"True Spirit Breath."

"Ling Xiao Order, it's Ling Xiao Order."

"He is Nan Xiaohou, the son of Nan Tianhou."

At this time, someone recognized Nan Xiaohou's identity and exclaimed.

As soon as the Ling Xiao Order came out, the voices of doubts around him became lower and lower.

But the eyes of some Tianjiao disciples became more and more gloomy.

"It turns out that the so-called twelve seats of the spirit bell have long been determined, and it is ridiculous that we are still comparing each other in this spiritual power."

Song Jiantao of the True Sword Sect spoke indifferently, very disdainful.

"What about the internal decision, isn't it also blasted out."

Ye Qingfeng sneered even more.

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing that someone was revealing his scars, Nan Xiaohou was very unhappy and spoke out ruthlessly.

"Oh, just by virtue of your mere mid-level condensation, if you didn't have the identity of the son of Nantianhou, anyone who dared to talk to me like this would have turned into a pile of flesh and blood."

Between the words, the spiritual power on Ye Qingfeng's body surged, and the strength of the peak of condensation qi exploded, and he burst out.

"Okay, okay, you bully people only dare to bully and bully children."

"I heard that someone just killed the group of madmen in the Seven Killing Gates, and now they have driven out this little Marquis of Nantian, I'm very curious, why don't we compare with each other to see who is more powerful, and enter the spirit bell twelve seats first."

"Look, among us, who can be the chief of the spirit bell."

Outside of Lingwei, there was a wind rising, and Lu Chunhua rose alone, alone under Lingwei, coming and going freely, and went straight to within eight steps of Lingwei.

Show the power of the pinnacle of condensation.

"Who's disciple, if you have such a fat guts, you may not have a good life in the future."

Some teenagers shook their heads, very sorry.

"Still, I'm still interested in the competition."

As soon as the words changed, Li Mingda got up and left.

Stomp and tread

With the sound of stepping, it is also straight into the eight steps of Lingwei, which is very easy.

At this moment, within eight steps of Lingwei, Tianjiao gathered.

In a short period of time, as many as eight people gathered.

"This is the Tianjiao outside the True Xuanzong!"

At this moment, Li Xianxian's head was numb, and she was now insisting with all her might, but it was only within seven steps.

In his eyes, the color of loneliness gradually rose.

Compared to them, the talent that he has always been proud of is nothing.

"Immortal, your cultivation time is still short, as long as you work steadily, the peak of condensation is not a problem for you."

"It's just that in this kind of scene, without my Tongtian Peak, I'm afraid that I will be complained by Senior Brother."

"Take care of yourself."

An Ran at this moment was a little different, and there was a smear of fire rising in his eyes.

"However, those people are all ten layers of condensation!"

"The tenth layer of condensation qi is indeed very strong, but I am not without Tongtian Peak."

An Ran touched Li Xianxian's hair dotingly, and then spoke firmly.

Even more trembling.

Mu Bei came from behind, and used the middle level of condensation to torture and kill the ninth layer of condensing qi, and his combat power was close to that of the senior brother, how could he not be touched.

He is also known as a martial arts genius who has no one in a hundred years!

As soon as the words turned, the spiritual power came out of the body, and under the explosion of endless spiritual power, he cultivated to the tenth layer of condensation qi and entered the peak realm of condensation.

Self-generated infinite emotion, the ambition to the sky emerged, and moved forward.

Stomp

In the eyes of everyone, An Ran took two steps forward and went straight to the ninth layer of Lingwei.

Enron, today, stepped into the peak of condensation and competed with many martial arts masters.

The real Tianjiao is not the Tianjiao who is the king and hegemon of a certain sect.

"I, the true disciple of Tongtian Peak, An Ran, have seen you!"

Between the words, the power of the peak of condensation qi was like a sharp blade, and it exploded in an instant, mixed with a thick sound, and gradually came out.

Its terrifying momentum overwhelmed eight people in the same realm.

Boom, boom, boom

Under the stimulation of Enron, the eight qi qi rose up and competed with each other.

Within Lingwei, the pressure continued to superimpose, and Li Xianxian's face was also ugly, and he left Lingwei with everyone.

In just a moment, under the spiritual power, only the nine great martial arts Tianjiao remained.

Under the pride of heaven, you can't exist alone!

"This ...... Is that the real third senior brother? ”

Li Xianxian's heart beat faster and he couldn't believe it.

"How is it possible, how could he step into the tenth layer of condensation before me, what kind of demon method did he use."

In the crowd, Tie Zhitian couldn't believe it, and his eyes were full of madness.

As for the True Inheritance disciples behind him, Shadow Kill and the others, they were silent, and their eyes were shining.

Later, there was a sigh in my heart, which kept ringing.

"Oh, it's kind of interesting, does this Tongtian Peak have so many geniuses!"

On the fourth floor of Wanbao, Nan Zhentian was very surprised when he saw this scene, and he did not have the slightest jealousy.

His mentality seems to be playing with the world.

As for Shen Tianyu and the others, their eyes were gloomy and very unwilling.

On the twelve seats of Lingbao, Mubei meditated, only to feel the mysterious breath constantly coming, in the consciousness, there is a huge golden light emerged, as if there is a golden bell, but looming, extremely vague.

Immediately, the Devouring Demon Sutra came out, turning the power of swallowing and swallowing the breath of mystery.

Suddenly, countless feelings of repression came out one by one, and many repressive decisions were born, which were clear in the chest.

In this regard, Mu Bei remained silent, and suppressed them one by one in the way of the true mystery, and devoured the "Devouring Demon Sutra" one by one, containing the power of the true mystery's suppression.

Unconsciously, the power of Zhenxuan's suppression became stronger and stronger, and it was more than twice as powerful as before.

The perception of martial arts and the expansion of his horizons made Demubei more and more comfortable with the way of suppression.

Suddenly, Mu Bei's eyes opened and closed, and a faint suppressive force floated out,

boom

Mu Bei got up, carried the suppression, and attacked the eleventh seat of the spirit bell.

"Look for death!"

Almost the moment Mu Bei made a move, the eleven people found out.

Above the seat, there was a figure flickering, and the power of the technique burst out from it.

"Town!"

The powerful and irresistible force of suppression was instantly suppressed, and Zhang Po couldn't stand upright.

Under the suppression, the qi and blood surged, the spiritual power was stagnant, and Zhang Po's face was extremely ugly.

"I am a member of the Nantian Zhang family, you dare to touch me!"

The strength is not good, Zhang Po moved out of the family behind him, wanting to deter Mubei.

"It doesn't matter who is behind you, don't say that you are just the Zhang family behind you, even if it is Nan Zhentian himself, you should retreat or have to retreat today."

"If you don't have enough strength, you are not enough, you are you, and the family is the family, you have to distinguish this clearly."

Mu Bei's voice was deep, and a sense of disgust rose in his heart.

syllable

A palm broke through the air and directly knocked Zhang Po out.

Then, Mu Bei sat on the eleventh seat of the spirit bell and fell into meditation.

"Devouring Demon Sutra" came into being, frantically devouring the surrounding breath, strengthening itself, and cultivating the true Xuanyun to suppress!

At this moment, Mu Bei unexpectedly found that above the eleven seats, the appearance of the golden light spirit bell gradually became clear.

Although it is still not clear, it is much less vague than above the twelve seats.

"What kind of person is this guy, so arrogant."

"First Nan Xiaohou, and then the Zhang family, he thought he could fight one seat at a time."

Above the other ten seats, voices were heard.

Under the spiritual light, there is no appearance, but the voice can be transmitted.

In the voice, there was a sense of unhappiness, and it came out.

"If he has the ability, then he will fight all the way."

"If you have the ability, you will be on the top, and if you don't have the ability, you will be eliminated."

This sentence also applies to us.

On the third seat of the spirit bell, a solemn voice came out.

After that, no more voices came, and it was clear that he was caught in a state of realization.