Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 1498: Panlong wall

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At dawn, Xiao Chen returned to Fenglong City with excitement and excitement, and fell asleep without doing anything due to endless exhaustion.

I don't know how much time passed, but I vaguely heard a knock on the door and a voice calling for senior brother. Xiao Chen woke up quickly due to his good habits.

With a little exercise, fatigue will be swept away, and your energy will be extremely refreshed as soon as you wake up.

When I looked up, I found some mottled sunlight shining in through the gaps in the doors and windows. I actually slept until noon.

He quickly stood up and opened the door to take a look. Yun Kexin, Liu Suifeng, Mu Chen, Zhang Lie and Murong Chong were all waiting for him outside the door.

"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Xiao also has the habit of sleeping in. He is still sleeping at noon." Yun Kexin said with a playful smile.

Xiao Chen was a little embarrassed. Something happened last night, which caused a double consumption of mental and physical energy. If it were normal, he would not sleep so hard.

"looking for me?"

Liu Suifeng smiled and said: "Senior Sister Yun suggested that we all go out for a walk in the city. There are many monuments and buildings left over from ancient times in Fenglong City. Take a walk around."

Even before the Tianwu Dynasty was established, Fenglong City existed in the world. Fenglong City was not open to the public on weekdays, and it was difficult for outsiders to witness its splendor.

The city is only opened to welcome guests during the Five Kingdoms Tournament. Warriors coming from all over the world will make this usually empty city lively.

Even Murong Chong, who had always been unsociable, was planning to go together. You can imagine the charm of Fenglong City.

Xiao Chen was also a little moved, and said with a smile: "Wait for me, it will be done after I finish washing."

After a cup of tea, Xiao Chen followed everyone out of the courtyard and walked through the streets of Fenglong City.

Yesterday when Xiao Chen was the first to fall, there were not many people visible in this huge Fenglong City. At this moment, it was overcrowded, with warriors from all over the world everywhere.

Many vendors seemed to have emerged from the ground, and they were all over the streets and alleys. Taverns, teahouses, inns, and stalls were everywhere, and everything looked lively and full of flowers.

Liu Suifeng smiled and said: "I didn't expect there would be so many people. Fenglong City is bigger than our Xihe City. If it were fully filled, there would be more than two million people."

Yun Kexin nodded and said: "It's normal. Just think about how influential the Five Kingdoms Tournament is. It is a grand event for the entire continent. Coupled with the charm of Dragon Sealing City itself, it is not unusual for three million people to come. ”

Everyone was taking a look around the city, and many historical monuments dating back tens of thousands of years could be seen everywhere in Fenglong City.

That kind of ancient atmosphere that hits your face makes people know that it is definitely not fake at a glance. Many ancient monuments make people marvel and linger.

There were even warriors who suddenly had an epiphany in front of that ancient thing, suddenly breaking through the bottleneck that they had not overcome for many years.

While walking, everyone came to a wall full of deep marks. This place was very popular and gathered a large number of warriors.

The wall was made of unknown materials. It was pitch black, exuding a deep luster, and was a hundred meters high.

"This is the Panlong Wall. The wall itself is an extraterrestrial meteorite. It looked like this when it fell. The marks on the wall were left by some ancient martial saints. There are gun marks, sword marks, knife marks, and Palm marks and punch marks.”

"Only a strong man with the spirit of a true dragon can leave traces on this wall. Hey, this dragon wall is not simple."

The owner of the wall is a wealthy-looking businessman, and he is introducing to everyone with a smile on his face, "If any of you can touch this dragon wall and hold on for ten seconds, I will immediately give you 100,000 intermediate spiritual stones. "

"The longer you persist, the more I will give you. Every time it takes more than ten seconds, I will give you double the spirit stones. As long as 10,000 intermediate spirit stones are needed, you can try it out."

A huge horizontal line on the ground blocked the many swordsmen who were watching from 500 meters away, and they could only take a look at it from a distance.

"Really or not, as long as I can touch the wall for ten seconds, I will give you 100,000 intermediate spiritual stones?"

"You're lying, nothing is so easy in the world." Many warriors were excited. They could get 100,000 intermediate spirit stones with just a touch. It was very simple no matter how you thought about it.

The businessman with a face full of wealth and wealth said with a smile: "If it's true, I'm the deacon of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce, so I still have some credibility."

"The Bandung Chamber of Commerce is the first chamber of commerce in the Jin Kingdom and the best chamber of commerce in the world. It should be true. Let me give it a try."

A swordsman with a mid-level Martial King cultivation dropped 10,000 mid-level spirit stones, strode across the horizontal line, and walked directly towards the dark sword wall.

boom!

Before walking a hundred meters, the warrior's face became very embarrassed. After walking a few more steps, he spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

Such a vision will immediately shock others and make you feel amazed. It made many warriors who were eager to try feel cold and no longer rush to make a decision.

But human curiosity is the most stubborn. The stranger something happens, the more people want to know the answer and try it out for themselves.

With the temptation of a huge amount of intermediate spirit stones, a few more people walked over after handing over the spirit stones a moment later.

As a result, without exception, no one could walk a hundred meters in front of them, but they were all bounced back by a strange force, their faces looking very frightened.

In just a few cups of tea, the deacon of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce received more than two million intermediate spiritual stones, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

"Do you have any friends who want to try it? This is a ten-for-one deal, it's definitely a good deal."

Liu Suifeng asked strangely: "Xiao Chen, what's going on? Let alone touch the wall, you can't get even a hundred meters away."

After Xiao Chen pondered for a moment, he replied: "The problem should lie in those deep marks. I'm afraid what that person said is true. They are indeed traces left by some ancient martial saints."

"The will above the traces has not dissipated yet. The swordsman has to face the sword intention of the ancient sword master, the swordsman has to face the sword intention of the ancient sword master, and the boxer and kicker also has to face the corresponding saint's aura."

"I'll try."

While he was talking, Murong Chong stepped forward, threw down 10,000 intermediate spirit stones, crossed the horizontal line directly, and walked towards the dragon wall.

After walking the first two hundred meters with a relaxed expression, Murong Chong's face began to look slightly ugly. After walking another hundred meters, his two sword eyebrows were already deeply knitted together.

Without stopping, Murong Chong continued to walk forward, walking another hundred meters, and stopped only a hundred meters away from the magic wall.

One hundred meters is a hurdle, and no one has ever crossed it. When everyone saw Murong Chong stopped before one hundred meters, they couldn't help but become nervous.

Taking a deep breath, Murong Chong clasped his right hand on the handle of the knife, strode forward, leaving a deep footprint on the ground, and successfully stood down.

"Successful. This man has walked a hundred meters. He is indeed a genius qualified to compete in the ring." Someone saw the dragon-shaped jade pendant around Murong Chong's waist and said softly.

"I don't know if he can keep going."

Every step Murong Chong took after that was difficult, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was getting closer and closer to the dragon wall.

I don't know what kind of pressure Murong Chong was facing, but the footprints left on the ground became deeper and deeper.

"There are only ten steps away. If you walk ten steps forward, you can touch the dragon wall."

Although it was extremely difficult, Murong Chong's footsteps did not stop after all. The distance kept getting closer, and everyone's hearts were lifted.

Snapped!

Murong Chong shouted suddenly, took a big step forward, and finally came to the foot of the Panlong Wall, and directly stamped it with his palm.

boom!

But after just a second of contact, he was ejected back by an invisible force, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale.

Liu Suifeng and others quickly stepped forward and helped him up. Murong Chong murmured: "The sword intent of the ancient martial saint is indeed terrifying."

Some people were thrown back in embarrassment, but no one would laugh at Murong Chong's lack of strength. You must know that no one in front of him could even get closer than 100 meters.

The fact that Murong Chong was able to walk up and touch the wall already showed that he was quite strong.

Then many people came forward to try, and several of them were contestants who were qualified for the ring battle. However, they could only go ten meters at most, and could not even touch the dragon wall.

The strange Panlong Wall and the mysterious ancient martial saint have brought more and more people together here, but with too many lessons of failure, no one dares to try easily.

"Interesting. I just heard a few years ago that the Bandung Chamber of Commerce had unearthed a piece of strange stone. I didn't expect to find it here. Let me give it a try."

A sound like ice sounded, and a blue-shirted swordsman separated from the crowd and walked slowly over.

"It's Liu Xiaoyun of Piaoxue Sword Sect, the ninth-ranked player in the last Five Nations Tournament. People like this are actually here to join in the fun."