Chapter 367: Osan Divine Spring
The city wall is built of solid colored stone, from the beginning of the towering city gate, stretching to both sides, until the end of the line of sight, the momentum is majestic and solemn! On a long black boulder, two big characters are written: Nanming! The pen is strong and powerful, like a dragon and snake dancing wildly, the momentum is amazing!
This is Nanming City!
On this day, a black-robed monk walked outside the city, his face was upright, his eyes were warm and bright, and his gestures naturally revealed an extraordinary!
This monk is none other than Mo Yu! And this city is also the first city he saw when he entered the Central Continent.
"Nanming City...... It is worthy of the land of Zhongzhou, and a random city has such an momentum! In this city, I can faintly sense countless powerful breaths, which can be called a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!" Mo Yu thought silently, his eyes swept forward, and suddenly flickered slightly.
I saw that not far from the city gate, a huge arena was built, and there were countless monks inside and outside, and the sound of inspiring fighting continued to come, causing onlookers to applaud!
"Li Dao's friendly and strong strength!"
"If you win this game again, it's the seventh round!"
"After ten rounds of fighting, even if you are famous, even if you lose, you can get a lot of momentum!"
"Let's see how many rounds he can make to the first round!"
The noisy discussion came into his ears, Mo Yu frowned slightly, but he didn't understand what the purpose of this ring was?
"Daoist friends should have come from a remote place to participate in the grand event of Osan Mountain, right? The speaker was in his thirties, white-faced, with a close smile on the corners of his mouth, and a pair of purring and rolling eyes that looked extraordinarily shrewd.
Mo Yu had already noticed that this person was approaching, turned to look at him, and said, "Then I have to ask my pipe friends." ”
Guan Li smiled, did not speak, and made a vague twisting motion in his hand.
"Ten top-grade treasure crystals, fellow Daoists, please say. ”
Guan Li's eyes lit up slightly, he took Baojing away without moving, coughed lightly, and said: "Wushan, in the southeast of Nanming City, more than 230,000 miles away, belongs to the range of the beast clan's potential! And the most important point is that this Divine Spring Power is only effective for cultivators below the seventh order, and after breaking through the seventh order, whether it is spiritual cultivation or physical cultivation, there is a way to obtain some kind of powerful heavenly power or bloodline power!"
"Wushan Divine Spring, open once every thirty years! Our human race and the beast race have long had an agreement, and the divine spring will be opened, and each time both sides will occupy five entry places! The five places of the beast race will be divided equally among several major beast race groups, and the quota of our human race will be fought for by all sixth-order monks within eight million miles of the land of Chennan!"
Speaking of this, Guan Li coughed lightly again and looked up with a smile.
Mo Yu waved his sleeves and took out ten top-grade treasure crystals again.
Guan Li showed a satisfied expression, accepted the treasure crystal, and continued: "My Chennan land is known as eight million miles, although it is slightly untrue, but it is not much different, there are a total of six hundred and thirty-seven cities and stars! Each city, depending on the size of the scale, each has a certain quota! Take my Nanming City as an example, the medium city, there are a total of ten quotas! The small city, there are only five quotas, there are the big cities, there are enough twenty places, and such as Huyan, Nanxing and other super cities, there are as many as eighty quotas!"
"But the quota here only means that there is a qualification to snatch the opportunity to enter the Osan Divine Spring! The previous opening of the Divine Spring has been called the Osan Grand Event, attracting tens of millions of monks from the land of Chennan to participate, but in the end, there are only five people who can enter the Divine Spring! However, this Taoist friend does not need to be discouraged, after all, there are only five places, and there are still major families and sects Tianjiao to snatch it, and we are willing to be a green leaf foil! Moreover, the grand event of Osan is not without our harvest. ”
He turned around and pointed to the ring not far away, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoists, look, this ring is where my Nanming City snatched the quota to go to Wushan! Even if you fail, it doesn't matter, if you perform dazzlingly in the ring, or survive more than ten rounds, you will have the opportunity to be invited by all parties in Nanming City, and your status will rise sharply!"
"If you beat the crowd and win one of the ten places, you will immediately become the most dazzling monk in Nanming City! As long as you return alive from Wushan, you will be sought after by all parties! In fact, it is the only way to become famous and rise! Guan has seen it, there is a monk who is a blockbuster, and he is favored by a certain sect to enter the door wall, and he will be extraordinary in the future!"
Speaking of this, Guan Li's tone couldn't help but feel a little more fanatical, and then turned into gloom! He had also participated in the ring fight, but in the end, he ...... This person shook his head secretly, quickly gathered his thoughts, glanced at Mo Yu, but couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
At the city gate, he took advantage of the opportunity of the Wushan event to explain to the monks in the remote place to earn treasure crystals, and he contacted hundreds of monks, but no one was able to remain calm after hearing everything!
Mo Yu bowed his head and said nothing, his surface was calm, but his lowered eyes were bright!
Osan Sacred Spring!
Break through the bottleneck and have a chance to get a powerful talent or blood power!
Now, Mo Yu is no longer a little monk in Four Seasons City, and his vision has improved as he has become powerful with his cultivation!
In the world, the seventh order is a crucial watershed!
The cultivation of the beast race, breaking through the seventh order, can transform the human body, and is no longer limited by the ontology! For the human monks, spiritual cultivation can first sense the rules of the plane, and physical cultivation can awaken the bloodline in the body! However, in this process, there are very few people who can successfully obtain the heaven-given supernatural power or bloodline power! And once they obtain it, their own strength will increase greatly, and at the same time, it shows that there is the possibility of advancing to a higher realm!
In the demigod ruins, Mo Yu used Zhu Guo to refine the divine blood, and the powerful amount of power generated was absorbed by the bloodline to strengthen himself, and nearly half of it was used to [forge the body] to form a left hand that reached the strength of the demigod body!
One step away from the Battle Emperor Realm! He clearly sensed that his physical body had reached a bottleneck, but for a while, there was no sign of a breakthrough! And this Wushan Divine Spring might be able to help him set foot in the Battle Emperor Realm in one fell swoop, and then his cultivation would rise greatly, even if Zhu Guo did not lose the black spear, a big killer hole card, it would be enough to have a certain amount of self-preservation power in the Central Continent!
Moreover, Mo Yu is also looking forward to it, what kind of bloodline power will he generate by refining the divine blood, strengthening the bloodline, and then absorbing the power of the divine spring, breaking through the seventh order?
This creation is not to be missed!
He looked up, "In the ring battle, can the monk intervene?"
Guan Li came back to his senses and hurriedly said: "The battle in the ring is part of the Wushan event, and it is the peerless powerhouse of our human race who formulates the rules, and no one dares to interfere openly!"
Mo Yu let go of the last doubt in his heart, arched his hand slightly, and said, "Thank you for leaving the Taoist and saying goodbye!" He turned around and strode towards the ring, his eyes showing determination!
The land of Chennan is 8 million miles, and the scope is unimaginable! There must be many geniuses and countless strong people!
But one of these five places must belong to him!
Certain!
Guan Li looked at Mo Yu's back, he had explained many times before, most of the monks he met rushed straight to the ring like Mo Yu, but most of them were easily defeated and ended miserably, and there were very few who could survive ten rounds!
He didn't feel too powerful aura from Mo Yu, but thinking of his always calm look, Guan Li suddenly felt that he might be different. After hesitating, Guan Li gritted his teeth and followed behind him, walking towards the ring, laughing at himself, "If he fails, I will come back immediately, and it won't take much time......"
In the ring, there were two monks fighting together, both of them were in the realm of the king of war, and the blood was rolling all over their bodies, and between moving and stepping down, the ring trembled and roared!
Mo Yu stepped forward, and the body of the monk in front of him was forced away by an invisible force, and everyone roared excitedly, but no one noticed his arrival. Although he decided to make a move, Mo Yu was not in a hurry, and was in the audience for the time being, observing the battle of other monks!
Soon, his eyes flashed slightly, and he secretly said that the Qingyi Battle King was going to be defeated! Sure enough, after this person struggled to support two moves, he was imprinted on his chest with a palm, and his face was pale and fell into the surrounding crowd, unwilling to be defeated!
"I'm going to fight you!"
In the midst of the low drink, another Spirit King monk flew up to the stage, relying on his flexible body technique, and began to fight with the War King monk! But only after a while, this person was defeated again, and after eating the Battle King's punch, blood gushed from his mouth and nose!
In the ring, the warrior monk laughed wildly, "Happy! Happy! Who is still coming to fight!" He was sweating profusely, and a vertical scar on the corner of his forehead was red due to congestion, like an open third word, and the momentum was terrifying!
"Monk from Purgatory Valley!"
"There is no such madman except here!"
"It's the ninth round, one more battle, even if it's an elite monk, it's really enviable!"
"Hehe, it's useless to be envious, I don't want to fight with this kind of madman! Nine people, all of them are seriously injured, this person is getting worse and heavier!"
Hearing the words of awe in his ears, Mo Yu's brows furrowed slightly, in his eyes, the strength of this Purgatory Valley Battle King was nothing, but his methods of fighting were extremely fierce, and his physical strength and strength were far above that of ordinary War Kings, and he even mastered some kind of short-term burst secret technique in his hands!
It's just that just one Nanming City, supporting the ninth round of monks in the ring, has such strength, and the Central Continent really deserves to be a holy land of cultivation! The overall strength of the monks is far from being comparable to a remote place! It is conceivable that the strength of those real Tianjiao must be extremely terrifying!
Mo Yu was silent, but he was a little more cautious in his heart! Although he was extremely confident in his own strength, it seemed that he still had to be more careful in the competition for the Wushan Divine Spring!
And while he was thinking about it, a Spirit King monk had already stepped into the ring again and started the tenth round of battles, fighting against the Purgatory Valley War King!
This cultivation strength is not weak, and he is proficient in binding spells, and he attacks one after another, which makes it difficult for the Purgatory Valley War King to be restrained, and he roars again and again, but it is difficult to hurt him even a little!