In the Demonic Realm, on the vast Demonic Mountain, a young man with long hair and a white robe stood two feet tall, standing proudly on the top of the mountain.
Around him, the blood of the demons filled the entire mountaintop, it could be said that it was a river of blood, but his body was not stained at all.
This blood is the blood of a team of hundreds of giant demons and several powerful demons who have entered the void level.
The attack and killing by the demon team is the most bloody and cruel, and also the most thrilling.
But the young man with long hair in white robe had nothing in his hands, so he was able to calm down the menacing wave of demons with just his palms.
Judging from his face, he is not handsome, but his whole body is muscular, his face is as sharp as a knife and an axe, and his eyes are as sharp and bright as dots of paint.
His lips were pursed tightly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He stood on the top of the mountain, and his murderous aura filled the surrounding area of a hundred feet.
Several big demons who were not yet dead stood up tremblingly, and suddenly they united and thought of rushing over.
The huge magic hammer made a sonic boom in the air, and a harsh whistling sound convolved from behind him.
"Hmph!" The young man said without looking back. He raised his hand, and countless palms condensed behind him. There were screams, and several big demons were split directly from the middle by his palms. His palms were like sharp knives.
, indestructible!
die!
Several great demons died, leaving a few more undead on the mountain peak.
"It's time to go back! A bunch of old friends may not be able to wait! Little Overlord, Zou Jing, Shang Qin, the three-year appointment has arrived. I, the Ripper Shi Zhongtian, have not wasted these three years. What about you?" The white-robed young man
He said in a cold voice, he pulled up his body out of thin air, and stepped directly into the air without using any flying talisman.
He is the pinnacle powerhouse known to all the outer disciples of Wanxuan Sect, "Ripper" Shi Zhongtian. He is a physical practitioner. He practices the "Heaven Demon Body Refining Technique" and never uses magic weapons against the enemy. His natural magic weapon is his.
hands.
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On the outskirts of Wanxuan City in Xiling, deep in Wuzhi Mountain, the head of the horse thief Ma Kui, who was entrenched in Wuzhi Mountain, was hung high on the cliff of Zhongzhi Peak, the highest in Wuzhi Mountain. The cliff was stained with blood.
Several large characters written in blood can be seen within a ten-mile radius: "The one who killed Ma Kui is Jin Yao, the little overlord of Wanxuan Sect!"
Near Wuzhi Mountain, many monks were soon densely gathered.
Who knows about Ma Kui in Wuzhishan Mountain? Who doesn't know about it? He is cruel and murderous. He specializes in killing merchants who go in and out of Wanxuan City and takes away countless wealth.
In order to destroy Ma Kui, several seventh-grade forces around him jointly acted several times, but they failed to kill him. Unexpectedly, he died today, at the hands of the strong men of Wanxuan Sect.
"The big sect is the big sect! Wanxuanmen's disciples take action, no matter how cunning Ma Kui is, he will not escape death in the end!" Someone in the crowd sighed.
"Yes, yes, the Qingshi Gang and the Iron Sword Alliance organized several attempts to destroy Ma Kui, but in the end they all failed. Unexpectedly, Ma Kui was killed single-handedly! This Wan Xuan Sect's little overlord must be Wan Xuan
A genius among the inner disciples of the sect!
Ma Kui is not the only person in Wuzhishan. The five masters of Wuzhishan are all powerful people at the level of entering the virtual world. Ma Kui is even more powerful at the peak of the middle stage of entering the virtual world.
Being able to kill the Wuzhishan Horse Thief single-handedly is amazing..."
The crowd was talking a lot, and everyone was praising the little overlord Jin Yao, including many elders from the surrounding seventh-grade sects.
They are all secretly determined to send their sect's geniuses to Wanxuan Sect at all costs in the future. For monks, joining a big sect is the only hope...
There are no characters from the sixth- and seventh-level forces. The strongest person from a low-level force cannot compare to a small disciple from a big force. This is the gap.
At this time, ten miles away from Wuzhi Mountain, in the thousands of feet of void.
A young man in white robe looked calmly at the crowd that was gathering in the distance. He said: "I am a monk who is born like me! He can kill Wuzhishan with the power of one person. If he is not ranked among the top fifty in the inner sect, there is no way he can do it.
!And I have more potential than them. Because I am still in the early stages of entering the void!"
He paused and then said to himself: "This is the last time I wear a white robe. Entering the middle stage of virtual reality is just as easy as pie! The outer sect is already boring. Going to the inner sect to compete is my, Jin Yaoxin's fun!"
"Maybe some people will be dissatisfied this time, Zou Jing? The narcissistic maniac Shang Qin, and the self-righteous Shi Zhongtian..." The young man in white robe shook his head, with an extremely confident smile on his lips: "There is my little overlord's outer door.
, they can only be the second or third child forever..."
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Deep inside Wanxuanmen, inside the cave of the Eighth Elder. The Sixth Elder and the Eighth Elder were sitting in the cave.
The face of a cold-faced woman in white robe turned red. She stared at the eighth elder and said: "Elder, please allow me to participate in this competition. I will definitely defeat Jin Yao and I will enter the inner gate as the first."
!”
The eighth elder frowned, shook his head for a long time, and said: "Zou Jing, the sect's rules are that any disciple who breaks through to the middle stage of virtual reality is no longer an outer disciple. Disciples who enter the middle stage of virtual reality will either become inner disciples.
Either be sent out by the sect to serve as a deacon for the outer sects of various places, there is no other choice!"
The expression of the cold-faced woman in white robe changed, her lips moved repeatedly, and she said unwillingly: "Elder, I can limit my cultivation during the competition..."
"Nonsense!"
The Sixth Elder, who had been silent all this time, said angrily: "Do you think that the sect's rules are just a piece of paper? Your breakthrough to the middle stage of entering the void means that your potential in the early stage of entering the void has been fully unleashed. I don't understand, why are you still lingering on the outside world?
Door, is my inner door not as good as your outer door?"
The cold-faced woman in white robe had a red face and was speechless, but her eyes were extremely unwilling.
"Elder, entering the inner gate is my greatest pursuit!"
The Sixth Elder's stern eyes softened a little, but then the cold-faced woman in white robe said again: "But, Elder, I cannot accept the fact that my talent and potential are not as good as Jin Yao! I want to fight him, and I want to prove that he no matter what No one is worse than me! Including potential and qualifications!"
The woman in white robe was decisive and her tone was unquestionable.
The eighth elder and the sixth elder looked at each other, and what they saw in each other's eyes was helplessness.
This Zou Jing really makes people love and hate her. Naturally, I love her because of her excellent aptitude, which is rare in Wanxuan Sect in the past hundred years. Her strength in the early stage of entering the virtual world can instantly kill the strong men in the middle stage of entering the virtual world. Facing those in the late stage of entering the virtual world.
A strong person can actually fight.
Such a leapfrog battle is incredible. The sect is lucky to have such disciples.
But this girl is too stubborn and won't submit to others, even if one person is inferior to ten thousand people!
Faced with such a stubborn genius, the Sixth Elder and the Eighth Elder, even though they were the elders, were often helpless.
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Qingfeng Mountain, the sunset is like fire.
Among the fiery clouds in the sky, a graceful young man in white clothes stepped out.
He stared at the palm of his right hand. In the palm of his hand was a mirror.
He was talking all the way out, talking to the mirror.
"Shang Qin, Shang Qin, you are getting more and more handsome. You are at least 30% more handsome than you were five months ago..."
"Of course, compared to your swordsmanship, your handsomeness can still be ignored. How many people in the world can cultivate the intermediate sword art of Entering the Void to the peak state with the initial cultivation level of Entering the Void? You
Take one of them!"
He paused, as if he still had more to say, and then continued: "Look, you have been practicing for three months, but you have been practicing for five months. Once you use the Green Frost Sword Technique, you are invincible, like a wolf, insect or tiger."
Leopard hides its whereabouts, if this continues, all the monsters in Qingfeng Mountain will be frightened away by you..."
"Are that little bully, and that woman who can't laugh, still your rivals now? And... and the newly emerged so-called geniuses, can they compete with you? No one can compete with you, no one can compete with you.
You are the best!"
"Dip, beep, beep!"
"Um?"
He frowned, turned his right hand again, and the mirror turned into a crystal wall.
He stared at Xin Gui's crystal wall, suddenly dumbfounded, and immediately burst out laughing: "Haha, it's so funny, at this time, that woman has broken through to the middle stage of virtual reality. She has become an inner disciple! Her qualifications and potential are nothing more than this!
Who doesn't know in today's fairy world that for monks, potential is the most important thing. You brag every day, saying that you can fight with the strong men in the late stage of entering the void.
Wow, you, a monk who has entered the middle stage of virtual reality, can challenge a monk who has entered the late stage of virtual reality. What is your ability? Is it worth it for you to win in front of me?
Haha...that’s ridiculous!”
The young man in white robe laughed loudly, his smile gradually faded, and he murmured: "But then again, this time the competition is missing a lot of excitement without you! The task of dealing with that little overlord can only be fulfilled.
On my shoulders!"
He turned his hand again, and the crystal wall turned into a mirror: "Shang Qin, I just said you are the most genius! That woman couldn't hold it any longer and made a breakthrough at this moment! Where is her breakthrough? She is avoiding
Fight...haha..."
The young man in white robe laughed again.
He poured the crystal into his flying talisman, and the talisman suddenly shone brightly.
"Let's go! Go back! Let them see what the real 'sword pierces the heart' means."
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The outer door of Wanxuanmen and the advanced training room.
Zhuyu sat cross-legged in the practice room, looking at his nose and his nose at his heart, motionless, like a clay or wood sculpture.
The hustle and bustle outside the practice room were all blocked out by this practice room.
For Zhu Yu, in the past few months, he only grasped the word "quiet".
He suppressed many temptations and impulses. For example, he had reached the peak of his practice of "Three Talents Sutra" and wanted to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find an intermediate-level book on entering the void.
For example, if he wanted to sharpen his sword skills, he would practice the "Golden Roc Sword Art" outside and work hard to reach the peak level.
For another example, he wanted to go out and experiment with the most powerful power of the Dupu Qianjun Talisman Formation. He wanted to understand the attack and killing talisman passed down by Master Yan Jing more deeply and thoroughly...
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However, Zhuyu suppressed all these.
He stayed still like this every day, quietly thinking, tasting, and understanding.