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Chapter 630 Don¡¯t know whether to live or die

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    Ling Dao, who had just climbed the 600th floor, didn't even look at those Saint King realm warriors. It wasn't that he looked down on those Saint King realm warriors, but that those Saint King realm warriors really didn't live up to their expectations.  The test of the 499 steps alone stopped them all. Does the subsequent test have anything to do with them?  The young man in white couldn't help but shook his head. Those Saint King Realm warriors from the Monster Clan really didn't have much ability.  Ling Dao was obviously the last one to climb the steps. As a result, before those Saint King Realm warriors reached the 500th level, Ling Dao was already walking on the more than 600 steps like flying.  The gap between those Saint King Realm warriors of the Monster Clan and Ling Dao is really too big. Four hundred and ninety-nine steps can be the end point for those Saint King Realm warriors of the Monster Clan, but even six hundred and ninety-nine steps may not necessarily lead to Ling Dao.  The end of the road.  The abilities that Ling Dao displayed in the sixth level of illusion were enough to put those Saint King Realm warriors from the Monster Clan to shame.  "Retreat or die!" The shadow standing on the 699th floor shouted sternly, a pair of cold eyes looming, opening and closing as if stars were falling, the sun and the moon were sinking, and the cycle of destruction and rebirth continued.  Not to mention Ling Dao, even the demon clan saint kings standing far away felt great pressure.  The test of six hundred and ninety-nine steps is obviously much more difficult than the test of five hundred and ninety-nine steps.  The shadow Ling Dao met on the 599th floor had no eyes at all, let alone any warning.  Moreover, in terms of momentum, the shadow on the 699th floor crushed the shadow on the 599th floor.  "If he insists on not retreating, will he really die?" "I really wish he would die up there. If he doesn't die, won't we have no hope of getting ahead in the future?" It's not that they belittle themselves, Ling Dao is in the first illusion and the second.  The performance of the Sixth Level Illusion was enough to prove that Ling Dao's talent and potential were far above them.  They are not afraid of Ling Dao now because of their high realm, but as time goes by, the gap between Ling Dao and their realm will only become smaller and smaller, and he may even overtake them.  In the same realm, they are definitely not Ling Dao's opponents, let alone Ling Dao's realm being higher than theirs.  "Actually, you don't need to be pessimistic. We didn't pass the test, but can he pass the test?" "It makes sense. Everyone has failed the test. So, he worked hard to walk to the 699th floor to follow us.  What difference does it make if you only reach the 199th level?" Only by climbing the 999th level can you go to the next level of illusion.  Otherwise, even climbing the nine hundred and ninety-eight steps would be meaningless.  They could feel how powerful the shadow on the 699th floor was.  Late-stage Saint Kings like them, or even Peak Saint Kings, are still not sure of defeating that phantom, let alone early-stage Saint Kings like Ling Dao.  Furthermore, the test of the sixth level of illusion becomes more and more difficult the further you go, the phantoms on the seven hundred and ninety-nine steps, the eight hundred and ninety-nine steps, and the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps are definitely more difficult than those on the six hundred and ninety-nine steps.  The shadow on the nineteenth floor was even stronger.  No matter how evil Ling Dao is, there is no way he can pass the test of those steps at the back.  "Take my punch!" Lingdao did not answer the phantom's question, but directly waved his fists and attacked the phantom.  Although he only has one temple, the principles he masters are no less than those of the Holy King Realm warriors who have three or even four temples.  The fist shadow transformed by hundreds of Dao Principles is like a wild beast, opening its mouth to swallow the shadow.  "You don't know how to live or die!" The shadow on the 699th floor glanced coldly at Ling Dao, then raised the dragon-slaying sword in his hand and slashed it down.  The shards of sword light were like floods opening, rushing towards Lingdao in a mighty manner.  The sharp sword intent seemed to open up the world, it was terrifying.  Even the Saint King Realm warriors standing below took two steps back unconsciously.  Fortunately, the phantom on the 699th floor was not attacking them, otherwise, they really wouldn't know how to deal with it.  Ling Daocai was in the early stage of the Saint King Realm. If he had been another Dragon Clan warrior, the shadow he encountered on the 699th floor would have been a few levels stronger.  The huge fist shadow was instantly defeated by the rolling blade light. After all, Lingdao underestimated the difficulty of the test of nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.  The strength of the phantom in front of me is far beyond that of the phantom on the 599th floor.  If he doesn't show some real ability, the subsequent test will have nothing to do with him.  "Haha I knew that boy would definitely suffer. I can fully imagine how difficult the test of the six hundred and ninety-nine steps is." "Shh, keep your voice down, you didn't see the look on our senior brother's face  How ugly is it? When you laughed at that kid, didn¡¯t you consider our senior brother¡¯s feelings?¡± No matter how bad Ling Dao¡¯s performance was on the 699th floor,?They can laugh at it.  Because their senior brother, the dignified Holy King of the Seventh Temple of the Dragon Clan, did not even have the ability to climb the 699 steps.  The more they laughed at Ling Dao, the more incompetent they appeared to be their senior brother.  In fact, not only the faces of the Seventh Temple Holy King of the Dragon Clan are ugly, but the Seventh Temple Holy King of other races also have gloomy faces.  They heard clearly how the Saint King Realm warriors below mocked Ling Dao, but looking at their own situation, they felt that they were the ones those Saint King Realm warriors were sarcastic about.  "Again!" Lingdao's attack was broken, so he had to take action again. His fists were like two dragons coming out of the water, slamming into those swords.  Countless sword lights shattered in an instant. Ling Dao gained the upper hand and rushed directly in front of the phantom.  It seemed as if a dragon's roar came out, shaking the nine heavens. One after another, the shadows of fists covered the sky and the surrounding areas. The power of the fists was shocking, and it was completely unlike the attacks that a warrior in the early stage of the Saint King Realm could perform.  The Saint King Realm warriors below raised their heads one after another. Their eyes looked at Ling Dao, filled with astonishment.  The strength shown by Ling Dao completely exceeded their imagination.  When they were in the early stage of the Holy King Realm, if they met Ling Dao, they would probably be punched to death by Ling Dao.  Even the seven holy kings of the Monster Clan frowned slightly. No wonder Ling Dao was able to reach the 699th floor.  It's not that his low level means he has much advantage in the sixth level of illusion, but that Ling Dao is almost invincible among warriors of the same level.  "Who is he? What is his background? With his talent, he cannot be unknown. Is he a genius secretly cultivated by our Dragon Clan?" "Don't look at me. I don't know. Maybe your guess is right. Such a genius  It can¡¯t just appear out of nowhere, right?¡±
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