Boom.

One by one, the figures were all wrapped in the majestic Yuan Force, like light, crisscrossing towards the Lei Mang Mountain in front of them.

"Ling'er, you wait for me here first, okay? I'll settle all this soon!"

In the crowd, looking at the figures that shot into Lei Mang Mountain, Ye Juechen's eyes also looked at Zhuang Ling'er beside him, and laughed softly.

"Hmm!"

Hearing this, Zhuang Ling'er nodded obediently, and had no other objections.

Seeing this, Ye Jiechen smiled faintly, and immediately under the rapid change of the seal of his hands, he suddenly slapped on the ground below.

Rumble.

Immediately, a wave of obscure and mysterious fluctuations spread.

The majestic Yuan Force poured directly into the earth, and finally formed an enchantment defense around Zhuang Ling'er's body.

Above this barrier defense, there was an ancient and mysterious light pattern entwined, and in the diffuse, there was an extremely violent fluctuation.

After laying down the spirit array, Ye Jiechen tapped the earth with his toes, and the dark Yuan Force gushed out, and he quickly swept out and rushed into the majestic huge mountain.

"Come on, brother!"

Behind that, Zhuang Ling'er looked at Ye Jiechen's back, and couldn't help but hurriedly shout.

Hearing this, Ye Juechen beckoned behind him, and in the end, without looking back, he sped up his speed and shot into the giant mountain.

"Spirit Array Master?"

Above that sky, Yang Zhong also suddenly noticed Ye Jiechen below, and his face couldn't help but show a little surprise, and muttered.

"Seventeen-year-old Spirit Array Master, but a good seedling!"

Beside him, the eyes of the other two old men also fluctuated suddenly.

It is extremely difficult for a spirit array master to get started, not to mention being able to easily deploy a spirit array in such a short period of time.

This kind of skillful Spirit Array Technique has undoubtedly reached an extremely high level.

Moreover, they could see that Ye Jiechen was not even more than seventeen years old, and he already had such a talent, which was really surprising to them.

"It seems that this martial arts competition will be more exciting than in previous years!"

Yang Zhong's dry palms brushed his beard, and some interested smiles appeared on his face.

...

Thundered.

When everyone's figures stepped on Lei Mang Mountain, they suddenly heard an extremely piercing sound of Nine Heavens thunder, which suddenly resounded from the top of Lei Mang Mountain.

Wow.

Immediately afterward, a torrent poured down from the top of the mountain, as if it had been watered with gold.

This torrent, the rushing momentum carried by it, even the boulders along the way, were crushed into powder.

Such extremely violent power fluctuations undoubtedly made people feel extremely chilled.

In an instant, many of the contestants who were originally rushing in front of them were completely overwhelmed by the torrent that rushed down before they even had time to react.

Immediately, the screams were terrible, and the bodies of those contestants were all blown away, and finally fell under the mountain with blood.

That kind of strong aura, in the blink of an eye, wilted to the point that there was only one breath left.

Above the sky, Yang Zhong shook his head, and then waved his robe, accompanied by a soft breeze, those contestants had already been sent out of this Lei Mang Mountain.

Seeing this scene, many of the contestants below showed a bit of fear in their eyes.

You must know that among the contestants who were blasted out just now, there was no shortage of powerhouses of the Triple Heaven of the Spirit Heaven Realm.

However, it still can't carry half a pillar of incense, what kind of palpitating power is this?

At this time, Ye Jiechen's figure also fell into this Lei Mang Mountain.

It's just that, compared to the fearful looks of the others, his face is quite calm.

The golden torrent was reflected in his deep eyes, and in an instant, his five fingers spread out, and a raging black flame quickly appeared.

When this black flame appeared, the blazing heat seemed to be as if even thunder could be incinerated to extinguish it.

Ye Jiechen flicked his fingers, and this black flame swept out, like a match, completely tearing apart the golden torrent that swept down in front of him.

Swish.

Immediately afterwards, taking advantage of that gap, Ye Jiechen's body turned into a ghostly shadow, rushed out, and rushed towards the top of the mountain along the gap.

At the same time, in this majestic Lei Mang Mountain, there was also a fierce Yuan Force, rising to the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the powerful power burst out, and those geniuses who really had amazing strength quickly rushed up the mountain.

This thunderous torrent, although it made them jealous, obviously couldn't resist their footsteps.

In addition, this martial arts competition is also about a quota to enter the Holy King's Palace, and they are not willing to give up so easily.

Phew.

Immediately, the sound of breaking the wind continued to resound in this towering Lei Mang Mountain.

It's just that just a moment after the figure of everyone rushed out, one after another violent Yuan Force came quickly and wreaked havoc at a tricky angle.

In an instant, this majestic mountain began to reveal its most cruel side.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Everyone knows that no matter how fast they can rush, only one person can get a place in the end.

Therefore, from the very beginning of this martial arts competition, almost all the other people were each other's opponents.

If you want to get a spot, you have to keep the number of opponents down.

At the very beginning of the rush to the mountain, some people were trying to tear this torrent of thunder apart. In the shadows, there are hidden murderous offensives, vicious and fierce towards them.

At this moment, among the vast and huge mountains, a violent chaotic Yuan Force erupted.

The light and shadow flickered, and the hoarse sound of killing continued to resound.

The contestants in a team all began to fight together, although some of them were still talking and laughing before.

But now, the moment they turned their heads, they each showed their sharpest swords, slashing straight at each other.

This is the cruelest rule of survival.

Boom.

Ye Jiechen's soles trampled on some forest trees, and the hundred-year-old strong trunks were even trampled into powder in an instant.

And his figure was like light and shadow, rushing out, and he was indifferent to the battles around him.

However, just as his figure had just swept out for a moment, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly swept from behind him.

Sensing this, Ye Jiechen's eyes fluctuated, his body did not stop, he directly held the long sword in his hand, and swung it towards the sword behind him.

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