After Sima Yuan's fierce battle, he meditated cross-legged and looked at the four directions.

But I saw that except for the mountain that was controlled by many families, it was still entangled, and everything had a belonging.

The Xiao clan controls the southeast, Zhao Mengjing's home field in the east, the Spirit Array Peak Wu Array in the northeast, Sima Yuan in the northwest, and Ye Qingshan in the southwest.

Due north is killing at this moment, and many family elites such as the Liu family, the Ye family, the Wang family, and the Han family have fierce expressions and momentum.

Suddenly, Sima Yuan's eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of playfulness.

But I saw a young man in a Confucian robe full of benevolence, righteousness and morality to climb the north mountain.

After a while, chickens flew and dogs jumped, and exclamations and unwilling voices sounded.

When Sima Yuan was secretly talking about Senior Brother Zhuge 's good methods, a familiar figure came into view.

It was the Xiao Zhen who was defeated and went down the mountain!

He glanced at the southeast mountain, and a trace of shadow crossed his eyes, the strength of the Xiao clan was beyond his expectations.

The threat is especially higher than that of the Zhao clan.

Not to mention that the Xiao family itself already has nearly three Jin Dan existences, and its secret background is even more shocking, not to mention that the ancestor of the Xiao family who doesn't care about the world can crush everything.

Sima Yuan's face was gloomy, and he muttered to himself, "Yuanying Zhenren, Thousand Miles Overlord!"

As far as he knew, although the six great sects of the entire Qinghong Prefecture claimed to have 500,000 monks, they were actually only more than 200,000.

As for the Yuanying real person standing on the threshold of the avenue, it was only a hand.

He looked up and stood with his hands in his hands, Jin Dan is not the threshold, and Yuan Ying Fang is the avenue!

And he is just building a foundation, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to enter the Yuan Infant Law Eye.

Sima Yuan said to himself, "I want to become Jindan, only by becoming Jindan is hot, can I have the qualification to get a glimpse of Yuanying Avenue in the future!"

Oh, his eyes became more and more fierce when he looked at the rest of the mountains, and his fighting spirit was high!

A sky-high momentum erupted, like an invitation to battle!

With the invitation of the Sima Yuan Dynasty, thousands of monks under the six mountains shook and exclaimed, and everyone looked excited.

The decisive battle is coming!

On the southeast mountain, Xiao Ling's eyes were calm, directly swept past Sima Yuan, and landed on Zhao Mengjing's mountain, and there seemed to be a trace of blazing heat in his eyes.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, let alone the road of the avenue!

At this time, the mountain cheered enthusiastically again, and gambling houses sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, cutting everyone's pockets one after another.

A gray-robed monk who had already changed his face rolled his eyes, ran to the bottom of Zhao Mengjing's mountain, and opened a gambling house again.

Two slim cardamom girls waved their flags at the foot of Sima Yuan Mountain with reverent eyes, cheering and cheering.

"Uncle Junior, come on!"

"Brother Huohuo, Xiaoyu supports you!"

A gentle and graceful figure smiled lightly, and walked to the Sword Peak station as if no one was around, "Go and cheer!"

Wang Lan, Wu Yi, Mo Yu and others were stunned at first when they heard this, and then looked at the two twenty-eight girls who were cheering hoarsely, and looked at each other.

Then they walked to Huo Xiaoyu and Zhong Lingyun's side one by one dejectedly, each with a red look and a nervous look.

In the end, it was Wang Lan who coughed lightly, he took the lead in taking a step, took a deep breath of turbidity, sank into the dantian, raised his eyebrows, and roared,

"Senior Brother Yuan, victory, victory!"

Two sudden roars almost startled the two girls, and then they found out that they were shouting for their senior brother, and all the figures trembled, and Dasheng shouted.

"Uncle Junior, victory, Brother Huohuo, victory!"

...........

The scene under the mountain naturally fell into Sima Yuan's eyes, and with the shouts of Huo Xiaoyu and others, many of the same brothers who had pressed a lot of money on Sima Yuan raised their arms and shouted,

"Senior Brother Yuan, victory!"

He smiled slightly, raised his arm naturally, and then slammed his fist into a fist.

The Xiao clan on the southeast hill shook their heads with a sneer, and Zhao Mengjing opened his eyes and closed his eyes, and everything was difficult to move.

A figure appeared on the top of the mountain shrouded by spirit arrays, and its eyes looked at Sima Yuan with interest.

He muttered to himself, "Before entering the foundation building, I crossed the border to fight, and the young master wanted to see if you could fight my half-step realm!"

A little, the battle for the north hill finally came to an end.

Under the joint efforts of Xiao Zhen and Zhuge Wuchang, the major cultivator families were expelled from the mountain in a scolding manner.

Then, less than half an hour, after a loud bang, Xiao Zhen coughed up blood and retreated.

The people under the mountain exclaimed again, noisy and boiling.

"Lost again, that Senior Brother Xiao Zhen lost two games in a row, tsk. It's a pity. ”

Someone looked at Sima Yuan's side of the mountain with ill will, "This Senior Brother of Jianfeng is only in the early stage of foundation building, why don't I take advantage of these three days to join forces for a while?"

Someone on the side sneered, "You are stupid, everyone has failed miserably at the peak of foundation building, you can reap the benefits of only one mid-stage foundation building, Lao Tzu persuaded you to die of this heart." ”

"It's not right for Daoyou to say this, you must know that manpower is sometimes poor, so no matter how powerful Sima Yuan is, can he resist our wheel war?"

"Let's go, let's try it, maybe we can pick up a leak. ”

Before the words fell, dozens of monks took off in unison and went straight to Sima Yuan's mountain.

The momentum is like a rainbow, magnificent and vast.

At a cursory glance, there are more than ten foundations.

Everyone seemed to treat Sima Yuan as a soft persimmon.

Sima Yuan raised his head to look up at the top of the clouds, and the whistling sound came from his ears, and he said softly without looking back, "Ask God, out of the body!"

Suddenly, before more than a dozen foundation-building monks approached the top of the mountain, a huge sword qi with a length of ten zhang rushed in.

It was a huge sword qi that was purely condensed from the sword element, and the white blazing light on it shone brightly, shining across the entire blue sky.

Under Sima Yuan's full strength, a strong and powerful force far beyond the late stage of foundation building was suppressed, and when everyone's faces changed greatly, the sword qi roared.

Straight ahead of several figures.

Bang, bang, bang.

Several terrible screams pierced through the sky, and in the sound of gasping cold air, five of the more than ten foundation building monks were seriously injured on the spot and fell down.

The rest of them were almost heartbroken, cold to the bone.

Someone raised his head and roared, "Senior Brother Yuan spare your life, I'll retreat!"

As if hearing the hoarse cry for mercy, the huge sword qi lagged slightly, and then reversed back.

Thousands of Qi refining disciples under the mountain breathed in unison, and there was a cold silence.

In a moment, a wave of chatter rang out, hisses, exclamations, and violent wheezing sounded in the mountains.

And Sima Yuan's move naturally ushered in more peeps and inquiries.

For example, in the southeast, the handsome young man looked sideways slightly, as if he was surprised.

The Confucian-robed monk in the north looked at the fellow disciples who wanted to pick up the leaks but returned in vain, and sighed halfway, "The ignorant are fearless."

If Sima Yuan was really so easy to deal with, and he still used to go down the mountain, the friendship between the two sides could be compared to the position of the peak master? He read and didn't read stupidly, if he didn't know that Sima Yuan's magic weapon was powerful, how could he go down the mountain?

He muttered softly, "There are fools every year, and there are especially many this year. ”

Zhao Mengjing, who was pranayama with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at the mountain where Sima Yuan was, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

That little mole ant in the past has grown to such a situation today, can it threaten him?

He muttered to himself, "Your chance is over here."

In the southwest, the Mengsha Shadow Qingbo moved slightly, glanced at the direction where Sima Yuan was, and then looked at Zhong Lingyun, who was looking crazy at the foot of the mountain, frowned slightly, and seemed to be muttering to himself, "I played wild not long after I came to Shangzong, and Xiao Nizi was still a little undisciplined." ”

Half a quarter of an hour later, six huge breaths above the top of the clouds suddenly descended, and a flat voice sounded,

"The six candidate peak masters of Lingxiao Peak have come out, you must stick to the mountain for three days, and then take turns to fight again after three days to compete for the position of peak master!"

As this voice fell, the eyes of the surrounding foundation building monks brightened, as if there was a green light.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, their eyes automatically swept over the hill where Zhao Mengjing, Xiao Ling and the others were, and then glanced at the northeast where the formation was raging, as if they were hesitant.

However, there are also people who do not believe in evil and fight into the northeast mountains with great courage.

But I saw that there were seven monks joining forces and directly breaking the formation, like a wave falling into the ocean.

After a flash of light, there was no sound.

It's gone.

The scene froze for half an hour, and then a series of cold air twitches sounded.

A middle-aged monk in a green robe wanted to find out, but after such a scene fell into his eyes, he immediately shivered, and a trace of cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

Wipe your hands and get wet.

He inadvertently glanced at the mountain where Sima Yuan was, and a huge and terrifying sword light appeared out of thin air in his mind, and his breathing was a little short, almost suffocating.

He immediately shook his head again and again, secretly saying that it was so dangerous that he almost walked on a road of no return.

Then he looked at the southwest hill, and the beautiful shadow seemed to be standing alone in the wind, lonely and drifting.

His heart was shocked, and a momentum of 'finally my turn to come out' exploded, and he was about to go to that beauty for a while.

But I saw that the disciple of the Xiao clan who was from the top of the mountain occupied by Sima Yuan and Zhuge Wuchang jumped into the air and rushed to the southwest.

His figure froze, standing in the air, surrounded by curious, surprised and instigated eyes,

"Lao Wang, what's wrong, you're going to bully that little lady?"

"Yo, Wang Dahai, you are so fat, you dare to pay attention to our Ye Fairy. ”

The fat middle-aged monk named Wang Dahai was angry when suddenly a muffled snort came from the southwest.

But he saw that Xiao Zhen, the deputy hall master of the Law Enforcement Palace, was weak, and was directly swept back dozens of feet by a huge wave, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and a terrible roar spread all over the four directions, ", you deceive people too much!"

In this way, everyone turned their heads to look at it together, but saw that Xiao Zhen's robe was tattered, and the lower part of his abdomen was left by a striking embroidered shoe print.

And his head was scattered, the corners of his mouth were scarlet and blood stains were low, and the breath on his fallen body was sluggish, as if he had suffered a big loss.

The middle-aged monk who called the king of the sea felt a cold air rushing up from the soles of his feet, his eyes widened, and the huge momentum he emitted disappeared like a deflated ball.

He landed quickly in the smiling eyes of his companions, and disappeared from the eyes of the people in a few flickers.

I'm embarrassed today.

However, the crowd only mocked each other, and did not linger on them for long.

They looked at the figures on the top of the six mountains, and their expressions were extremely respectful.

The six foundations, among which Zhao Mengjing and Xiao Ling are the peak existences in the later stage, and they are the only two people who are the most popular Lingxiao Peak Lord this time.

In their opinion, the rest of the people, such as the Spirit Array Peak Wu Array, Ye Qingshan, the master of the Qingshu Courtyard, Zhuge Wuchang of Tianshu Peak, and Sima Yuan, the rookie of the Sword Peak, were just foils to Xiao and Zhao.

In the next three days, from time to time there were figures outside the four major mountains under Lingxiao Peak, or to touch the capricious tiger whiskers in Zhuge Impermanence, or to pick up the beautiful shadow of 'Yan Guan Zixiao' at the cost of serious injury and coma, or to grit their teeth and stomp their feet to pose a posture of risking their lives to break into the position of the new and old stars in the northwest.

There was also the fierce one who was not afraid of death, and he directly crashed into the Great Array of Spirit Array Peak, and wandered around for several hours before being thrown out in a sweat.

It wasn't until three days later that everyone completely understood that these six strong beings who firmly controlled the top of the mountain and became the candidates for the peak master were already a certainty.