"I said, aren't you tired of walking so fast?"

Wearing a bewitching red dress and holding two towering peaks on her chest, the foxy woman bowed out of breath, her right hand supported the steep and smooth mountain wall, looking at the few people in front of her who were not tired at all, and couldn't help but ask.

Half a month ago, after the sect master brought them to the foot of the mountain, he began to let them climb the holy mountain on foot to strengthen their minds.

At the beginning, the woman in the red dress didn't care, after all, being able to be valued by the sect master was already too ordinary, and besides, she was already a cultivator in the god realm, and the person who was able to come to this point was naturally far beyond the reach of others.

On the other hand, most of the others are only around the middle of the Yuan Infant period.

As for the little girl named Sun Qingruo who came over from behind the sect master, her cultivation was not even Yuanying.

In the entire team, the only one who can barely compete with himself is the Buddha of the Western Regions who has just entered the realm of transforming gods.

It's just that......

Over time, slowly.

The woman in red gradually realized that things didn't seem to go in the direction she had imagined.

Especially on the tenth day after the climb.

It's just that he was distanced by the Buddha, and even Sun Qingruo, who only had the Jindan realm, came from behind and surpassed himself!

Today, not to mention overtaking, even keeping up with the pace of several of them and keeping a distance has become a luxury.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

At this moment, a clear and gentle Buddha horn suddenly came from the front.

The woman in red endured the fatigue raging on her body and looked up at the front.

I saw that the Buddha in front of me had paused, and with a gentle smile like a spring breeze, he said softly:

"There is still more than half a distance from the top of the mountain, and the further we go, the more obvious the suppression of the avenue will be, if we go our own way, I am afraid it will be difficult to complete the assessment given to us by the king."

As he spoke, he glanced at the three people behind him, and asked with a smile in a mellow voice:

"The poor monk suggests that the four of us might as well go together and take turns to resist the suppression of the Great Dao on the Holy Mountain."

"What do the donors think?"

Sun Qingruo, who was dressed in a simple plain robe, and another lean and cold man, couldn't help but stop their steps, and they all converged their eyes on the Buddha.

But......

Before the two of them could speak, the woman in red's cheeky but somewhat tired voice came from behind them.

"I agree!"

The woman in red stared at the Buddha with burning eyes, as if she was looking at her lover.

If she was just on her own, she really didn't have much confidence that she would be able to reach the top of the mountain, but if she could walk in a group and take turns to resist the suppression of this avenue, the probability of reaching the top would definitely increase greatly!

Of course, if you can't talk about it, it doesn't matter.

She's not completely without hole cards.

The Buddha smiled gently, and looked at Sun Qingruo and the lean man:

"The Red Lotus donor has already agreed, I wonder what the Sun and Ye donors think?"

"If it's just the three of us, I don't have an opinion, but if you count her, I don't accept it."

Ye Hong glanced at the Buddha and pointed to the woman in red behind him, his tone was slightly cold and indifferent.

"Ye Hong! The old lady has a grudge against you, right?! ”

After Honglian heard Ye Hong's words, she couldn't care about the collapse of her body, and pointed to the back of the latter's head and scolded.

"Amitabha, don't be impatient."

The Buddha chanted in a low voice, and after a while, the red lotus, which was still being exported, seemed to be restrained by some mysterious power, and it gradually calmed down.

She looked deeply at the young monk, and when her mind stirred it away, she turned away and did not speak again.

The Buddha smiled slightly, immediately looked at the lean and cold Ye Hong, and said softly:

"Lord Ye is prejudiced against the Red Lotus Donor?"

"Not really."

Ye Hong's tone was still indifferent.

"I just can't get used to getting something for nothing."

"What did you say!"

When Honglian heard this, her expression suddenly turned cold, and at the same time, a faint spiritual pressure overflowed from herself, and in an instant, it enveloped Ye Hong.

The moment the spiritual pressure came into contact with his body, Ye Hong felt as if he was carrying a towering mountain on his body, and he couldn't help but snort.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Seeing this, the Buddha couldn't help but recite the Buddha horn again, slowly dissipated the coercion, and said softly:

"The road to the top of the mountain is far away, and with only the three of us working together, I'm afraid it will still be difficult to reach the top."

"In addition...... The Red Lotus donor has the bloodline of the ancient divine beast Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, and now he is lagging behind us, but he has not gone all out. ”

Ye Hong mobilized the blood qi in his body, and after recovering slightly, he didn't say anything more.

Seeing this, the Buddha looked at Sun Qingruo next to him, who had never said a word.

"What does Master Sun think?"

The latter shook his head slightly.

"That being the case...... I'll breathe in place for a while, and when I'm back in shape, I'll continue to the summit! ”

——

"It's time to ...... over"

A gentle and mellow voice sounded slowly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that on the five puppets, the light suddenly shone brightly, changing the formation, and firmly surrounding Ji Boying!

The silver-white gold puppet led by him jumped high, looking down on Ji Boying who was still on the ground in the posture of a god.

The majestic and vigorous spiritual power, enveloped by the Gangfeng, not only condensed and gathered, but finally formed a giant wind cone nearly 100 zhang long!

The moment the wind cone condensed, the members of the Wandao Merchant House who were still in the City Lord's Mansion felt a huge suction force constantly grabbing the surrounding air, and the terrifying negative pressure made them a little unstable on their feet!

They are still hundreds of feet away from the wind cone, but what will happen to Ji Boying, who is directly below the wind cone? !

The four puppets representing water, fire, earth, and wood respectively, seeing that the golden puppet had condensed the strongest blow, they shot one after another, firmly binding and fixing Ji Boying!

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move a bit!

The old man above the canopy, seeing that the time was ripe, slowly raised his right hand, and then fell suddenly.

The next moment......

The golden puppet followed him like a shadow, hugged the hundred-zhang wind cone condensed in front of him, and pushed it down fiercely at Ji Boying.

At this moment, with Ji Boying as the center, within a radius of 300 zhang, it was reduced to a vacuum and fell into dead silence.

Until......

The moment the wind cone landed on Ji Boying's body, the space was visibly distorted and collapsed.

A sonic boom that almost punctured the eardrum exploded!

The raging air flow is like an inverted mushroom cloud, blooming suddenly, rolling up the already dilapidated bluestone ground, crushing it into powder, and then completely turning into a sea of sand that obscures the sky and the sun......

It was this moment......

A dazzling glow of gold and purple flickered quickly and violently, so fast that even nine percent of the people present did not notice it.

The old man above the canopy, although he noticed this dazzling light, did not pay much attention to it.

This blow was no weaker than the blow of the peak powerhouse of the Transformation God Realm.

No matter how strong this young man is, he can't resist it!

That's it......

The sonic boom and dust storm lasted for a quarter of an hour before they showed signs of dissipating.

The two or five boys in the Zhenling Array, as well as the core members of the Ten Thousand Dao Commercial Houses in the City Lord's Mansion, all looked towards the middle of the inverted mushroom cloud composed of sand and dust at this moment.

I saw that in the blur and haze, a burly figure slowly emerged.

Then came the second course, the third course...... The fifth!

The hearts of everyone in the City Lord's Mansion suddenly sank.

Five figures appeared, but there was no one they wanted to see the most!

Don't......

As for the group of two or five boys in the Soul Suppression Array, after seeing this scene, the excitement and smile on their faces couldn't help but condense and expand little by little.

Finally dead!

That man...... Finally dead!

Whew-

That's when it happened.

A gust of wind that came from nowhere suddenly accelerated the dissipation of the inverted mushroom dust storm.

The originally vague and hazy scene suddenly became extremely clear to the naked eye.

I saw that the five puppets that were originally full of brilliance were like stone sculptures at the moment, dim and motionless......

As for the stone carving in the middle.

It is a snow-white figure like a fairy, transcendent and independent!

He looked up at the blue-robed old man above the canopy, and asked with a smile:

"This ...... Is it Qinghua Divine Sect? ”