Far west of Yuzhou is the country of the Son of Heaven.

In the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, on the sundial square in Luoyang, there are huge altars carved from white marble.

On the high altar, there are nine round three-legged tripods around the circle, each of which is engraved with complex patterns, maps of mountains and rivers, flowers, plants, birds and beasts.

Suddenly, Yuzhou Ding, which belongs to Yuzhou, sounded softly.

The nine old men guarding the Sundial Square opened their eyes at the same time and looked at Yuzhou Ding.

"Another genius, has he been born?" one of the old men, with white hair, looked at the people around him.

Another old man who seemed to be young, but was actually full of vicissitudes in his eyes, said disapprerovingly: "Sort of, listen to the sound of Ding Ming just now, like the Ten Battle Ding Ming caused by ten consecutive battles and ten victories after entering the Jiuding space, this kind of sound can be heard several times a month." ”

"You're right, but!" another barefoot and red-faced old man stepped forward and said, "In the past, it was not Jizhou Ding, Jingzhou Ding, Qingzhou Ding, or Yongzhou Ding that had ten battles! Even Yangzhou and Liangzhou also occasionally sang, our Yuzhou Ding, but there has been no such genius for a long time." ”

After the old man said this, the rest of the people bowed their heads, bowed to the red-faced and barefoot old man, and said, "Great Elder." ”

"Hmm!" the Great Elder nodded and said, "Don't be polite, if you get the news of the Heavenly Maiden's reincarnation as a human after today, you have already gone to find it in person, since she is not here, I will not report this matter to the top for the time being." ”

"However, the old man wants to take a look, who is this Ming Ding talent who caused the sound of the Ten Battles?"

The Great Elder didn't make any extra moves, but his right hand was gently deep, and a fiery red aura erupted out, slapping on the Yuzhou Ding with a palm from afar.

Yuzhou Ding made a dark sound, the picture above floated, and a line of handwriting appeared three seconds later: His father!

"This ......"

Seeing this, the nine people looked at each other.

"This little guy is very disrespectful to Shengding!" said an old man with a pleasant face on the side.

"Forget it, it is estimated that it was done on a spur of the moment, but it does not lose the youthful heart!" The Great Elder was full of red light, very happy, and said: "I just don't know if this person is in my Zhou Kingdom, if so, it is really a great blessing!"

Another elder said: "Yes, it is said that the reincarnation of the Heavenly Maiden has just turned ten years old this year, and she has opened the incredible life pattern, which is also a sign of my great prosperity in the Great Zhou......

"This should be the third reincarnation of Her Royal Highness the Celestial Maiden, if you ......"

"Shhhhh

"Yes!" ......

In the Jiuding space, the huge sound of the dings was not very powerful, but this sound of the dings rang down, and smashed into everyone's ears as if it had a thousand powers.

However, everyone didn't feel the slightest pressure from this thousand powers, but turned their backs to the sky one by one, enjoying the feeling of this Dingyin moisturizing their bodies.

The sound of Ding Ming fell, He Jingyun occupied eighty percent, and the remaining twenty percent were divided equally among the people in the Jiuding space.

"This, good thing, I feel like my body has been baptized!"

"Yes, if you give me a thousand more baptisms like this, I will be able to break through!"

"It's good, it's a pity, it's too little. ”

Eighty percent of the energy entrained in the sound of Ming Ding was given to the owner, and the remaining twenty percent was divided equally by everyone in the space of Longyang County, of course, less.

He Jingyun was divided into eighty percent, and he felt another qualitative change in his body, as if his body was much stronger and stronger, and the toughness and strength of his bones had almost doubled.

It's just a cultivation, and it's still the sixth layer of the Birth Pattern Realm, and there is no progress at all.

"Alas......" After a round of Dingyin baptism, He Jingyun did not have joy but let out a long sigh, "When I won ten consecutive victories for the first time in Jizhou Dingzhong, there was much more energy than this, and it seems that the luck of this Yuzhou is indeed not very good." ”

He didn't stop his steps, picked up the Jiuding token in his hand, and stood in the challenge window for the eleventh time.

"Look, look, he's gone again!"

"Oh my God, he doesn't want to play a twenty-game winning streak, he can reach a thousand in less than ten levels, it's terrifying. ”

"I don't think it's likely. ”

"I don't think it's too likely. ”

"Damn, I was going to rank with my brother today, if I don't fight, I'll see how many people this kid can defeat today. ”

He Jingyun had already entered the Battle Canyon for the eleventh time.

As the level gets higher and higher, as he has more and more combat power, the matching time becomes longer and longer.

Because, compared to normal people, it is really not easy to find a monk who is no more than three levels above and below the fifth level and whose combat strength does not exceed three hundred.

It was not easy to match a monk, and the strength of the other party was still very strong.

After all, this is Jiuding Space, and the young talents in the entire Longyang County are basically in it. Everyone else has slowly accumulated by winning two games and losing one, so when he has five hundred combat power like him, he will already be above level eight or ten.

Even, those who can have five hundred combat power at the eighth level are still those super strong disciples, and many normal people can have five hundred combat power when they are twelve or thirteen.

Where is he so perverted as He Jingyun, winning all ten battles, and the fifth-level 500% combat power!

"Dad!"

The moment the monk saw He Jingyun again, his face turned green, and he said to himself: "Why is my luck so bad, I matched you for the first time today!"

The territory in the hall is vast, and the people not far from He Jingyun's side know him, and this thing recognized him for the first time, which can be regarded as a coincidence.

"No!" He Jingyun showed a confident smile on his face and said: "It's not that you are unlucky, but you are very lucky, perhaps, in this life, in Jiuding space, you will only have this one chance to fight with me." ”

When He Jingyun spoke, the momentum in his eyes was emanated, and his strong confidence and momentum were displayed, and he returned to that genius time 30,000 years ago.

"So, cherish it!"

After saying that, the sword in his hand fell, and a gray and misty sword qi rushed out of the shackles and slashed towards the monk.

The monk was serious about his luck and wanted to rely on his cultivation of the eighth layer of the Birth Pattern Realm to resist it.

How do you know that the sword qi is flying and piercing at once.

I saw his body tremble slowly, and then, in a white light, split into two halves, and then disappeared.

Eleven wins in a row.

He Jingyun was in the Jiuding space, continuing his myth.

All the disciples who matched him were all solved by him with one move.

So much so that it was not until the fifteenth monk that he made his second move.

Moreover, the further he goes, the more difficult it is for him to win, and the stronger the opponents he encounters.

When he was sixteenth, he was already an elite disciple of a certain sect, and although he was defeated by him in three moves, He Jingyun believed that he was actually relying on his powerful soul power and rich combat experience, otherwise, he would definitely be defeated.

Seventeenth, the opponent is very strong, and he has reached the peak of the ninth layer in the late stage of the Shengwen Realm, which is one rank and three small layers higher than He Jingyun.

He Jingyun's cultivation is too low, and his attack method is relatively simple, so he doesn't have much chance of facing him head-on.

However, He Jingyun has so much experience in fighting, since he can't fight head-on, he won't fight head-on.

He opted for a sneak attack.

Even so, it took a full ten moves to send the opposite hero back to the hall.

The hardest part was the eighteenth challenge.

When He Jingyun walked to the challenge window, he swiped his Jiuding Order on the panel.

Then, a sentence is displayed on the formation screen: Dear hero, you have won seventeen consecutive victories now, according to your combat power, heroes of the same level can no longer be matched, do you choose to skip the level to match?

When He Jingyun saw such a line of words, he didn't expect it.

In his previous life, he was in Jizhou Ding, where the Jin Kingdom is located, and he also won consecutive battles, but by the time Jiuding Space said that he could not match, he had won twenty-six consecutive victories.

What's going on now? It's only been seventeen consecutive wins to start prompting?

After thinking for a while, He Jingyun understood.

Not to mention the small Longyang County, even the martial arts strength of the entire Song Kingdom is also a heaven and an underground compared with the Great Jin Dynasty back then.

In other words, there are few people and even fewer geniuses in Longyang County, and the seventeen consecutive challenges have begun to break down, which shows that the martial arts atmosphere here is not very good!

He Jingyun gritted his teeth and clicked yes ruthlessly.

Then, he was re-introduced into the Jiuding space.

Originally, the opposing monk was hiding in the grass and preparing to attack and ambush.

However, when he saw He Jingyun, he came out of the grass openly.

Snorted coldly, looked at He Jingyun, and asked, "Little friend, have you come to the wrong place?"

"What do you say?" He Jingyun asked.

"You have only given birth to the cultivation of the sixth layer of the Tattoo Realm, and I have already tattooed the first level of the Disciple Mirror, and there is a difference of four realms between us!" The monk looked arrogant and continued, "If I guessed correctly, you are looking for someone to take you to the score, right?"

He Jingyun shook his head and said, "If you think so, then it's up to you." ”

With a wave of his hand, two yellow chrysanthemum sickles flew towards the monk with the tattooed mirror.

A monk in the Tattoo Realm, even if it is a layer, is very different from a monk at the peak of the Tattoo Realm.

After the monk reached the Tattoo Realm, the life lines between the eyebrows extended through the body, and then through the entire body, from head to toe.

Therefore, there is much more vitality stored in the life pattern than in the life pattern realm monk.

When you fight, every move has great power, and ordinary people will die when they touch it.

The monk just raised his hand easily, and a bamboo pole appeared in his hand, and it turned out that the monk on the opposite side had the same bamboo pattern as the Nine Elders.

He Jingyun's first attack was easily cracked by the man with a bamboo cane.

"Attack!" He Jingyun did not waver in the slightest because of the missed blow, and the long sword in his hand stabbed forward, and the speed was extremely fast.

The monk hurriedly waved his bamboo staff to block it, and He Jingyun changed his move, and the sword in his hand suddenly turned into a phantom, attacking the thirty-six big points in the monk's body at the same time.

The monk hurriedly blocked the bamboo cane.

He Jingyun returned to one with ten thousand swords, and a sword stabbed out, slashing the monk's right shoulder. And he himself was unharmed, but the position of his body was staggered and exchanged with the opposite side in the confrontation just now.

"Okay, I'm pretty skilled!"

The monk's eyes were suddenly cautious, and he began to fight against He Jingyun in earnest.

He Jingyun took advantage of his unpreparedness, jumped up with all his strength, and then when he was in the air, he suddenly changed his life pattern, used his body as a weapon, and used his body as a huge hammer to smash towards the monks below.

"This ......" The monk looked at He Jingyun who was falling rapidly in the air, and found that a phantom of a giant hammer had conjured up around his body, and he couldn't help but be startled, and said, "It's not good, the weapon pattern, you are actually the weapon hammer pattern!"

"Kill!"

He Jingyun roared, ran with all his might, and the sledgehammer smashed down like a flying meteor.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the hammer struck the ground, and a huge pit was knocked out of the ground.

"Puff puff!"

The monk on the opposite side crawled out of the dusty mud pit, but was stabbed in the body by a sword from He Jingyun, who came from behind.

The eighteenth battle of skipping the level, win!