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In this way, the sect token will automatically record the number of levels passed in the Holy Pole Road.

Chu Qingyun was the first, swiped the token on the stone platform, and then walked on the dark and deep Holy Pole Road.

Following him, the rest of the people also left messages one after another and set foot on the Holy Pole Road.

After stepping on it, Chu Qingyun could see that there was a stone tablet in front of the Holy Pole Road, on which a big "one" was engraved.

Come to think of it, it should be a kilometer away.

As long as you can walk through there, you will be considered to have passed the first level of the Holy Pole Road and have the qualification to enter the first layer of the Holy Pole Tower.

After Chu Qingyun entered the Holy Pole Road, he didn't notice any abnormality, everything was no different from being outside.

However, after Mu Xiaoxiao and the rest of them stepped into the Holy Pole Road, their faces changed, their brows furrowed, and their breathing became much shorter.

This should be the so-called alchemists, after opening the power of the soul, they have a natural advantage on the Holy Pole Road.

And at this very moment.

An eighth-level martial spirit suddenly walked out of the more than twenty people, and after leaving a message in front of the Holy Pole Road, he stepped into the Holy Pole Road.

The figure of the eighth-level martial spirit flashed, and it stopped in front of Chu Qingyun and all of them.

This person has a high realm, and he has the experience of entering the Holy Pole Road, and he has been prepared for that coercion for a long time, so he can seize the opportunity.

"Get out of here yourself, or will I send you out?"

The eighth-level martial spirit clasped his arms in front of his chest, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly.

In the lava area, he had heard of Chu Qingyun's performance, but after all, it was just dealing with the lava beast, and it didn't mean anything.

As for Mu Xiaoxiao, an eighth-level martial spirit who had just entered the door, he didn't care about it at all.

"It's an eighth-level martial spirit, damn it...... Let's get on and finish him as fast as you can!"

The three seventh-level martial spirits who had come to Chu Qingyun before had obviously discussed, and the three of them did not hesitate and immediately pounced on the eighth-level martial spirits.

Judging from their experience, it is not impossible to combine the strength of three people to deal with an eighth-level martial spirit.

However, in the face of the three of them, the eighth-level martial spirit showed a disdainful sneer on his face.

"Look for death!"

He snorted coldly, his figure flickered, as if he had turned into several phantoms, and three palms were slammed into succession, and in the blink of an eye, he repelled all the three seventh-level martial spirits.

Even, one of them was slightly weaker, and he was beaten so white that he vomited blood.

The three new disciples of the seventh-level martial spirits were not the enemies of the old disciples of the eighth-level martial spirits at all!

Although neither side used the martial spirit, it was just a simple fight.

But it is conceivable that even if the martial soul is used, I am afraid that the result will not be too different, and even those three people may lose even worse!

The strength of the disciples in the sect is indeed much stronger than the strength of the martial artists outside.

For a while, all the more than 20 new disciples were depressed in their hearts, and they couldn't help but become sad, and the sharp spirit before was also greatly frustrated.

In the face of absolute strength, they felt a deep helplessness.

"Let me do it. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao said, about to make a move.

However, Chu Qingyun suddenly stopped her, "The people in the back will be handed over to me, you and Dumb will protect them first, go to the front, which level they can pass depends on their own ability." ”

Chu Qingyun said, took two steps, and stood opposite the eighth-level martial spirit.

Mu Xiaoxiao has only just been promoted to the eighth-level martial spirit, and in the face of the eighth-level martial spirit in the sect, she may be able to hold out for a while, but she is probably not an opponent.

As the only eighth-level martial spirit among the new disciples.

If Mu Xiaoxiao loses again, his confidence in those new disciples may be devastating.

Therefore, Chu Qingyun decided to take action himself and help them break the queen.

The other party was only an eighth-level martial spirit, Chu Qingyun was able to deal with it when he was a sixth-level martial spirit, and now that he has been promoted to a seventh-level martial spirit, his heart is naturally full of confidence.

Regarding Chu Qingyun's words, Mu Xiaoxiao did not object.

Although her martial arts realm is one level higher than Chu Qingyun, she knows very well in her heart that her strength is probably far inferior to Chu Qingyun.

So, together with Dumb, she took those new disciples to bypass the eighth-level martial spirit a little and continue to walk towards the front of the Holy Pole Road.

And those eighth-level martial spirits didn't stop them.

In his opinion, it would not take much time to solve a mere seventh-level martial spirit, so it would not hurt to let them go in for a while first.

"Three seventh-level martial spirits are not opponents, you are just a seventh-level martial spirit, and you dare to stand up, you are simply looking for death!"

The eighth-level martial spirit looked at Chu Qingyun and said with a sneer.

"This kind of big talk, wait until you win. Chu Qingyun said.

And at this time, outside the Holy Pole Road, among the more than 20 old disciples, someone suddenly shouted inside, "Yang Cheng, don't be careless, that kid's strength is not simple!"

This is the person who has seen Chu Qingyun's move with his own eyes in the fire poison area.

And the eighth-level martial spirit named Yang Cheng snorted disdainfully. The kid who has just been promoted to the seventh level of martial arts, what is not simple.

"Boy, get out of the Holy Pole Road for me!"

That Yang Cheng roared and rushed towards Chu Qingyun.

He was all up and down, and in the surging Yuan Force, there was a gloomy blue, obviously using the power of the martial soul, and he wanted to kill Chu Qingyun in one move!

"It's you who get out, Sword of Thunder!"

Chu Qingyun also snorted coldly, and the power of various martial souls was integrated into the Yuan Force.

Under the action of the powerful and pure Yuan Force of the seventh-level martial spirit, on the Thunder Sword, an unprecedented dazzling thunderbolt emerged, with an incomparably violent aura, and suddenly slammed towards Yang Cheng.

Feeling that terrifying aura, Yang Cheng couldn't help but change his face drastically.

He knew that Chu Qingyun had cultivated a sword in the realm of intent, but he didn't know that the power of this sword was so terrifying!

"Abominable ......"

It was too late to dodge, Yang Cheng cursed secretly, and immediately crossed his arms in front of his chest, and a large amount of yuan power poured out of his body, defending with all his might.

However, under the constant bombardment of that violent thunder and lightning.

After a while, the Yuan Force on Yang Cheng's body collapsed, and the whole person was seriously injured in an instant, and he was thrown up by the explosion, and fell heavily to the Holy Pole Road, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

One move, fiasco!

Suddenly, everyone around, whether it was those new disciples on the Holy Pole Road or those old disciples who were watching outside, were all stunned.

After many years of entry, the old disciple of the eighth-level martial spirit was defeated by a new disciple of the seventh-level martial spirit who had just started with one move.

It's just incredible!(To be continued.) )