Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Fight Begins
After sighing, after seeing the image, there was no other information, Leng Jiuhan secretly thought in his heart: "It seems that the master and his old man, in addition to cultivation, have not dabbled in other things such as formations, pills, etc., otherwise there should not be no information left at all." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”
"I just don't know where the master and his old man hid the Excalibur, why didn't he leave any information at all!"
After seeing the power of the Divine Sword, it would be a lie to say that he had no idea about the Divine Sword, but the Heavenly Demon Ancestor didn't know what the purpose was, and he didn't leave any information about the Divine Sword, which made him helpless.
He couldn't figure it out, then opened his eyes, looked at Mu Yanruo, who was sitting outside the formation, staring at him without blinking, and asked, "Yanruo, how long have I been in retreat?" ”
"Twenty-eight days, tomorrow will be the day of the fight. If you don't leave the customs again, I'm ready to forcibly wake you up. Seeing that Leng Jiuhan opened his eyes, Mu Yanruo withdrew the formation casually, looked at him and smiled slightly.
"I can't believe that such a long time has passed!" Leng Jiuhan heard this: Shocked in his heart, he smacked his tongue and said.
He didn't expect it, he just read some of the information left by his master Heavenly Demon Ancestor, and by the way, he just felt it, and twenty-eight days passed in the blink of an eye.
But then, he looked relieved, because he remembered that in his first retreat, he had been in retreat for six years! This twenty-eight days, compared to the last time, can only be regarded as a small house and a big house.
"It seems that the monk has not been in retreat for many years, and this sentence is not bad at all."
"By the way, have you gained anything from this retreat? Have confidence in the battles you will face next. Seeing Leng Jiuhan's relieved expression, Mu Yanruo knew that he had figured out the joints, and asked with a slight smile.
"Although my current True Yuan Power has not increased at any point compared to the peak of the previous foundation building period, I have a feeling that my combat strength has increased by at least two times."
"It's just how much it has improved, and it will take actual combat to draw conclusions, but now if I face a monk in the Jindan period, if the other party doesn't have a particularly anti-heaven magic weapon, I have the confidence to kill him easily." Leng Jiuhan heard this: After thinking about it for a while, he said confidently.
"In this way, I am relieved."
Hearing that Leng Jiuhan could easily kill the Jindan stage cultivator, Mu Yanruo was completely relieved.
She didn't think that Leng Jiuhan was bragging, because when Leng Jiuhan didn't comprehend the cultivation experience left by the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, he had already killed a female cultivator at the peak of the Golden Pill Stage in Xianyang City, not to mention that he had now comprehended the experience left by the Heavenly Demon Ancestor.
Early the next morning, before the sky was completely bright, Leng Jiuhan and Mu Yanruo came to the fighting ring in the center of the city early.
They thought they had come very early, but after they arrived, they found that it was already crowded with people, and it was very lively.
And among so many monks, the foundation building monks actually occupy a very large proportion. With the cultivation of the Soaring Stage, if Mu Yan didn't use his divine sense to sweep it, he would find that there were at least three thousand foundation-building monks under the ring.
"It seems that most of these people were brought into the competition by middle-aged and elders! It seems that the temptation of the Ascension Period, or even the Heavenly Immortal Period, is really not ordinary! Looking at the situation in front of him, Mu Yanruo secretly thought in his heart.
"Jiuhan, we must remember what we discussed last night, and we can't do it." Seeing so many participating monks, Mu Yanruo frowned slightly, and said to Leng Jiuhan with some unease.
She didn't expect that so many people would come to participate, and if the mixed elimination system was adopted at the beginning of the fight, it was very likely that an unpredictable situation would happen.
"Yan Ruo, don't worry, I won't do it. I promised you what I promised, and I will do it. "He doesn't have Mu Yanruo's cultivation in the ascending stage, and he can see through the three thousand foundation-building monks under the ring just by his eyesight. Wen Yan: I thought that Mu Yan was afraid that he would make a mistake during the competition, so he replied solemnly.
Time passed slowly in waiting, and when the sun was fully rising, dozens of people suddenly flew above the ring. Soon, these people slowly landed in the ring.
Leng Jiuhan looked at the dozens of people who had just fallen in the ring, and his pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was even more murderous.
It turned out that he found Zhao Lili's figure in that group of people, she was carried over by a beautiful female cultivator who looked to be only in her twenties.
Although she hadn't seen Zhao Lili for six years, she had grown up, and although she was wearing a veil at this time, her eyes were still recognized by Leng Jiuhan at a glance.
And at this time, Leng Jiuhan saw a look full of despair in Zhao Lili's eyes. This made the murderous machine in his heart rise to the top
But he didn't dare to reveal the slightest killing intention, because he knew that there must be many people in the ring who were not something he could provoke now, as long as he dared to leak a little killing intention, it was very likely that those people would find out and be killed on the spot.
At the same time that Leng Jiuhan's heart was murderous, the monks under the ring also exchanged their heads and discussed.
At this time, Leng Jiuhan heard that the two monks not far from him discussed: "That woman wearing a veil is the holy daughter of Xianyin Palace, I didn't expect Xianyin Palace to bring her over this time." Could it be that Xianyin Palace wants to wait for the competition to end, and let the winner take her away? ”
"It's not clear, but let's take a look, anyway, we don't participate in the fight, and it's fun to see it."
"This is also the case, but depending on the situation, the top ten sects of our wood continent have all sent disciples to participate in this competition, and I don't know who will hold the beauty when the time comes."
"It's not the top ten sects, it should be the nine major sects, after all, the Xianyin Palace is full of female cultivators, and this time it's their holy daughter recruiting sons-in-law, so the Xianyin Palace can't be counted."
"That's right, but it doesn't matter how many major sects he has, anyway, we're here to see the fun."
"I hope they won't be too disappointed when they try their skills."
Looking at the monks who kept talking under the ring, the people in the ring frowned.
At this time, I saw the female cultivator who was holding Zhao Lili, stepped forward, and lightly opened her lips below: "Everyone who comes to participate in the fighting method to recruit sons-in-law and build foundation monks, please all stand above the ring, and the knockout match will start immediately." The nun's voice was not loud, but her voice was clear to the ears of everyone present.
As her voice reached the ears of those present, the sound of discussion stopped abruptly.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a famous Zhuji monk, and they jumped into the ring one after another. In the blink of an eye, there were nearly 3,000 more people in the ring, but fortunately, the ring was big enough, and after the 3,000 people went up, it still looked very empty.
"Yanruo, I'm going up." Seeing that the others jumped into the ring one after another, Leng Jiuhan said to Mu Yanruo beside him.
"Stay safe." Mu Yanruo heard this: said with concern.
"I will." As soon as the words fell, Leng Jiuhan was also like other foundation building cultivators, jumped and landed on the ring.
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