Chapter 1629 (1/2)

Lu Linhan is indeed a monster, which is recognized by Chongxing. But if what Jinding sage said is true, Lu Linhan is likely to fall in front of Yunfan.

Before the age of 40, you can cultivate Qizhong in the saint's realm. The young generation of Chongxing is really unmatched, but the absence of Chongxing does not mean that there are no other stars.

Even if there are no other stars, it doesn't mean that there has never been one in the nine sky region for so many years.

If Yunfan understands the rules, it is really unprecedented, and there is no future, so there is no comparability.

The iron sword Saint gently shook his head. He was born Yu and he was born bright?

”Ah...”

A scream interrupted the thoughts of the iron sword saint. Looking at the muddy corpse on the ground, his face looked helpless.

Every time I come here, I will see this scene. Which of these is not a genius of the door, so they die.

”Jinding, how much did Wanjun gate lose this time?” the iron sword Saint asked.

Looking at the Golden Tripod Saint stretching out three fingers, he was shocked and said, ”the disciples of Wanjun gate are so outstanding this time? Only three?”

Every time at least hundreds of disciples of Wanjun gate go up the mountain, more than a dozen will die at least once. There has never been a time lower than double digits.

”Look at this, the disciples of each sect have lost at least hundreds this time. It seems that the strength of Wanjun sect is really better than other sects!”

”You think too much. Three of them died because of Yunfan's credit. The power of his rules will save them all in one breath.”

The sage of Jinding smiled and opened Wanjun mountain this time. Only this thing excited him.

It doesn't matter whether Lin Yunbai can go to the second platform or not. The important thing is that if one of these disciples dies less, the strength of the sect will be stronger.

”It's him again!”

The iron sword sage couldn't speak for a long time. Now he knows why the Jinding sage said that before. This cloud fan is also surprising.

The iron sword Saint seemed numb when he watched the figure falling and the figure on the first platform.

Weak is weak, there is no reason to say.

The strong smell of blood dispersed, and Wanjun mountain gushed a sense of tragedy. It seemed that it had become a battlefield. It was no longer simply going up the mountain, but fighting in the battlefield.

Everyone here represents a sect gate. This is a contest between sect gates. What's the matter of life and death.

Looking at the figures coming up one by one, and looking at many others, Dong Qiang suddenly flashed a fierce color in his eyes as Lu Linhan climbed up.

Suddenly stood up and walked towards the mountain wall.

”You can't bear it!” Mozi said.

”I know, but it's only one chance. I don't want to leave regret. I'm different from you. I'm a demon family. I really can't. It'll be fine.”

Dong Qiang went up. She was just the four peaks of the sage realm. It was difficult to bear greater gravity.

She moved up a little bit. Even so, she was faster than Yunfan.

Some of the disciples of Wanjun sect who were originally practicing were excited and followed Dong Qiang up.

Compared with Dong Qiang, they seem easier, but everyone knows that their lives will disappear at any time without the second platform.

”It seems that many people will die this time!” sighed the Jinding sage.

The arrival of Lu Linhan has emboldened everyone. If it is only the first platform, it is naturally a good thing. But now many people climb towards the second platform, which is a little sad.

Being able to get on the first platform is a genius among geniuses. It's hasty to die here.