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Chapter 290 The Character of the Emperor, Hundred Steps

puff!

Although the old man was full of doubts, his body also burned under the fire of Emperor Jin Yan.

At the moment of his death, he realized that these were all unilateral words of the Yun Clan.

Ye Yan's talent is extremely powerful.

How could such a young man be mediocre when he was born in this rural place?

After the death of this semi-saint old man, the faces of the cultivators of the Shuiyue Empire turned pale.

Ye Yanzhu killed the Half-Saint?

A young man, only seventeen years old!

"escape!"

At this time, they had no other ideas and said immediately.

"Since you are here to kill me, do you still want to leave?" Ye Yan's eyes were full of anger. He pointed a finger, and the Jin Yan Emperor's fire instantly erupted from it and turned the area into a sea of ​​​​fire, lingering on these people.

call!

The imperial fire roared and instantly turned them into ashes.

"Yunfeiyue!"

"Huo Chi!" Ye Yan recited these two words tightly.

With such a thought, the murderous intention in his eyes was extremely strong, and then he drove the spirit leopard and continued towards the mountains of the Shuiyue Empire.

In the mountain range, a roar suddenly sounded, and ancient breath burst out from the mountain range. For a moment, the air in the mountain range was slightly distorted, and an ancient door suddenly appeared.

Above the gate, four ancient characters are written: Canghuang Sword Mountain!

These four words of simplicity are so powerful.

Many geniuses present looked to see that a prince from the Zongshuiyue Empire's royal family was also here, and their eyes immediately fell on him.

"Pfft!"

But with just one glance, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hahaha!"

"Cao Jie is Cao Jie, he is indeed a waste!"

"Mediocre people don't overestimate their own abilities. With such a talent, you still want to read the words written by the Human Emperor?" Here, many forces from Lingcheng laughed.

Facing this voice, a smile appeared on Shui Chenggen's lips, and he actually endured it.

He even clasped his fists and said to the others: "You guys are not as talented as I am. Alas, what the Human Emperor wrote is really overbearing."

This is Chi Guoguo’s kneeling lick!

Many cultivators in the Shuiyue Empire in the distance looked at this scene and gritted their teeth.

The majestic prince of the empire is called a waste and a loser!

Not only are you not angry, but you are also shy when praising others?

However, their brows straightened out afterwards. If it were them, they would probably lick them even harder. There was nothing they could do about it. The other party's background was so strong. Is it possible to contend with them?

Buzz!

Under their emotion, many young men from Yun Chaozong and Yimu Dynasty also stepped forward. Their eyes were burning and they also looked at the four big characters, but even they could only hold on for ten breaths.

Then these young men turned pale, but not as miserable as Shui Chenggen.

"There is more to the word "Human Emperor" than these mysteries!" At this time, an old man shouted immediately. He was an elder in Xuanzong, and his words were full of holy power.

The faces of the cultivators of the Shuiyue Empire in the distance changed greatly, and they said, "I didn't expect that this is also a saint!"

"There are really too many saints here today."

It is rare to see a saint who can dominate their empire for hundreds of years, and his majesty can last for hundreds or even hundreds of years after death. But there are several saints here today!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Zong's elder Xuan Sandao waved his hand, and a force fell on the four characters "Men Ting".

boom!

Suddenly, the four characters shone brightly, forming a force that extended to the ground one by one.

"Sure enough, as recorded in the ancient books of Xuanzong, Canghuang Sword Mountain has hundreds of steps. These steps are like a test for genius. Only the most proud of heaven cannot climb them. But even three thousand years ago, no one seemed to be able to climb them.

If you can climb a hundred steps, you can only climb ninety-six steps at most." Xuan Sandao said.

"Let me try!" As soon as he finished speaking, a young man from Xuanzong stood up, roared, and immediately stepped forward to climb away.

Da da da!

Hearing the sounds, his face turned pale and he retreated on the fiftieth step.

"Fifty, that's pretty good." Xuan Sandao nodded.

Wow!

At this moment, Zhou Xuan, Zhou Tong, Zhou Min, Zhou Yun and others in Qianji Tower, as well as Tang Yu and others in Shuihuang Pavilion, all stepped forward.

On this step, waves of coercion suddenly hit their bodies.

At the sixtieth step, Zhou Tong, Zhou Min, Zhou Yun and others could no longer bear it and retreated directly.

Zhou Xuan, on the other hand, kept his eyes focused and continued climbing until he reached the eighty-sixth step before exhaling a breath and retreating.

"Zhou Xuan actually reached the eighty-sixth step?"

"This kid is not very powerful. He is only at the peak of the eighth-level spiritual platform, right? Why is he higher than Zhou Yun and others who are at the peak of the ninth-level spiritual platform?"

Xuan Sandao took a deep breath and said, "This is due to talent."

Zhou Xuan is more talented?

In the Thousand Machine Tower, an old man concentrated his attention. He knew that he could not hide this matter and immediately said: "Zhou Xuan, in fact, he has only been practicing for one year."

hiss!

As soon as these words came out, many people were amazed.

"No wonder it's like this!" Xuan Sandao was also speechless.

Then he looked at Xuanlong!

"Everyone, together?" Xuanlong looked at Huo Chi and other geniuses.

Hearing this, these geniuses immediately smiled, and then climbed up. Their steps were firm, and they seemed to feel no pressure as they climbed step by step.

It wasn't until they reached the eightieth floor that their expressions changed.

Many geniuses who have reached the semi-saint realm shake their heads and retreat at the eighty-fourth step, even worse than Zhou Xuan.

Only Huo Chi and Xuan Long surpassed Zhou Xuan and even reached the ninetieth step.

At this time, Huo Chi's face turned extremely pale, and he withdrew with a bitter smile.

Ninety levels is his limit!

As for Xuanlong, he had reached the ninety-fourth step. At this point, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper and he finally retreated.

"Ninety four!"

"Hahaha, it seems that there may be a human emperor in our Xuanzong family in the future!" Xuan Sandao burst out laughing.

It has been recorded in ancient books that there were so many geniuses in Canghuang Sword Mountain at the time, and they only reached the ninety-sixth step. Xuanlong was able to do this, which was already extraordinary. After all, that was the heyday of Canghuang Sword Mountain, and it was not what Xuanzong can do today.

Compare.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xuanlong's mouth, and he was extremely proud.

But at this moment, Yun Feiyue took a step forward and said: "Let me try!"

Wow!

For a moment, everyone's eyes suddenly condensed, and everyone was looking forward to it.

Feeling such attention, Yun Feiyue had a deep unruly look in her eyes. Then she took a step and climbed up the stairs, one step after another, without any hesitation at all.

After a while, the ninetieth step was reached.

This speed surpassed everyone's, and many cultivators were filled with emotion for a while.

At this moment, Ye Yan also came here and saw this scene.


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