Return of The Underworld

Chapter 851: Yiqi Juechen

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Roar!

The next moment, among the mountains, no matter which mountain disciple walked to, he felt the earth and began to tremble slightly.

It's just that this tremor only lasted for a second, and it was fleeting, making people only feel like an illusion.

At this time, the most energetic person is Zhao Haoran!

Cool!

At this moment, Zhao Haoran was standing on the top of the Ninth Mountain, full of heroism.

At the end of the sea, heaven is the shore!

When the mountain reaches its peak, I am the peak!

"Unexpectedly, I have been practicing for twenty years, and I will actually step into the altar one day!"

Holding the giant sword in his hand, looking at the emptiness of the sun, Zhao Haoran smiled, very pleased.

What no one knows is that Zhao Haoran's qualifications are not bad at all.

On the contrary, in the martial art test three years ago, Zhao Haoran's talent was the highest.

Not long ago, the master of Zhengyitang, Zhao Haoran's master, personally told him about this.

It's just that Zhao Haoran's physique is very special, and it is difficult to rise up.

In particular, this physique has not appeared in ten thousand years.

Eternal pride!

Three years ago, Zhao Haoran stood silently among the crowd, only looking up at Ruda.

Three years later, Zhao Haoran was as bright as the sun, but Luda was reduced to waste.

Even if Ruda also participated this time, Zhao Haoran still looked down on him.

Zhao Haoran is a gentleman, cold-hearted, and has appeared in public for a long time, cherishing words like gold.

But from the bottom of it, Zhao Haoran and Xiyu Shuangjiao are actually the same kind of people.

It's just that the Western Regions double pride, and the Western Regions pretend to slap their faces, showing their power everywhere.

But Zhao Haoran only needs to practice silently!

"The teacher once said that in today's Dalin Temple, my talent is the highest."

"Although I am not a disciple of the Venerable, my future achievements will definitely surpass the two brothers of Tianjiao in black and white."

"I, Zhao Haoran, is the eternal pride and the supreme of Dalin Temple in the future!"

Roar!

Looking up to the sky and roaring, Zhao Haoran raised his sword, bravely fierce!

Zhao Haoran wants the world to understand that he is the best and most promising disciple among Dalin Temple.

At this moment, the black-clothed son and the white-clothed son are climbing the Seventh Mountain.

Along the way, the two fought openly and secretly, and even fought against each other.

But in the end, seeing Zhao Haoran getting faster and faster, the two could only give up fighting and choose to join forces.

But even so, the two have only broken into the seventh mountain until now.

But Zhao Haoran had long since disappeared.

"Then Zhao Haoran is terrible." The black man said with a trembling voice.

"Brother Black, we are too late to get started, then Zhao Haoran has been in the sect for 20 years, we are not as good as him now, and we will go to the inner door to find a place later."

The young man in white said coldly.

Aggrieved!

The two princes were both disciples of a large family, and both families had a strong influence in Dalin Temple.

But what the two did not expect was that Zhao Haoran was so against the sky, breaking through the sky powerfully.

Behind, a graceful shadow slowly appeared.

"The Blue Sword is here."

"Brother, this girl is noble, and she is also the woman of Xiao Jiu. If it were with us, we wouldn't have a chance at all."

Hum!

When it came to this, the black-clothed boy and the white-clothed boy couldn't help smirking.

Lan Jian did not expect that when she first stepped into the mountain of books, relatives would come.

depressed!

Although this is only the soul body, the discomfort of the physical body will also affect the spirit.

This caused the Blue Sword's power to be greatly weakened.

Passing through the six peaks in one breath, the uncomfortable feeling of Blue Sword became more and more intense.

But Lan Jian had no choice but to hold on to it.

at last!

Blue Sword couldn't hold it anymore.

Suddenly, a towering figure, one after another, stopped Lan Jian.

"Little beauty, are you interested in playing with this son?" The white-clothed son laughed loudly.

"Brother White, I know you are chasing the Blue Sword. When you feel good, you will feel good again for me."

The black man has a wretched look.

After speaking, the two laughed at the same time, laughing very wretchedly.

"You... don't be afraid, let me tell the master?"

Lan Jian's pretty face turned pale, and his beautiful eyes were full of disgust.

"After leaving Shushan, we will all lose our memories. My son is afraid of wool?"

The young man in white smiled unkindly.

"Furthermore, even if we slap you, after we leave, your body is already intact, and there will be no accidents and will forget."

Boy in black, laughed loudly.

These two princes, who were originally dressed beasts, secretly harmed many good women.

It's just that the two people are very powerful, and they are good at pretending to be good babies. For many years, they have not noticed the clues.

But this time, it was different!

But I understand that Zhao Haoran cannot be surpassed, and that no matter what he does, the outside world will not know the future.

The two sons, instantly incarnate as a hungry wolf, become daring!

"Help, ah..."

Lan Jian continued to struggle, but was dragged directly into the grass by the white-clothed young man.

Just when the boy in white is about to be transformed into a beast.

The black man suddenly lowered his voice: "Someone is coming."

Ok

Hearing this, the white-clothed son was immediately moved.

The disciples who participated in this competition were very good and all passed the third mountain.

But that's it!

Most of the disciples stopped at the Fourth Mountain.

To be able to step into the Fifth Mountain, this is already against the sky.

There are only a few disciples who can step into the seventh mountain.

This is also the reason why the two sons were unscrupulous.

Wow!

The white-clothed boy immediately clicked the blue sword acupoint, and then, with the black-clothed boy, they hid in the grass.

Wow!

Soon, a curvaceous shadow appeared in front of the two of them.

This girl is very beautiful, especially those legs, the eyes of both people looking at it are straight.

call!

Huhu!

Riding through six mountains in one breath, Rao is the eldest grandson Yueer's martial arts, and can't help sweating.

The eldest grandson Yue'er is good at internal power, has a strong spirit, but is not proficient in external power.

Especially over the years, the eldest grandson Yue'er has been practicing and never used force with others.

Therefore, the eldest grandson Yue'er's combat effectiveness is not too strong.

This high-intensity mountain climbing, the grandson Yue'er, who has been pampered for many years, is somewhat overwhelmed.

And along the way, there are some daring people who want to sneak attack on the grandson Yue'er.

hateful!

These disciples were all slapped to death by the eldest grandson Yue'er.

But the blood and violence, and the feeling of killing, made the grandson Yue'er feel very sick, and vomited several times along the way.

Until now, the grandson Yue'er still feels vomiting.

"Just rest here."

call!

Huhu!

The eldest grandson Yue'er sat on the ground, panting like a cow.

What the grandson Yue'er didn't know was that in the darkness, there were two pairs of red eyes looking at her with squinting stern colors.

In fact, the two sons were very jealous of their grandson Yue'er.

Although the eldest grandson Yue'er is beautiful, she has a noble temperament and an unpredictable identity.

Although the eldest grandson Yue'er did not reveal his true identity.

But the two sons have been pampered for many years, and are used to seeing all kinds of second generations, this look is still very poisonous.

Even in the mountains of books, the two princes still had fears and were unwilling to go to war with the eldest grandson Yue'er.

But the current posture of the eldest grandson Yue'er is too tempting.

Especially when she was lying on the ground, her pair of "beautiful" legs dangled the two of them for a while.

It was this leg like a work of art that caused the two sons to completely lose their minds and fall into madness.

The next moment, the eldest grandson Yue'er, who was drinking water, immediately blinked and saw two sword lights.

"No! Someone attacked!"

The grandson Yue'er changed suddenly.

Grandson Yue'er's martial arts, if it were at its peak, would be more powerful than any other young master.

But the eldest grandson, Yue'er, had average foreign skills and was not good at fighting.

Now the two princes join forces, they are thunder attacks from the start, and they are still the strongest killer move!

Although the eldest grandson Yue'er is great, but lacks actual combat experience, she was shocked for a while.

When the grandson Yue'er woke up, she had been tied up and thrown into the grass.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

Lan Jian and the grandson Yue'er exclaimed at the same time.

The grandson Yue'er hated Lan Jian because of Xiao Jiu.

Lan Jian didn't like her very much because of the cold and arrogant grandson Yue'er.

But what the second daughter didn't expect was that this was the result of the development of the matter to the end!

"The two beasts are too damning!" Lan Jian said angrily.

"I didn't expect my innocent body to be defiled." The grandson Yue'er looked desperate.

Deng Jiuling transformed her eldest grandson Yue'er from a girl into a woman.

This chastity will naturally bloom for Deng Jiuling.

What are the other men

"Two beauties, don't worry, our brothers will communicate with you separately, sequentially, and in turn."

"Haha, the outer door is both beautiful, we brothers can all enjoy it, handsome."

The two sons, with a wild smile, rushed over like a hungry wolf.

Standing on the first mountain, Deng Jiuling quickly swallowed all his spiritual power.

These spiritual powers are not only the aura of heaven and earth accumulated by the first mountain in the past five years.

What's more, it is the mental power that remains in the first mountain among the disciples in this competition.

Although these mental powers were messy, Deng Jiuling had a certain understanding of these disciples.

In the next battle, Deng Jiuling will be able to make the fastest and precise strikes in response to different situations.

Boom!

When Deng Jiuling left the first peak, the body of the first peak began to crack rapidly.

In the next five years, a new group of disciples will still be able to break through the mountain of books and gain a boost in their spiritual power.

However, the spiritual power they have gained will be extremely weakened compared to that of this disciple.

Even Deng Jiuling predicted that the first mountain would collapse completely within 20 years.

"Fortunately, it wasn't an immediate collapse. Five years later, even if people know that I did everything, it doesn't matter."

Deng Jiuling looked excited and stepped into the second mountain.

Deng Jiuling was fast on the second mountain, but after a few drops, he stepped onto the top of the mountain.

"It seems that my speculation is correct. In fact, every mountain has the same pattern of formation."

"The difference is that the further the mountains are, the stronger the lines are superimposed, that's all."

Deng Jiuling's eyes were burning, and he used a large swallowing technique, which quickly swallowed the spiritual power of the second mountain.

The third mountain!

The fourth mountain!

The fifth mountain!

Deng Jiuling's speed was so fast that he soon descended to the Fifth Mountain.

In the mountains, two figures caught Deng Jiuling's attention.