Fierce breath.

Tumbling down from the peak.

The pale gray mist that surrounded the mountain peak also dispelled a lot in an instant, allowing people to see the mountain peak clearly.

Whether it's the Martial Spirit Hall or the human side.

At this time, everyone looked up.

The Kyoho is black, bare, and has no life.

At the top of the peak, you can see a large area of palaces.

In the palace also stands a tall statue.

The statue was held behind his back with one hand and the other held high, and it seemed to be holding something in his hand, and it was too far away to be seen.

And around the giant peak, from the foot of the mountain upwards, there are a lot of gray guards, guarding there motionlessly.

After the storm of breath swept over.

The whole giant peak, calm and unusual.

But it faintly gives people a very depressing feeling.

"In the hands of that statue is the opportunity for sanctification!"

"Up!"

Not long after they arrived, the two seventh-level martial venerables who were a little red-eyed by the opportunity of sanctification suddenly rushed towards the black giant peak.

They went smoothly and rushed up the hill.

But the others didn't move at all.

Some even couldn't help but laugh.

"Idiot!"

"Little seventh-level martial artist, also want to go up?"

Everyone was, staring at the two bright figures, the pale gray mist that blocked the giant peak, and did not return soon, at this time they could even clearly see the two of them, with longing and crazy looks on their faces.

The hillside is easy to step on.

I crossed it quickly, too.

But just as the two of them crossed the gentle slope and really began to climb, sprinting towards the top of the great peak.

There was a rumbling sound, but suddenly it sounded.

The black peak, and the earth beneath its feet, were unmoving.

But all of them have a feeling of landslides and cracks.

A terrifying aura fluctuated, whistling down from the peak.

The breath fluctuates and is not visible to the naked eye.

But everyone can and clearly perceive and perceive that it is like an invisible wave, washing over the entire huge mountain.

The two seventh-level martial artists were defenseless at all.

While they were still thinking, dodging a gray guard in front of them.

was slammed into his body by the fluctuation of that breath.

Boom!

Boom!

Directly, from the steep black peak, the two of them flew backwards, crossed a large parabola, and fell under the peak.

Covered the ground and trembled slightly.

"Poof!"

A seventh-level martial artist spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

The other was slightly better, but also pale and trembling.

Under that impact, they actually accepted the injury!

"What a force!"

Chu Qingyun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The impact of that aura fluctuation, outside the black giant peak, would only pass over the person's body, and it would have no substantial effect.

I didn't expect that on that mountain peak, it would be able to cause a real impact.

And the power, it's still very strong.

Those two are here, though they can't fly.

But the strength of a seventh-level martial venerable has not been suppressed in any way!

"Seventh-level Martial Venerable, it's impossible to go up......"

"I can't resist that kind of impact, and even if I can, the gray guards above are all at the level of a ninth-level martial artist, and if one is not careful, he may be killed!"

"Hmph, do you really think we're all stupid?"

"If we can go up, we'll all be stuck here......"

Many people can't help but shake their heads.

This mountain is obviously extraordinary, and it is not just the two of them who are excited.

But so far, only a few people have tried.

There is no ninth-level martial venerable to really launch an impact.

There was no one on the mountain peak, and the aura fluctuations that enveloped the mountain peak and roared with impact also quickly interrupted and dissipated.

A pale gray mist gradually shrouded in.

Starting from the tall statues and palaces, the whole mountain became obscure and blurred again.

On the human side.

Many people's attention returned to Chu Qingyun.

But someone was, and suddenly exclaimed, "The people of the Martial Spirit Hall have moved!"

said that everyone was all, and they all turned their heads to look.

On the side where the Martial Spirit Hall was assembled, bursts of powerful aura rose into the sky, and in the dazzling light, one after another, like the black peak, rushed away.

All of them are ninth-level martial artists!

The first three, one gray, one dark red, and one golden.

It was Saya, Gaoji, and Moro, those three ninth-level martial generals!

The general of the Wuhun Hall is very fast.

In the blink of an eye, they rushed over the hillside and leapt onto the steep peak.

The roar that had just subsided also sounded again, and a terrifying aura fluctuated, whistling and crashing.

Bang!bang!bang......

The sound of impact was faintly heard.

But it's different from the two before them.

Prepared, and strong.

In the onslaught of this breath fluctuation.

The ninth-level martial venerables in the Martial Spirit Hall, although the light on their bodies fluctuated, none of them were knocked down.

After steasing his body for a while.

They immediately accelerated to the summit.

"Oh no, they're going to be the first to do it!"

"The treasure of the Nine Swords Sword Saint must not fall into the hands of the Martial Spirit Palace!"

"Let's go too!"

On the human side, some ninth-level martial venerables have cast secret methods, urged the martial body, and rushed towards the peak.

Several seventh- and eighth-level martial artists couldn't hold back and followed.

But most of the seventh- and eighth-level martial artists were still able to barely maintain their sanity, and they were not carried away, and they rushed up together.

On the side of the Wuhun Palace, the three generals have already left.

This made Ling Zhanfeng and Ji Lie a little anxious.

They don't want to be preempted by the Wuhun Palace!

"Boy, quickly take out the Sword Palace token for me!"

Ling Zhanfeng looked at Chu Qingyun and shouted coldly.

"If you want to snatch my Sword Palace token, you can try it!"

Chu Qingyun's face was indifferent, a sword light was condensed in his hand, and a burst of powerful aura emanated from his body.

He made it clear that he would not hesitate to fight.

And in fact, he is, indeed!

"You're looking for death..."

Ling Zhanfeng's face was completely gloomy.

However, at this time, Ji Lie was not far away, frowned tightly, and said in a deep voice: "There is no time, the Martial Spirit Hall has already moved, don't want a civil war!"

"Sword Palace token, don't you want it?"

Ling Zhanfeng raised his eyebrows and said.

"Hmph, what do you want, the devil knows if it's useful or not, if you want it, go grab it, I won't accompany you!"

Feng Wujiang snorted coldly, his body moved, and he rushed towards the black peak.

Sword Palace token, I don't know if it's useful.

But he didn't want to delay any longer.

"I won't accompany you anymore, you can grab it slowly!"

Ji Lie was too, and immediately followed.

(End of chapter)