Someone broke into the mountain, this is a big event, a major event that has not happened again for more than 30 years. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Generally speaking, in the Heavenly Demon Sect, this kind of mountain attack does not refer to the attack of foreign enemies, but refers to the disciple's mountain breaking through the mountain in order to seek promotion.

Disciples in black can break through the outer door, and disciples from the outer door can also break through the inner door.

As for the disciples above the inner gate, they can't be promoted by breaking through.

The disciples who entered the room were only counted if the elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect approved the inclusion of the door wall.

Entering the house means entering the door, and then it will be a family.

Many masters regard the disciples as more important than their own families, because the disciples are the ones who inherit their own mantle, and their children may not have the qualifications to inherit the mantle.

Of course, the people in the Demon Gate are very profitable, so the status of the disciples in the Demon Gate is actually very embarrassing, and it is not as good as the righteous path or the scattered cultivation of the overseas Baimeng.

These are not listed for the time being.

However, Jiang Cheng was almost on the mountainside, which alarmed most of the outer disciples living on the Demon Cow Peak.

Many people flocked to the city, condescending to watch Jiang Cheng walk up the rugged and steep mountain road step by step.

It was clear that Jiang Cheng was below, and they were looking down condescendingly.

But at this moment, they had the feeling of seeing a giant throbbing like climbing a mountain.

This kind of throbbing made their hearts slightly cold, Jiang Cheng's momentum was very strong, so strong that they had to put away their contempt.

The mysterious and ethereal thing of momentum is often only perceived by masters.

For ordinary black-clothed disciples, the outer disciples of this mountain are undoubtedly masters.

Most of them had reached the pinnacle of the mid-acquired bone refining realm, and they were very sensitive to the threat of certain things and had a keen sense of danger.

If Jiang Cheng hadn't taken the initiative to exude momentum, maybe they would still have contempt.

But when Jiang Cheng really exuded this majestic momentum, no one would ignore Jiang Cheng's powerful threat.

Just like when two tigers are fighting for territory, they often observe each other first, exude momentum, bare their teeth and claws, and kick hard to show their strength to deter each other.

Jiang Cheng is now also exuding momentum and taking the initiative to deter others.

This kind of momentum is not very easy to exude, and Jiang Cheng has not yet reached the realm where he can take the initiative to exude momentum.

But under the strong pressure of the formation suppression, every time he climbed a step up the mountain, the momentum he had accumulated became stronger.

This kind of momentum is his belief that he must become an outer disciple, his belief in victory, and an unparalleled self-confidence.

The aura formed by this kind of self-confidence is sharp, and there is no one who does not look sideways, and there is no one who is not afraid of it.

Under this kind of jealousy, although many of them didn't want Jiang Cheng to really walk up the mountainside, none of them were willing to be the first bird to take the initiative to stop it.

It was such a hesitation, Jiang Cheng's skillful use of his body technique, and he had already reached the mountainside between everyone's fear and hesitation.

He was dressed in black, his long hair was draped over his shoulders, his long eyebrows were straight like a sword, his eyes were cold and dark, and his lips were pursed, symbolizing his firm will, but there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to represent his uninhibited temperament.

No one spoke.

Everyone's eyes were locked on Jiang Cheng's body.

It seems to be a silent engagement.

In the face of so many people's eyes, Jiang Cheng was like a stubborn stone, unmoved, he still carried the fine iron sword without a scabbard.

The blade had been rolled in many places to reveal gaps, but the slight marks on the blade symbolized the frenzy with which it drank blood.

It was a murderous sword, though it was broken to the point where it seemed to break at any moment.

The melodious sound of the bell rings in the mountains.

The man who struck the bell was a lazy old man, and he was banging again and again, and his withered and weakened hands seemed to be about to stop at any moment in this somewhat annoying act.

The bronze bell hanging on the top of the mountain was covered with patina, and as it was struck and trembled, the sound wave kicked off some dust, and the force of the vibration shook open the rust wrap.

About 50 years ago, he also rang this bell, but unfortunately the person who struck the bell did not die, and the person who broke into the mountain has been ancient for more than 50 years.

Hitting the bell and hitting the bell, is it to send off the people who break through the mountain one by one?

I heard that more than 30 years ago, there was a person in the East Courtyard who also broke into the mountain, and the person who hit the bell was his old watch, and in the end, the person who broke through the mountain actually succeeded.

That time, the bell in the east courtyard struck extremely melodiously and loudly, but the bell is still in people's memory, but the person who successfully broke through the mountain has been dead for more than ten years, and many later people do not know what his name is.

When the bell rang melodiously, not only the Demon Cow Peak, but also the other surrounding three peaks were also alarmed.

Even the Black Wind Cliff, which symbolizes the inner gate, was alarmed, and a pair of eyes peeked through the rock houses in the steep cliff wall and looked at the Demon Bull Peak.

Almost most of those are innate powerhouses above the acquired realm, and a few will be the existence of the acquired Great Perfection, and only the top handful of people in the outer gate can compare with them.

The innate has passed the realm of the acquired body refining, and the internal force can be separated from the body to hit a violent and hurtful person.

Generally, people who have cultivated internal strength for more than ten years can also infuse internal force into the blade to form a blade that hurts people, but after all, it is different from the "qi" condensed by the internal force of the innate strong, and the quality and strength are not at all the same level.

At this time, Jiang Cheng, who was in the spotlight, was also a little excited in his heart.

Despite his young age, he couldn't keep his composure in such a high-profile environment.

However, he had to be calm, and his face was only slightly moved at first, and then he regained his composure.

His gaze swept over all the outer disciples who were observing him, scrutinizing him, and fearing him, far or near.

Of these people, only a few made him feel extremely threatened.

"Report your name, take out your identity token, since you have gone up the mountain, you must challenge a top 100 gold list disciple of the outer sect, as long as you succeed in the challenge, you can take his place and enjoy his resources. ”

A cold voice suddenly came, and everyone looked at the source of the sound and couldn't help but shrink their eyes.

On a mountain rock with ancient pines, there was a middle-aged man in a brown robe with a long beard and a cold face.

Many outer disciples knew this person, and he was one of the mountain patrol deacons, and he once became a disciple of the outer gate gold list, but later due to an injury during an experience, he had no chance to be promoted to an inner disciple, so he stayed in this outer gate and became a famous deacon.

Although this person is not an inner door, his strength is about the top of the outer door.

"Jiang Cheng. ”

Gently spitting out his name, Jiang Cheng's eyes were clear, his hand was tugging on his waist, and the identity token had been torn off.

As soon as he threw it, the token "roared" like an arrow in front of the brown-clothed deacon.

The brown-clothed deacon raised his hand and grabbed it, the token had already fallen into his hand, and he opened it to see that the extremely low number of more than 104,000 made his eyes calm and he had some thoughts in his heart.