Yan Lan gritted her teeth and began to seep her sweat from her forehead.

The ninth level is indeed extraordinary. No wonder Gong Mingxian is the only one who has been able to climb the stage for decades.Ⅻ                                                                                                               

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Although Yan Lan has the peak soul realm of the seventh grade of the human realm, it does not mean that the impact of the power of the early stage of the seventh grade of the human realm on the soul can be ignored.

Just like a person can carry a hundred kilograms of things, but it does not mean that he can carry fifty kilograms of things for a long time.

Many people seemed to be immersed in Yan Lan's feelings, gritted their teeth, clenched their fists, and used force secretly.

They hope that Yan Lan will succeed, but they do not want Yan Lan to succeed, which is extremely contradictory.

Witnessing history, being the same generation as jealous, always in love and killing each other.

The old man from the purple robe raised his eyebrows and nodded, "Tsk tsk, this pavilion is rare to be clumsy. It seems that this time I really have clumsy."

After dozens of breaths, Yan Lan stepped onto the ninth level under the tense gaze of everyone's heart.

Yan Lan's face turned red and sweated like rain. Supported by his strong will, he stood proudly at the ninth level, turned around and raised his chest, facing the eyes of everyone below, like a statue of a god, containing an unyielding soul and a will that dominates the world.

Hu Jingran lay on the ground and his body trembled violently. He raised his head and looked at Yan Lan. After a moment, he sighed and said, "I am convinced and promiscuous. The gap between me and Yan Lan is too big."

Tu Jin said helplessly: "I have a feeling that I am fighting with God with human power."

Shi Baojun couldn't help but say, "How can I compare this? Originally, Long Congzhi occupied one of the quotas for the Emperor's Taming Quotation, but now another Yan Lan has emerged. It seems that there is a tendency to occupy another quotas for the Emperor's Taming Quotation. There are only two quotas in total. I feel that I really shouldn't participate in this battle for the Emperor's Taming Quotation, and it's impossible to compare."

The other members, whether they passed the seventh level or had not passed the seventh level, shook their heads with a wry smile.

Seeing this, Feng Qi immediately came back from his surprise and scolded: "Why? I was scared by the strength of others? I wanted to give up and compete for competition? This is the second round of competition. It was just now that you had the idea of ​​giving up and gave up halfway. No wonder you can't compare to others."

Yun Yong also recovered and then said, "The next competition will only be difficult one round after another. Some people are good at this level, while others are good at the next level, and each has their own strengths. How can they be scared by one of the strengths of others?"

Shi Quan smiled secretly, and the wind and clouds surging seemed to want to curse everyone awake, but in fact, they were afraid that they did not believe what they said.

Those who can stand proudly at the ninth level will definitely be awarded the title of the emperor's training no matter which class they are placed in.

Unless this year, the Emperor's Talking Competition will lead to more than three people who have reached the ninth level.

Yan Lan stood proudly for several breaths, feeling the power of the water soul that was like a tsunami covering the sky. He smiled and said, "It is worthwhile to be able to feel the ultimate of the water soul at the highest peak and feel the ultimate of the water soul..."

Suddenly, Yan Lan's expression frozen because he suddenly felt the power of the water soul suddenly disappear.

At the ninth level, there is no power of the water soul.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Lan felt a water soul power, like a mother gently caressing the newborn baby, slowly nourishing his soul.

In an instant, Yan Lan felt an indescribable sense of comfort and almost intoxicated.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed man at the grassroots level of the Beast Palace noticed Yan Lan's abnormality and raised his lips and said, "Hmph. Tell him not to show off. Look, this kid is about to faint!"

Most people stared at each other, and Yan Lan did close her eyes and leaned against the void, as if she would fall into silence at any time.

"It seems that this kid's mind has begun to become blurred and confused!"

"At most three breaths, he will fall."

“…”

No matter how successful a person is, no matter how high he stands, there are always some villains who can't help but make trouble.

However, after ten breaths, Yan Lan still closed her eyes and relaxed her whole body.

The people at the grassroots level of the Beast Palace couldn't help but feel their faces flushed, but they magically appeared, and no one paid attention to them at all. It seemed that others had never heard the derogatory words they had said before.

In fact, what I don’t know about this part is that most people focus on Yan Lan and have no intention of paying attention to their clowns.

Therefore, they are destined to talk to themselves, make themselves boring, and have no sense of existence.

In fact, few people knew that Yan Lan was experiencing what Shi Quan said was the benefit of successfully entering the ninth level.

The old master of Zibo Pavilion nodded slightly and said, "Being able to reach the ninth level is enough to be called a genius who is rare in half a century. Broken Crab Jinghong still has some vision. This guy is really good. But... he seems to have some lack of momentum to win the Taming Emperor!"

Duan Chi Jinghong nodded and smiled, "Haha, I am watching this son grow all the way, and I don't even know the background and limits of this son. How can it be rare to be a little bit difficult for him to compete with the emperor? The other two or three people are indeed powerful, but compared to Yan Lan, the light is slightly dim. Even the glory of the dragon following it will be overshadowed under Yan Lan's light. This is just the beginning, and Yan Lan will make you 6 continue to be amazed and mad."

Shi Baojun looked bitter.

Long Congzhi and Leng Ningfeng looked at each other, and both saw the solemnity from each other's eyes.

After three incense sticks, Yan Lan woke up.

At this moment, Yan Lan felt that his soul was extremely transparent, as if he had been completely washed away, and even some of the soul power he had consumed had been replenished.

Yan Lan smiled and said, "It's true that there are benefits. The examiner Shiquan is really not to deceive me."

Immediately, Yan Lan jumped up and landed on the ground.

Shi Quan couldn't help but shout: "The wheel ranked fourth, passed through Yan Lan of Wuzhou, and successfully entered the ninth level, passing through the water soul competition."

Many members nodded immediately, revealing a look of admiration.

When a genius is too high, he will often become more jealous and admire him.

Because such a genius is no longer on the same level as himself, he is unable to compete with him, and it is difficult to reach that level.

Just like a mortal respects the gods.

Mortals will be jealous of mortals who are stronger than him, but they will never be jealous of gods who are stronger than him.

After a moment of tranquility, Shi Quan said loudly: "Shi Baojun, it's your turn."

Before Shi Baojun recovered from his loss, he nodded helplessly, jumped up and landed on the first level.

With Shi Baojun's strength, he quickly reached the seventh level.

Standing on the seventh stage, Shi Baojun hesitated for a long time before shook his head and sighed, and landed on the ground.

With Shi Baojun's strength, he will definitely reach the eighth level.

But, after all, he didn't have the courage to challenge the ninth level.

If you don’t go to the ninth level, you only go to the eighth level, it’s meaningless. (To be continued.)
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