Accumulate a lot, 3,000 climbing the building realm is like locusts crossing the border, fists and strength passed, and the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.

Dong Nanyan turned sideways to avoid the tricky angle, the stabbing palm that crossed from the armpit behind his back, stretched out his foot and drew a semicircle on the ground, shoveled down the oncoming figure, pulled his arms back, and dragged the person behind him forward.

Instead of standing still like a wooden stake to beat Dong Nanyan, the figure who was held high above his head wrapped his hands around Dong Nanyan's arms, if Dong Nanyan didn't let go and maintained this posture, his arms would be broken.

The crowd of people poured over like flowing water, Dong Nanyan immediately made a decision, smashed the figure holding the figure down, shouted, and the light of Zanghua swept in all directions.

Fortunately, these three thousand ascending realms were all punches, and they didn't cast any magical spells, otherwise the overwhelming spells would have come over, and Dong Nanyan would have to complain.

The experience accumulated in the first few times, it is unrealistic to defeat these people in one go, and only by leaving time for ventilation in the hands can we win a chance to win!

Dong Nanyan quickly transferred after punching, not seeking to win with a punch, but just pulling out a relatively safe distance to convert his true qi.

The figures are stacked on top of each other, even if the time and distance have been reserved in advance, but there are still people who can catch up with him, in the gap between breathing, grab his shoulders, press Dong Nanyan to the ground, and then the strong fist intent surged down, and Dong Nanyan rolled in blood and blood, and was defeated again.

The young man's breath was already showing signs of exhaustion, and Song Jingxian appeared in front of Dong Nanyan this time, "Do you want to try again?"

Dong Nanyan nodded persistently, but this time, he asked more, "I don't want to give up, but Master, I've done everything I can, do you think I really won?"

Song Jingxian said indifferently: "I know if you can win or not, but I don't know if you want to win or not." ”

"I have a lot of backbone to try again and again, do you feel that although you are defeated, you are still honored?"

"Do you think I really want you to win the 3,000 Ascending Realm? Let me tell you, these 3,000 ascending realms are according to my mental vision, not to mention you, even if you cross the sea realm and fall into it, you will be piled to death by the sea of people, so there is no such thing as winning or losing at all, what I really want to see is your courage to punch and your fist intent. ”

"When you punch, if you don't punch with the determination to win, then why do you punch? Since you have chosen to punch, then you must have the belief of invincibility, whether you are really invincible or not, when you punch, you must have the idea of being invincible in the world, so that the punch you hit is your strongest punch, not still have residual strength!"

The yellow sand was rolling, and countless figures like gods and demons appeared in the desolate land, Song Jingxian stood in front of Dong Nanyan and said softly: "Look at it, I will pass on this style of boxing to you, which is called invincible!"

Like the collapse of the mountain fist, Song Jingxian's eyes were cold, there was no one in her eyes, a punch was punched, the wind and yellow sand rolled upside down, and the figure of 10,000 feet tall was as fragile as a ceramic bottle, shattered all over the ground, turning into ashes and drifting away.

Song Jingxian turned her head and said, "Have you read carefully?"

Just like watching the black-robed man take out his sword on the roof of his house, the young man was fascinated, followed this punch to the distance, and suddenly came back to his senses when he heard the woman's words, Dong Yanyan nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then shook his head again and again.

Song Jingxian flicked her hand, Dong Nanyan's body regained its vitality, disappeared in front of him again, the yellow sand reappeared, the figure came again, Song Jingxian's voice echoed in his ears, "Start practicing." ”

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Liuyue Mountain, Wolong Road.

To Ren Yuan's surprise, the man he threw at the foot of the mountain not only did not retreat in discouragement, but rose to the occasion and started all over again, moving forward step by step, down-to-earth, and every step was extremely difficult.

Ren Yuan rubbed his chin and changed his sitting posture slightly, "Fuyun Tong'er, this young man doesn't have any other origins?"

"Ancestor, he is an ordinary man in the market around here, he has no background, and it is rare to be able to watch perseverance walk up Liuyue Mountain. ”

Ren Yuan's eyes saw the man through, and after making sure that there were no traces of others on this mountaineer, Ren Yuan was interested, "Then see where he can go." ”

Wolong Road is not dangerous, but the seemingly smooth road actually hides murderous opportunities. For example, Sanxiu, who is currently in second place, if it weren't for the moon chasing horse with blood horns, and the hurricane rising from the flat ground at the horse's hooves, how could he take the lead and be far ahead?

However, this side also shows the strength of the eldest son of the Peiyin Luo family, who can not rely on foreign objects and walk in the forefront, which already explains everything, the flames that rise up can't get close to him, and the pines and cypresses hanging upside down in the mountains can't fascinate his eyes.

The man who walked silently at the back was called Luan An, his home was in the ancient city hundreds of miles away from Liuyue Mountain, Luan An, who had a dream of cultivation when he was young, learned that there were immortals on Liuyue Mountain to collect disciples, and after seeing thousands of cultivators at the foot of the mountain, instead of making him feel resigned, he strengthened Luan An's determination.

Unwilling to be obscure, unwilling to spend his life in such an ordinary way, and wanting to live a magnificent life, Luan An felt that climbing Liuyue Mountain was the only way for him to realize his dream, so no matter how hard and tired he was, he could accept it and endure it.

The pressure on Wolong Road was particularly great, Luan An was clumsed by the gravity that was different from the outside world, fortunately, he had walked through it once and had some experience, this time Luan An just wasted his physical strength, to the point that he did not crawl forward like the first time, using both hands and feet.

It is not easy for Luan An to be able to walk in the middle of the crowd of Wolong Dao as a mortal, many cultivators who try to come to Liuyue Mountain to fight for this mentor's connections can't stand the pain of going up the mountain and are willing to be a foil, and Luan An, a person with a firm mind and extraordinary perseverance, is looking up at those Tianjiao who are riding on the dust, and they are completely heartless when they are hit.

Boom!

It turned out that the eldest son of the Peiyin Luo family walked through half of the Wolong Road, which triggered the ban on the Wolong Road, and there were huge boulders rolling down on the already extremely difficult mountain road, occupying the entire mountain road, making it impossible to avoid.

"Huh", Liu Yang shouted, the blood horn under the crotch chased the moon horse stopped, and two clouds of white gas erupted from his nose, and when the boulder rolled in front of them, this dragon xenomorph actually jumped up, the horse stepped on the boulder, ran fast on the tumbling boulder, and after a while, he stepped on a high place, and then swooped down.

The eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Some people throw out a piece of artifact, and then pinch the trick to cast a spell, swap positions with the artifact, appear behind the boulder, continue to move forward, and some people choose to hit hard, relying on the sharpness of their divine soldiers, swinging the sword, wanting to divide the boulder into two, but unfortunately look at the long sword in the hand, but also underestimate the hardness of the boulder, like the mantis arm as a car, the long sword against the boulder, before the sword qi found a point to emanate, the long sword collapsed on the spot, not even a last word left, was crushed under the boulder, never stood out.

It doesn't matter if the boulder rolls to Luan An, the mountain boulder that has been cleared for a circle runs towards the end of the Wolong Road, Luan An, who is bent over his waist, has some hesitation on his face, and finally makes up his mind, at the moment when the boulder comes, Luan An jumped sideways to the mountain cliff, and avoided it dangerously.

Ren Yuan stroked his palm and said, "Fuyun Tong'er, increase the difficulty." ”

This Liuyue Mountain is actually a treasure made by Ren Yuan, during the old man's sleep, Liuyue Mountain has been temporarily managed by him, hearing Ren Yuan say that it will be more difficult, Fuyun Boy asked: "Does the ancestor want to see the result as soon as possible?"

Liuyue Mountain is clean, usually either Ren Yuan sleeps on the worrying clouds, or the Fuyun boy sits on the threshold of the top of the mountain in a daze, obviously the master of the Fuyun Boy, but he likes to let the Fuyun Boy call him the ancestor, Ren Yuan pointed to a woman on the mountainside and said: "Actually, it is not bad to accept a female disciple, the teacher is like a father, the daughter is a caring little padded jacket, and it has been passed on for a lifetime, this is old, and you have to warm up your body, isn't it?"

Fuyun Tongzi heard the meaning of the old man's words, Liuyue Mountain has never accepted female disciples, Fuyun Tongzi explained: "The ancestor is not strange, and the disciple is coming, this Hongjin woman is the eldest daughter of the ancestor of Hongcui Mountain, the ancestor of Hongcui Mountain entrusted to me, let me help take care of one or two, she is not for anything else this mountaineering, the right is to temper and temper the heart." ”

Ren Yuan narrowed his eyes, and his eyes with a scar looked very hideous, "Then if she walks here, do you say I will accept it or not?"

Fuyun Boy pleaded guilty and said: "It's the disciple's fault that he agreed to come down for the ancestor without authorization." ”

Hongcui Mountain has its own strengths, and the old man is a shopkeeper, Ren Yuan understands the difficulties of the Fuyun boy in his heart, makes a face, and says no, this matter has passed.

The Fuyun boy pinched the trick, the difficulty on the Wolong Road increased again, and two people appeared in front of the eldest grandson of the Luo family who walked in front, both of them were powerful men, standing on both sides of the avenue on the left and right, staring at him with cold eyes.

Sitting down, the Blood Horn Moon Chasing Horse let out an uneasy neigh, but then a wilder roar came from Wolong Road, and there was a snow-white python across the mountain road, looking at the Blood Horn Moon Chasing Horse, as if it was eyeing its own prey.

A martial artist appeared in front of the qi refiner, a fierce beast appeared in front of the xenomorph divine horse, and a mist drifted in front of Luan An, who was walking at the back of the crowd, and there seemed to be an immortal sitting on the top of the mountain preaching and teaching in front of him, with a solemn style and enviability.

Luan An looked at this brief scene obsessively, looked up at the Liuyue Mountain with a hard end in sight, as if he had made up his mind, and strode towards the mountain, making the Fuyun boy subconsciously frown.

It is a good thing and a bad thing to be obsessed with such a deep obsession, how much motivation can people generate, and how much motivation can people struggle and be trapped in it.