The Mightiest Little Peasant

"It's worthy of being the master of Tianjian Mountain!"

"I heard that a few days ago he was in the abyss of earth fire and broke the records of the five major sequences. It's amazing!"

In the trial area of ​​the Ji clan, there was a voice of discussion.

Everyone looked at the figure carrying the god mountain, revealing awe.

In terms of talent, this one is just a little bit short of the five major preludes, that is, his origins are almost a bit. Among the three thousand doors, Tianjian Mountain can't even squeeze in the first 100, which is simply incomparable with the behemoths such as the Eight Great Clan.

"It's all three hours, and three times the weight, he can still carry it!"

"Four hours! It's added again, and it's all forty thousand tall!"

The public Xiu watched, exclaiming from time to time.

It persisted until five hours, and when it reached 50,000 feet, the figure could not bear it, and began to stop.

"Senior, how about me?"

Qi Lingxiao glanced back and rushed to Tang Hao excitedly.

"Not bad!"

Tang Hao nodded approvingly.

With this flesh, he can carry five hours, which is quite a good result.

With Tang Hao's approval, Qi Lingxiao became more and more excited.

In his view, this must be the same old emperor as the seven-kill emperor, a real old-class predecessor.

The second is the evil spirit of the Ning tribe!

It is also more than five hours, which is one quarter more hour than Qi Lingxiao, making Qi Lingxiao very unhappy.

The third is the old man, the seven-killed Emperor.

He also carried five hours, then stopped, his expression was quite relaxed.

"This... looks like Shou Yuan will be exhausted!"

Tang Hao stared at the seven-killed Emperor Zun, and took a closer look.

The appearance of this sickness before was not completely pretended. This one's condition is indeed a bit problematic, and the sullenness is a sign that Shou Yuan will be exhausted.

General saints, as long as they have survived the Fourth Tribulation, they will have tens of thousands of years of Shou Yuan. It stands to reason that this issue of Shou Yuan is not possible.

It should be the secret technique used by this man, which burned too much Shou Yuan.

Tang Hao once used the secret technique of burning Shouyuan.

"It seems that this is also the idea of ​​the treasure of the Ji ethnicity, otherwise he will not come to participate in this kind of conference!"

Tang Hao secretly said.

Then, one cultivator took turns, and most of them could only stick to one or two hours. Those who can stick to more than four hours are already very good.

After the first hundred rounds passed, the Ji people speeded up and took out many god mountains.

The behavior of the people behind is also low, basically just a few minutes.

The speed is getting faster.

Tang Hao dragged it to the end and insisted for twenty minutes, just in the top five hundred.

"The second pass is your physical and endurance. The third pass is your mind. There are ten cabins here, and you take turns in it."

"No matter what happens in it, you can't close your mind and feel it. At the same time, you must hold on to Yuanyang. Once Yuanyang is out, the challenge will be over. The longer you stay in it, the higher your ranking will be. The five with the highest scores entered the final stage and were selected by my Jizu preface."

Everyone left the trial ground and returned to the square.

When the elder of the Ji clan flicked his sleeves, ten spiritual lights flew out and landed on the square, turning into ten cabins.

If you listen carefully, you can hear many rumors in this room, which make people blush and heartbeat.

"What kind of stuff is this!"

Na Yuer blushed when she heard it.

This test... is too shameless!

When Qi Lingxiao heard it, that handsome face also turned red.

Unexpectedly, this last level will be like this, but to this day, he can only cling to the scalp.

"Look at you like this, it's no good. It's a little bit more than the Six Desire Heaven Demon, today Uncle will let you see, what is a real man!"

Emperor Seven Kills snorted, and the first walked up, entered a hut, and closed the door.

Qi Lingxiao hesitated for a long time and went up too.

Eight emperors also went with them.

About two or three minutes after entering, someone stopped, and rushed out of the door. His face became pale and his legs were soft.

"cut!"

Suddenly, the Quartet booed.

Just over two minutes, too fast!

The man blushed immediately when he heard the boos and lowered his head.

His dignity as a man is completely gone.

Then, someone rushed out of the door again, his face pale, his expression even frightened.

Those gods are terrible!

There was another boo in the Quartet.

"Too useless!"

"A bunch of waste, if I go, at least a quarter of an hour!"

Cultivation said sarcastically.

But as a result, they waited three or four minutes before they went in, and they rushed out the door, how embarrassed they were.

After insisting for about twelve minutes, Qi Lingxiao came out, his face flushed red, a little ashamed.

Only twelve minutes, much worse than he expected, he thought he could stick for at least half an hour.

"This is too fast!"

Watching each cultivator go in and come out in a minute or two, Tang Hao couldn't help shaking his head.

These people are so fast!

"I want to see, this test is so powerful!"

Tang Hao snorted and strode into a hut.

He decided that this level should last longer, after all, it is about the dignity of men.

As soon as he entered the hut and sat down, he could see the appearance of illusions everywhere, all enchanting and charming women, with their clothes exposed, and a tempting voice spit out in their mouths.

These are all demon.

This level can't lock the mind, Tang Hao can only watch this, sticking to Yuanyang.

Even if these gods seduce people again, he is unmoved.

This time, he did not know that time had passed.

Outside, most of the cultivators had finished their turn, and the Ning clan persevered for ten minutes, and then they came out in embarrassment and were ridiculed by all the cultivators. Among so many cultivators, few of them persisted for more than ten minutes.

The devil in it is so powerful that few men can hold on without keeping the mind.

In the end, there were only three people left in the hut.

There is one Tang Hao, one of the seven killing Emperor Zun, and another one, actually the little ass of the Chen family.

Seeing this situation, everyone looked strange.

Especially the Ji people.

They never imagined that this little fart kid had insisted on reaching the third level, and persisted in this devil's hut for so long.

"Of course the kid could persevere, the hair didn't grow up, and he didn't understand anything about this!"

"That's too much! Is he going to be mixed into the top five?"

There are many discussions among the practitioners, all of which are somewhat infuriating.

"Ah! This is life!"

Qi Lingxiao stared silently at the sky.

Without this little fart boy, he would be able to enter the top five, and by that time, he would definitely overwhelm the other four in his posture, and he was picked by the Ji clan predecessor and named the Holy Land.

Unexpectedly, he just planted it on this little fart boy.

This is not what life is!

"Senior is really amazing! He hasn't come out yet!" Then he looked at the hut in the middle, showing admiration.

"This senior is a real man!"

A few Tianjian disciples behind him couldn't help but sigh with admiration.