Three hundred and thirteen, the lord of the mountain
Recommended reading: ? Ye Xiu? Senior Brother is really joking! Senior Brother is very strong, if Ye Xiu can obtain such strength, then the disciples of the sects in the world will be embarrassed. www.biquge.info The corners of Murong Sang's eyes twitched violently, and between the ups and downs of his body, violent sound waves shot out from his body, and the momentum was already extremely strong in an instant.
The sword light rose and fell, and an aura that surpassed Yu Chiba appeared from his body, a sword was horizontal, and thousands of mountains overlapped, rushing to the top of Lu Chen's head.
Lu Chen's expression was indifferent, the strength of the person in front of him was not trivial, once he advanced to the late stage of Yun Ling, he would definitely surpass Gong Yu Shocking God, even a cultivator like Shen Xingzhou might not be his opponent, at least they were all Mo Xingyu's first-level existence! The slight differences in the former realm could make the strength of the latter realm change dramatically.
Lu Chen knew that this Cloud Climbing Sect must be extraordinary.
Even if Lu Chen's own strength is far superior to this person, he doesn't have a slight interest in this person, he just hasn't improved his strength now, once he improves, he is definitely a top-notch existence.
At this moment, Lu Chen's expression moved slightly, facing the sword light that shot out from the other party's body, he didn't retreat or dodge, he pushed forward with one palm, and the surging power blasted out from between his palms, and a moment later, the sword light that Murong Sang shot over was shattered.
Murong Sang's facial muscles twitched a few times, and there was more shock in his eyes.
Seeing that Lu Chen rushed in one step again, the sword blade in his palm was like a huge door panel, horizontal in front of him!
When a loud bang broke out, Murong Sang was hit by Lu Chen's fist force, and his footsteps floated, and he quickly retreated behind with a whoosh.
Lu Chen smiled indifferently and rushed forward again.
When Murong Sang was about to use the sword light to bombard it again, he found that his two arms were filled with heavy lead, not to mention sour and numb, they were still very heavy, how could he lift them? ”
Fearing that Lu Chen would rush up again, Murong Sang's body shook, and he quickly retreated, and said in a loud voice: "Senior brother's strength is amazing, Murong will retire for the time being, and fight again in the future!" With a whoosh, he had already retreated from the platform.
Lu Chen was not surprised at all, just watched the other party retreat, his body turned, and he pushed on the door of the cave with one hand, followed by a pinprick-like feeling. Lu Chen's face was surprised, and he saw that a blood spot had appeared on his finger, and when his mind went up and down, the cave in front of him was already in a panoramic state, and it was fed back into his mind.
Lu Chen smiled and said, "It turned out that he took a drop of my blood and automatically refined this cave!"
Lu Chen's footsteps shook slightly, and he walked in in a flash.
-- The area of the cave is not very large, but it is definitely not small, in the middle of the courtyard, no less than three zhang square, a few spirit plants side by side, blooming with an extraordinary spiritual breath rhyme, so that the spirit spirit here is no less than several times stronger than the outside, but also a spirit grass and spirit flowers, dotted among them, and there is a sense of purple and red, beautiful charm.
Lu Chen nodded with satisfaction: "It's really good, it's more than enough to use it as a cave mansion to break through the Ning Dan and become an inner disciple." His eyes turned again, and a series of functional stone rooms appeared in front of him.
Lu Chen walked around a few times and was even more satisfied. He didn't start cultivating in a hurry, but sat down on a stone bench surrounded by several spirit plants.
The time limit that Yan Zhendong said is not long, and the wait will come.
When the time was approaching, Lu Chen walked out of the cave. The spiritual sense shook slightly, and the door of the cave closed automatically.
At the same time, other cultivators walked out of the cave one after another, and a group of cultivators shook the sky and went straight to the top of Xuanwu Mountain. The roaring waves and vibrations and the wanton flying spirit indicated the vitality revealed in this group of cultivators who had entered the Aragami Sect.
Lu Chen mixed in the crowd, and he clearly felt several gazes falling on him, one of which was Murong Sang, and the other one, which remained unchanged for eternity, was Shen Xingzhou's hateful gaze, and the other two were the strong hostility on the faces of Dai Laosan and Ma Xiaowu, for the meaning in the eyes of these cultivators, friendly, naturally with a friendly gaze, maliciously, naturally glared back unceremoniously.
Just like that, a group of cultivators landed on the top of Xuanwu Mountain!
At this moment, the top of Xuanwu Mountain had already arrived first, and the same group of cultivators, a group of people gathered together, and their eyes fell on the majestic palace in front of them.
This palace is dominated by blue and blue colors, with a few scattered dots and other colors, making it full of a different artistic conception. Above the gate of the palace, there is a huge plaque, which is the word Xuanwu. The vicissitudes of life, rushing to the face, are just two extremely simple words, as if they contain some kind of strange artistic conception, which makes all the cultivators yearn for it.
And next to this palace, there are a group of other smaller palaces, such as the Zongwu Hall, the Dharma Hall, and the Gongwu Hall, etc. Each one is also filled with a different kind of atmosphere, but compared with the Xuanwu Palace, the aura is not half a star.
At this moment, the gate of the Xuanwu Hall suddenly opened, and Yan Zhendong walked out of it with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "Our mountain master of Xuanwu Mountain is already waiting for you inside-please." ”
The mountain master of Xuanwu Mountain is the leader of this outer gate area, and in this area of Xuanwu Mountain, he is the rightful person in charge.
The undeserved expressions on the faces of all the cultivators had all disappeared. In the face of the mountain owner of Xuanwu Mountain, there must be enough attitude. Except for a few cultivators among them, who can steadily enter the inner gate, most of the others still have to stay in Xuanwu Mountain after all, and they have to deal with the mountain master, and even more importantly, the master of a mountain is also a powerhouse in the secret realm!
Cultivation is strength, it is not trivial, if you can win the favor of the mountain lord and be accepted by the mountain master, the future cultivation road is not trivial. With one thought or another in their hearts, the cultivators slowly walked into the main hall like this.
And at the end of the main hall, stood a throne several feet high. On the throne, a middle-aged man in a purple robe, sitting on it with great momentum, his majestic bearing, presented from his body, obviously sitting motionless, but like an unclimbable mountain, horizontal in front of everyone, making everyone yearn for it, and couldn't help but have some more humble hearts in their hearts, even the proudest cultivators, at this time, their posture has been lowered-
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