Competition among the younger generation
This is exactly what Mo Wentian wants. If these old guys come out, Mo Wentian will still be a little afraid, but the younger generation...
He will not be afraid of anyone!
"There are really only the younger generation of disciples left..."
After wandering around the outer area for a long time, Mo Wentian discovered that these small groups of people were all young disciples of major families, among whom the ones with the highest cultivation level were at the peak of Spirit Gathering!
"Go and have a look, I heard that the disciples of the Yuan family have found Zhu Guo's location!"
At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came.
The entire outer zone.
Countless swordsmen rushed towards the central area quickly, and Mo Wentian also quickly followed behind them and rushed towards the central area.
An hour later!
Mo Wentian entered the central area.
But just as they entered the central area, roars suddenly came from the central area.
"Ho ho ho..."
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
…
The terrifying roar carried an astonishing amount of evil energy.
"This is… "
Mo Wentian's expression changed. He raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw fierce auras coming crazily, and screams came from somewhere.
"Level 2 mid-stage monster thunder eagle!"
"Level 2 initial stage monster Bingmang!"
"Second-level mid-term monster..."
…
Monster beasts appeared in front of Mo Wentian one after another. None of these monster beasts were lower than the second level, and the strongest among them had already reached...
Second level late stage!
"No wonder we didn't encounter a single monster in the central area at first. It turns out that these monsters had known for a long time that Zhu Guo was about to be born, and they had already gathered here one by one at the place where Zhu Guo was born!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath.
Movement of the body.
Mo Wentian hurried towards the depths quickly. Where he passed, corpses were left on the ground from time to time. These corpses even included disciples of the Mo family in East Sword City!
The Four Great Sword Cities.
All the young disciples are just at the level of spiritual gathering. Unless they are gifted, they can reach the realm of Lijian before the age of twenty!
No one knows anything about it.
In the entire Dongjian City, there are only three swordsmen who have reached the Lijian realm.
One of them is Mo Han, a disciple of the Mo family!
This person is the son of the city lord of Dongjian City, and he is also a popular candidate for the competition for the sword son of Dongjian City.
besides!
There is also Qiu Yuan, a disciple of the enemy family.
Yuan Chong, a disciple of the Yuan family!
The three of them are all swordsmen in the Lijian Realm. Apart from these three, the strongest among the disciples of the other three major forces are only at the peak level of Soul Gathering!
How can these people stop the second-level monster
"Damn it, someone come and save me..."
Miserable screams came one after another. The closer they got to where Zhu Guo was, the more bodies there were on the ground...
"Look, Qiu Yuan is here!"
At this moment, a sword light suddenly came, and a figure was seen quickly rushing into the mountain stream. In the mountain stream, a sharp sword energy burst out.
"Li Jian Third Level!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, this Qiu Yuan was actually a third-level swordsman from Lijian!
"Brother Yuan is so fast, but this Zhu Guo should be one of mine, Li Yuanxin!"
"I, Yuan Chong, want one too!"
"I don't..."
…
More than a dozen figures rushed into the mountain stream, and in the mountain stream, sword energy suddenly rose into the sky.
Outside the mountain stream.
A group of swordsmen in the Soul Gathering Realm were dumbfounded, and then left one by one with a wry smile.
This Zhu Guo.
It is simply not something they, the Soul Gathering Swordsmen, are qualified to compete for.
"Your Excellency, you'd better leave as soon as possible. The talented disciples from all races have been mobilized. I'm afraid this Zhu Guo doesn't have a share like us casual cultivators!"
A voice sounded in Mo Wentian's ears.
speaker.
He is a little fat man. The fat man's cultivation is at the peak of gathering spirits. His clothes are extremely casual. He looks at the mountain stream where the sword energy is wanton.
With a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, the fat man sighed towards Mo Wentian.
"Genius disciple?"
Mo Wentian smiled indifferently and ignored the fat man. He ducked and disappeared. When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in front of the mountain stream.
"Alas...another one who doesn't care about life and death, the third level of gathering spirit, dares to fight for Zhu Guo!"
The fat man sighed, and then he seemed to have discovered something. He turned his head and saw that Mo Wentian behind him had gone somewhere long ago!
"What a speed!"
There was a hint of surprise in the fat man's eyes!
"This person seems to be Mo Wentian, the loser of the Mo family!"
The fat man seemed to have remembered something, and muttered to himself, and then said with a face full of shock: "How could he be so fast? This speed is not far behind my three genius disciples in Dongjian City! "
The fat man's surprised voice sounded in the void.
But this time Mo Wentian.
Already appearing next to the mountain stream, when he walked to the mountain stream, a strong spiritual energy rushed towards Mo Wentian, followed by a charming fragrance!
He raised his head and looked into the mountain stream.
I saw a cold pool appearing deep in the mountain stream. Above the cold pool, the spiritual energy was so rich that it seemed to turn into liquid, and in the center of the cold pool.
Then there is a fiery red sapling growing!
"In an extremely cold place, red fruits with the attribute of fire grow. The mysteries of heaven and earth are indeed endless!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.
On the small fiery red tree, three fiery red fruits exuded a charming fragrance, and outside the cold pool, there were more than a dozen monster beasts!
Further out…
They are genius disciples from major families!
"Everyone, I, Mo Han, want one of these three red fruits!"
A handsome man said with a cold and arrogant face.
This person is none other than Mo Han, a disciple of the Mo family.
"Mo Han, this is not Dongjian City. If you want a red fruit, then it depends on your ability!"
Li Yuanxin looked at Mo Han and said slyly.
"Why are you so anxious? Although this red fruit is good, you still have to live to enjoy it. These dozen monsters are not so easy to deal with!"
A young man said with a cold face.
"I think we might as well kill these dozen monster beasts first. As for the Zhu Guo, how about we all rely on our own abilities then?"
Yuan Chong, a disciple of the Yuan family, stood up and said with twinkling eyes.
"That's a good idea!"
"Can!"
"I, Li Yuanxin, also agree!"
…
Voices sounded one after another, and more than a dozen people stood together in an instant, and the sword energy was extremely terrifying.
"Hoho..."
More than a dozen monster beasts seemed to be angered by the group of outsiders in front of them, and the two quickly fought together.
Everyone fighting.
But he didn't see that under the red fruit, a small green snake was spitting out snake letters. This little snake was extremely ordinary, but it had two small horns on its head!
A snake with horns on its head
There is only one possibility, and that is that this snake has the blood of the dragon clan. A demon beast with the blood of the dragon clan, the lowest level is also a spiritual beast, and it may even be...
Holy beast!
"Fight, the more intense the fight, the better!"
Mo Wentian smiled disdainfully and fought against a dozen monster beasts
These people are really stupid!
Since they like to block these monsters for him, then Mo Wentian won't be polite to him...
A dodge.
Mo Wentian's figure entered the mountain stream directly, like a ghost, Mo Wentian's body walked on the cliffs on both sides!
"Three red fruits, I wonder how much they can improve my spiritual roots?"
A gleam of fire rose in Mo Wentian's eyes. Until Mo Wentian walked to the cold pool deep in the mountain stream, no one outside noticed Mo Wentian.
Ghostly shadows and earth-level movements are no joke!
But just when Mo Wentian was about to pick off three red fruits, a strong sense of crisis suddenly enveloped Mo Wentian!