Chapter 352: Cultivation Success!

"Boss, the owner of the hotel said that the conference started at the East Gate, and now all the participants have to go to the East Gate." Han Tianlong's voice sounded outside the door.

Have you started? Ou Peng put away the best basic soul pill, temporarily put aside the idea of improving the soul realm, got up and walked out. The three were already waiting at the door, and the entire hotel, almost only the four of them were left.

At this time, Xiao Er also hurriedly came over and urged vigorously, "Let's go, let's go, I'll miss the show in a while." He kept rubbing his hands, and the signature towel on his shoulder had long since been thrown aside.

Seeing Xiao Er's pleading, several people secretly felt funny. But I'm also curious about what the hell is going on. Several people walked out and followed the crowd to the east gate. At this time, the east gate was already crowded with people, and the wide city wall was crowded with people. Some of those who went late could only tilt their heads under the city walls and listen to the movement outside.

Seeing so many people, I can't help but have a headache, in addition to tens of thousands of participants, there are also many indigenous residents in the city, and the team has been lined up two or three miles away from the city gate. The shopkeeper spread his hands helplessly, "Look, it's late." The best part is that you can't see it. ”

"What is it that makes you so interested?" Han Tianlong asked helplessly, with so many inconsequential people crowded here, how can we let the contestants pass?

These spectators are at least ten times more than the participants.

"You're contestants, you have medals on your chests, just squeeze forward." The shopkeeper said with a look of disdain. He can't get by, but it doesn't mean that Ou Peng and others can't get by. Especially the medal on Ou Peng's chest is still golden.

Gold is a symbol of privilege, and anyone who dares to block the path of the Golden Medal is tantamount to violating the laws of the cultivation city.

With the golden medal, the road was unimpeded, and soon went up the city wall and came to the position with the most open vision. The shopkeeper also followed the light and came to the front of the audience.

There are more than 30 gold medals in the contestants, and the front position is basically occupied by these gold medals. Because he killed the people of the Black Blood Gang at the door, Ou Peng's reputation was booming, and everyone saw him coming over and gave way. Soon, they came to the city wall.

"Look, it's him, one person who killed more than a dozen people from the Black Blood Gang, and killed the people who were at the peak of the Returning Sect Period!"

"It's him, I didn't expect him to be so white and have such skills. It's really unseemly. ”

"But isn't it, you look at his elegant and free temperament, it is extraordinary at first glance. The people of the Black Blood Gang are blind, and they deserve to die if they provoke this kind of person. ”

Everyone talked about it, and they all maintained a sense of awe for Ou Peng. I don't know who suddenly said, "What do you think, how does he compare with the third son?" ”

"Three sons! Although he is very good, there is still a little gap between him and the third son. After all, the third son has been famous for a long time and has won the hearts of everyone in the inner door. If this person wants to become famous in one fell swoop, I'm afraid it's not enough, and look at the performance of this inner door conference. ”

Soon, everyone compared Ou Peng and the third prince together. Ou Peng didn't pay attention to these discussions, he came here just to improve his strength and get a reward from the Inner Gate Conference. As for fame or something, he didn't care.

However, some people cared very much, and when they saw him coming, the people around him with gold medals and even red medals cast jealous glances. If the gaze can kill, Ou Peng is afraid that he will already be in a thousand holes.

Suddenly, a fierce gaze was cast from the crowd, with a strong hatred. Ou Peng raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly looked at it with his heavenly eyes, only to see that the source of his gaze was a young man in white. It was the disciple of the Divine Sword Sect who had a conflict in Fang City.

"Jumping clown." Ou Peng withdrew his gaze and ignored him. A sword cultivator at the beginning of the distraction period, he didn't pay any attention to it. If the other party is looking for death, he doesn't mind giving him a ride.

Jiang Yifan looked at Ou Peng with resentment, and said to the man holding the autumn-colored sword beside him, "Senior Brother Gongsun, this is the person. Not only was he extremely arrogant, but he also said that the Divine Sword Sect and the Sword Sect were worthless, saying that even if the genius of the Sword Sect was nothing more than garbage in his eyes. ”

When everyone in the Sword Sect heard this, their brows were raised, and the only female disciple grabbed the hilt of the sword, "This son is so arrogant, let me clean him up!" "Although Ou Peng is a golden medal, the female disciple is also a golden medal, and it has reached one hundred and fifty points, and her talent and strength are second only to Gongsun Yan.

Gongsun stubbornly pressed his hand and said, "Senior Sister Tianjiao, the lesson is not now. He was not a reckless person, and his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes swept over Ou Peng. soon discovered Ou Peng's free and easy temperament.

Such a free and easy person, even if he is arrogant, he will not speak ill of people behind his back, it must be Jiang Yifan who has suffered a loss and wants to take revenge on this person by my hand.

Although the Divine Sword Sect is a vassal of the Sword Sect, it does not represent the affairs of the Divine Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect must come out. Especially at a time like this, it is very irrational to offend an unfamiliar golden medal.

The people of the Phoenix Gate are eyeing each other, and he must keep his hole cards as much as possible, otherwise he will become very passive.

"Senior Brother Jiang, if I meet this person in the competition, I will teach him a lesson." Gongsun said lightly. After all, the relationship between the Divine Sword Sect and the Sword Sect is good, and Gongsun Yan knows that Jiang Yifan's uncle is the leader of the Sword Sect this time, and it is not good for him to directly refuse the other party.

How could Jiang Yifan not see that Gongsun was stubbornly perfunctory, gritted his teeth, and said, "Senior Brother Gongsun, this person has robbed me of my things, and I must take them back." If Senior Brother Gongsun is willing to help me, I am willing to give Senior Brother five seven-rank attack talismans and five seven-rank auxiliary talismans. The rest of the brothers and sisters also have one each, what do you think? ”

With his strength, he naturally couldn't refine the seven-rank rune, but his master could. When he came out this time, he brought a lot of seven-grade talismans with him.

The Sword Sect did not have a monk, and when all the disciples heard the seven-grade talisman, their eyes immediately lit up. The seven-grade attack charm is no less than the martial arts of the upper grade of the ground level. Even as a genius disciple of the Sword Sect, he did not learn the martial arts of the upper grade.

The most important thing is the seven-rank auxiliary talisman, which can instantly increase one's combat power. The talisman has a fatal allure for the warrior.

Gongsun Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Yifan, "Are you sure?" "What is it that makes him pay such a big price?

He guessed that Ou Peng must have something very important on him that attracted Jiang Yifan. But he didn't care about that, it was something Fang Shi needed, and it was useless for him to ask for it. The most important thing is the ten seven-rank runes, even he can't refuse.

"No, give each brother two first, and then pay off the rest together after you get the treasure." Jiang Yifan flipped through his hand casually and took out two seven-rank ice talismans and two seven-rank cohesion talismans.

Seeing the four talismans, Gongsun Yan no longer hesitated, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Jiang, don't worry, I guarantee that he won't be able to climb the mountain." "The first hurdle of the conference is mountain climbing.

Ou Peng stood at the head of the city, looking at the jungle in the distance, not knowing that he had been remembered. However, at this moment, a young man dressed in white came to Ou Peng, "Did you kill Hei Troll?" There was a bit of provocation in his eyes. On his chest, there is also a golden medal.

"That's right." Ou Peng glanced at him and nodded.

"Do you know that Hei Trolling is my opponent, and his life is mine." The man in white said lightly.

"I don't know." Ou Peng Road.

The man in white raised his eyebrows, a little angry, "Since you took his life, then give me your life." His voice was still very flat, as if it was a very easy task to take Ou Peng's life.

"Oh? Right now? Over here? Ou Peng asked lightly. The other party is just a late stage of the distraction period, and it is a little worse than Hei Troll.

"Haha—it's crazy enough. Here and now, dare? The man in white jumped and jumped directly from the thirty-zhang high city tower.

In the cultivation city, the two golden medals cannot be fought, otherwise they will be besieged and killed by the city protection sect. However, out of the city walls, no one can take care of it. The boy in white was even more anxious than Ou Peng, and jumped directly from the city in front of tens of thousands of people.

Standing under the city wall, his momentum skyrocketed to the peak, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were attracted to him.

Ou Peng naturally would not refuse the challenge, and jumped down lightly at the moment.

"It's the Blue Fire Priest!" People in the distance shouted one after another.

"Who is he against? It looks a little raw. In the late stage of a distraction period, he dared to provoke the Blue Fire Fangshi, which was simply looking for death. Didn't he know that the Blue Fire Fang Priest could even kill the peak powerhouses of the Returning Sect Period? ”

The people near the Sword Sect were excited, and before the climax came, a good show was staged in advance.

"Kill the pinnacle of the Returning Sect Period? Could it be that he is the legendary person in the city these days? Gongsun Naic's eyelids jumped, and his face quickly sank.

He didn't fully believe that Ou Peng would be able to kill the peak powerhouse of the Returning Sect Period, after all, with his strength, it would not be easy to do this. Even if there was this, he believed that Ou Peng also relied on some kind of external force.

Even so, it shows that he has the means to kill the peak of the Returning Sect Period. Gongsun Yan glanced at Jiang Yifan and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Jiang, this person can even kill the peak powerhouse of the Returning Sect Period, you let me kill him?" Give it back to you. With a stroke of his wrist, he threw back the four seven-rank talismans.

Jiang Yifan didn't know that Ou Peng was so strong, silently looking under the city wall.

He didn't believe that the rumors were true, and he was not in a hurry to beg Gongsun at this time. Looking at the two people under the city, he was ready to go down to the city. As long as Ou Peng is defeated, he will jump down to take the Dan furnace and collect the fire! The seven-grade talisman can be saved, but that's not good.

"It's Bai Jing! I heard that he and Hei Trolling are rivals, how could they ...... "Some people can't figure it out, Ou Peng killed his rival, not only did he not thank him, but he wanted to kill Ou Peng!"

At this time, Bai Jing was full of pride, burst into a loud shout, took out a silver spear, and pointed at Ou Peng, "Come on, use your strongest move." Wait until I make a move, and you won't stand a chance! ”

PS: The computer crashed, the blue screen was eight times, and it was only updated until now, sorry sorry. I don't know why Che Yijie's friend quit the group, you are an old reader of old wine!