Chapter Seventy-Three: Ten Thousand Mountains
As soon as the figure in the mind of the white-clothed person in the True Realm appeared, he was pressed down by another question, and he wondered: "But hasn't that person broken through the Six Profound Realms yet?" And this person has already stepped into the Twin Heaven of Tranquility for some time! Although he knew very well that that person must be incomparably talented, and he was indeed a rare demon in ancient and modern times, but to say that he had not only broken through the bottleneck of the Six Profound Realms after only ten days of not seeing him, but also completed the first heaven of Ning Zhen in one breath and entered the second heaven of Ning Zhen, he resolutely did not believe it.
"Hah...... That person's Six Profound Realm Dacheng was completed in less than half a year! The person in the purple-clothed Condensation Realm didn't refute, but just shook his head and said a shocking feat left by the person in the mouth of the two of them.
"This ......" The expression of the white-clothed person in the True Realm couldn't help but stagnate, and then he shook his head with a wry smile, and then stopped speaking, obviously acquiescing to the speculation of the person in the purple-clothed True Realm. At this time, Yao Daojue's body suddenly moved at the same time as the voices of the two people in the True Realm fell, and instantly turned into an illusory dragon shadow, disappearing in front of everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.
"It's really this person!"
The eyes of the white-clothed person in the True Realm bulged, Huo Di stood up, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Although he was persuaded by his fellow Daoists in the Purple Yi Ning True Realm, he still had some doubts after all, and not long after the doubts in his heart arose, he saw Yao Daojue's fame and fame unfolding in front of him.
"Hahahaha......" Unlike the people in the white-clothed Condensation Realm, the people in the purple-clothed Condensation Realm suddenly laughed, and their mood seemed to be very comfortable, and at the foot of their feet, the person had already chased Yao Daojue in the direction where he left. While rushing, he said loudly: "Since this person has returned, I am afraid that the front of the Ten Thousand Dao Gate is really going to be lively, and Qin Mou will take the first step......"
"Huh?" The person in the white-clothed Condensing True Realm was stunned for a moment, and then he was also busy using light skills to chase after him, saying: "Brother Qin, wait for Hua to take a certain step, ......" As he spoke, the two figures, one white and one purple, had turned into two blurred black dots in an instant, and they ran out of a distance of more than 100 zhang in a blink of an eye.
Crash!
Immediately afterwards, the other martial arts people finally came back to their senses one by one, and they also used their light skills to chase after them. For a while, the entire vicinity of Guiru was like a toad's nest that had been stabbed open, and countless people jumped like flies at once.
Half an hour later, Yao Daojue finally appeared at the foot of Wanren Mountain. Wanren Mountain is very large and very high, not as Yao Daojue imagined before, so the peaks of the earth are as steep as blades, shaped like cold fronts, like a large mountain range composed of countless giant mountains like blades. Rather, it is a huge mountain that towers into the sky and stands on the walls.
This edge has a peculiar shape, with three sides, two of which are smooth and cut, extremely wide and long, and the third side has canine teeth like a saw blade. At first glance, it looks like a giant blade inserting into the sky, cutting through the sky and breaking through the clouds, and the momentum is boundless and extremely amazing. At that time, when Yao Daojue saw this mountain peak for the first time, he was really shocked, causing the disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect who were bound to die because of his pursuit to escape a way out. And the handle of this giant heavenly sword is the location of the Ten Thousand Knife Gate.
To be honest, Yao Daojue didn't understand how such a peculiar geographical location could be occupied by a little-known small sect like Wandaomen.
At the same time, just when he arrived at the foot of Wanren Mountain, where Wandaomen was located, there was also a topic about Yao Daojue at this time. It's just that the person who stirred up the topic was not a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, but one of the nearly a hundred people who were hung on a pillar in front of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate. These people who were hung on the pillars were the dozens of martial arts people who had recently intercepted the demon army who had joined the Guiru, and those others who had been innocent just after entering the Guiru.
Hearing only one of them, he said hoarsely: "Brother Zhang, why do you say that Brother Yao hasn't shown up yet?" Isn't it really as the people of Wandaomen said, and they don't dare to show up at all? ”
This person's clothes have long been tattered, soaked with blood inside and out, his face is emaciated like a skeleton, his hair is like a mess of straw, and he has long been unrecognizable. And he is the second Lu Tianque who was seriously injured by Lin Yuanshan's palm thirteen years ago, although he belonged to one of the dozens of chasing Yao Daojue, but his expectations for Yao Daojue were far less firm than Zhang Qimin's.
The reason why he is willing to follow Yao Daojue is actually ninety percent because his friend Zhang Qimin unswervingly follows Yao Daojue, so he will follow and join Guixu. At this time, it had been more than ten days but Yao Daojue had not been seen, no matter how much he believed his friends, he still couldn't help but doubt whether Yao Daojue had the courage to come to save them.
"When Brother Yao left, he said that the place he was going to was rarely inhabited, and it would take a long time, and he might not know what happened to me at all, so he hasn't shown up yet." Hearing this, Zhang Qimin, who was in worse clothes, with more blood stains on his body and more emaciated, basically only had a skin left, his eyes were slightly stretched, and he responded weakly while looking coldly at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Daomen who were supervising them back and forth not far away.
"Brother Zhang has firm confidence in him!" Hearing this, Lu Tianque couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, not knowing how to refute Zhang Qimin. In fact, with his understanding of Yao Daojue, he also didn't think that Yao Daojue would really be afraid of the Ten Thousand Daomen, so he didn't show up for a long time. But because Yao Daojue didn't show up for a long time, he would suffer such cruel torture, how could he not have resentment in his heart? Of course, his resentment against Wandaomen is greater and deeper, and if he has the opportunity, he will not hesitate to kill to vent the resentment in his heart.
"Yo! You're a diehard! I still believe in that cowardly rat ......"
Suddenly, just as Lu Tianque's words fell, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Daomen Sect, who were still patrolling others in the distance just now, suddenly appeared in front of him and Zhang Qimin, and happened to hear the conversation between him and Zhang Qimin.
As a result, needless to say, hearing these words, this person of course couldn't help but sneer, and while mocking them, he twitched his leather whip fiercely, turning his previous fear of Yao Daojue into distorted resentment, and transferred it to Zhang Qimin and Lu Tianque.
"Hehe......" After a crazy beating, Zhang Qimin and the two of them didn't say a word, let alone begging for mercy, which made the heart of the Ten Thousand Daomen disciple twisted even more, hehe sneered: "I didn't expect you to be really tough, you didn't come out to beg for mercy for more than ten days, I can't help but start admiring you......"
As he spoke, this person's whip-holding hand suddenly fought fiercely, breaking the air with a snap, and he was about to whip Zhang Qimin and Lu Tianque again. At this moment, Zhang Qimin, who had been squinting coldly and slightly, and only had a breath of unyielding to hang on to his life, suddenly opened his eyes vigorously, revealing a surprise that he had never had in thirteen years.
Shout!
At the same time, a dragon-like phantom suddenly passed in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, it was already behind the disciple of the Ten Thousand Daomen who was about to beat Zhang Qimin.