Chapter one hundred and fifty-two

"Do you know him?"

The mysterious woman spoke, and her voice was crisp and ding-dong, like a mountain spring, which made people's hearts empty and forget all fears. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Many elders were silent, their eyes closed, since the mysterious woman didn't want to talk to them, why did they have to surrender their identities? The vigorous qi and blood showed that this woman was not an old monster, just a junior.

"No...... I don't know. ”

Li Lei's face was slightly red, his expression was a little flustered, and he felt that the mysterious woman was watching his heart beat violently. However, as the words flowed, his hot blood gradually cooled, and his mind became calm.

Sensing this, the old man of the sword looked slightly slower, and he was satisfied with the performance of his disciples, you must know that those disciples of various sects are now surging with qi and blood, and their hearts are fluctuating!

In this way, he has a leg up on these guys!

"Then you should know what he looks like?" the mysterious woman said softly.

Li Lei didn't speak, he raised his hand, and suddenly a light curtain appeared in front of him, and a figure appeared on it.

Gray robe, frost-like white hair, the young man sat cross-legged in the void, his expression grim.

Everyone didn't speak, and the elders of all sides didn't open their eyes, but they already knew the fearless figure of Futu!

Suddenly, among the major sects, all monks got up and walked out and jumped down from the high platform, they wanted to inquire about this white-haired young man...... Who is it?!

There was silence.

The elders had a restrained aura, without a trace of sharpness, as if they no longer cared about everything outside their bodies.

Only they knew that when their own disciples returned and brought the message of the white-haired boy, a storm would sweep in, and this place would ...... No more peace!

At that time, there will be a battle here!

A young man who does not rely on external forces to refine his soul is enough to set off this competition.

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The battle over the Dao Fruit still continues. In the vast void, there were now only twenty-nine figures sitting cross-legged. And of the ninety-nine Dao fruits, only seventeen remain.

Among the sixty-nine people, only thirty Dao Fruits were taken away. This means......

There are twenty-nine Dao fruits, which have been plucked!

The monks here have 16 people who break the mountain in half a step, 11 people who support the peak of the mountain, one person who backs the mountain in the Eight Heavens, and one person who backers the mountain in half a step.

The cultivation of this place, except for the fearless person of Futu, is the pride of the Han world, if he does not die, he will have a day when he will be overwhelmed in the world!

Scattered cultivation Yu threw a thousand gold, Shield Tianmen Tower Mountain, Changtian Sword Sect Na Mountain, Han Mountain One Vein Hidden Peak, Han Tan, the son of the first king of the Han Realm, Tianyan of the Heavenly and Human Clan, Ye Qingzhu, the Holy Maiden of the Five Holy Lands, Mo Lingxiao of Scattered Cultivation, the Young Master of the Purple Pole Heavenly Domain, the disciple of the Sword Domain, the Black Xuan of the Blood Sea, and the cultivation of the ancient clan!

These twelve people are all in the realm of backers, and their future achievements are unpredictable.

This is a middle-aged man, his face is as pale as sickly, and his qi is floating, faintly stagnant.

He was the fourth person in the original Sky Wolf City, a hall master of that gang, and Sky Wolf City knew that his cultivation was a backer in the middle of the mountain, but now, the momentum in his body burst out, and his half-step mountain-breaking cultivation was undoubtedly revealed!

Moreover, his cultivation is the most condensed here, and he has entered another realm.

It seems that he ...... I have stepped into that realm!!

At this time, the middle-aged man opened his eyes.

"Ahem. ”

A violent cough sounded, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his face was so pale, but his eyes were incomparably bright, and he ...... Heads up!

"Boom!"

Nothingness was shaking, and in the midst of the clouds and smoke, a fruit the size of a walnut appeared, and quickly sank into the middle-aged man's body in the flash!

The middle-aged man's pale face suddenly flushed, and the sense of stagnation in his qi machine decreased, and he laughed heartily, if the injury healed, he wouldn't have to hide in this damn world.

The clouds and smoke were moving behind him, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared, faintly attractive.

The middle-aged man's heart was agitated, his eyes looked to one side, and suddenly an old and familiar face appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly flashed a touch of ridicule.

"Old fellow, slowly dying and struggling!"

The man turned around and plunged into the whirlpool behind him, and at the moment when he was about to disappear, he suddenly turned back!

Suddenly, a white-haired figure disappeared into his eyes, and the man's eyes were full of disbelief, there was great terror, and his expression changed greatly, and he disappeared here.

Twenty-eight people, sixteen Dao fruits!

Time passed slowly, and the number of twenty-eight people gradually began to decrease, and a few monks also left with Dao Fruit.

However, every time someone wakes up, they will see the figure sitting cross-legged in the corner, and the cultivation that has never entered the backing mountain makes their hearts flutter.

There are only nine left.

Hanshan Zangfeng cultivated without thinking and made a breakthrough, and stepped into the second realm of the Nine Heavens.

The young master of the Celestial Race is still the same, and the saintess of the Five Holy Lands is peerless, with a green snake around her wrist.

Gu Zheng, the ancient monk, still had a wooden face, and a black-clothed bloodstained figure was majestic and monstrous.

The sword domain sentence is like a sword, and the edge is exposed!

Tower Hill is a majestic figure and lives up to the name of the heavenly shield.

The white-clothed Han Tan sat cross-legged, with a cold pool behind him, and his momentum was terrifying.

The mountain had left, and his soul had already been wounded, taking away a Dao Fruit.

The old man who had resisted the Heavenly Wolf City Lord for a hundred years finally returned disappointed, and he was especially lucky to spend a lot of money on the mountain.

The young master of the Purple Pole Heaven had burst out with murderous intent, looking at Futu Fearless, he was with him!

The sea of blood has no intention of fighting for the Dao Fruit, and has already left, the red lips are strange, and he once stared at Futu, his eyes were obscure.

The barefoot young man Mo Lingxiao took away one Dao Fruit, plus the rest of the Dao Fruit taken away from the Seventh-Rank Cultivator, so there were nine more in between!

This also means that the nine people today are competing for the hundredth Dao Fruit!!

Fu Tu Fearless's face was as usual, his white hair naturally drooped, and the blood marks on his eyebrows were touching, and he began to bleed.

Blood flowed down, Fu Tu Fearless's body shook slightly, his eyelids were shaking, and after a few breaths, he opened his eyes.

The mountain force operated, but it was useless, the blood flowed, and it was not stopped, Futu got up fearlessly and looked up at the sky!

The half-step backing of the mountain's cultivation broke out, the monstrous rise, the fearless eyes of the Futu became more and more fierce, and the majestic momentum spread, and the power was about to shake the sky!

"Sha, sand!"

The gray robe swayed wildly, and gradually turned to blood. Fu Tu Fearless's incomparably majestic eyes slowly restrained, became deep, and also turned into blood.

His momentum is getting more and more magnificent!

"Boom!"

The clouds and smoke rose and the void roared and swept away in all directions.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

There was a strange sound, and Futu Fearless's body shook violently, and dark blue iron chains appeared, piercing through the limbs and hundreds of bones of Futu Fearless, and in an instant he turned into a bloody man.

The corners of the young man's indifferent face and mouth rose slightly, and he said, "I know you can hear it, I want Dao Guo!" Now I am the only one left in that one, and this is not against your will before you died!"

The young man's white hair flew, paused slightly, and said coldly: "You have no choice!"

After that, the young man's momentum became more and more terrifying, and a pair of blood-colored eyes revealed the vicissitudes of the young man's deservedness!

It is a kind of precipitation of time, as if it has gone through thousands of tribulations and vicissitudes of eternity.

"Boom!"

The day was roaring, and a huge face appeared, exuding an aura of incomparable magnificence, and he took the place of this ...... Sky!!

The horror was magnificent, the young man's white hair danced wantonly, and his eyebrows were bleeding, but the corners of his mouth were even thicker. The young man put his hands behind his back, his eyes were shining, and he competed with that face!

Time seemed to freeze in an instant, the giant face slowly disappeared, and at the same time, nine Dao Fruits appeared, submerging into the bodies of the nine people. And in the slow fusion......

He chose to agree to the threat of Futu Fearless, but he also gave the remaining eight people a chance, which showed his dissatisfaction with Futu Fearless!

Implying that the Buddha is fearless...... He wasn't his only option!!

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(To be continued)