It was obviously just an illusory mirage, but after Lin Yi entered it, he actually felt like he was in the abyss. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The mist around him was thick, the sand under his feet turned into a huge rock, and the air around him was no longer so dry, but became warm and moist, with a faint earthy fragrance, refreshing.

A towering peak, hazy in the clouds, at the foot of the mountain is full of people, all the people are looking up at the peak, looking up at the golden waterfall bubbling on the top of the peak.

As soon as Lin Yi entered the mirage, he retracted his whole body's breath and lowered his heart rhythm to the minimum, so that no one felt his approach. At this time, Lin Yi's physical state was like a cold stone, which could not attract anyone's attention at all.

Even the Blue Feather Immortal, who entered the mirage with Lin Yi, couldn't feel where Lin Yi was.

The lewd dragon was still hidden in the void, and it also followed closely behind Lin Yi and entered the mirage.

Its contact with Lin Yi is a secret transmission.

In the dangerous Phoenix Secret Realm, one more hidden strength will have one more guarantee for life.

Lin Yi's divine consciousness turned into a faint mist and shrouded towards the shadowy crowd, but unfortunately, he didn't find Liu Fengwu in the crowd.

"Where is this girl hiding?" Lin Yi said secretly in his heart.

Although Liu Fengwu was not found, Lin Yi saw Deng Naijun and Nangong Halberd.

Both of them were defeated under Lin Yi, but at this time, the two of them were arrogant in the crowd, with a proud face. Because in the previous climb, both of them had climbed the Four-Bladed Peak and obtained four drops of golden spiritual liquid each.

On this trip to the Phoenix Secret Book, the disciples sent by the Holy Land of the major sects were all elites among the elites, but when they climbed the Nine-Bladed Peak, there were only a handful of them who could climb to the Four Blades.

Most disciples could only climb one or two blades, and the reward for forming with them was one or two drops of golden spiritual liquid.

Nangong Ji and Deng Naijun were able to climb to the four-edged peak, which can be described as amazing.

However, at this time, there are still people climbing, and there are people falling.

On the misty peaks, there are a few lonely figures, some have just climbed to the first edge, some have just climbed to the second edge, and there are only a handful of figures between the three blades and the four edges.

However, at this time, there was a figure that was climbing between the three and four blades, and the figure disappeared from time to time between the clouds and mist.

At this time, more than 100 pairs of eyes were all looking at the lonely figure.

"Could that guy be Wu Ming from the Holy Land of Splashing Ink?" Deng Naijun said with a gloomy face.

"That's right. ”

Nangong Ji nodded.

"The strong man who came out of the Holy Land is really extraordinary. Deng Naijun said with an arrogant smile: "I actually climbed so high, but I don't know if he can successfully climb the four-edged peak." Even if you climb to the top of the Three-Bladed Peak, when you are less than a foot away from the Four-Bladed Peak, and suddenly fall, you will only get three drops of golden spiritual liquid. ”

The great monk Yukong beside the two of them suddenly interjected: "The two donors are dragons among people, and it is really gratifying to be able to climb to the four-edged peak and obtain four drops of spiritual liquid." I don't know the two donors, but what climbing experience do you have? It's good to tell the poor monk one or two?"

Deng Naijun and Nangong Ji looked at each other and smiled, and both of them secretly cursed "old fox" in their hearts.

Deng Naijun smiled at the great monk and said: "Master Yukong's Dharma is profound, hidden deeply, what is the matter with climbing a small nine-bladed peak? Maybe the master can easily climb to the nine-bladed peak." Haha, the source of the golden spiritual liquid is at the peak, and the master will definitely harvest a lot at that time. ”

Nangong Ji echoed: "Yes, master, Brother Nai Jun and I are optimistic about you, don't hesitate any longer, climb quickly." ”

Yukong clasped his hands together, said the Buddha's name, looked sanctimonious, and said lightly: "It's just Nine Blades Peak, the poor monk really doesn't look at it, the poor monk is waiting for someone." ”

Deng Naijun and Nangong Ji naturally knew who the great monk was waiting for.

If you want to talk about the entire cultivation realm of the Holy Martial Continent, the one who holds the most grudge is the Maitreya Sect. The great monks of the Maitreya sect are not greedy for money and are not lustful, but they attach great importance to their names.

Of course, a monk like Yu Chan who is inlaid with gold teeth and loves money is also an outlier in the Maitreya sect.

It is precisely because of the importance of fame that when the Thunder Island people competed, Yu Lin and Yu Chan were defeated by Lin Yi one after another, and were regarded as a great shame by the entire Maitreya Sect.

In addition, a few days ago, in the misty swamp, Yukong was defeated by Lin Yi's hands, and even the dantian law phase was swallowed by Lin Yi's law phase, which made Yukong hate Lin Yi even more.

Although he knew that he was not Lin Yi's opponent, Yukong was still extremely persistent, waiting for Lin Yi.

He felt that he might not be Lin Yi's opponent in a head-on battle, but once he climbed to the Nine Blades Peak, he had the means to deal with Lin Yi.

Climbing the ethereal Nine-Bladed Peak is like dancing on the tip of a knife, testing not only the monk's martial arts, but also the monk's endurance.

Because, once he began to climb the Nine-Bladed Peak, the monk could no longer absorb a trace of vitality from the outside world, and could only rely on the vitality in his own body to maintain his martial arts and body and climb upward.

All the monks who have the courage to climb are all profound sects, or elite disciples of the Holy Land, and many monks of small sects, even if they can successfully climb to the top of the blade, they must be thankful.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the crowd: "Look! Wu Ming has successfully climbed the Four-Bladed Peak!"

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Wu Ming, from the Holy Land of Splashing Ink, is the third monk to successfully climb the Four-Bladed Peak after Deng Naijun and Nangong Halberd.

Deng Naijun looked at Wu Ming's back, his eyelids jumping slightly.

On the peaks, Wu Ming's back is still upright, and he can't see the slightest tiredness and decadence. Deng Naijun secretly said in his heart: "Could it be that Wu Ming can really climb the five-edged edge?" ”

Nangong Ji's face instantly became gloomy, he naturally didn't want anyone to surpass him, even if that person was from the Four Great Holy Lands.

Lan Yuxian looked at Wu Ming's back, relieved.

Through her understanding of Wu Ming, she felt that it was only a matter of time before Wu Ming climbed to the five-edged edge, and if the holy son and saintess who came out of the four holy lands couldn't even climb the five-edged edge, wouldn't they be laughed out of their big teeth?

Her gaze shifted downwards and landed on a man in a snow-white scribe's shirt, with a tall figure and a jade tree facing the wind.

The man had just climbed the two-edged peak, and he was looking back triumphantly at the foot of the mountain.

The arrogant attitude of the man in white fell into the eyes of the blue feather fairy. Lan Yuxian shook his head boredly, and secretly said in his heart: "This arrogant guy is actually here, but I don't know how many blades he can climb." ”

The man in white was the first prince of the Great Xia royal family, Xia Lunjian. It's an arrogant guy with no one in his eyes.

Lan Yuxian had met him a few times, and Xia Lun's impression on her was not good at all.

However, as the first prince of Great Xia, Xia Lun still has some real skills.

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