Chapter 509: The strong are emerging!

The Youth Mountain is located southwest of Tianfeng City, about thousands of miles away. Tang Chen's distance is faster. It leaves Chen hour and arrives at noon the next day.

Tang Chen finally understood why this place was called Ghost Mountain. Because standing a hundred miles away, you can feel the gloomy atmosphere in the mountains. The feeling was like entering a mountain ridge occupied by Ghost Mountain.

Few people come to this place, and even hunters hardly come here, because there are no spiritual herbs and monsters in the nearby area.

Today, the bustling here is comparable to Tianfeng City. There are tents of all sizes for dozens of miles, and the number of people on site is tens of thousands.

Tang Chen felt at least hundreds of powerful spiritual consciousnesses sweeping through him, each of whom had at least the third level of the Human King Realm.

"The Tiannan Domain is indeed worthy of being a big domain!"

Tang Chen sighed secretly.

He doesn't have to be afraid of anything, because everyone who arrives will be investigated by those who arrive early, after all, everyone is likely to be competitors.

Perhaps it was because Tang Chen only had the first level of the Human King Realm, but not many people paid attention to him.

Tang Chen's spiritual consciousness swept over and began to look for familiar figures in the crowd.

However, after searching for a long time, he could not find Qiao Shuangqi. It may be because there are too many people and it is not easy to find, or it may be because the other party is not here.

Tang Chen walked towards the tomb and stopped a thousand feet away. He saw a stone wall at the lower cliff very flat, with many strange runes carved on it. The sixteen feet in front of the stone wall was surrounded by many square stone blocks, forming a forbidden area.

However, this seems to be that the stone cuts were still new just now.

Tang Chen did not feel any restrictive aura, and it seemed that the people who arranged these stones were not ordinary.

It seems that after a long time, I could see that it was so that Tang Chen found a quieter corner and sat up quietly.

Almost an hour later, Tang Chen was pulled back from his cultivation state by a noisy voice.

"The Battle of the Qianlong! Don't miss it!"

"What!"

"Go, go and have a look!"

The Battle of the Dragon?

Hearing these words, Tang Chen's eyes lit up slightly and he followed everyone.

Twenty breaths later, Tang Chen came to a wilderness that was southeast of the Ghost Shandong.

At this moment, tens of thousands of young strong men have gathered here, and the focus of the crowd is the two confrontational young people.

One is long in green and extremely elegant, while the other is wearing a gray monk's robe with six ring scars on his head.

The atmosphere at the scene was very hot, and the martial artists kept shouting.

Judging from this situation, a war can occur at any time, and it can be said that it is about to touch.

Tang Chen's spiritual consciousness swept through the crowd and appeared Qiao Shuangqi, and Qiao Shuangqi also appeared Tang Chen.

"Brother Qiao, what's going on?" Tang Chen walked up to him and asked.

"The battle in the top ten in Qianlong Monument cannot be missed!"

Qiao Shuangqi appears calm, but he can still hear the enthusiasm in his words.

"Oh? Could it be the Eighth Young Masters?" Tang Chen's eyes lit up and he looked a little happy.

"No, it's Wu Zong, who is ranked ninth and Jiang Tai, who is ranked tenth!"

Wu Zong, a disciple of Wuxiang Zen Temple, is at the peak of the third level of the Human King Realm, and ranks ninth on the Qianlong Monument. He is very strong and can easily defeat Qiao Shuangqi.

Jiang Tai, a disciple of Lingyin Sect, is also at the peak of the third level of the Human King Realm. The Qianlong Monument is ranked 16th and his strength is not bad. He fought with Wuzong several times, but all ended in failure.

At this time, the two people in the field were several sixteen feet apart. Jiang Tai's eyes were very cold, but Wu Zong was very calm. He was worthy of being a Buddhist disciple and his mind and nature prevailed.

"I must defeat you this time!" Jiang Tai stared at Wu Zong and said coldly.

"So what can I do if I defeat me? You are still you, I am still me!" Wu Zong's voice was calm and he looked at Jiang Tai calmly.

"Defeat you, I will be ranked ninth in the Qianlong Monument!" Jiang Tai said coldly.

"What's the difference between the eighth and ninth? Why should you be obsessed with a false name?" Wu Zong shook his head and sighed.

"This is my business! Just wait and see!" Jiang Tai didn't seem to hear Wu Zong's words.

"Okay, you can take action!" Wu Zong nodded.

At this moment, his eyes lit up like a lit light, and his whole aura changed, from a quiet spring to a rapid flow that was rushing thousands of miles away.

Jiang Tai stopped talking, kicked the ground, and used all the colorful true essence to rush towards Wu Zong. It was imposing. The moment when Jiang Tai took action, Tang Chen felt that his combat power was much stronger than Qiao Shuangqi.

On the other hand, Wuzong did not rush to fight, but focused on defense and resolved Jiang Tai's offensive.

The two of them fought for five hundred times with bare hands, but they still had no choice but to win and lose. They retreated and took out their own weapons from the Qiankun Ring.

Jiang Tai’s weapon is a beautiful sword called the Spirit-Slaying Sword, which is a top-quality spiritual weapon.

Wuzong's weapon is a ring sword. Although it looks ordinary, everyone knows that this is also a top-grade spiritual weapon called Wuxiang Ring Sword.

It was Jiang Tai who took the lead in attacking, and the sword in his hand pointed directly at Wu Zong's throat like a spiritual snake.

"Nine Changes in the Spirit Killing!"

Jiang Tai's sword is powerful, but not a little clumsy, light and agile.

On the other hand, Wu Zong's sword moves use clumsiness to break skill and calmness to control movement, and have the solemn and grand atmosphere of Buddhist practices.

"The Wuxiang Knife Strike!"

The two of them retreated at once, then rushed over and fought together.

The two of them had a fierce battle. They had been in nearly half an hour, but they still had no choice but to win or lose. However, this time it was Wu Zong's turn to take the lead in attacking.

"Blade Mang Buddha Prison!"

A white five-meter sword light slashed down with unparalleled power, which made Jiang Tai look solemn. The spirit-slaying sword in his hand immediately pierced a sword energy and met the sword light.

boom!

The colorful true energy collided and burst, forming a five-meter-sized true energy vortex, scraping out a three-meter-sized shallow pit on the ground. After five breaths, the vortex dissipated and everything returned to peace.

The two people in the observation field, Wuzong retreated four feet away, while the real one retreated four feet away, although the difference was not large.

But all the martial artists present understood that this duel, Wu Zong won.

"Good!"

"Good!"

Wu Zong clasped his hands together and bowed to Jiang Tai. Jiang Tai did not give him a greeting. His eyes kept looking at the standing positions of both sides. He clenched his fists, and then turned around resolutely, without saying a word, leaving.

There were two figures standing on the hill in the distance, one was white in white, with white beards, and the other was a middle-aged man in gray, with both of them at the eighth level of the human king realm.

"Brother Bai Yu, this kid has made a lot of progress, but this little monk is still slightly better. Aren't you afraid that that kid will lose confidence?" The middle-aged man in gray looked at the crowd moving in the distance.

"It's okay! I understand him and let him recognize himself in failure will be beneficial to his future. But this little guy cares too much about rankings and is obsessed with it for a lifetime, which is afraid that it will affect his mood! It seems that I have to find an opportunity to teach him!"

The old man touched his beard and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Yes! Too persistent and winning or losing, then there will be no way to go in the future!"

The middle-aged man in gray sighed: "Compared with the Holy Realm, our Tiannan Realm is also a small realm. You must know that the geniuses in the Holy Realm are all monsters."

"Stop talking about the Holy Realm, even the Great Yuan Dynasty, there are at least nine people who are stronger than him. According to his current situation, unless there is a strange adventure, it will not be able to surpass the geniuses in the Holy Realm!" The old man in white sighed.

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