Hu Li led Cheng Daonan to take a set of robes for Forging Pole Mountain and a piece of jade that recorded the exercises of Forging Pole Mountain. In other mountains, only part of the exercises were received to prevent disciples from being greedy for merit. But Forging Extreme Mountain is different, their exercises are already missing, and it doesn't matter if they give them all.

After listening to Hu Li's teachings, Cheng Daonan took the map and prepared to open up his own cave. Some mountains are full of vitality and are very suitable for cultivation, while some mountains are basically similar to the outside world and are of little help to cultivation.

Although the Forging Pole Mountain has fallen and the number of people is not large, there is also an advantage, that is, there are many spare places. Many of the mountains are vacant, giving Seido Minami a lot more options.

"According to Hu Li's survey, Jinwu Mountain is quite good, but it is a bit far away. Cheng Daonan looked at the map and said to himself.

Jinwu Mountain is located at the junction of Forging Pole Mountain and Fengji Mountain, and is hundreds of miles away from the Fire Crafting Palace. If an ordinary warrior relies on mana to fly, it is not very convenient to come and go.

"Gild, you've entered the demon beast, let me try the speed. Cheng Daonan slapped the golden eagle's wings and said with a smile. "Phew. The golden eagle let out a long roar of pride, and a layer of purple-gold demonic aura permeated its body.

"Let's go. The corners of Cheng Daonan's mouth curled, and as soon as the last word was spoken, the yellow aura on his body flashed, and the whole person went towards the sky.

When he was about to fall, the golden eagle wings swirled in mid-air and landed firmly under him. Cheng Daonan stepped on the golden eagle and turned into a ball of purple and gold light, which disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"Damn, wait for me. Before Maya could react, the figure disappeared as soon as the sculpture was made, and he cursed. Spread his wings and quickly chased after him.

Jinwu Mountain, which is 3,000 zhang high, is taller than the mountain gate of Forging Mountain. At the bottom of the mountain is a lush forest, and at the top, there is a white snow. On the top of the mountain, there is a stream several feet wide, like a dragon. At this time, the snow on the mountain is gradually melting. The boiling stream, rushing down, looks like a thousand weather.

The stream slammed into a river at the bottom of the hill and headed straight into the distance, and around the river, some astute animals drank with their heads down. From time to time, I look up.

"What a great place. Cheng Daonan stood on the back of the golden eagle and looked at this Jinwu Mountain carefully. If it is placed in a small world, it is a place for immortals, but here, it is a cave for ordinary inner disciples.

"One person and one mountain are called immortals, no wonder warriors like to run to the mountains. He sighed to himself, between words. But on the side of the top of the mountain, I saw a complex of buildings.

"Huh, is the Extreme Martial Dao Sect so intimate? Give me a house to prepare?" Cheng Daonan's heart was suspicious, and when he patted the golden eagle on the shoulder, the golden eagle was like a fallen leaf, spiraling down.

"What kind of person, dare to trespass on Jinwu Mountain!" As soon as the golden eagle in Chengdaonan fell, several people surrounded him. The tone of his speech to Cheng Daonan was a little unkind.

"What's going on? Isn't Jin Wushan ownerless? Could it be that Old Man Hu Li made a mistake?" Cheng Daonan touched his nose, if it was really Hu Li who made an oolong, it was indeed a little embarrassing.

"I'm sorry, which senior brother from Forging Pole Mountain lives here, just say that the newly promoted inner disciple Cheng Daonan came to visit. Cheng Daonan looked around. I found that the people who spoke were all ordinary martial artists, and the highest one was only in the Tutu Realm, and it should not be the master here.

"This is Senior Brother Wang Wanhai's cave mansion, and besides, this is the place of Fengji Mountain, not your forging extreme mountain. Although that disciple was only in the realm, he didn't have the slightest respect when he saw Cheng Daonan, and his disdain was overflowing.

"However, this map says that Mt. Kingo is the territory of Mt. Forging Pole. Cheng Daonan didn't seem to hear what they meant, and took out the map and looked at it carefully.

"Hahaha, in this world, the strong are respected, our fists are big, and it is ours to occupy it, and there are such stunned young people. The disciple saw that the south of the Dao was tender, so he took another step of deception.

"I see. Cheng Daonan nodded thoughtfully, and then the momentum on his body suddenly exploded, like a little sheep tearing off its disguise and turning into a fierce tiger.

"It's really good-tempered, you said it earlier, I would have done it a long time ago!" Cheng Daonan sighed, within the scope of his momentum, it seemed that the heavens and the earth had changed, and a strong pressure was crushing down towards these disciples.

Among them, the highest talent swallowed the realm, and under the momentum of Cheng Daonan, there was no power to resist. Their minds hadn't yet reacted to why this polite teenager had shown such a hideous side.

The strong pressure of "Ho Ho ......" seems to be a big mountain, forcing them to breathe. Blood gradually poured into their faces, suffocating red.

Several people wanted to escape, but under the huge momentum, their muscles and bones were involuntary, and they did not fall to the ground, which was already considered their strong will.

"Who dares to spread wild in front of my door?" a loud voice shouted, and a gray figure flew from a distance, extremely fast, and rushed towards Cheng Daonan.

"Whew. Seeing the coming, Cheng Daonan's feet kicked, and a disciple of the mortal realm involuntarily flew out sideways and smashed at the gray figure.

"What a boldness!" the man's body paused, and he reached out and grabbed the disciple. As soon as he stopped, he showed his figure.

It is a fat man with a small body, but a very wide waistline, and a gray coat. Looking at the speed he just had, it was almost impossible to connect.

Cheng Daonan looked at it for a while, and thought that this person should be Wang Wanhai, the inner disciple of Fengji Mountain. However, it was this person who occupied his own place first, and Cheng Daonan did not have the slightest affection for him.

"You are given two choices, one is to get out by yourself, and the other is that I beat you and you get out. Wang Wanhai's eyes were not big, and under the wrapping of fat, there was only a slit left. But when he said this, there was a slight chill in that crack.

Wang Wanhai saw that Cheng Daonan's realm was the same as him, it was all the Beacon Fire Realm, so he didn't press step by step, but decided to salute first and then soldier. But if this kid doesn't know each other, then don't blame yourself. After all, this young man is a disciple of Forging Pole Mountain, and he doesn't care about Wind Pole Mountain yet.

"You took my territory and let me leave, are you here to joke with me?" Cheng Daonan seemed very surprised, and said with wide eyes.

"Okay, if you don't want to get out, then I'll beat you until you get out. Since Cheng Daonan was unwilling to settle peacefully, Wang Wanhai no longer kept his hands, his body was like the wind, and he attacked and killed.

Wind Pole Mountain, what it does best is speed. Wang Wanhai's body was round, and it was hard to imagine that the speed at which he burst out would be so terrifying. (To be continued.) )