Chapter 1192: Mountaineering (Page 1/1)

"Senior Brother Ling Chen, does that person have an enmity with you?"

Lin Wan seemed to see the look on the faces of Ling Qianji and the others, and immediately looked at Ling Chen with some surprise and asked.

"It's just a clown, don't care."

Ling Chen's gaze glanced in the direction of the Ling family, then took it back, and then nodded to everyone, "Let's go in too." ”

With the holy will on his body, Ling Chen and his party entered the Spirit Mountain unimpeded.

The interior of the Spirit Mountain is much more vast than imagined, and the extremely surplus aura wafts in the air, occasionally forming a pattern of small beasts, scurrying out, as if it has spirituality.

However, the place where the Nine Streams Conference was held was not anywhere around this Spirit Mountain, but in the most central mountain top area!

Ling Chen raised his head, and his eyes were locked on the majestic mountaintop, where it was the place to taste wine and point out the country.

At this moment, dense figures are climbing the majestic mountain in front of them, rushing to the top of the mountain as fast as they can.

In Ling Chen's eyes, a golden light flickered, he looked up, and sure enough, he saw that the area near the top of the mountain was densely packed with seats, some of which were located hundreds of meters high, and some were set up tens of meters high.

The number of seats, thirty-six in total.

"That's the Thirty-Six Jie Ya Seat, and only the last person to be among the thirty-six Jie is qualified to sit in these thirty-six positions."

Lin Wan next to her explained.

Ling Chen raised his eyebrows, it was obvious that even if it was thirty-six people, it was in order, and the higher it was, the higher the ranking.

Looking from afar, Ling Chen saw that a large number of young men had already gathered there, and some people had already started fighting, eager to try at that individual Jieyaza.

Among them, Ling Chen saw a lot of familiar figures, Murong Allure, Sima Xiaoyao and others were among them, fighting with other young geniuses, wanting to compete for the position of a master.

Anyone, regardless of birth, as long as they can sit on it, it is the supreme glory.

Therefore, the younger generation went crazy, vowing to defeat one opponent after another and ascend to the throne of that person.

"The competition for the title of outstanding people is so fierce."

Ling Chen shook his head, the competition of the younger generation is much more cruel than he imagined, and the position of a mere hero is already like this, so what about the title of the top one?

The speed of his march increased, Ling Chen came to the position halfway up the mountain, he once again pushed his eyes to the limit, only to see that there were eighteen seats arranged in a row higher up.

There is no doubt that this is the exclusive seat of the eighteen Tianjiao.

The area further up was shrouded in heavy clouds, and even with the golden sword pupils, it was impossible to see clearly.

At this moment, the intersection under the mountainside was chaotic, hundreds of people were fighting, and various weapons collided with each other, knocking out one figure after another.

The scene in front of me is like a large-scale war, which can be described as quite grand.

In the melee, many people were beaten down before they could reach the top of the mountain.

Every quarter of an hour, a handful of people rush out of the scuffle and climb to the top of the mountain.

And none of these people who can fight their way out of the encirclement are weak, all of them are masters who have been famous for a long time.

"Those martial arts masters, all of them are waiting on the top of the mountain, if they don't even have the strength to climb to the top of the mountain, it is equivalent to losing the qualification to participate in the Ninth Stream Conference in disguise."

Lin Wan said.

"It's really a lot of screening."

Ling Chen nodded, the young heroes who participated in the Ninth Stream Conference had thousands of people, or even tens of thousands, but the total number of positions on the top of the mountain did not exceed a hundred, and a hundred people competed for a position, which can be said to be very difficult.

Besides, on the top of that mountain, there is no room for so many people at one time.

"It depends on the overall strength of the young generation of the major forces."

Lin Wan looked at the scene of the fierce battle in front of her, and said lightly.

The strong ones go up the mountain, but the strength is not enough, so they stay at the bottom of the mountain honestly.

"Senior Sister Lin, we are disciples of Lingyue Island, no one should dare to stop us here."

Zhou Qingqing said.

Lin Wan shook her head and said, "That's not necessarily, this is Lingshan, here, no one cares where you come from, they only look at whether you are strong or not." ”

"Let's go, let's go to the top of the mountain first."

Ling Chen nodded, those who can enter this Spirit Mountain and obtain the qualification to participate in the Ninth Stream Conference are basically characters with not weak backgrounds, here, everyone only looks at strength.

However, Ling Chen and his party had just walked out not far before there were already roadblockers, and there were quite a few of them, obviously it would take some time to clear these roadblocks.

At this moment, a young man in blue with a carefree temperament came by the wind and landed in front of them, and an astonishing momentum was released from his body, and behind him, a pattern in the shape of a Kunpeng was faintly formed.

"It's the Marquis of Escape!"

Those young masters who originally wanted to act as roadblockers, when they saw this young man in blue, their faces changed drastically, and a strong sense of jealousy appeared in their eyes.

Xiaoyao Hou, even if it is placed among the twelve god marquis, it is also a top three existence, how can they afford to provoke it.

One by one, the figures all retreated in the face of difficulties, and they did not dare to stop the way of the people on Lingyue Island.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyaohou, you're finally here."

The people of Lingyue Island, when they saw the arrival of Xiaoyaohou, a touch of joy appeared on their faces.

Xiaoyao Hou is the signboard of the young generation of Lingyue Island, with Xiaoyao Hou here, who dares to stop them from Lingyue Island?

This is the power of a god-level genius.

"When Senior Brother Ling Chen wins the title of Divine Marquis this time, he will be able to be as majestic as Senior Brother Xiaoyao Hou in the future." A core disciple of Lingyue Island said with a smile.

"That is, with Senior Brother Ling Chen's strength, it is easy to be a marquis, even the title I have already thought of for Senior Brother Ling Chen, it is called Divine Sword Marquis, how about it, isn't it very domineering?" Zhou Qingqing said with a hippie smile.

"Excalibur Marquis? I think it's better to be a white-clothed marquis, which is more in line with Ling Chen's image. Gu Wuru in the rear also said with a light smile.

Hearing the discussions of these Lingyue Island disciples, Chen Qingzhi and Qin Yiren only felt a little incredible, the genius of the Shenhou level, there are only twelve people in the entire land of Kyushu, if they want to be at the Shenhou level, how easy is it to talk about, how can it seem that in the eyes of these Lingyue Island disciples, if Ling Chen wants to become a Shenhou, it is just like having fun?

I even thought about the title, this is too confident for Ling Chen, if Ling Chen doesn't do it by then, wouldn't it be very embarrassing.

How did they know that even the Returning Marquis was already a defeated commander under Ling Chen, and in the minds of many disciples on Lingyue Island, although Ling Chen had not yet won the position of Divine Marquis, he was already better than the Divine Marquis.

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