancient land of Confucianism, a terrible pressure, coming down from the void!
"Hey..."
When this pressure came, one of the Confucian children was already involuntarily direct and soft.
The elders of the Confucian strongmen and the law of protection, also trembled in a row, and the spirits trembled!