This voice is so familiar, although I have never met it, I know it when I hear it.

Especially Wuheng, at the moment when the voice echoed, as if he saw the dawn, his hesitant body stopped and looked excitedly at the place where the sound came from. Then he jumped suddenly, jumped to Mo Yiming's side, and said with a cheered face: "Xiao Mingming, you are finally here, I thought you knew what to do, and you forgot it." ”

Everyone also looked at the place where the sound came from at the same time, and they subconsciously made way of a passage, and at this moment they saw a gray-robed monk slowly walking towards the stone platform.

This person's expression was indifferent, his eyes were sharp, as if he was ignoring everything around him, staring straight at Jian Antian. This kind of look seems to carry an invisible determination, so that everyone can't help but be stunned after looking at it.

Even the several masters on the stone pillar frowned slightly, looking at the location of this person, and when they looked at it, Yun Zhan's eyes could not hide their doubts.

"Who is this person, how come he has never seen it?"

When the sound of cultivation fell into the ears of the head of the Ning Yan Pavilion, the head of the Ning Yan Pavilion said, "This person's name is Mo Yiming...... Strange to say, when he first entered the West Peak, he was a person with no cultivation talent, and not long ago, it was said that he had stepped into the Seventh Gathering Qi. ”

"Oh? Is there such a thing? The doubts in Yun Seal's eyes were even more intense, and in an instant, a fierce light suddenly oozed, and he said: "If this is the case, then this person must have cultivated a certain kind of evil art." ”

At the same time, all the monks who had seen Mo Yiming recognized Mo Yiming at the first time, but Mo Yiming's appearance, as if attacking while walking, made their hearts shake!

"Mo Yiming, when he entered the West Peak, he had no cultivation talent. But in a short period of time, he stepped into the sevenfold gathering qi! Now he dares to accept the challenge of Jian Antian, I am afraid that his cultivation will make progress! ”

Liu Zhongling stood in the middle of the people, staring at Mo Yiming, and the guess about Mo Yiming in his heart rose again. She stared at the mysterious monk who made her incomprehensible, thinking about the medicine master named Mo Yi, and there seemed to be some indescribable connection between the two.

Zhang Xiaopang was also stunned, he didn't expect that Mo Yiming would appear at this time, and suddenly ran to Mo Yiming's side, making a flattering appearance, and while beating Mo Yiming's back, he said: "Yiming, kill him, sit on him to death!" ”

Stepping on the stone platform, the five tigers were excited as if they had tears in their eyes, especially since they had been prepared to be abused before, at this time, Mo Yiming's appearance, if they saw the backer, patted Mo Yiming's shoulder: "Sixth brother, you are here!" ”

As for Yichen, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression also showed appreciation and expectation. Perhaps except for the people in the back mountain, only he knew that Mo Yiming did not practice any evil arts. But the growth of his cultivation is so fast, that Yichen has no way of knowing.

Especially the words entrusted by the ancestor that day, Yichen had a sense of mystery in his heart to Mo Yiming.

Although Xi Xuan did not often have contact with Mo Yiming, he clearly remembered that when he was a disciple that day, the person who made the dragon eagle tremble, that was Mo Yiming.

For everything that happened after Mo Yiming entered Xifeng, from Ye Shengtian to the beast core room, and then to Xue Jingtian, this made Xi Xuan feel that Mo Yiming, who was originally interesting, became even more interesting.

Perhaps Xi Xuan knew very well that when Mo Yiming tested it for the second time that day, the dragon eagle first emitted a dazzling light, and then disappeared. And the light was much stronger than it was during the thunder test.

Cultivation talent, there seems to be nothing. Whether there is or not, Xixuan has no way to verify.

Or maybe someone, for some reason, made it impossible for the dragon eagle to test his talent. In short, Xi Xuan didn't feel strange about Mo Yiming's cultivation and growth.

But after all, there were some monks who still cast disdainful glances, whispering and pointing fingers in private.

"This person's name is Mo Yiming, he had no cultivation talent when he entered the sect, and after entering the back mountain, he actually stepped into the sevenfold qi gathering in a short period of time, which is very strange."

"He is not as talented as Lei Xiao, this person has stepped into the Seventh Fold of Qi Gathering, he must have cultivated some kind of evil art."

"Even if a sevenfold cultivator dares to accept Jian Antian's challenge, it is simply a humiliation!"

"This can be said not necessarily, after cultivating evil arts, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, maybe now he is already a cultivator of the Nine Levels of Qi Gathering."

"It's better this way, if he doesn't attack when he sends out his evil spell, he will definitely be burned by the fire of the throne!"

……

As for Jian Antian, he had seen Mo Yiming before, he looked at Mo Yiming and did not speak for a short time, but in the eyes of his eyes, an inexplicable battle intent also heated up sharply invisibly.

After all, it was Mo Yiming who spoke first: "I am also a person from the back mountain, and I came here this time to tell you that the people from the back mountain are not the ones you want to bully." There is a price to be paid for bullying! ”

After Mo Yiming finished speaking, a sharp light emanated from his eyes, and a force of cultivation suddenly came out, and the cultivation fluctuated from the inside out, squeezing the void, enveloping the entire stone platform in it, and even making the surrounding monks subconsciously retreat one by one, and there was even a wind, at the moment when the cultivation fluctuation appeared, the robes of these monks were blown fluttering, and the wind was so strong that even some monks could not stand firmly.

"Gathering Qi Ninefold!"

"It's indeed a ninefold gathering of energy! This Mo Yiming actually reached the ninth level of qi gathering! ”

"How is it possible, in just a few months, to step into the Nine Layers of Qi Gathering! Evil spirits! ”

Even if their bodies couldn't stand firmly, when they felt this fluctuation in cultivation, these monks suddenly exclaimed, they couldn't imagine what kind of cultivation talent a monk who had just entered the West Peak would step into the Ninth Layer of Qi Gathering in just a few months.

Even Liu Zhongling swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and his expression was indescribably surprised, this kind of surprise had never appeared before.

"When I first saw this person, I felt different, and now it seems that he is indeed different from ordinary people, what kind of blood is this person!"

But only Jian Antian, feeling this coercion, just narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly showed a mocking smile, his voice was deliberately amplified, and said: "How can a person who has cultivated evil arts be qualified to talk to me, who gave you the courage!" ”

At the end of Jian Antian's words, he suddenly let out a deep sigh, and a strong cultivation force also came out, with a suffocating coercion, echoing and Mo Yiming's cultivation coercion suddenly collided together.

"Bang!"

An explosion was earth-shattering, like thunder echoing in the ears of every monk, making a roar echo in their minds, and when the explosion sounded, at the moment when the cultivation was in contact with the waves, the white light that came out of the collision flashed away!

These two strands of cultivation fluctuated, and then turned into Dao cultivation into scattered forces, reverberating.

Mo Yiming's eyes were even more warlike, and he recalled in his heart that Jian Antian had crushed him before, and at this time, as if he wanted to double it all, when the anger ignited, there was a red flame in his eyes, which was burning.

"Don't pretend to be in front of your brother, you don't deserve it!" Mo Yiming let out a deep sigh, and swung his palm at the location of Jian Antian, and at the moment of swinging, a strong cultivation power immediately roared out.

Jian Antian didn't move, just the scabbard in his hand was facing the front, and with a bang, Jian Antian's body actually took a few steps back.

The impact of this cultivation power immediately made Jian Antian's expression solemn, he didn't expect that a monk who had just stepped into the Nine Layers of Qi Gathering could actually repel himself with his cultivation power!

Even if the other party has cultivated evil arts, it is completely impossible to have such a strong power of Qi Gathering Nine Folds of Cultivation.

"If there is any evil magic, just use it!" Jian Antian roared angrily, and the scabbard flew away, revealing a sharp sword that shimmered with golden light. This golden light scorched the surrounding void with high temperature, causing the air of this void to snort and have traces of rising temperature!

"Whether it's evil magic or not, you won't know until you try it!"

Mo Yiming let out a deep sigh, stepped in with the soles of his feet, and the moment the soles of his feet stepped out, the entire stone platform suddenly trembled, and his body, like an arrow off the string, turned into a long rainbow and rushed straight to where Jian Antian was!

This time, he didn't send out any spells, just a competition of cultivation power.

But even if it was just a competition of cultivation power, the moment Mo Yiming flew out, the surrounding void also tore a crack because of his strong cultivation power!