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Chapter 1465

In the north of the ancient demonic realm, there is a mountain named Mount Tai.

Mount Tai is surrounded by water and has independent peaks. The mountain is lush with trees and shrouded in clouds and mist. When viewed from above, the entire mountain range looks like a winding dragon.

There are four stone gates standing in the four directions of Mount Tai, and two stone lions are placed next to the stone gates.

At this moment, there are many people standing in front of these four stone gates. Those people look at this huge mountain range with greed on their faces, because this is the present place where the tomb of Emperor Xingyue is located. There are many peerless skills and treasures in it. If you can get it by luck,

One or two, there may be no problem in dominating the ancient demonic realm.

"What's going on with this stone gate? I've been here for three days and there's no movement at all."

"You have only been here for three days, and I have been here for ten days, and I haven't seen any movement from it."

"No, this stone gate won't open. What should I do?"

In front of the stone gate in the south, many people were chatting away.

Suddenly, everyone felt the ground shaking. Looking around, they found a monk with a golden light all over his body slowly approaching.

"It's Monk Jinguang!"

Someone in the crowd let out an exclamation, and everyone showed fear and quickly moved away from the stone gate.

Monk Jinguang came to the stone gate easily.

He looked at the closed stone door, frowned, raised his shining golden fist, and hit the stone door hard.

Bang!

There was just a loud noise, and then the golden monk took dozens of steps back to stabilize his body. Then he put down his fist and sat in front of the stone door, meditating silently.

There was an open space all around him, and no one dared to step forward.

Just because this monk has such a fierce reputation.

It has been more than a month since the tomb of Emperor Xingyue appeared. As a result, many unborn geniuses have appeared in the ancient demonic realm. I don’t know which good person compiled the names of these geniuses into a list, and that list

It's called Tianbang.

The golden monk sitting in front of the stone gate is not only ranked among them, but also ranked very high, ranking second on the heavenly list.

Some people were very unconvinced. They had never heard of this guy before, how could he suddenly occupy the second place on the list, so they launched a challenge to Monk Jinguang.

According to incomplete statistics, Monk Jinguang has received no less than 120 challenges along the way, and those who issued the challenge, without exception, all fell under the golden fist of Monk Jinguang.

The evil reputation of Monk Jinguang spread far and wide, and no one dared to question the authenticity of the Tianbang anymore.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers from the west gate of Mount Tai.

Because a swordsman in white came from the west with a sword.

"Wow, he's so handsome."

"That's the swordsman in white. He's really handsome."

"That guy is at the top of the list. I would like to meet him."

There were many women who screamed, and there were also many men. They were just angry screams, but weren't they just knowing how to fly with a sword? What's so great about it?

At the north gate of Mount Tai, a beggar on a cane quietly came into the crowd.

He looked at the closed stone door, found a spacious place and began to sleep.

Along the way, I have used up a lot of spiritual energy, so I have to seize the time to make up for it.

Two people came to the east gate of Mount Tai.

A man riding a big gourd slowly landed under the disdainful eyes of everyone.

Another person held a small native dog in his arms and slowly walked into the crowd.

The people in front of the stone gate looked at Duobao San who landed on the ground and put away the big gourd, and couldn't help but make a sound of contempt.

Duobaosan didn't care about this, and greeted everyone with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am Duobaosan, who is loved by everyone, handsome, and rich in gold."

"Hey, aren't you the third child on the list? What's so great about him?"

"That's right, that's right, if you are really capable, go meet the swordsman in white for a while."

"If you are afraid, you can go and fight with the golden monk."

There was a noise from the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged swordsman with a sword on his back came to Duobaosan with a flattering expression and said with a smile: "Brother Baosan, you are here."

Duobao San looked at the swordsman who was much older than him, with goosebumps all over his body. After a casual look, a fifth-level low-grade divine sword appeared in his hand.

He threw the divine sword directly to the swordsman and said with a smile: "You will call me Mr. Bao San from now on, do you hear me?"

The swordsman looked at the fifth-level divine sword in his arms crazily, nodded, and then casually threw the third-level broken sword on his back to the ground, caressing the newly acquired sword carefully, reluctant to part with it.

Let go.

"Thank you, Mr. Baosan."

"Yes." Duobaosan nodded with satisfaction and looked at everyone with a proud face.

hiss!

Everyone couldn't help but gasped when they saw Duobao San turning over a fifth-level divine sword. This was a fifth-order divine weapon, and ordinary people couldn't take it out. They didn't expect Duobao San to turn it over and find a fifth-level divine sword.

Weapons are also divided into levels, with the worst being level one and the highest being level nine. Each level is divided into lower, middle and upper grades from low to high.

Everyone looked at the swordsman's obsessed expression and couldn't help but feel a little moved, but then they saw Duobao San's proud expression and couldn't help but retreat.

At this time, a young man with an unattractive appearance came out with a small native dog on his shoulder.

When the man came to Duobaosan, he also had a flattering look on his face and said with a smile: "So you are Mr. Baosan, I have admired you for a long time."

"Haha." Duobaosan laughed loudly, looked at the young man in front of him, and said with a smile: "Oh? Have you heard of me? What have you heard of me?"

"I have heard many stories about you during my journey. They said that Mr. Baosan, you are a brave and courageous person. You are also kind-hearted, and you will draw a sword to help when the road is rough. Take the most recent incident as an example. You saw a diner eating.

If you don’t pay me, I’ll just raise the big gourd under your seat and greet you without saying a word.”

"After you finally knocked the man down, he was still not convinced, so you took out a few more treasures, bang bang, and smashed them in the man's face. The man immediately treated you with great respect and paid for the meal.

From this it can be seen that you are that timely rain. You knew that the man had no money for food, so you gave him a few treasures and asked him to pawn them and pay back the money."

"Tsk, tsk, there are not many people who are so chivalrous and courageous. Therefore, I am very aware of the reputation of Third Young Master Bao. Sansheng is lucky enough to meet you today."

"Hahaha." Listening to the young man's compliments, Duobaosan couldn't help but smile more and more.

The swordsman who had benefited from Duobao San curled his lips slightly and cursed in his heart: "This guy is a better flatterer than me."

The people around him became more and more disdainful.

Duobaosan was in a good mood, and then he took out a fifth-level middle-grade sharp ax and threw it casually to the unattractive young man with a little native dog on his shoulders. (To be continued)


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