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The fifth lap can be regarded as the medium-to-upper height of the negative road peak, and there are not as many people as there were before.

The weight of the Wild Martial Realm is like a mountain at this moment, pressing on everyone.

No amount of exclamation and admiration can fill the gap between individual strength.

Originally, a few people were tightly bitten behind the thin figure, no matter how reluctant they were, some of them were already physically exhausted, and no matter how many shouts others were, they couldn't keep up, and they were gradually left behind.

The rest of the people could only grit their teeth and follow the figure in front of them, believing that the man in front of them must be more tired than them and stopped before them.

With the support of such an idea, the fifth lap passed, and the sixth came.

Although these people still had the heart to insist, they helplessly found that the thin figure in front of them was still moving forward, and the speed was not slow at all, just like when they first climbed the mountain.

What kind of person is this? Carrying the weight of martial arts, can he still do this?

The footsteps of the crowd climbed up little by little.

Seeing that they came to the seventh circle, several people finally couldn't support it and stopped.

One, two.

In the end, there was only one person who was still holding on, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the thin figure in front of him.

He didn't believe in himself and was defeated. Just lost, and several of them didn't even see each other's faces clearly.

However, after he had struggled to climb a few steps, when he looked up again, he couldn't help but have a trace of bitterness on his face.

The thin figure, who seemed to be always in front of them, suddenly accelerated after crawling through the seventh lap!

The speed is getting faster and faster, and it's almost like running.

It turns out that this is the real strength of others!

Bang!

The heavy object of the Wild Martial Realm fell heavily to the ground. He clenched his fists hard and looked at the figure that was disappearing at an unbelievable speed, full of unwillingness, but also full of frustration!

It turns out that he and the other party are not at the same level, and they still want to see each other's jokes.

Looking at that person's posture, I'm afraid that it is possible to go on the eighth lap, or even the ninth lap.

Of course, it is impossible to reach the top!

The cold mountain breeze is blowing in your face.

Covered in soaked dust, he stood on the top of the Negative Dao Peak, looking at the vast and boundless night sky in the distance with open arms.

At this moment he wants to roar,

He wanted to sing angrily.

But in the end, he didn't do anything, just quietly looked ahead.

For more than a month,

He didn't know how many times, how many times he had thought about what it was like to climb the negative Dao Peak again after the meridians were connected.

At this moment, he finally did it, the mountain wind was slightly cold, and the whole body was cold!

This coolness is so comfortable and pleasant,

The night is as lovely as it lingers.

Wuchen looked down at the heavy object of the Wild Martial Realm at his feet, and a sense of pride arose!

With the strength of the Duwu Realm, carry the heavy objects of the Crazy Martial Realm, and climb to the peak of the negative path!

In the past 10,000 years, there has been no such precedent in the Dao God Palace!

However, if this night passed like this, how could it be worthy of Wuchen's long wait?

Wuchen stood at the top of the peak for a moment, then turned and walked down.

His steps were fast, his body was like the wind, just like a dancing elf in the night, he came to the bottom of the negative path peak and went straight to the stone pillar peak.

At the peak of Shizhu Peak, the number of people on the square is much more than that of Negative Dao Peak, and even many high-level disciples of the Wild Martial Arts are also exercising their strength here.

Wuchen strode past the crowd, paused as he walked past the Duwu Realm Xuanwu Stone Pillar, and then walked towards the Crazy Martial Realm Xuanwu Stone Pillar.

The Wild Martial Realm Stone Pillar can be said to be the most used by the disciples among the thirteen martial arts stone pillars, and it is also the most ordinary stone pillar, which is difficult to attract the attention of others.

When people saw Wuchen walking towards the Xuanwu Stone Pillar of the Wild Martial Realm, they consciously ignored the past, and no one even noticed the faint aura of the Duwu Realm on Wuchen's body!

Wuchen walked up to the basalt stone pillar, raised his right fist, and used all his strength to punch three times!

Orange!

Yellow!

Green!

A punch is more powerful than a punch.

The last punch turned out to be green!

The dazzling green light shone on the faces of the surrounding cultivation disciples.

The light inspired by the basalt pillar has seven orders: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple.

Although the light is not high, it can be regarded as the level of the middle of the martial arts.

The crowd didn't care.

However, when Wuchen turned around and walked out of the crowd, after a long time, a disciple said loudly: "Senior brothers, what do you guess I saw?"

This man was quite loud and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

A disciple wiped the sweat from his body and said, "What do you see?"

The disciple said, "I saw the Xuanwu Stone Pillar of the Wild Martial Realm, and it actually emitted a green light!!

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the same time 'cut!' and dispersed in a hurry.

One person couldn't look at it and said, "This junior brother, wake up! The green light is just a midstream, is it worth your fuss?"

Seeing that everyone began to exercise again, the disciple only felt a burst of heat on his face, stepped forward and said loudly, "I think it is the senior brothers who have woken up." Have you noticed that that person is just a disciple at the peak of the Duwu Realm?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent!

"What did you say? Say it again?"

"That person is a disciple at the peak of the Duwu Realm, I see it very true!"

"Big brother, you're dazzled. "One humane.

"No, he's not dazzled, he's looking at the wrong person. That person was a disciple of the Martial Arts Realm. ”

"That's it, I saw that person was obviously a disciple of the Martial Realm?" another said.

"Yes, yes, yes. It's the Martial Realm!" another echoed.

"Hahahaha!" I don't know who raised the head, causing everyone to laugh.

It's no wonder, who can believe that a disciple of the Duwu Realm can send out the power of the middle of the Martial Realm?

The disciple's face turned white and red for a while, and he couldn't continue to cultivate, so he had to pack up his things and leave.

There are even many people laughing at him behind his back, his eyes are spent, what kind of cultivation is there, let's take a look at it first.

The night is as dark as ink, the deep water cold pool is as good as in the past, the waves are like thunder, and the waterfall is like a dragon.

According to Wu Chen's memory, the people who cultivated in the deep water cold pool were generally in the tens or twenties.

However, at this moment, the people in front of Wuchen are only afraid of no less than hundreds, and fortunately, the cold pool is active and wide, even if there are a few more people, it is enough to accommodate it.

Walking into the pool, the icy water has a familiar taste.

Wuchen walked very quickly, and in a few steps, he came to the position where the disciples of the Wild Martial Realm with the largest number of people were located, which could be regarded as relatively high.

A few people opened their eyes because of Wuchen's arrival, and after seeing the faint aura of the Duwu Realm on Wuchen's body, they all showed a trace of disdain.

The people of the Duwu Realm also dare to come to this depth?

Wuchen calmly found a big stone and sat cross-legged, slowly closing his eyes.