Ling Gaofeng couldn't sit still anymore. If it wasn't Ling Guanghong, then who could it be?
This definitely wasn't the second disciple to come here, because he knew the strength and situation of the leaders. As Ling Nan's only son, he not only had the privilege to come here to cultivate, but he was also well-informed.
Since it wasn't the leader, then it had to be a new disciple. Among the new disciples, there seemed to be only one person who had the strength to do so.
Could it really be him?
Thinking about the Taixu Mystery Realm, Ling Gaofeng felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.
Perhaps others would think that Yun Fan was in the sixth layer of the Xiantian Tier, and it would be good enough if he could enter the third layer. However, Ling Gaofeng knew that the sixth layer of the Xiantian Tier was too deceptive.
Not to mention the Xiantian Tier, even if it was a disciple in the Yuan Tier, apart from the leader of the various sects, no other disciple would be a match for Yun Fan. Moreover, he had a feeling that the leader of the various sects might not be able to defeat Yun Fan.
Let's wait and see. If it really was him, then after six hours, one of the three names on the screen would probably be squeezed off.
The record of Tianwu Pagoda didn't change from the start. Instead, it had to wait for the person to cultivate for six hours on a certain level. Only after cultivating for six hours would it mean that the disciple had cultivated on that level.
Just as Ling Gaofeng was thinking, he heard a commotion around him.
"F * ck, what's going on? Why did the name on the record change? Is someone trying to break through? "
"Who's Yun Fan? Why is he ranked behind Ling Batian? He squeezed Hua Shiyun down. Isn't he even more monstrous than Hua Shiyun? "
"He's ranked second. He's going to enter the seventh layer. There was only one person on the seventh layer just now. He just entered the eighth layer. Is he going to squeeze Ling Batian down as well? "
All the disciples gasped. Looking at the flickering light on the eighth layer, their faces were filled with disbelief.
They originally thought it was Ling Guanghong on the eighth layer. They didn't expect it to be a new disciple trying to break through.
F * ck, if he wanted to break through, then so be it. There was no need to be so shocking, right?
What was he trying to do? Not only did he want to create a new record, but he also wanted to leave behind the highest cultivation record in Tianwu Pagoda?
"I heard that only Ling Batian from Tianwu Pagoda had entered the eighth floor before, and he didn't even enter at the beginning. Ling Batian has been cultivating in the eighth level for ten days, and this Yun Fan has already entered. Isn't he trying to surpass Ling Batian? "
"It's too scary. This is the first time I've come here, and it's even under the circumstances of trying to get into the rankings. If one were to cultivate on the eighth floor for a month, it would be unprecedented. "
For a moment, all the disciples seemed to have forgotten to cultivate. They whispered to each other and looked at the light spot on the eighth floor from time to time.
They knew that it would not be long before Ling Batian's name dropped to second place. After all, before this, there was only one dot of light on the seventh floor.
Everyone looked at the screen in horror, but Yun Fan exclaimed in satisfaction.
On the eighth floor, the Spiritual Energy here was like the waves of the sea. Not only was it within reach, but it also caused the Spiritual Energy to surge wantonly.
If it was anyone else, they would have been severely injured before they could even activate their technique. But to Yun Fan, this violent and crazy Spiritual Energy was a great tonic!
In the past, the Ancient God Dragon Transformation could devour Demonic Cores, which was already very insane. But now, he realized that compared to devouring Demonic Cores, the current Ancient God Dragon Transformation was even more insane.
As the Spiritual Energy of the Ancient God Dragon circulated rapidly in his meridians, Yun Fan could feel his meridians being scorched by the Spiritual Energy of the Ancient God Dragon.
Under such a scorching and rapid impact, not only did his meridians gradually widen, but they also became more resilient.
Feeling the rapid increase in the Spiritual Energy of the Ancient God Dragon, Yun Fan was elated. At this rate, not to mention Divine Bone Transformation Level 8, he might even reach Divine Bone Transformation Level 9.
As the Ancient God Dragon Transformation continued to circulate, images gradually appeared in Yun Fan's mind. These images made him even more excited, and his face was filled with a bright smile.
This improvement seemed to be endless. He saw his strength surpassing the Divine Blood Transformation and directly reaching the Divine Skin Transformation. In the end, he broke through the Divine Skin Transformation and reached the Dragonization Transformation, which was comparable to the Great Virtual Realm.
At this time, a huge and majestic building appeared in front of him. It was a palace that exuded immense pressure, and three words were hung above it: Magicsword Palace.
"Who are you? How dare you barge into the Magicsword Palace? Courting death! "
Just as a disciple rushed in front of Yun Fan, a sword light flashed. The arrogant disciple was sliced in half and fell to the ground.
"Hmph, Magicsword Palace. I killed people from the Magicsword Palace. Come out, all of you! It's time to repay the debt of chasing after my parents! "
With a roar, countless disciples rushed out of the Magicsword Palace. These disciples were either in gray or black. Each of them held a longsword in their hands, and they stabbed at Yun Fan in a frenzy.
Yun Fan waved his longsword, and figures fell one after another. None of these disciples who rushed out could withstand a single strike.
Blood splattered and gathered on the ground, forming a river of blood.
Corpses were scattered all over the ground. The stench of blood slowly rose up, turning into many clouds of blood that dripped down like a rain of blood.
Like purgatory, it covered the golden palace. With a longsword in hand, Yun Fan was like a god of death. With every step he took, countless people fell.
"Haha, when you chased after my parents, did you ever think that this day would come? Today, I will make you pay with your blood. "
Yun Fan roared, and endless killing intent filled the air. With a sword in hand, he was invincible.
"Kid, don't be arrogant. Since you've come to us, then die! "
Countless silver-clothed disciples rushed forward and surrounded Yun Fan. Their longswords flashed with cold light, and they slashed at him.
However, these elite disciples were unable to stop Yun Fan's footsteps. He laughed and slaughtered, venting his anger with all his might.
On the eighth floor of Tianwu Pagoda, Qing Feng suddenly appeared in front of Yun Fan, who was sitting cross-legged. Looking at the crazy smile on Yun Fan's face, he frowned.
"Inner demon? Seems like he has a strong obsession! I don't know what his inner demon is, but it actually made him fall so deep.
I hope you can stick to your heart. Otherwise, no matter how many ideas you have, they will eventually turn into bubbles. It's a pity that no one can help you with your inner demon. Whether you live or die, you can only rely on yourself. "
Qing Feng sighed slightly and suddenly disappeared.
At this moment, Yun Fan was lost in his killing. Revenge was his motivation, and also his goal.
Now that he had such strength, he would not be lenient. Looking at the silver-clothed disciples falling one by one, he laughed sinisterly.
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