The three days passed in a flash, and the Holy Martial Academy Palace became noisy, and the disciples of the Academy Palace saw the various forces sitting around the ring, and a look of awe appeared in their eyes.

"It's worthy of the battle of Tianjiao, I didn't expect that even Danta, who has never been involved in anything, came!" A school palace elder looked in the direction of Danta and the others, his eyes wrinkled, and the arrival of Danta, all the forces from all sides ran to tie up, making their Jinpeng family become deserted here.

"You see, that is the Lord of the Dan Tower, Yang Qingyun Yang Danshi, this is the second rank Dan Master, the most noble existence in Shengwu City. A disciple of the Academy Palace looked in the direction of Danta, and his eyes fell on Yang Qingyun, who was surrounded by everyone, with a look of adoration.

"If I were a Dan Master, how good it would be, even if it was a lifetime product, I would be willing. ”

Among the disciples of the Academy, a young man looked adoring.

At this moment, in the distance, another group of people strolled in, their robes were embroidered with hammers, and their eyes were full of pride.

"Look, that's someone from the Refining Chamber!"

One of the disciples looked outside and exclaimed.

Hearing the words of the disciple of the Academy, the eyes around him instantly looked over, and the pavilion master and others of the Refining Pavilion came strolling at this time.

Seeing the people of the Refining Pavilion, a smile appeared in the eyes of everyone of the Jinpeng family, the head of the Jinpeng family and the elders of the Refining Pavilion had some friendship, and at this time, he instantly changed a smile on his face, and hurriedly walked over, at this time, this side of the Jinpeng family was extremely deserted, if the people of the Refining Pavilion were invited, then naturally someone would come over and stutter.

"Elder Feng, I haven't seen you for a long time, come and talk about it!" The head of the Jinpeng family shouted from afar, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was very loud, as if it was intimate, and everyone heard it.

The Wind Elder of the Refining Pavilion turned around, glanced at the head of the Jinpeng Family, and without even saying a word, he walked in the direction of the Danta people.

The head of the Jinpeng family, whose face was extremely ugly at this time, slowly lowered his hand and sat back with a gloomy face.

"Family Master, what's the matter, why are so many people rubbing against Qingtian Peak today?" At this time, an elder of the Jinpeng family narrowed his eyes and said suspiciously.

"You ask me, who is Lao Tzu going to ask!" At this time, the head of the Jinpeng family was in a very bad mood, and his cold gaze swept the elder and sat down.

"Master Yang, I haven't seen you for many years, but your demeanor is still the same!"

The pavilion master of the Refining Pavilion, his eyes fell on Yang Qingyun's body, and he smiled slightly.

"Pavilion Master Lin, cultivation is also more powerful!" For the Pavilion Master of the Refining Pavilion, Yang Qingyun knew something, so naturally he would not slack off, and when he saw the two of them greeting, the people around him instantly gave way.

"Woohoo......!"

In the sky, a beast roar sounded, and I saw a white tiger with wings on its back flying over, it was the people of Qingtian Peak.

Seeing the people of Qingtian Peak, everyone in the Jinpeng family frowned.

They knew that Zuoqiu, Yao Yudie, Gu Jiantong and others had all lost the strength to fight, but at this time, when they saw that the aura of these people was better than before, a solemn look appeared in their eyes.

"Boom!"

In the direction of the eighth palace of the Holy Martial Arts Palace, suddenly a blood light rushed straight to the sky, and a blood cloud floated towards the ring, it was the people of the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain.

The moment his body fell, the old man of Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain glanced at the side of Qingtian Peak, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, like a poisonous snake that chooses people to devour.

"Your Excellency!"

Seeing the people of the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain coming, the surrounding masters of the Academy Palace and the people of the Jinpeng family hurriedly stood up and saluted.

"Sit!"

The old man said coldly, sat down, and swept his cold gaze towards everyone in Optimus Peak.

"My lord, the few people of Qingtian Peak have recovered, and if they want to kill that little beast today, I'm afraid it's a little troublesome. The head of the Jinpeng family said tentatively.

"The Jin family master doesn't believe in the strength of the mountain master's disciples, and he still doesn't believe in our Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain. ”

The old man naturally knew the intentions of the head of the Jinpeng family, and his cold gaze swept over.

"My lord, where is it, I am not frightened by the previous Qingtian Peak, and I still have not eliminated my fear. The head of the Jinpeng family smiled.

"Humph!"

"Where can the cold duck be compared to the phoenix, the head of the Jin family can rest assured!" Among the people in the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain, a young man said coldly.

The head of the Jinpeng family naturally knew that this person was Jin Yuanzhan's senior brother, and the cultivation of the realm of mountains and seas had already condensed the power of a mountain, and his name was Blood Sword Hou.

"Hahaha!"

"I didn't expect it to be late!" At this time, an old man in brocade clothes strolled over, and behind him, followed by several servants, the old man strolled over with a little girl.

"Ao Lao, please!"

Seeing the master of the Wanbao Pavilion strolling over, the old man in the Holy Martial Arts Palace directly greeted the arrogant impermanence.

The major families arrived one after another, and everyone was looking forward to it, but at this moment, whether it was Jin Yuan Zhan of Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain or Ye Wushuang of Qingtian Peak, everyone was curious.

"Master of the Jin family, I don't know when Ling Lang will appear?"

A palace master of the Academy Palace turned around and looked at the head of the Jinpeng family with a smile on his face.

"...... this?"

Hearing this, the head of the Jinpeng family turned pale, and his eyes fell on the people of Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain, and he didn't know his son's situation.

"What's the hurry, the breakthrough of the little junior brother is imminent, and it will be there soon. ”

Blood Sword Marquis's cold gaze swept at the man, hearing this, the head of the Jinpeng family was instantly overjoyed, if Jin Yuan Zhan broke through, he would definitely be able to sweep the invincible.

"Boom!"

At this time, in the direction of the eighth palace, a blood light instantly rushed straight to the sky, and in a very short period of time, the color of the sky above the Holy Martial City turned into a bloody color.

"Blood mist seals the sky, and the magic is great!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain stood up excitedly, looking in the direction of the eighth palace, with a hot face.

The blood mist sealed the sky, and such a vision was naturally seen by everyone.

"What's the situation?"

The people around stood up with a shocked face, and their eyes were full of solemnity.

"The blood mist seals the sky, it seems that Jin Yuan Zhan's magic skills have been accomplished!" Gu Jiantong's cold gaze swept in the direction of the eighth palace, and his face was a little gloomy.

"So what?"

"I believe that the little junior brother will definitely win, even if he can't win, if the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain dares to touch the little junior brother's hair, I will turn all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain into puppets. Yao Yudie glanced coldly into the distance.

"Don't worry, Second Senior Brother should be back today!" Zuoqiu smiled slightly.

Hearing that the Guihai Heavenly Sword was coming back, Han Shan's hanging hearts relaxed slightly.

The strength of the Guihai Heavenly Knife, they have seen it.

"Jin Yuanzhan is extremely talented, I don't know if any little guy can win. Yang Qingyun frowned.

"If you can't win, how dare Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain?" The pavilion master of the Refining Pavilion, poured a sip of strong wine into his mouth and said coldly.

(End of chapter)