Chapter 125: The Ancient Gate Opens!
Seeing that there was only one thing missing, Ying Chen was not in such a hurry, he was ready to rest for a while, not in a hurry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Ke never expected it, so he rested for a few breaths, and found that the rain actually listened, and the dark clouds dispersed.
Like the previous times, I came and went in a hurry.
"No... No... Don't ......" Ying Chen was so startled that he suddenly flew up, staring blankly at the scattered clouds and rain, completely dumbfounded.
"Why is this happening...... "He was stunned, really confused.
He felt that God was joking with him, a big joke.
"Damn my God, I'll go to your grandma's," Ying Chen watched the time pass bit by bit, really wanted to cry without tears, and couldn't help but scold.
"It's over... It's over......" He muttered to himself, his eyes blank, and he kept patting his head, feeling that this time it was really too big.
If I remember correctly, Su Yuran said that after the ancient gate was opened, it would only take a quarter of an hour, and once it was exceeded, it would close by itself.
That is, he just dragged it out to the end, and he didn't have much time.
But he didn't want to go back, so he could only wait, waiting for good luck in the last hour.
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And in the Ghost Lantern City, there is another person who has a similar mood as Ying Chen.
That is the young master of the Denglou Du, Qi Xuan.
He spent a large amount of precious pills to forcibly condense his soul, which would have taken several months, but it was compressed to just two days.
During this period, he vomited blood several times, and he didn't care at all. He doesn't care about any hidden dangers, he just wants to break through, he just wants to be able to kill Yingchen with this!
In this way, to stabilize one's Dao heart.
"It's coming... It's almost ... There is still one last bit left......" Qi Xuan closed his eyes, sweating like rain, and muttered with a flushed face.
In another room, Mo Han also reached a critical point, his clothes were also soaked, and the gray steps that were covered were already soaked, overflowing with drops of sweat and falling to the ground with a clatter.
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Except for the two of them who broke through their cultivation at the last moment, so did the little fat man of the Cloud Sect. However, the little fat man has been in retreat for several months, and he has perfectly reached the half-step five-wake cultivation one step ahead of schedule.
After he got out of the customs, he first laughed a few times with his hands on his hips, enjoying the congratulations of many disciples, and then went to the second senior brother.
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There was also one person, a white-faced scholar with fine skin and tender flesh in his twenties, who was leaning on the carriage and being served by several beautiful women.
Don't look at him as weak and weak, he actually has the cultivation of the early stage of the fifth awakening, and there is a trace of a different look in his eyes, looking ahead from afar.
The white-faced scholar stretched out his weak hand and brandished a long leather whip, and the force of the chopping made the tall horse run fast.
The carriage galloped along the road, rampage, and it seemed that even when it met the old man and the child, it would not stop for the slightest, and either dodged itself or was hit by the carriage and died.
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In the Ghost Mansion, Wang Hai stood by Su Yuran's side, and his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds in the past few days, climbing from the original peak of the third awakening to the middle stage of the fourth awakening.
It's just that the sky is about to dawn, but Yingchen still hasn't returned for a long time. Fortunately, after listening to Qingyue's words, I didn't worry too much.
Tang Mingzhe didn't know when he came back, and he was still asleep.
Qingyue brought a lot of food, most of which was prepared for Xiao Baozi.
The old ancestor of the ghost mansion once again turned into a wisp of phantom, instructed some things, and handed Wang Hai a long sword with a flickering black light.
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On the other side of the light tower, Mo Han went out of the customs ahead of schedule, his four awakenings were originally opportunistic, and it was not difficult to break through to half a step and five awakenings this time.
But the price is also huge, I am afraid that the cultivation in this life will stop at the beginning of the Five Awakenings at most, and there is no possibility of a breakthrough.
And Qi Xuan is still impacting, there is still a trace of it, and it is still a trace of the last trace.
Among the five people who went here, in addition to the red-clothed girl who had already broken through half a step and woken up, there were also Mo Han, Qi Xuan, and the red-faced man and the sick man.
If Qi Xuan had time to break through, then three of the five of them would be half-step and five-awake, and it would probably be the strongest cultivation among the five major sects!
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The night was dissipating little by little, and Yingchen changed from expectation to luck, from luck to despair.
There is less than a quarter of an hour left before the stars set sun. Tianjiao, who was about to enter the land of chaos in ancient times, had already flown out one by one, and they all gathered towards Henggu Lake.
The first to arrive was Yunzong, led by the two fat men, one big and one small, chattering and arguing along the way.
"If you don't give, you don't give, you don't give, I'm your senior brother, you have to listen to me. The three-hundred-pound fat man waved his hand and shook his head vigorously.
"I'm a junior brother, you have to let me. The little fat man also fought on the basis of reason and did not back down.
"The little junior brother should listen to the senior brother and be well-behaved. ”
"Senior brother has to let the little junior brother, respect the old and love the young, don't you understand. ”
"The little junior brother is obedient. The big fat man flew over the lake, and stopped when he was almost in the center of the lake.
There are five high platforms standing in the middle of the lake, representing the five major schools, forming a circle with a diameter of 100 zhang centered on the center of the lake.
"If you don't listen, you don't listen, I don't listen, I'm going to decide that little ghost in the ghost house!" the little fat man covered his ears and made a big noise.
Behind the two of them, there was another person, the young man with the eyebrows and rat eyes, who had only been in the late stage of his cultivation.
At this moment, I didn't even dare to breathe, only watched and listened silently.
"Little fat man, the little ghost of the ghost mansion, let's give it to this monk. The one who spoke was the bald man with a righteous face from the fog gate.
"You are the little fat man, your whole family is a little fat man!" The little fat man glanced at the bald man, to be exact, it should be a monk and a monk.
"Since you're all vying for it, so does the girl. "Immediately behind the bald man was the woman in the purple dress.
It seems that the fog gate is only out of the two of them.
Although each sect can produce up to five people in this chaotic land, in fact, many of them are often cannon fodder, which is dispensable.
And everyone in the world knows that the Fog Gate and the Cloud Sect have always been harmonious, so most of them will join forces.
"Phew, don't play like this," the little fat man saw that the woman in purple also intervened, and suddenly felt his head blacken.
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"It's really lively, if you join forces, it will be four and a half steps and five awakenings, amazing. On the other side of Henggu Lake, a black horse appeared, and a young man rode on it, who was the second master of Zangjiao Pavilion.
The young man jumped up, flew over, and landed steadily on the high platform belonging to the Tibetan Pavilion, holding a red-faced woman in his arms.
"What are you talking about, Uncle Ben can't hear me!" the big fat man pretended not to hear, shouted, and then laughed.
"Can't you hear it?" the young man sneered, and then lingered with the woman in his arms, not minding the eyes of others at all.