Hula!

The disciples surrounded Deng Jiuling and moved forward.

Everywhere I went, I sang like the wind and clouds, singing all the way.

The Fourth Peak!

The fifth peak, clear the customs!

The Sixth Peak!

Until the time they stepped into the seventh mountain, all the disciples were dreaming.

"Senior brother, you hit me. ”

Syllable!

"Ouch, it hurts, brother, can't you lighten it?"

"I'm Cao, you asked me to fight!"

"Shhh...... It wasn't a dream!"

"Haha, what the hell am I ...... Step into the seventh mountain!"

There was a commotion among the disciples, and they were extremely excited.

Cool!

These disciples with mediocre qualifications, no family background, and in the Dalin Temple, they are regarded as rubbish.

At this moment, they have transformed into Tianjiao!

Although most of the spiritual power of each mountain was directly devoured by Deng Jiuling.

But those remnants of spiritual power are also imperceptibly, constantly strengthening the spiritual strength of everyone.

Among them, Ling Fox Qun can keenly discover that his spiritual power has been turned upside down.

"Maybe at the time of the fourth peak, Lao Tzu was just a salted fish. ”

"But in this seventh mountain, even if Lao Tzu is not Tianjiao, he is not a sling!"

Refreshing!

Although he recognized Deng Jiuling, this feeling of rebirth made Ling Fox very happy.

Ling Fox Group knew very well that this was just the seventh peak, and it could make such a change.

When it reaches the mountain peak in the rear, it must be very against the sky, and it can greatly increase the strength.

"You rest again for a while, and when I split the eighth peak, you are coming. ”

"Yes, senior brother!"

Wow!

Deng Jiuling held the Dragon Sword in his hand, one person and one sword, and quickly stepped into the eighth mountain.

"Childe. ”

"Comrade Lei Feng. ”

The two delicate bodies rolled up the fragrant wind and threw themselves into Deng Jiuling's arms at the same time.

"Miss Yue'er, Lan Jian, you ......" Deng Jiuling's face was black.

"Lei Feng, I've been looking for you for a long time, and you're still avoiding me, hum!" Eldest Sun Yue'er was a little angry.

Since the beginning of the seventy-two mountains, Guanyin Nu and Deng Jiuling have had a one-night relationship.

Counting this time, Guanyin Nu was saved by Deng Jiuling three times in a row.

In Guanyinnu's heart, he has always been in YY, and he guesses that Deng Jiuling is very handsome.

Now that he saw it, Guanyin Nu was pleasantly surprised to find that the image of Deng Jiuling, and the image of the male god in his dream, were even more perfect.

"Miss Yue'er, those two miscellaneous pieces have been killed by me three times in a row, you don't have to worry. ”

Deng Jiuling didn't think much about it, patted the fragrant shoulder of the eldest grandson Yue'er, and said comfortingly.

"Blue Sword, are you alright?"

After speaking, Deng Jiuling turned around and looked at the blue sword.

"Childe, I'm fine. ”

Lan Jian nodded, full of affection.

"Gong ...... Childe?"

Airplanes!

Hearing this, the eldest grandson Yue'er's delicate body trembled, and she said in shock: "You...... You're Xiao Jiu!"

"Yes. Deng Jiuling nodded, and did not deny it.

Anyway, this is the Book Mountain, and when you go back, the memory will be forgotten.

Deng Jiuling is telling the truth here, and it's nothing.

However, what Deng Jiuling didn't know was that as soon as he heard this, the face of the eldest grandson Yue'er turned white in an instant.

"I ...... It's actually Xiao Jiu's woman?"

"Xiao Jiu killed my third brother, I ...... How so!"

"It turned out to be Xiao Jiu, who saved me three times?"

The eldest grandson Yue'er looked at Deng Jiuling blankly, and her heart was mixed.

Such a result, even if the eldest grandson Yue'er is killed, it is a little unacceptable.

But this is true!

And the eldest grandson Yue'er also knew that Deng Jiuling didn't know what happened that night.

At that time, in the Ninth Mountain Hot Spring, Deng Jiuling was drunk, what could he know?

Why is this happening?

Bad fate!

At this moment, the eldest grandson Yue'er suddenly felt that this world was really full of ridicule.

The eldest grandson Yue'er has been planning all along, finding a time to return to the Seventy-two Mountains and kill Deng Jiuling.

But unexpectedly......

Deng Jiuling is actually her man!

Sky!

The only thing that makes the eldest grandson Yue'er happy is that once she leaves Shushan, she will forget everything.

"Miss Yue'er, are you ...... What's wrong?" Deng Jiuling's puzzled voice came with the wind.

Deng Jiuling naturally knew that the eldest grandson Yue'er was a girl in a green skirt.

But until now, Deng Jiuling didn't know that the girl in the green dress was once the hall master of the second mountain.

Although the eldest grandson Yue'er once said his identity.

But Deng Jiuling didn't believe it.

After all, in the legend, the second hall is a subjective sound slave, and the reputation is not very good.

Nonsense!

The hall master who is with the smiling tiger and the lonely remnant, how good can this reputation be?

However, Deng Jiuling really didn't know what the eldest grandson Yue'er was thinking in his heart at the moment.

"Senior Sister Yue'er, are you a little uncomfortable?" Lan Jian asked curiously.

"Senior sister, I'...... It's okay, let me be quiet. ”

The eldest grandson Yue'er showed a wry smile and deliberately slowed down.

"Childe, Senior Sister Yue'er is good, take her. ”

Lan Jian suddenly lowered his voice and said playfully.

Poof!

Hearing this, Deng Jiuling's face was black: "Blue Sword, why are you going around telling me about matchmaking?"

"Childe, if you accept the slave's words, I won't tell you the matchmaker. ”

Lan Jianqiao's face flushed, and she said boldly.

Deng Jiuling: "......"

Well, let's not delve into this question.

Deng Jiuling shook his head, turned into an afterimage, and floated away.

Lan Jian wanted to comfort the eldest grandson Yue'er, and deliberately slowed down.

Deng Jiuling overcame all the obstacles all the way and began to open the way for everyone.

……

The ninth mountain, the top of the mountain!

Zhao Haoran, the elder brother of the outer gate, stood tall in the wind, and the tiger's eyes were full of eyes.

It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance!

What is Invincible?

What is the excellence?

Zhao Haoran opened his arms and closed his eyes, enjoying this invincible loneliness.

The sea is at the end of the day!

I am the peak of the mountain!

At this moment, Zhao Haoran suddenly felt that his twenty years of hard training were worth it!

When he was very young, Zhao Haoran thought that he was a waste material.

But Zhao Haoran is not convinced!

Zhao Haoran practiced silently, and after practicing martial arts during the day, he would practice martial arts by himself when he went home.

For twenty-four hours, Zhao Haoran only slept four hours a day!

For the other twenty hours, in addition to eating and sleeping, Zhao Haoran was practicing martial arts!

If you don't have enough talent, you will have time to make it!

Twenty years of hard training have created Zhao Haoran's Dao heart, which is as strong as a rock.

No matter any setbacks, no matter what tribulations, Zhao Haoran is not afraid!

Three years ago, when Zhao Haoran entered, he would never forget Luda's arrogant face.

At that time, Ruda's snort, Ruda was surrounded by stars, and Luda was surrounded by beautiful sisters......

Even Zhao Haoran's beloved young lady is surrounded by Luda!

From that moment on, Zhao Haoran was envious of Luda and eager to become a celestial pride!

When Jiang Lao, the hall master of Zhengyitang, clearly told Zhao Haoran that he was a celestial pride.

Zhao Haoran will never forget how excited he was at that time.

Although the hall master also said that his physique is very special, he is a late bloomer, and he will encounter setbacks in the future.

But Zhao Haoran, don't be afraid!

It's gold, and it will shine after all!

After three years of hard training, under the guidance of the hall master, Zhao Haoran rose rapidly.

Even the elders of the other halls were full of praise when they mentioned Zhao Haoran's name.

In recent years, there have actually been many disciples who have cultivated hard.

But there are really not many hardworking disciples who can be like a day for twenty years, not arrogant or impatient, and cultivate twenty hours a day.

Everyone knows that today's Zhao Haoran is finally a late bloomer and will bloom like the sun!

Everyone is optimistic about Zhao Haoran and knows that he can become the first place in this competition!

"This book mountain will be my legend, the beginning of the first step!"

Roar!

Zhao Haoran looked up to the sky and roared, and his tiger eyes were full of contempt and pride.

Ruda, what is it?

Scum!

Three years ago, maybe you Ruda was awesome!

But three years later, I, Zhao Haoran, am the king!

Even, even the double pride of the Western Regions stopped at the seventh mountain!

I, Zhao Haoran, have stepped into the ninth mountain!

"The nine peaks of the first layer have all been trampled under my feet by Zhao Haoran!"

"Next, I'm going to hit the mountain of the second layer!"

Roar!

After resting for a while, with contempt and pride, Zhao Haoran held a heavy sword in his hand and launched a charge against the second layer!

To be able to step into the first layer of the ninth mountain, this has already made history!

But Zhao Haoran is not satisfied!

Zhao Haoran knows very well that there are many layers in the book mountain!

If Zhao Haoran can step into the second layer, then his talent will definitely shock the real Dalin Temple!

Zhao Haoran saw the classics, and his current achievements have been the most awesome and brilliant since the end of the Qing Dynasty.

But Zhao Haoran is very strong, he not only wants to become a century-old Tianjiao, he also wants to be more awesome!

"In the thousand-year history of my Dalin Temple, there have been predecessors who have stepped into the second layer. ”

"I, Zhao Haoran, am the eternal Tianjiao, that senior can, and I Zhao Haoran can do it too!"

Roar!

Zhao Haoran gritted his teeth and rushed madly towards the second layer of the first mountain.

Once, twice, three times!

Zhao Haoran reunited again and again, and was injured again and again.

But he didn't give up!

Never! No! Defeat!

However!

Bang!

The next moment, Zhao Haoran was seriously injured and knelt on the ground, completely losing his strength.

Although he is not dead, Rao is like this, Zhao Haoran is still the same, and his forehead is full of cold sweat.

Even broke through the nine-story mountain peak in one breath, and Zhao Haoran did not die once.

But in this second layer of the first peak, Zhao Haoran died twice in a row!

Before Zhao Haoran stepped into the Book Mountain, his hall master gave him a special talisman.

Relying on this talisman seal, Zhao Haoran can be resurrected on the spot every time he dies!

And don't need to start over from the safe zone.

Can...... Even so, after Zhao Haoran was resurrected for the third time, he was seriously injured in an instant!

It's horrible!

Pantuo sat in place and spit out, Zhao Haoran suddenly understood that this second layer of the first mountain peak could not be broken by himself at all.

However, at this moment, in the rear, there was a slight sound of footsteps.

Turning around, Zhao Haoran was stunned.

Between heaven and earth, a young man in white, chic and dignified, with a graceful demeanor, came with a negative hand.

This young man wears half a golden mask, and he is unusually handsome and sunny.

His eyes were cold, step by step, slowly walking towards the first peak of the second layer.

The speed of the young man was not fast, but in a few ups and downs, he appeared in front of Zhao Haoran......