Emperor of Taikoo

The strongmen of the Qingyun Gate looked at the scene that was happening on the cultivation platform, and their eyes contained a horror that was difficult to conceal.

But soon.

The corner of the mouth of the main gate of Qingyun Gate pulled out a ridiculous arc, and a sneer voice came out, "The five respects of the sacred Venerable, pulling several shares of the gas at one time, hehe... I don’t know how to fear, I am still living impatiently. ..."

"The evil spirit is not only strongly corrosive, but also extremely violent. This little animal is greedy and fat, and this time, it is dead."

The strongmen of Qingyunmen echoed one another, while speaking, their faces showed a mocking, joking look.

however.

next moment.

The jokes on the faces of these people were all stiff.

I saw that the gray torrent interwoven by the air of the earth's evil spirit passed through the silver-white mask and entered the training station. The violent energy in the gray torrent was purified by the training station in a moment, and the violent energy disappeared, gray The torrent became smooth and gentle.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the strongmen in Qingyun Gate grew darker. Under the gloomy gaze of these people, a gray torrent interwoven by the air of the earth's evil spirits was instilled into Lu Chen's body. Its body was wrapped in it.

And with the influx of endless air from the ground, a trace of pain gradually appeared on Lu Chen's complexion.

The original ruddy skin, under the draught of the earth's evil spirit, also began to turn red...

at the same time.

A blazing energy also quietly rises from the body, and then spreads all over the body.

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and insisted on pulling the scorching energy in his body, slowly tempering every inch of flesh...

Between cultivation, the time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed. On the cultivation platform, Lu Chen was still wrapped in the dense air of the ground, and there was no movement.

While Lu Chen was immersed in cultivation, the strong man of Qingyun Gate, which blocked the entrance to the Col, had anxiety beyond concealment.

Three days, not long, not short, but at the moment, they are not willing to waste even a day.

Because this place is a relic of the ancients, every moment there is a chance against the sky, every minute wasted, there is a great chance that it will miss the chance of the heaven, and they and their group spent three days outside the mountain. time.

Even more fatal is that no one can guarantee when Lu Chen will stop practicing and when he will come out of the mountain depression.

If the latter keeps retreating and practicing until the ruins are closed by themselves, and they are blocked here, wouldn’t it be a loss to his wife and a soldier collapse.

And just as the strong man of Qingyun Gate thought about going to stay, the sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded. They looked up and looked around. Their faces changed slightly, and they saw a group of seven people coming from the sky.

The goal is precisely Col.Obviously, these seven people were attracted by the majestic atmosphere of the mountain.

"Is the strong of the giant sword gate."

After seeing Lairen's face, the strong man of Qingyun Gate looked alert, and his expression gradually dignified.

Jujianmen, the sixth-rank peak power, belongs to the same level as Qingyunmen.

Jujianmen and his entourage approached the mountain, and naturally found a group of strongmen in Qingyunmen.

Qingyunmen and Jujianmen are almost the same in strength, so for a moment, both sides deliberately converged and did not dare to provoke the war.

At Jujianmen, a group of strongmen were alert to the strongmen of Qingyunmen, they also found Lu Chen on the cultivation platform, and their eyes flashed slightly.

...

Time passes slowly.In the blink of an eye, another two days passed, and it was five days before Lu Chen stepped into the training station.

Outside the Col, since the emergence of a large number of strongmen in Jujianmen, they have found that the strongmen in this area are abnormal and rushed here.

At this moment, there are hundreds of strong men scattered around the Col. These people are divided into multiple forces. While guarding each other, they eagerly look at the direction of the cultivation station from time to time.

"Muyun, the kid named Lu Chen is really as difficult as you said?"

Among the crowd, a skinny old man glanced at Lu Chen on the training platform, then turned his head to look at the main gate of Qingyun Gate.

Called by the skinny old man, his name was a little unhappy, but the surface did not show any displeasure.

Because the thin old man is also a respected person, Jiu Chongxiu, and his strength is not under him at all. Moreover, the other party is unscathed. It is a rogue repair with a fierce reputation. , If not guilty, then not guilty.

Although the master of Qingyun Gate was somewhat jealous of the skinny old man, his tone was still lukewarm, and he said lightly: "Wang Zhu, what I said is true. Although the cultivation of this son is not high, the means are not to be underestimated. At a young age, he not only comprehends the mysteries of a turbulent fire, but also masters a low-level mysterious martial arts, most of whom are not opponents.

As for Venerable Jiuzhong, he can naturally defeat him, but that was the thing five days ago. In five days, the kid absorbed the tremendous amount of the earth's evil spirit, and his strength was advancing by leaps and bounds. Maybe he can already compete with Venerable Jiucheng. ..."

The owner of Qingyun Gate did not deliberately cover up his fear of Lu Chen.

"The Profound Truth?"

The thin old man Wang Zhu's brow rose slightly, to tell the truth, he was also shocked by the words of the master of Qingyun Gate.

At this moment, he re-looked at Lu Chen, his eyes showing a little daunting, and a touch of incredible color.

Anyone who realizes the transformation of the righteousness during the period of His Holiness is a saint. As long as these people are given enough time to become a saint, it is a matter of hardship.

Wang Zhu frowned, suddenly jealous in his heart.

He was a casual practitioner, and his spiritual resources were all plundered by himself. He walked all the way, bumped, and died.

Today.

Although he broke through to Venerable Nine Layers and looked at Dadonghuang, he is also a strong player, but his potential has also been squeezed out, and he wants to go further. Unless there is a chance against the sky, it is impossible.

At this moment, when he saw Lu Chen's young age, he realized a turn of mystery. The sage is hopeful, and envy will inevitably rise in his heart, and he even has a strong killing intent on Lu Chen...

Wang Zhu took a deep breath, pressed down the murderous intention in his heart, and looked at the master of the Qingyun Gate, Shen said: "Muyun, according to you, this child has occupied the cultivation platform for five days. If he I can accept it in the near sunrise, but if he is immersed in cultivation and unable to extricate himself, then, I can wait for nearly a hundred people to take advantage of the opportunity and have been unable to withstand outside the mountain depression."

"Brother Wang said very well." Master Jujianmen walked slowly and said, "Everyone here is not a fool. It should be seen that this place is a natural qi of the earth, and countless years have accumulated a large amount of it. Qi is enough for me to wait for hundreds of people to practice, and the training station at the Col Center is also large enough to accommodate hundreds of people to practice at the same time..."