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On the other road, Mo Feng looked arrogant all the way, like an emperor inspecting his territory, striding forward, looking extremely casual.
Mo Feng didn't care at all who stood in front of him. He moved his figure and punched out with his fists continuously. With his well-honed fighting skills, he defeated the opponent abruptly.
Jueying faced this situation much more easily. He was proficient in assassination skills. He was like a shadow holding a black dagger in his hand. In just half an hour, more than a dozen geniuses died in his hands.
His behavior aroused public outrage, and he killed more than a dozen people in a row. The remaining people united and began to fight back against Jueying. Anyway, they are all on the same side now, and they fight with their respective combat experience and skills.
If one-on-one, they admit that they are no match for each other, but if they join forces, they really don't believe that they can't deal with one person.
"boom"
More than a dozen people appeared from the dense forest on the side and rushed towards Jueying at the same time, without leaving any gaps.
Faced with this situation, a sneer flashed in Jueying's eyes, and with a "swish" sound, the figure dodged like a boneless snake, and killed everyone at an incredible angle. With a dagger, the three of them turned around.
The neck was torn apart instantly
Bai Yu was dressed in white and walked upwards, like a banished immortal. His speed was very fast and his movements were extremely elegant. Many people were blocking him, but they were unable to stop him.
Facing these situations, Chen Zhan was even simpler. His fighting spirit was unparalleled, like the roaring sea. This was an invisible but real power. The saint could seal a person's Yuanli, physical strength, and even spiritual power.
power, but it cannot seal a person’s fighting spirit
One after another, figures were blown away by Chenxing's terrifying fighting spirit, comparable to a bulldozer.
"What a terrifying fighting spirit. This guy's strength has been sealed, but he is still so terrifying. It's simply unbelievable." Everyone looked at this scene with shocked eyes.
Each of the nine roads has a different scene.
Of course, among these people, one of them is the most special, and that is the one Xu Qian chose.
Xu Qian turned to look at Jian Wansheng behind him. The latter's sword intent was earth-shattering, tearing apart everything. Even though they were far apart, he could feel the tingling pain on his skin.
His face was ugly. In fact, it would have been even worse if it had been anyone else. Who would have the confidence to face a prodigy who understood the meaning of the sword and even failed him miserably?
"Xu Qian, who else can help you today?" Jian Wansheng said coldly, stepping forward step by step, one step at a time. Many geniuses around him automatically gave way to let Jian Wansheng pass.
, there is no barrier between Xu Qian and Jian Wansheng
Everyone looked at Xu Qian with gloating. They had all heard about it when Xu Qian teamed up with others to besiege Jian Wansheng and transform the entire Star of Time.
Now the tide is turning, and it is Xu Qian's turn to face this swordsman monster alone. They are not happy. When these two people confront each other, it is best for both sides to suffer losses. They take advantage of this opportunity to reap the benefits.
"Jian Wansheng, I didn't expect you to dare to come." Xu Qian took a deep breath and looked at Jian Wansheng with cold eyes.
"Why don't you dare? The person in the world who scares me has not yet appeared." A shadow of a sword flashed deep in Jian Wansheng's eyes. He stretched out one hand and slowly pulled out the long sword from his back.
"Jian Wansheng, this is time
On the sacred mountain, if you and I fight hard, the only ones who will benefit will be others. Do you really want others to reap the benefits?"
Xu Qian looked at the other party with fearful eyes and spoke in a cold voice.
"No, I'm not here for the Time Pond, I'm just here to kill you."
Jian Wansheng responded indifferently, without any fluctuation in his voice. The long sword wrapped in rags behind him was slowly pulled out. The long sword was dark and absorbed all light.
As the words fell, there was a "swish" sound, and Jian Wansheng slashed out with one sword. There was no fluctuation of vitality, and there was no sword light that could tear the world apart. It was just a dark sword shadow.
The air was torn apart, splitting instantly to both sides
Facing this sword shadow, Xu Qian's expression changed drastically. He did not dare to resist at all, and his figure suddenly fled forward.
"I want to run, I'm dreaming." Jian Wansheng's extremely cold voice sounded behind Xu Qian. Jian Wansheng chased after Xu Qian, while other people on the road dodged and did not dare to stop him.
The scenes on the nine roads of the Divine Mountain of Time are like pictures, emerging in the void.
Deep in the Time Divine Sect, on the top of a mountain cliff, a man with golden hair looked at the scene in front of him with a smile, a golden flame rising in his eyes.
"Haha, interesting, it seems that these people in the Southern Star Region are not all idlers."
The man chuckled, as if he had discovered something interesting.
"But after waiting for so many years, I finally got a spot in the Time Pool, but my ancestor sent me away. This made my decades of waiting come to nothing, and all my hard work was in vain."
The man spoke softly. Although his tone was gentle, a terrifying aura was slowly released, and there was a "creep" sound in the surrounding void, as if it was about to be crushed.
"How willing am I to accept this? Not only me, but also those two guys are like this. We all have enough points, but you are stepping in. Even if the ancestor agrees, it still depends on your ability in the end."
"If you can't pass our level, you won't even be able to see the face of the Time Pond."
As the words fell, this aura reached its peak and exploded instantly, like a golden divine sun.
In another valley, a woman in neon clothes danced gracefully, surrounded by flowers in bloom and countless spiritual birds soaring. This was not so much a valley as a garden.
The woman's figure is hazy, like a mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens falling into the mortal world.
"Lin Binglan, hee hee, Xingchen's true meaning, very good, I like it." The woman's ethereal voice sounded, and flowers bloomed all around her.
Under a waterfall, an upper body figure sat quietly on a rock, shrouded in countless water mist.
"boom"
A bright beam of divine light emerged, piercing the sky.
The next moment, the water waterfall rolled back, the space collapsed, and this figure suddenly appeared in the sky, wearing a black robe.
Countless black thunder flashes in his eyes, like a world of thunder
"Ancestor, this is the opponent you are going to choose for us." The man roared loudly, the sound shook in all directions, and the endless mountains trembled. Everyone could hear it clearly.
"Ancestor, I will let you know that I am the strongest in the Southern Star Territory"
The man was extremely domineering, as if he was the reincarnation of the God of Thunder. He took a step and disappeared from the spot.
In an unknown void, a figure shrouded in chaos seems to be independent of the world, jumping out of the three realms and not among the six realms.
This figure looked at the scene in front of him, and in his eyes were the life and death of time, birth, old age, illness and death, and the changes in the prehistoric times.
"Master, he is here"
One of the nine roads on the Holy Mountain of Time, the 10,000th step. At this time, there are more than a dozen people standing here, among them, Wang Shuang is one of them.
There is no life-and-death battle between them, and the number of stairs is countless. It is not worthwhile to fight for life and death now. If you want to fight, at least it must be at the last moment.
However, the first 10,000 steps were not that simple. As soon as Wang Shuang stepped on them, he felt a strong pressure coming from the steps, but to him, it was not serious.
As this pressure appeared, there was also a trace of inexplicable energy coming from the soles of his feet, entering his body, and being swallowed up by Wang Shuang's small world.
Of course, these energies are very small. If Wang Shuang hadn't had amazing intuition, he wouldn't even have noticed it.
"Dong" "Dong"
Wang Shuang stepped forward step by step. This pressure was like a breeze to him. Stepping on the bluestone steps, Wang Shuang seemed to hear the pulse of the earth, the breath of the earth, and the weight and vicissitudes of history.