"The eleventh stone tablet is only two ancient tablets away from the highest record of my Feng family's elite disciples. Will Brother Lin stop here?"

When Feng Jun asked this sentence, Ye Beiqiu and the others were silent. Because Lin Xuanqing's performance was so amazing that it subverted their cognition.

In the past few days, in this area, there have been significantly more local monks in Yuxu Mountain, and the people who have appeared are full of breath and ancient meaning. These are all powerful monks who are in the Xutian Cave, and the number of ancient monuments that has exceeded twelve was also shocked by Lin Xuanqing, and they rushed to see the excitement.

"Tsk, nice Terran. When he comes out of the cave, I want to meet him in person. In the crowd, a long-haired man with ancient intent stood proudly, looking at the cave, revealing a hint of war.

As soon as he said this, the faces of the people around him suddenly changed slightly, and they were taken aback.

"Senior Brother Ao Mang is actually going to fight a mere human race? Oh my God, I heard you right!"

"You must know that Senior Brother Ao has comprehended fifteen ancient monuments, ranking among the top three disciples of our Yuxu Mountain. ”

"It's just a human race, you don't need Senior Brother Ao to do it at all!"

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Everyone looked at the reckless gaze, full of awe. Visiting fifteen ancient monuments, even in the history of the ruins of the cave, it is rare.

But it was Ao Mang's words that made the people left behind pay more attention to Lin Xuanqing again, and they all wanted to see with their own eyes how amazing and brilliant the monks who could arouse the interest of strong people like Ao Mang.

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Exotic, Mount of the God of War.

In front of a huge temple, hundreds of big men wearing coarse cloth short coats and bearing waists gathered together, and they stared at the entrance of the hall with burning eyes, their eyes full of greed.

"Bang!"

A loud noise suddenly sounded in the temple, and in an instant, an embarrassed figure was blasted out by the divine light in the temple, revealing Feng Shangkun's appearance.

Feng Shangkun's hair was scattered at this time, and he completely lost the appearance of his original son, and his whole body was like a sword cut, covered with scars. However, his current mental state is unprecedentedly full and full, full of terrifying aura: "Haha, the twelfth God of War Monument is only one step away from the highest record of my Feng family." Feng Xiaotong and Feng Changgu, I hope you two don't let me down. ”

"The Wuna Terran, for the sake of you being a member of the Feng family, hand over the storage bag on your body, and I won't embarrass you. A big man walked out of the crowd and said with a grin.

Feng Shangkun's laughter stopped abruptly, and he turned his head suddenly, and found that there were countless disciples of the God of War Mountain around him, and suddenly there was a trace of struggle in his eyes, but in the end, he still took off the storage bag and obediently served it.

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Exotic, away from the temple of hatred.

In front of an ancient altar, Feng Xiaotong, who was wearing a long white dress, was kneeling on one knee and accepting the reward.

"Feng Xiaotong, comprehended the fifteen tablets of hatred, and was specially promoted to the elite disciple of the Hall of Hatred, and gave three tears of love. Girl, in the future, you will worship under the old body and major in the way of despair!" In front of her was an old woman covered in crane skin, with indifferent eyes, as if she had seen through the heat and coldness of the world, and even the entrance to Feng Xiaotong was calm and unwavering.

This old woman is second only to the existence of the two hall masters in the Hall of Hatred, and her status is extremely high, and he can seal Xiaotong's entry, which will inevitably make this woman ascend to the sky in one step.

"Yes, the disciple will work hard to cultivate and never let the master down!" Feng Xiaotong's eyes were full of excitement.

Yes, just now, she broke the highest record for the children of the Feng family to comprehend the ancient monuments, and became the first peerless genius to comprehend fifteen ancient monuments.

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Exotic, Taicang Demon Palace.

In a magnificent palace, the young man in the shirt bowed to a throne in front of him, where a man in his forties with a gloomy face and a monstrous demonic aura sat in his back, dressed in a purple robe, wearing a crown, and holding a simple sheep bottle in his hand, which contained a stream of black magma, and drank it all.

"Hey, it's been more than a year since the little guy brought from the Feng family entered the forbidden place of my Taicang Demon Palace, right?" the purple-robed man chuckled.

"One year and four months. Tu Ling, the young man in the shirt, replied solemnly.

"Hehe, in this way, he has now reached the nineteenth ancient monument! It's really not simple, it seems that the Feng family has finally cultivated a decent character this time. The purple-robed man nodded in satisfaction.

"If you break through the twenty ancient monuments, you will have the qualifications to compete for the Great Wilderness Spirit Monument List. At the time, I asserted that he was unlikely to make it to the list. It seems that he is not convinced. Tu Ling's eyes flashed, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow, but he was just a little surprised.

"In the entire Feng family's 10,000 years, the first Yunqi Jue Great Perfection disciple, it is normal to be a little arrogant. This Great Desolate Spirit Tablet has been controlled by our exotic monks for thousands of years. It wouldn't be a bad thing if there were Terran monks to stir things up. The purple-robed man said meaningfully.

"Isn't Your Excellency afraid that this Feng Changgu will grow too strong and lose control? He, after all, is a Terran monk. Tu Ling raised his eyebrows.

"The Feng family is just a dog that we have cultivated in a foreign land. The stronger they are, the more stable the mountain of corpses will be. As for losing control, hmph, how rebellious the ancient monk of the human race was back then, he was not also suppressed by our foreign land, not to mention that he was a small feudal family. The purple-robed man smiled proudly, and a monstrous demonic aura was suddenly released, and the land within a radius of thousands of miles fell into a sea of demons in an instant.

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In the Xutian Cave, Lin Xuanqing forgot the time, and even forgot how many ancient monuments he had comprehended.

His whole body is now covered by dense demonic golden veins, and his whole body is flickering with a large number of mysterious runes, just like a demon god. Every time he saw an ancient monument, he immediately covered it with his divine sense, pierced into it, and with his huge divine sense, he violently drew out the endless ancient meaning inside, poured it into the dantian, and then transformed it into the power of the stars after a series of complex transformations.

To everyone's surprise, because of the power of the stars in his body, he could easily tame the ancient qi in this ancient monument, so his comprehension speed was more than twice that of ordinary people.

In other words, others think that when he was still contemplating the eleventh ancient monument, he was actually sitting in front of the twenty-second ancient monument.

While others thought he had rushed to the fifteenth monument, he himself had already reached the thirtieth monument......

With such a demonic speed, I am afraid that the entire foreign powerhouse cannot predict it.

"This ancient monument seems to have a certain origin with the ancient cultivation method, or rather, it was specially created for the ancient cultivation method!" As Lin Xuanqing participated in the ancient monument as the number increased, a strong thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

If the ancient cultivation method is compared to a river, then these ancient monuments are more like a trickle, providing a steady stream of water for it.

At this moment, Tadan Lake has expanded to the limit, becoming mighty, occupying thousands of miles of land, and those ancient qi are still flowing in.

When the water is full, it overflows, and he deeply understands the meaning of this sentence, and the entire dantian is in an extremely full state, almost tearing his whole person apart.

"Could it be that this is my limit? Ahead, there are ancient monuments...... I haven't finished the meditation yet...... I'm not reconciled!" Lin Xuanqing's face became distorted by the intense pain, but there was a raging fire burning in his eyes, and a strong perseverance supported him to continue to walk towards the next ancient monument.

Because he knew that this was the best opportunity for him to enhance his strength before entering the Cloud Sea Realm. Once you miss it, you will regret it in the future!!

Although he was only sixteen or seventeen years old now, he had experienced more than most monks had experienced in their lifetimes. Whether it is the deep master-apprentice relationship with Lin Dongfang, or the various experiences before the collapse of the ancient sword sect, it is all the sharpening of his state of mind, making his state of mind as solid as a rock, even more stable than many powerhouses in the middle and late stages of the sea of clouds.

His limits don't stop there!!