The high places are cold, and above the sea of clouds, the wind hunts and hunts. The six figures, like the people of the immortal realm who have been canonized, are immortal wind bones. Outside of the body, unless it involves the Great Dao, it is difficult to affect their state of mind.

The moment the man made a move, all the peak masters were shocked, and they cast inquiring glances at Luo Cheng.

Zhenyi said quickly: "Senior Brother Luo, your disciple has not been leaking for many years. When I saw it today, I was afraid that I would steal the limelight from Yuzhen Peak. Lu Yatou understands the law of water, but compared with him, it is also a trivial matter. ”

As for the fact that the man damaged Zhenyi's first disciple and Zhang Dou's natal flying sword with one punch, this sword immortal did not theorize endlessly.

The first is disdainful, the strength is inferior to others, and there is nothing to talk nonsense; the second is to be able to see openly, and suffer the losses of the same family, it is better than traveling down the mountain in the future and dying in vain.

The real person in charge of the sect had a solemn face, and took the initiative to ask, "Senior Brother Luo, your second disciple, could it be?"

This Taoist giant, as if to avoid suspicion, pointed to the sky and played a dumb riddle when he talked about it.

Luo Cheng could only nod helplessly, he would have a lot of income under the door back then, but it was really due to Dao fate, and he couldn't bear to refuse.

Several peak masters glanced at each other and nodded tacitly, this matter should not be publicized. But in their hearts, they couldn't help but admire Luo Cheng's vision of accepting disciples. One class and three disciples, each extraordinary.

Over the years, Luo Cheng has been strictly ordering Dayou to concentrate on cultivation, saying that it is cultivation, but in fact, it is just doing some rough work such as washing and cooking, feeding the dogs and chopping wood in Danxia Peak, and the rest of the time is to bask in the sun and take a nap. Even so, his cultivation was really terrifying.

If it weren't for Mu Yun's bastard boy today, who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, and went to mix with the battle between Yuzhen Peak and the strongest four veins of the mountain, the big secret would be rotten in Danxia Peak forever.

"Speaking of which, that kid is doing the work of arching other people's cabbage, how can I not help as a master. ”

"But the master can't break his identity, he will end up in person, and he can only sell your second senior brother first. ”

Luo Cheng smiled and stroked his beard, his three apprentices, Zhong Kui was ambitious, generous and introverted, only Mu Yun's personality was the same as when he was young.

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At the gate of Dongleifeng Mountain, everyone couldn't help but gasp!

Who is so arrogant, as soon as he makes a move, the first disciple of Longhu Mountain will be smashed and sunk!

That man's attack speed was extremely fast, he didn't look like the sword cultivator on the mountain with the most killing power, with only a pair of fists, he actually had such an incredible speed!

Zhang Dou was not a nobody after all, he shook his sleeves, and the first snow of the spiritual treasure rank robe on his body, the spiritual qi turned, instantly washed away the blood stains on his body, and restored the chic bearing of a Taoist disciple.

He stepped out in one step, and instantly moved thousands of feet, returning to his previous position.

"It's a supernatural power that shrinks the ground into inches!" The sharp-eyed junior brother recognized at a glance this kind of supernatural power that Zhang Dou cast. Shrinking the ground into inches, it is the supreme Dao Gate supernatural power, and the legend says that only the powerful monks at the peak of the noon realm can display it, but I didn't expect Zhang Doucai to view the cultivation of the lake realm, and his comprehension is so strong.

As soon as Zhang Dou stretched out his hand, the snow stalled, and a thundercloud with a radius of hundreds of feet appeared out of thin air above the Winter Thunder Peak. Above the thunderclouds, there was rolling thunder, flashing with silver electric light, siphoning.

He was like a god, bathed in silver thunder light, and together with the natal flying sword that was broken in two, he absorbed the thunder light aura.

"This is the strength of the number one rookie list!" Ye Qiu sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Since the sword cultivator entered the fifth realm, he was qualified to conceive a natal flying sword in his body. The natal flying sword, the rank of the sword, what kind of magical power it has, it all depends on creation.

After the natal flying sword is conceived, it is closely related to the body, sharing honor and disgrace. If you change to an ordinary monk, you will be seriously injured immediately if your natal flying sword is broken, and in serious cases, it is very likely that you will fall into the realm, your cultivation will stagnate, or even die.

Zhang Dou was broken by the man's flying sword, and then he was punched thousands of feet away, and he was still safe and sound, which in itself is a proof of strength. The more than 1,000 people who watched the game did not disappoint him because of his temporary defeat, but respected him.

Sure enough, among the female cultivators of Yuzhen Peak, there were many people with their beautiful eyes lowered, quietly looking at the figure in the thunderstorm, and Sifan's heart suddenly opened.

Once the Natal Flying Sword is destroyed, it's not that there is no way to repair it, but the price is so high that it's staggering. Therefore, those helpless wild cultivators are extremely cautious, if they end up in this field, they will only end up dying!

But Zhang Dou, after all, is Zhang Dou, if no one next to him triggers the law of thunder and lightning, he will use the power of thunder and lightning to repair his body and the natal flying sword, just like a god son!

Everyone waited quietly, even the protagonists at this moment, Mu Yun and Changshou, also closed their eyes and breathed at the same time, waiting for Zhang Dou to recover.

After a stick of incense, the power of thunder and lightning scattered in the air disappeared without a trace. Zhang Dou's two eyes shone brightly, just like the thunder god walking in the world in ancient times.

He no longer has the previous decline, and a rejuvenated natal flying sword is speeding around him excitedly.

The man clasped his hands in his sleeves, just squatted in mid-air, climbed the position with the eight Tianjiao, took out a green onion burrito from his arms, and took a bite. He picked up the sesame seeds scattered on his sleeves one by one and put them in his mouth, and asked with a smile, "Okay?

Zhang Dou was naturally fearless, but there was still some jealousy in his eyes, and he hugged his fists and said: "I broke the rules for a trace of illusory cause and effect, thank you brother Tai for waking up in time." ”

"Don't fight, then I'll take a nap. ”

The man divided five by two, solved a somewhat cold green onion burrito, burped, stepped on the ground, and actually raised Erlang's legs in public and began to nap!

Everyone looked at each other, what kind of fairy figure is this, it's so moody, you can't afford to provoke it!

Hearing the sound of snoring, Mu Yun smiled and leaned over and handed over a piece of rotten wood. The man opened his eyes, took the rotten wood from Mu Yun's hand with a smile, stuffed it under his head, and fell asleep beautifully.

"Second Senior Brother, you're too unchic!"

Mu Yun sighed, my second senior brother, you can hide deep enough. Others can't see the roots of the second senior brother, Mu Yun has the magic power of the Nine Shadow Pupils, and under the investigation of the pupils, there are probably some guesses in his heart: under the investigation of the Nine Shadow Pupils, I saw the second senior brother walking through the endless sea of clouds, and his body is so big that he doesn't know how many thousands of miles it is.

After the second senior brother made a move, no one should dare to interfere with him and Changshou to have an open and honest competition.

Changshou is in the opposite camp, a little aggrieved, he is already two realms higher than Mu Yun, if the blow just now is hit, the thief should fall to the ground at this moment.

It's a pity that he missed the blow, and he was also detonated by Mu Yun, injuring his body.

"I'm going to start breaking through the border!"

Mu Yunchong hugged his fists at the aggrieved longevity, and seemed to be a little apologetic. I'm sorry to bother you to make a name for yourself.

He no longer struggles to suppress himself, the wind and clouds will meet, and the mirror is about to be broken.

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Mu Yun rarely had such a serious look at the moment, and Lu Wanxi was distracted for a while.

He closed his eyes and breathed, and in his eyebrows, there was a dissolute temperament that the world was free to me, and no one could compare.

A moment later, a massive amount of spiritual energy gathered and caused the heavens and the earth to change color. The endless aura turned into colorful clouds, surrounding Mu Yun, and frantically poured towards him, which was a harbinger of breaking the realm.

"Guess how many breaths will that thief's realm-breaking aura infusion last?"

"He's just a waste of firewood, and he's just going to break the sky. ”

Ten breaths later, Mu Yun was like a cocoon, surrounded by endless heaven and earth aura, and there was no stagnation at all.

I bet on that person before, and his face was blue and he scolded his mother for selling criticism, he is really invincible.

Mu Yun's little bastard, he has done all the bad things, how could he not be killed by heavenly thunder, and give him so much creation!

Twenty breaths later, Mu Yun's aura poured into his body and continued.

Everyone didn't dare to come out, staring at the cocoon between heaven and earth, and their thoughts were contradictory. Although he is annoying. But everyone has to admit that he has broken through the realm and has beaten more than half of the people, what does this mean, it is self-evident;

Not only those ordinary disciples, but even the top ten on the rookie list were interested in starting to bet.

Chenglong: "Tsk, this little brother Muyun is not simple." ”

He looked at Jimo and asked, "Hey, black charcoal, back then, you broke three into four, and how many breaths did the aura perfusion last?"

Called black charcoal by Chenglong, Jimo's face turned black helplessly, and he said angrily: "A hundred breaths." ”

"A hundred breaths!"

The onlookers were surprised to hear the words one hundred breaths coming out of Jimo's mouth. The Three Realms are the threshold of the Lower Five Realms, and the Three Realms advance to the Four Realms, which is also the biggest pass of the Lower Five Realms. The aura infusion that broke through the Three Realms proved the strength of a monk to a certain extent.

Ordinary people, insisting on three to ten breaths is a normal range; if they can insist on more than 20 breaths, they are already one in a hundred; insisting on 50 breaths is enough to make those small sects rejoice and think that they have obtained a treasure; and if they insist on more than 100 breaths, they are the pride of the sky, and they are rare.

The top ten rookies are all around 100 breaths, Zhang Dou and Ye Qiu are 110 breaths, and even Lu Wanxi is only 1005 breaths.

Another person was not convinced, and said: "I swear by the demon in my heart, that little thief will never be able to hold on to fifty breaths!"

"That is, if he can persist in fifty breaths, I am willing to reduce his cultivation by ten years!"

"Just kidding, at most thirty breaths is his limit!"

After fifty breaths, everyone held their breath and concentrated, because the Muyun Spiritual Qi Tank not only showed no signs of stagnation, but the weather was getting bigger and bigger......

He did not hesitate to swear to those dozens of people, and at the same time spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale!

It's unreasonable!

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The top ten rookies list, with a solemn expression, also participated in the bet.

Chenglong said: "Senior Brother Zhang Dou, with your guess, that little... , how long can the little junior brother last?"

Zhang Dou: "Seventy breaths"

"Seventy!"

The onlookers collapsed. If the other people say wildly, they must scold their mother for selling criticism, but it is Zhang Dou, and they can only sigh silently.

Chenglong: "I guess eighty!"

Ordinary disciples, I can't help but discuss, those Tianjiao on the list, they are crazy!

......

The person who bet on Mu Yun to insist on less than fifty breaths before spit out a mouthful of essence blood, suffered heavy losses, broke the jar, gritted his teeth and said: "Bet again, swear by my demons, if Mu Yun's thief can persist for seventy breaths, I am willing to abolish my cultivation!"

Everyone turned their heads and couldn't help but look at the man who did not hesitate to swear a heavy oath.

The man stomped his foot and added, "If he can't hold on, the previous oath will be invalidated!"

Those dozens of people followed suit, yes, although the thief had some qualifications, he definitely couldn't hold on to seventy breaths.

As long as he can't hold on, the previous oath of self-destruction for ten years can be invalidated.

So all over the mountains and fields were the sound of swearing.

Fifty breaths

Seventy breaths

The aura infusion continues.

The brothers and sisters couldn't help but look at those people with pitiful eyes.

The one who takes the lead has the heart to die. Because he is so devoted to the Tao that an ant is reluctant to step on it, but today, he has committed an unforgivable sin!

Dozens of people had to self-destruct their cultivation, how is it different from killing?

Although Mu Yun was in the mysterious situation of the aura infusion, his five senses were not closed, and when he heard the voices of those people who were in a hurry to be ruined, he couldn't help but say happily: "I must have comprehended the law of poison, whoever harms me will die." ”