Chapter one hundred and twenty-one

In a wide and bright cave, a figure in a cloth robe sat cross-legged, his eyes closed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, the boy snorted. Blood appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Is that you?"

The boy opened his eyes and muttered in a low voice, his eyes glazed out.

"It has to be you!"

The young man said in a deep voice, categorical and determined.

"Kid, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, there was a breeze blowing in the cave, and a phantom suddenly appeared, he looked at the young man and said softly.

It was a figure with a blurred face, majestic and terrifying. The moment he appeared, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly stagnated, and the vision was terrifying.

"Uncle. ”

Seeing the comer, the young man's body was shocked and he lost his voice.

"Hmm. The phantom nodded.

"Tonight, someone passed through the Daotian Ancient Monument and fought with my mind!" the young man spoke, his voice flat.

"You're defeated?"

The phantom said in a deep voice, the aura was surging, and the terrifying momentum burst out.

"Hmm!" the boy nodded.

"Cultivation!"

"Hunt for the mountain!"

"What?!"

The phantom was shocked and looked at the boy, and after he watched the boy nod again, the phantom fell silent.

"What's his momentum?" asked the Phantom.

"Celestial Dragon!"

"Tenryu?!"

The phantom muttered, and then said in a deep voice: "It's not enough, the power of the heavenly dragon can defeat your black dragon power at most, but it can't break through your Nian Hell!"

The phantom stares at the boy.

The young man was silent, his eyes slowly closed. After a long time, a complex voice slowly spat out of his mouth.

"Nineteen layers of floating slaughter, the heavenly dragon is circling. ”

"Impossible!" exclaimed the Phantom.

The aura rioted, and the phantom almost shattered. It was his mood swinging.

"Is that him?" the young man looked indifferent.

"It's not!"

The phantom snapped, and then dispersed, already leaving.

"Isn't it?"

The young man muttered, his right hand was raised, and a black light rose into the sky and disappeared into the cave, and the young man's eyes closed at some point. In the silent cave, there is only a sigh that slowly swirls.

"If you're your uncle's deity, I'm not sure, but unfortunately you're not. ”

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The Netherworld Mountain Realm, the north is vast, and the sea is boundless.

In the middle of the sea, legend has it that there is a vast island that drifts on the sea and no one can see it.

Some people say that the island is inhabited by fairy-like figures, flying through the sky and the earth, opening mountains and seas, and doing anything.

Therefore, every year, countless people go to sea, wanting to set foot on that island and follow the footsteps of the gods.

However, no one has ever succeeded. They will die in the belly of a fish or in a man-made disaster...... There have been people who have returned.

Some say that their companions went to that island and never came back, because there, their lives were different.

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Here, in the east of the island, there is a seven-story stele tower, one stele and one tower, standing indifferently.

In front of the stele tower, there is a martial arts training ground of several miles in size.

At this time, there were many figures on the small martial arts training ground, their eyes were blazing, looking at the seven-story stone tower, and the yearning in their eyes was strong.

Suddenly, a white light emanated from the seventh layer of the stone tower, and immediately, the monument standing in front of the stone tower suddenly lit up.

A faint curtain of light appeared in the air, and above the curtain of light, there were many names of people densely packed.

The light curtain font has seven colors, which can be clearly seen that each type of color, the top of the list is the word 'Nian Futu'!

At this moment, on the seventh color, from the hundredth, a person's name climbed upwards at a very fast speed, and in a few breaths, it sprinted to the tenth.

At this point, its speed slowed down, like a snail crawling, and in a trembling moment, it completely stopped in eighth place.

The ninth day of the first month!

"Wow!"

Seeing the word 'first nine' on the high, everyone was in an uproar.

"I didn't expect that in just a few decades, the Ninth Master would rank eighth on the seventh floor of the Monument Tower, and his talent was amazing. ”

"Yes, yes! The Ninth Lord of the First Month is worthy of being a follower of the Young Master, and his cultivation for my generation can only be expected, and it is unattainable. ”

“......”

“......”

Today, it is the day when the stele tower is opened once in ten years, and how many monks have passed through the stele tower, just to leave one on the stele. In this way, they leap into the dragon gate like a fish, and their lives are different.

However, there are countless monks in various realms, but only 7,000 people can occupy this place.

And this time, the most eye-catching thing is the seventh realm!

A monk named Chu Jiu sprinted to the eighth place on the stele!

Suddenly, the martial arts training ground fell silent.

I saw that in front of the stele tower, a gray-clothed figure appeared out of thin air, it was a young man, slender figure, long hair flying, amazing momentum.

He...... It's the ninth day of the new year!

"The Ninth Adult!"

At this time, the enforcer standing next to him said respectfully.

"Hmm!"

Young man's head. The young man's eyes were shining, and wherever he passed, all the monks avoided it, not daring to look at each other.

Here, they are all monks from the first realm to the seventh realm!

Suddenly, a black light flew from outside the sky, the void exploded, and the black light flickered, flying into the body of the first nine.

Chu Jiu's body trembled. His mind went blank, and a majestic and terrifying voice resounded in his mind.

"Go to the Five Heavens of the Han Realm, look at the Ancient Monument of Dao Tian, and find out the monk who broke through the peak of the mountain today. ”

The words dispersed, and a vague figure suddenly appeared in his mind, the person's white hair was flying, and his momentum was like a rainbow, far beyond the realm of seeking mountains.

"Yes!"

Chu Jiu's mind was empty, and he suddenly hugged his fists in one direction and bowed. Immediately, it turned into a light and disappeared into the distance.

Chu Jiu's behavior was quite strange, and all the monks looked at each other, unable to understand.

However, the faces of some monks changed suddenly, and they turned their heads to look in the direction of the first nine worships, their eyes full of reverence and faith, where ......

There lives a monk of the Sixth Realm, a young supreme like the sun!

Some people with deep backgrounds know that if it weren't for the purpose of entering a secret realm, most of that person's cultivation would have already turned into a realm!

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Under this island, there was an endless expanse, and a huge black true dragon was circling, covered in scars, and a dragon horn was broken......

It's a real dragon corpse!

On top of the skull of the real dragon's corpse, a figure in sackcloth sat cross.

This person looks like a young man, but his face is covered with thin and dense cracks, like a clay figure about to crack.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes. In an instant, this world roared, and between the opening and closing of the eyes, the terrifying qi machine evolved, and there seemed to be living beings living and dying in it, and all kinds of states in the world evolved.

"What's the matter?"

The young man spoke, and there was a touch of vicissitudes in his indifferent voice.

As the young man's words fell, a phantom appeared in front of him, and it was the phantom that appeared in that cave.

"I've seen my master!" said the Phantom.

"Today someone fights Tu'er with his mind, and Tu'er is defeated. ”

"Oh?" the young man frowned.

"It's a nineteen-story floating temple, with a heavenly dragon circling. The phantom spoke, his tone abrupt.

"Huh?!"

The young man looked up, glanced at the phantom, and said, "I see." Go back. ”

"Master, Tu'er is your nephew!" exclaimed the phantom.

The young man frowned, and a momentum of suppressing the Eight Desolations burst out, and the phantom screamed and disappeared into this realm.

At the same time, in an attic on that island, a young monk opened his eyes, his face suddenly turned white, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He glanced at the earth with great fear in his eyes.

"Why?!Why am I just a doppelganger of yours!"

This man roared from the bottom of his heart, and his face was hideous.

"Come on, go to the Five Heavens of the Han Realm, no matter what the price is! Find the monk who broke through the Nine Heavens of the Seeking Mountain tonight, I don't want this person to exist in the world. The person who defeated Tu'er in the realm of seeking mountains should not exist, and he is still that evil seed!"

"Yes!"

The young man whispered fiercely, and as his words fell, an echo came from behind him, and in the darkness of the night, his shadow suddenly moved, and a black shadow flew by.

"You shouldn't be alive, whether that person is you or not, you have to die!"

The young man's voice trembled, as if frightened, and desire emanated, and he glanced at the earth and laughed silently.

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Endlessly, above the corpse of the real dragon, the young man's momentum converged, his right hand was raised, his five fingers twisted, and between his fingers, his eyes were closed.

In the young man's mind, a white-haired back appeared, shrouded in mist.

As the young man pinched his fingers, the fog gradually dissipated, and his back gradually became clear.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed dramatically.

In the young man's mind, consciousness was like a realm, and above the firmament, when the wind and clouds surged, a huge face appeared.

At the same time, a magnificent sound came from that huge face, and invisible sound waves shook in all directions, and the heavens and the earth roared and trembled.

"Who dares to snap his fingers and calculate my son!!"

With that, the figure disappeared, and above the sky, huge faces slowly dispersed.

Outside.

The young man's twisted fingers were shaken, and red blood stains appeared.

"Ahem!"

The young man opened his eyes, he was coughing up blood, and in the click, new cracks appeared on his face.

The young man raised his head, his eyes passed through all barriers, and looked at the nine heavens.

"Little sister, your temper is still so short-tempered, and I am also your brother!

The young man shook his head and sighed abruptly. Then he closed his eyes, and the world returned to peace.

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"To be continued"