Panlong Mountain!
It has been two months since the Contract Life and Death War ended, but there are still many people coming here every day. They all want to see with their own eyes the Panlong Mountain battlefield where forty-four holy warriors from the eighth level were killed and the Tiger List Mingtian Technique was severely damaged. The feeling is still there. The atmosphere of contract has not yet dissipated. There are still people who are passionate about following in the footsteps of legends and creating new legends.
"Panlong Mountain was destroyed in the last battle. Qin Ming invited a mysterious man to reshape Panlong Mountain. It is now harder than before, like a piece of black iron mine. It is said that it can withstand the ninth level of the Holy Martial Arts." The fight."
"The mysterious man is most likely a spirit from the Dark Moon Forest. It is said that someone has seen it there before. The tungsten steel veins in the Dark Moon Forest have evolved through endless years, and the ghosts and spirits have given birth to powerful spirits. . Not many people have seen its strength, but it must be very terrifying."
"I have also heard that many spirits in the Dark Moon Forest have gathered around Qin Ming, probably because of Haitang, the alchemy master of the Ghost Clan. If those spirits grow to the extreme and support Qin Ming, That’s definitely a terrifying force.”
The area around Panlong Mountain was bustling with activity. People from all over Heaven gathered at the foot of the mountain or climbed up to Panlong Mountain, sighing, discussing, and feeling.
"Forty-five life and death battles! How did Qin Ming persevere!"
"How can we understand the person who created the legend? Otherwise, how could he be banned from the Tiger List fifteen days after the war! War Lord, the title of the Tiger List is a supreme glory!"
"That courage, strength, and bloodiness are indeed worthy of the title of War Lord."
"If the Tianlong clan hadn't cheated in the end, I'm afraid Ming Tianshu would have died tragically in Panlong Mountain..."
"Shut up! Don't risk your life! If people from the Tianlong Clan hear it, why don't they crush you to death?"
"It's a pity, it's a pity that I couldn't witness it with my own eyes. At first, I made a bet that Qin Ming wouldn't live for a few days, so I went into the secret realm to explore without taking it seriously. When I came out, it was all over. Forty-five bloody battles, every one of them... It was wonderful, a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and I just missed it.”
"It is said that Qin Ming has a mysterious bloodline of kings. The greatest function of the bloodline is its abnormal recovery ability. You didn't see it at the time. It was blown to pieces. Only a head and half of the body were left. I couldn't bear to look at it. But golden light spreads all over the sky, plundering the vitality of the world, and in ten minutes... hey... it's full of life again!"
"The Immortal King! The Immortal King! Is it really unkillable?"
"Some people speculate that in order to kill Qin Ming, he must be completely sealed or killed directly to pieces, otherwise there is no way to kill him."
"This... how can others live like this?"
"Otherwise he is the War Lord!"
"Thunder Dao! Physical Martial Arts! Sword Dao! Three Jue! And Shura Sword! Qin Ming is really terrifying, Thunder War Lord is worthy of his name."
When a person is creating a legend, there will be countless people who will ridicule and block him, and they will not believe that he is successful. But once a legend is created and makes a sensation in the world, people will put away all their contempt and praise it with an attitude of looking up to them. Acknowledge him, beautify him, but mythologize him.
At this time, there was a commotion on the top of the mountain, and many people gathered in front.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"Someone has set up a challenge!"
"Someone is desperate for his life again? This is the first time."
"In the past two months, at least twenty people have imitated Qin Ming and set up a challenge in Panlong Mountain. They all want to be the second Qin Ming, and they all want to make a name for themselves in the world. But the one who lasted the most lasted for five rounds, and the worst one went up. Beaten to death.”
"Haha, it's not that easy to become famous in one battle."
Many people were attracted to the top of the mountainside and circled three times inside and outside.
Tong Yan, Yao'er, and Yue Qing stood in the middle of the top of the mountain. "A debate at the same level! It does not determine life or death, only success or failure! We... come from the ancient sea!"
The high-pitched voice mixed with spiritual power returned to the top of the mountain thousands of meters away, echoing in everyone's ears.
The four words "from the ancient sea" unexpectedly touched the hearts and souls of many people.
"It's not about life or death, it's about success or failure." It's a little less murderous, but it can arouse people's fighting spirit even more.
The crowd was surging, surrounded layer by layer, people were talking and pointing, but for a while no one came on stage.
"I'll come first." Tong Yan twisted his neck, moved his muscles, walked to the front, and raised his hand to invite a fight: "Who comes first? Let you people in Donghuang know that there is more than just Qin Ming in Guhai!"
"Haha, everyone wants to be Qin Ming, but not everyone has that destiny!" An old man from the sixth level of the Holy Martial Arts sneered.
"Try? Don't be afraid, I don't kill people." Tong Yan challenged with a smile.
"Come on, try it, and it won't cost you your life." The crowd immediately encouraged them, and it was not a big deal to watch the excitement. They didn't get to see Qin Ming's battle at Panlong Mountain, so they could make up for it by watching a few other fights.
"Get out of my way!" The old man was aroused with fighting spirit. He waved his hand violently, and a ray of lightning flew away, like fireworks all over the sky, criss-crossing and shrouding Tong Yan. Each thunder light turned into a thunder blade, dense and violent, densely intertwined vertically and horizontally.
"Boom!" Purple flames bloomed all over Tong Yan's body, boiling fiercely, intertwining into gorgeous fire wings. He flapped his wings and soared into the air, violently crashing into the thunder wave. There was a deafening roar, and the purple flames surged into the sky. The violent purple flames actually annihilated the thunder tide, leaving no trace of bright light.
"Another fire wing?" Everyone was shocked. The powerful purple flame could actually annihilate thunder and lightning.
"You deserve it for your attitude!" Tong Yan shouted fiercely, vibrating his fire wings, and raised more than ten fire swords, blasting towards the old man with astonishing purple flame heat.
The old man's face changed slightly, he quickly retreated, and released the thunder wave with all his strength, lighting up the sky, like a thunder pool across the sky, and a ferocious falcon struggled out of it. Thunder and lightning intertwined, and the bright light was dazzling, surging with explosive power. The old man opened his mouth and spurted out blood, which merged into the Thunder Eagle. There was a roar and explosion, and the thunder eagle's voice surged and roared into the sky. It soared into the sky as if it had been injected with its soul, and bombarded the fire sword with all its strength.
boom!
An astonishing explosion resounded through the top of Panlong Mountain. The collision of thunder and fire triggered a riot of energy that exploded hundreds of meters in the air and swept in all directions. It was as if a thunderbolt was pressing down on their heads. Many people were shocked and subconsciously shrank their necks, and countless people screamed in surprise.
Swish, swish, in just a moment, the fire sword completely penetrated the thunder wave, bright purple light illuminated the top of the mountain, and the terrifying high temperature caused the spiritual shields of many warriors to melt. Although their power was weakened, they still hit the old man quickly, and quickly merged into a huge sword, whose power doubled.
The old man clenched his thunder fist and shook it forcefully.
Clang! ! boom!
There was a violent metallic clang, followed by a violent explosion. The fire sword shattered the thunder fist and then detonated, engulfing the old man like a suddenly furious flaming tiger.
The old man screamed and flew out, panicking and releasing the thunder wave, which finally dispersed the purple fire all over his body, but the bones of his right arm were like broken bamboo, which made him miserable.
Tong Yan waved his wings and stood proudly in the sky: "I'm serious. You either don't come or show some attitude."
The whole audience exclaimed, very surprised, this man seemed a bit imposing.
"Another Gu Hai brat? Tired of living!" An angry shout suddenly came from the far sky. A group of people from Huan Langtian were here to collect Qin Ming's blood. When they noticed this place, they felt annoyed, especially because of a Qin Ming. Fate, Guhai and this group of casual cultivators are so powerful that they are worth 2,580,000.
"Do you dare to come? If you dare to come, you will be fooled. If you dare not come, don't force me!" Tong Yan snorted coldly.
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