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Long Qingtian nodded, his face calm.

God-level sevenfold?

As long as it is not an ancient god powerhouse, Long Qingtian is sure that he will retreat with his whole body, and the spirit of the Kunpeng Divine Beast seals the Zhentian Tower and becomes the Zhentian Tower Weapon Spirit, and the Zhentian Tower is promoted to the middle level of the Holy Product, and when he enters it, even the god-level sevenfold peak powerhouse cannot find it.

Long Qingtian turned his head to the three of the Nine-Tailed Tmall: "You guys are outside, wait for me to come out." ”

The three of the nine-tailed Tmall should be respectful.

Long Qingtian flew up and landed on the altar with those quota disciples.

"Ancestor, that's that kid. Jiang Luo saw Long Qingtian flying and landing on the altar, and stepped forward to say respectfully to the golden-robed ancestor, his eyes meaning Long Qingtian.

The golden-robed ancestor looked at Long Qingtian, his eyes flashed, and his brows furrowed: "Emperor-level five-fold?" Okay, I know, you can step down." ”

"Yes, Ancestor. Jiang Luo respectfully replied and stepped aside.

At this time, the disciples of each island flew to the altar one after another, and finally no one entered the altar.

Seeing this, the golden-robed ancestor flew forward, waving his hand again and again, and obscure power emanated from his body, and then the runes around the altar flickered, and finally, a pillar of light rushed up from the entire altar, and the surrounding heaven and earth were dark.

When the pillar of light disappeared, Long Qingtian and the others on the altar had disappeared, and it seemed that they had been teleported from the altar into the Holy Mountain.

The light flashed in front of Long Qingtian's eyes, and when he opened his eyes, the surrounding scenery had changed, and he had come to a mountainous area, and Long Qingtian's divine sense was swept away.

"It looks like this is the outer edge of the Holy Mountain. Long Qingtian muttered to himself.

The altar teleported, and the five thousand disciples would be scattered to all corners of the holy mountain, and some would be teleported directly to the inner perimeter of the holy mountain if they had a good fate, and some would even be teleported to the central area of the holy mountain.

The Holy Fruit is in the central area of the Holy Mountain, and when the time comes, these disciples who have been teleported to the central area will be one step ahead, which is conducive to competing for the Holy Fruit.

"There's only one day, and it looks like it's time to hurry. Long Qingtian flew up and flew towards the inner perimeter of the holy mountain.

The Holy Mountain is opened, and there is only one day at a time.

Therefore, Long Qingtian has to find the Golden Horn Grass within one day, as for the Holy Fruit, for Long Qingtian, it is dispensable, and it is not too late to find the Golden Horn Grass and then find the Holy Fruit.

As Long Qingtian approached the inner perimeter of the Holy Mountain, more and more disciples from the islands he encountered along the way.

Although this holy mountain is very large, but from the periphery to the inner perimeter, with Long Qingtian's flight speed, at most three or four hours, in this holy mountain, Long Qingtian did not hide his strength, flying with all his strength, the disciples who flew inward from each island only felt that the afterimage flashed in front of them, and Long Qingtian was left with only a black spot, which disappeared in an instant.

"So fast, this person, how can the speed be so fast!" a disciple of the Emperor Rank Sixth Rank looked at Long Qingtian's disappearing figure in disbelief and said in surprise.

"Could it be a saint-level powerhouse?! No, it's impossible, if it's a saint-level powerhouse, you can't enter at all!" This disciple looked suspicious, according to the regulations of the holy mountain, only disciples below the saint level can enter the holy mountain, and the altar only transmits disciples below the saint level, and disciples above the saint level can't enter if they want to.

Although Long Qingtian was only in the middle stage of the merger, he used the Immortal Escape Technique, and his speed was so fast that it was faster than that of ordinary Saint-level beginner-level powerhouses.

It's no wonder that these disciples are suspicious.

Three hours later, Long Qingtian came to the inner perimeter of the Holy Mountain.

The inner perimeter of the holy mountain is actually halfway up the holy mountain. ...,

After Long Qingtian came to the halfway point of the holy mountain, he spread his divine sense and scanned the surroundings as he flew, but after three hours, he still did not find the shadow of the golden horn grass.

Long Qingtian frowned, looking for it like this, I don't know when I will be able to find the golden horn grass.

This holy mountain is not small, I only know that the golden horn grass is in the inner perimeter and central area of the holy mountain, and it is a little troublesome to find it.

Long Qingtian launched a divine sense search as he flew, so his speed slowed down.

The quota disciples of each island kept passing by Long Qingtian's side, flying towards the top of the Holy Mountain, that is, the central area, and when these disciples passed by Long Qingtian's side, their eyes were puzzled, obviously puzzled by Long Qingtian's actions.

What did they enter the Holy Mountain for?

However, what is Long Qingtian looking for in this halfway up the mountain?

"Brother Lei, you see, there is a fool who is looking for something halfway up the mountain. ”

"People are stupid, that's someone else's business, let's go, rush to the top of the mountain as soon as possible, this holy fruit, every time it is opened, there are only a few, if it's late, it's gone." ”

"What I said is that we have to arrive one step ahead of others, if the holy fruit falls into the hands of others, it will be difficult to fight for it!"

"The Holy Fruit is our chance to become holy, if we break through cultivation, I don't know what year or month!"

Several figures passed by Long Qingtian, and soon disappeared, flying towards the top of the mountain.

Every thirty years, the Holy Mountain is opened, and there are only a few Holy Fruits.

Ninety years ago, the Silent Mountain mutated and the Holy Fruit was born, so this Sacred Mountain was opened three times, the most one, seven were born, and the least one, only three.

In the Thousand Islands, five thousand disciples competed for a few holy fruits, and one can imagine how fierce the competition was.

Therefore, this is also one of the reasons why Zou Yun gave up the quota to Long Qingtian, of course, he gave up the quota to Long Qingtian because Long Qingtian saved him.

Long Qingtian unfolded his divine sense and continued his search.

After passing through Long Qingtian, the disciples around him gradually became fewer.

Two hours later, no more disciples passed by Long Qingtian, and it seemed that they had all rushed to the top of the mountain to compete for the Holy Fruit.

"Golden Horn Grass!" Finally, on the edge of a mountain cliff, Long Qingtian found the Golden Horn Grass, only to see that on the cliff wall, a golden grass shaped like a dragon's horn exuded a faint golden halo.

Long Qingtian was overjoyed in his heart, flew over, came to the front of the mountain wall, his right hand was a claw, and the void clawed a claw, and grabbed the golden horn grass and the surrounding wall soil, and then, with a grip, the wall soil dispersed, leaving the golden horn grass.

"Dozens of elixirs have finally been found, and when the time comes, refining the Five Emperor Divine Vein Pill will be able to repair the veins in my body!" Long Qingtian looked at the golden horn grass in his hand, and said secretly in his heart.

After a while, Long Qingtian put the golden horn grass into the Zhentian Tower, and then turned around and flew towards the top of the holy mountain.

If the golden horn is found, then it is the holy fruit!

Long Qingtian wanted to see what kind of fruit this holy fruit was, and he could actually make an emperor-level powerhouse of this plane promote to the holy level, if so, could he restore himself to the strength of the Tribulation Period?

An hour later, Long Qingtian came to the top of the Holy Mountain.

As he approached, bursts of power came from the top of the holy mountain, and it was obvious that someone had already found the holy fruit, causing the disciples of the islands to fight.

"Fu Qing, hand over the Holy Fruit, you are only an Emperor-level fivefold, and you are not qualified to get the Holy Fruit at all!"

"Let me hand over the holy fruit, dream, Jiang Chen, don't think that you are an emperor-level sevenfold, I am afraid of you!"

Just as Long Qingtian was rushing towards the top of the Holy Mountain, several voices came from the front, and then the sound of breaking the sky approached this side from a distance.

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