At this time, the whole place was in an uproar. A fierce battle between the top "gods" from three continents was won by a young man in white who came out halfway. It seemed that the victory was so easy.
The young man in white seemed to take his victory for granted. He walked leisurely to the viewing platform specially prepared for Xinning's family members, and the millions of spectators were in an uproar.
Isn't this guy crazy? Is he going to cause trouble for the wife of the "god" Yunpeng?
"Wow!" Several women stood up at the same time, Alma and Qin Lijie also pulled out half of the artifact.
"Everyone, don't get me wrong. I traveled to the Inner Continent, and I just heard that there seems to be a demigod named Xinning here, who actually broke through to the Martial Saint level at the age of 126. I was very surprised that he was still a dual-system monk.
He has strong combat power, so I came over to join in the fun and spar with the Yunpeng Saint. Don't worry, I never attack the weak." The young man in white took out a fan and sat on a chair leisurely.
It feels like talking and laughing with a feather fan scarf.
"Oh? Then you can sit down." Youlan said calmly. Several women also sat down. The young man in white was quite nice, but he was sitting on the edge of the stand, with Alma and Qin Lijie in between, not to mention others.
If you want to kill your own gang, you don't need to be so polite.
Since there is no conflict, Alma and Qin Lijie became interested, "How do you say he is a demigod? Isn't that what gods are like?" Alma asked.
"Well, if your spiritual consciousness exceeds 50,000, you will be a demigod. If your spiritual consciousness exceeds 660,000, you will be a demigod. It is still far from the divine way." said the young man in white.
"Holy crap! Six hundred and sixty thousand, that's a lot of money." Alma felt a chill.
"How do you know so much? Why are demigods called saints?" Qin Lijie is also curious. Who is not curious about the unknown magic?
"To put it bluntly, demigods are still martial saints. It's just that they have crossed the threshold of being a venerable, and only then can they be considered true martial saints. Only then can they become saints. The training of a warrior is still very long, and it is far from being as simple as you think.
.I come from a very far away place... Maybe we will have the opportunity to meet there in the future, I'm afraid it will be a long time later." After the young man in white finished speaking, there was a hint of yearning in his tone, and a hint of sadness.
Alma and Qin Lijie knew about the sad thing that had caused her, but they were not familiar with it after all, so they didn't ask any further.
"Why are there so many demigods here? Why don't they go to the high-end continent?" The young man in white looked puzzled.
"High-end continent? What high-end continent?" Even Youlan and the others were confused this time.
The young man in white looked at everyone's confused looks and knew that people here might not know the existence of the high-end continent. "It's nothing. It seems that the people above have neglected this area. Maybe they will discover the situation here soon."
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"The people above? What are the people above you talking about?" Qin Lijie asked humbly. The problem was that the young man in white seemed to have lost interest in talking.
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"The "God" Yunpeng is here!" Millions of monks looked at the sky together, and a big roc flew towards them, covering the sky and the sun, and the two figures above gradually became clearer.
Dapeng landed in the stand where Youlan and others were.
"What! Golden Dapeng!" The young man in white looked at Yun Yi's big mouth.
"What do you mean by the Golden Dapeng?"
Its information interests him.
"Good guy, this golden roc has advanced so fast and has such a solid foundation. The future is limitless. He shouldn't be very old, right?" The young man in white looked at Xinning and asked doubtfully.
"Yeah, it's not even older than me? You've been following me since you were a child. You must know a lot. Tell me." Xinning looked at the young man in white longingly.
"I don't know much. The golden roc is a top-level monster. Its future is not just the divine way, but the top immortal way is its destination. By then, you may not be able to keep up with its rhythm. By the way.
, I’m here to challenge you, the boss of the golden roc, don’t let me down, haha!” The young man in white finally remembered the purpose of his coming, and flew into the Death Battle Valley of Qingling Gate with his sword.
"Challenge? What a fucking challenge. Damn it, I asked you something and you dragged me into it." As soon as Xinning sounded interested, this guy actually ran away.
"What's going on? Didn't Jiabaer of Dijianmen challenge me?" Xinning asked in confusion.
"We have been fighting here for a year. The Three Musketeers of Qingping Continent, the Five Gods of War of Machilai Continent..." Alma vividly described the battle and the whole story.
"Oh? Three million top-quality spiritual stones!"
"Why doesn't Saint Yunpeng give you face? If you beat me, these five million top-quality spiritual stones will be yours, how about it?" The young man in white saw that Xinning did not follow him. He had been in the crowd for so many days and had already known this Yunpeng.
Peng Sheng is a money fan, so he simply quoted a sky-high price to seduce Xinning.
"Damn it! Anyway, he doesn't know that I don't have so many top-grade spiritual stones. This guy in white has the same spiritual consciousness as mine. Am I going to lose to someone of the same level? Huh!" Xinning thought and left with his sword.
Since the opponent is rare, Xinning no longer holds back, and uses the broken stick and the Floating Cloud Sword at the same time. The broken stick hits the guy in white first. The guy in white confronts him with his sword, and with a "bang!", Xinning's broken stick is smashed.
return.
Damn it! This broken stick is still not powerful. This guy is so fast. Xinning used the Floating Cloud Sword to meet the opponent's long sword again. Are you trying to play with speed? Xinning simply put away the broken stick. There is no way, it's another one.
In the protracted battle, the opponent's strength stacked up to 40%.
Semi-artifacts and body skills, the two of them were circling rapidly. Xinning was a little disappointed. His consciousness did not surpass his own, and his superimposed strength was one point weaker than his own. As for speed? Xinning's body skills were so elegant, how could she compare to pure speed?
, I don’t have any pressure on myself, what’s the point of fighting like this?
"He has surpassed us by a lot. The guy in white will lose sooner or later." How could Yue Yuhe of the Yinyu Sect fail to see the formality?
"Yes, he is just a casual cultivator. Everyone is dual-study. I don't know how he cultivated. His strength is more than 40%." King Sidao of Tianjian Sect said enviously.
"It's still so far away to break the legend of Yunpeng." Jiabaer of the Earth Sword Sect said helplessly. The only thing he was glad about was that he had not yet taken on the mortal enemy with the Saint of Yunpeng. What was ridiculous was that he had imagined that in
Kill Xinning in this challenge.
"The young man in white doesn't seem to be from our continent. The aura of the inner continent is already very thin. Maybe he comes from a high-end continent." Xin Jia Boli of the Soul Power Sect made a close guess.
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Fortunately for Xinning, the young man in white was very knowledgeable. He only persisted for a month before giving up.