Chen Han coughed up blood and looked at Mo Wangchen in disbelief.
He doesn't believe it!
Both are at the first level of the Ancient God Realm, but they are actually so vulnerable in the opponent's hands.
Everyone around was shocked, including the proud men of the Northern Wilderness.
By now, no one dared to step out and continue to attack Mo Wangchen.
Even a master like Chen Han, who was hailed as one of the best under the Holy Son, could not block Mo Wangchen's attack. This was no longer a genius that they could suppress with their large number of people.
"What a terrifying combat power. One person could intimidate hundreds of Northern Wilderness heroes. Among the same realms, apart from the saint-level geniuses, Mo Wangchen is probably the only one who can do this, right?" Some people were surprised.
, and still haven’t been able to recover.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Chen Han, who was seriously injured, stood up and turned into a rainbow light, trying to escape from this place.
He had obviously realized that in front of Mo Wangchen, even if all the proud men of the Northern Wilderness took action together, they would not be able to suppress the opponent.
If you continue to stay here, you will definitely be killed and lose the qualification to enter the second heaven.
"Buzz..."
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, stepped on the true secret of Lin, and pursued him. Naturally, he couldn't let go of this opportunity, "Can you escape?"
The moment he finished speaking, he appeared in front of Chen Han. Without talking nonsense to him, he had already brewed tremendous divine power in his palm and blasted it out in an instant.
"No!"
Chen Han's expression changed with shock, and he was unwilling to die like this. With his own strength, if he hadn't provoked Mo Wangchen, he would definitely be able to enter the fifth heaven or above.
"Boom!"
However, everything was too late, Mo Wangchen did not hold back at all, and smashed him into blood mist with one palm.
"Whoosh!"
After doing all this, he turned back to the ground, glanced at the surviving Northern Wilderness geniuses with cold eyes, and said, "This peak is forbidden for cultivation in the Northern Wilderness. You are limited to leaving within ten breaths, otherwise you will bear the consequences."
"
Everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out. Even Chen Han was killed. What else could they do?
Just now, everyone tried to attack Mo Wangchen, but they still failed to hurt the opponent at all. Instead, he killed nearly a hundred people.
"Let's go and inform Holy Son Tianlan about what's going on here!"
One person shouted, and then he took the lead to get up and leave the foot of Juefeng. Naturally, the other Northern Wilderness geniuses did not dare to stay longer, and they all left here one after another.
"Go up the mountain."
After everyone in Beihuang left, Mo Wangchen glanced at the sixty people in the team and said directly.
Everyone was excited and at the same time glad that such a terrifying genius came from the Eastern Wasteland like them. Otherwise, if they really faced each other, who could resist him?
"Buzz..."
Mo Wangchen took the lead in heading up the ancient ladder. However, just as he stepped onto the ancient ladder, he suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression. "Is there pressure in this ancient ladder?"
He frowned and muttered to himself, and then took the second step. The oppressive feeling that fell on him became stronger at this moment.
Fortunately, this coercion did not have much impact on Mo Wangchen. As he walked up the mountain, he felt as if he was walking on flat ground. However, the more than 60 people accompanying him found it difficult to move when they reached the middle of the mountain.
, only a few people can reluctantly continue to go up.
"Bang!"
Finally, some people could no longer bear it any longer and were directly shaken into a blood mist by the powerful pressure and lost their qualifications for the assessment.
"Let's go too!"
At the foot of the mountain, some of the cultivators from all walks of life who had arrived before could not help but speak. Mo Wangchen did not say anything to stop them from climbing the mountain. Now that the statue of the god was right in front of them, how could they want to miss it?
For a while, everyone followed suit and headed upward, but the pressure of the ancient ladder became their biggest obstacle. Most of them were stopped halfway up the mountain. The sense of oppression here was so strong that it felt like they were carrying a mountain on their backs.
The mountain is so big that it is difficult to move even an inch, and it is impossible to continue going up.
But a few people persisted and finally reached the top!
The majestic statue of the god stood on the top of the mountain. This was a man holding a holy sword. When Mo Wangchen and those who had successfully climbed the mountain approached, standing in front of the huge statue, he felt very small.
Looking around, there is a futon on the ground at the foot of the statue, and behind the futon, on top of the statue, there are seven amethysts.
"I once heard the Supreme Elder say that the seven amethysts represent seven days. As long as you can sit cross-legged on this futon for seven days and have all seven amethysts light up, it is equivalent to obtaining the statue of the god.
Accept it and enter the second heaven." An outstanding disciple from a certain holy land spoke.
Hearing these words, everyone could not help but feel hot in their eyes, but they did not act rashly because Mo Wangchen was still here.
Everyone looked at him, and Mo Wangchen was silent for a moment, then finally stepped forward to the front of the futon, then turned his back to the statue and sat down cross-legged.
"Buzz..."
At the same time, the statue behind him suddenly began to shake slightly, and an infinitely powerful sense of oppression came to Mo Wangchen, making him unable to help but darken his face.
This pressure is so powerful that it has never been seen before. Even the pressure I suffered when I climbed the mountain just now was not as strong as the pressure here.
Moreover, Mo Wangchen also found that after he sat down for a while, the pressure gradually became stronger. Although it was not obvious, he still felt it.
"Seven days..."
"This pressure will become stronger and stronger. After seven days, it will definitely reach a point that many people cannot bear. This assessment is really not easy."
He sat on the futon and muttered to himself. At first, many people were screened out at the entrance to the fairy gate. When climbing the mountain, the pressure of the ancient ladder also stopped most people.
Now, sitting cross-legged on this futon, the pressure is even more terrifying. After careful screening, there are actually not too many people who are truly qualified to enter the second heaven.
And it is these people who are truly qualified to compete for the recognition of these thousand statues!
"I don't know why, but my heart suddenly became much calmer."
At the same time, Mo Wangchen also discovered that sitting on this futon could make people calm down. He could clearly feel that there seemed to be an invisible law of heaven and earth evolving around his body.
If you can find something out of this, it will be of endless use.
"It's a kind of swordsmanship!"
Soon, Mo Wangchen was surprised. The laws around him were evolving a swordsmanship that was so profound that it was difficult to understand it in a short time.
"Are these statues carrying out some kind of 'transmission'? Does the so-called recognition mean that they must master this sword art within seven days?" Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashing.