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"Fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Stage, he actually broke through to the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Stage? "This is unbelievable."
"How is that possible? I remember when we first entered the ancient tomb, he was clearly at the first stage of Spiritual Martial Stage, and after entering the ancient tomb, he already became at the third stage of Spiritual Martial Stage.
"In just one or two days, he broke through four levels. Heavens, my god, my earth, this world is too damn crazy."
"Why is it that if it were not for my breakthrough, why is his luck so good? Heaven is unfair! Heaven is unfair!"
Everyone was surprised and at the same time, their hearts were unbalanced.
Jing Yunxiao was too outstanding, so outstanding that they could not accept it in their hearts.
"What?" He ? He actually reached the fifth stage of Spiritual Martial Stage? "
Mu Shishi swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. If it was before, when Jing Yunxiao tried to break through again and again, although she was shocked, he could still barely accept it as after all, no matter how Jing Yunxiao broke through, he did not surpass her cultivation level. But now it was different, he could not accept it anymore, because Jing Yunxiao's cultivation level had already surpassed his.
From when she first met Jing Yunxiao, Jing Yunxiao was clearly just a Mortal Realm martial artist. Her cultivation was thousands of miles behind hers, and now that her cultivation realm had jumped to a higher than hers, how could she feel satisfied?
"My idol, Brother Jing, you are the person that I, Zuo Qingfeng, admire the most in this life."
As for Zuo Qingfeng, he was not unbalanced at all.
In his eyes, there was only shock and admiration.
"This... What the hell was this? Didn't he just reach Qi Martial Stage level 8 previously? How long has it been? "It actually ?"
Jing Lang also found it hard to accept this fact.
In his memories, the first time Jing Yunxiao came to the Palace of Wargod, his cultivation was already at the eighth stage of the Qi Martial Stage. A month or so? Jing Yunxiao broke through from the eighth level of Qi Martial Stage to the fifth level.
Wasn't this speed way too heaven defying?
One had to know that back then, Jing Lang had also spent a total of several years to go from the eighth level of Qi Martial Stage to the third.
The comparison of people to each other was infuriating.
At this moment, Jing Lang felt an extremely strong sense of pressure.
Jing Yunxiao could no longer live in this world.
I can't let him grow like this any longer.
Today, no matter what, even if he had to pay a huge price, Jing Yunxiao had to die.
The anger in his eyes had already made Jing Lang's eyes a little red.
"Stinky brat, in this period of time, I don't know what fortuitous encounter you've encountered that allowed you to rapidly raise your cultivation, but do you think that just because you've broken through to the fifth stage of Spiritual Martial Stage, you're already very amazing? "In front of me, you are still nothing."
"Rise."
Following Jing Lang's furious roar, bright rays of light started to take shape in his palm all of a sudden. The fluctuations that caused the surrounding people's expressions to change greatly started to spread crazily.
Endless amounts of spirit energy gushed out of Jing Lang's body like a volcano eruption, and in the end, gathered in front of Jing Lang, forming a gigantic, resplendent beam of light.
"Brat, I am going to make you understand how enormous the gap between us is."
A cold voice came from Jing Lang's mouth.
Jing Lang's attack was extremely violent, it was as fast as lightning, giving others an unstoppable momentum.
The surrounding people were all shocked, as expected of people from the Palace of Wargod, they were indeed powerful.
In the blink of an eye, it had already arrived above Jing Yunxiao's head. However, in the face of Jing Lang's might, Jing Yunxiao did not let his guard down, and did not even blink his eyes.
Seeing that the opponent's attack was going to land on his head, Jing Yunxiao merely pointed out lightly.
"Spirit Ruins Finger."
Jing Yunxiao growled, and immediately released the third move of the Spirit Ruins Finger.
In the air, a thirty meter long giant ancient finger suddenly appeared. Like a tempest, it bombarded the powerful beam of light.
"Bam."
A terrifying force swept out in a wild manner. Wind rose and clouds surged above the enormous empty ground. It was as though the entire land was violently trembling.
"Break!"
In the storm, Jing Yunxiao was unfazed by the humiliation and his expression did not change.
Just at this moment, accompanied by a loud shout, the spiritual energy beam that was strong enough to tear apart any martial artist below the eighth level of Spiritual Martial Stage was directly torn apart under the impact of the Spirit Ruins Finger in front of everyone's terrified gazes, and then exploded.
The beam of light exploded in the air like fireworks, forming a massive rain of light.
In the midst of the light rain, a figure impressively stood tall, and once the light rain had stopped, the calm face of the figure was revealed. It was Jing Yunxiao.
In truth, when the two of them were fighting to be the first to attack, Jing Yunxiao still did not reveal the slightest of weaknesses.
Such astonishing results and strength made everyone feel suffocated.
It was as if Jing Yunxiao had suddenly become a towering mountain, pressing down on their bodies made them unable to breathe.
"Jing Lang, if you only have that little power, then you really disappoint me."
On the ground, Jing Yunxiao's eyes were sharp like a torch, his ice cold voice slowly resounded, mixed with a dense killing intent.
Disdain.
Jing Yunxiao continued to treat Jing Lang with unreserved contempt.
If it was before, everyone would have thought that Jing Yunxiao was speaking nonsense, but now, many people did not think this way, some people were even looking forward to it, looking forward to Jing Yunxiao's following thunderous methods, hoping that Jing Yunxiao would not bring any surprises.
"Haha, since you insist on seeking death, I shall do as you wish."
At the same time, an even stronger killing intent rose from Jing Lang's body.
"Earth Ranked Martial Technique, Sky Shattering Demonic Cloud Palm."
A dense Spiritual Aura swept out within a hundred meter radius. Everyone in the surroundings instantly retreated, afraid that they would be hurt by this momentum. Jing Lang extended both of his hands, and two gigantic palms that were like clouds directly formed in the air.
When the so called Sky Shattering Demonic Clouds Palm was formed, and streams of fierce and tyrannical palm force surged over like waves, everyone felt that the Spirit Qi in their body was being suppressed at that moment. Such an Earth Ranked Martial Technique in Jing Lang's hands had actually reached such a terrifying level.
Jing Lang held onto the Demon Cloud Palm with one hand each, like a war god who was a mountain, giving people a feeling of awe and suffocation.
"It's time to end it. Go die."
Killing intent surged in Jing Lang's eyes. He waved his arm suddenly, and the two Demon Cloud Palms smashed towards Jing Yunxiao angrily as if the sky had caved in and the earth had caved in.
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