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Text text_Chapter 2215 Kunwu Mountain, fierce!

"Dangdang!"

Gongs and drums were loud and sounds shook the entire street.

"Those who come from the south and go north, come by and take a look. The great opportunity is coming!"

After the drums and drums, a man's voice came out, and the meaning in his words made many people feel curious and came over.

Zhao Fang is no exception.

He took Baihua to kill Xuanyin boy and squeezed forward.

Among the crowd, there were two men, a round and fair young man, who ignored the chaotic environment and strange eyes and closed his eyes and breathed in practice.

The other is a middle-aged man who looks like a housekeeper, holding two gongs in his hand, constantly yelling.

"Depend on!"

After taking a look, the Xuanyin boy suddenly swears.

He found that he could not see through the other party's cultivation level, and what surprised him even more was that it was the pair of gongs.

It is not an ordinary grade, but a real sixth-grade medium-sized immortal weapon.

Holding the sixth-grade medium-grade gong to shout?

This is so extravagant!

The key is that the other party is in a silly manner.

Compared with the other party, the Xuanyin boy suddenly realized sadly that he seemed to be unable to match a beggar, and he felt even more depressed.

Zhao Fang was also a little surprised.

However, the point of his surprise was not Tongluo and the middle-aged housekeeper, but the round young man who practiced cross-legged.

"The baby becomes the ninth level?"

The seemingly ordinary young man actually exudes a faint aura that surpasses most infants and becomes strong.

In front of this strange combination of two people, there was a white jade table. The stone table was filled with white smoke and a chill, and it was also a sixth-grade immortal weapon.

On the white jade table less than two meters long was an old and quaint long sword.

It looks quite like a brick on the diamond counter, and it feels like a waste of resources.

but.

Most people are not thinking about this strange scene, but are thinking about how to take all these things for themselves, and their eyes flash slightly.

"I am here to be a true master, thank you fellow Taoists for your appreciation."

The middle-aged butler bowed to the surroundings with his fists.

"Really evil?"

"What is your relationship with one of the three evildoers in Kunwu Mountain?"

The surname "王" is very rare, and the middle-aged housekeeper has an extraordinary demeanor, so he is obviously not from an ordinary family.

Looking at the mountains and seas, the only one who is famous for its evil surname is "Kunwu Mountain", which is one of the three mountains.

"Haha, that's the ancestor of the family!" Jing Zhen smiled faintly.

"It turned out to be the grandson of the ferocious locust!"

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd, and when I looked at Yao Zhen again, there was a little more solemnity.

Although the infant transformation is not weak, the three mountains are about to collect herbs. For most people, the infant transformation situation that they rarely encounter is everywhere on the street, which is not uncommon.

It will not arouse their fear at all.

But if the baby who was born in Kunwu Mountain changed to the sixth level, it would be enough to make most people feel different!

"Kunwu Mountain, Yunzhou Mountain?"

Zhao Fang narrowed his eyes slightly. He heard from the boy Xuanyin that the three mountains have their own characteristics.

Among them, Xianjian Mountain is a pure sword cultivator force. In terms of attack and killing, it ranks first among the three mountains.

But if we want to talk about overall strength, the one who really ranks first is Kunwushan.

Unlike pure sword cultivators like Xianjian Mountain, there is no difference between Kunwu Mountain, and there is no human being on it, and it is all inhabited by a group of cloud beasts.

The mountain master has a mysterious identity and is known as the most mysterious existence among the three mountains.

Under the mountain master, there are three evil beasts and nine beasts.

The three evil spirits are all cloud beasts of the seventh level, with strong strength and can compete with the late-stage powerful people in the God Transformation stage.

Nine Beasts are naturally not ordinary cloud beasts, they also have the strength of the early or even mid-level seventh grade.

In addition, the commander of the army of Infinite Cloud Beasts, the Immortal Sword Mountain is also slightly inferior when it really fights.

"Who is the grandson of the locust, one of the three evildoers in Kunwu Mountain who beat the gong, who is the round young man who practices cross-legged?"

"Can the evil be treated like this? Could this person be one of the three evil behemoths, or their descendants?"

Zhao Fang looked at the round young man seriously again.

"Everyone!"

The fierce and honest hands were pressing down, and the restless people became much quieter.

Kei Zhen pointed to the ancient long sword on the white jade table and said, "This is a long sword that the ancestor of the family accidentally obtained. It is extremely strange and it is difficult for ordinary people to pull it out. Today, I invited this sword to me. If someone could draw this sword, this bottle of sixth-grade high-quality infant elixir will belong to him."

"In addition, Kunwushan can also promise him a condition within his ability!"

These words quickly aroused everyone's greed, and many people's breathing became much heavier.

Needless to say, the sixth-grade top-level infant elixir can be promoted to the first level after taking the eighth level of infant transformation. For most infant transformation, it is an irresistible temptation for most infant transformation experts.

However.

What is even more attractive is naturally the last sentence of the evil spirit.

Kunwushan’s promise!

The promise of a fairy mountain is of great significance.

It can be said that even an ordinary monk can achieve success in the shortest time with this promise, and martial arts cannot be limited.

"really?"

Some people questioned.

After all, this is just a one-sided statement. If it is really pulled out and Kunwushan refuses to admit it, who can dare to reason with them?

"Of course, with so many fellow Taoists testifying, are you afraid that I will regret it? If you still don't believe it, you can make an oath of immortality!"

After saying that, he swears in public.

Seeing this, everyone nodded secretly, thinking that this should be true.

"Haha~ Although I don't know what fellow Taoist is planning, this infant elixir and Kunwu Mountain promise are all my Changwei!"

A tall and strong man walked out first, and came to the white jade pedestal in one step. While laughing, he reached out to grab the ancient sword.

"out!"

Chang Wei drew his sword suddenly.

With a breath of immortal power, he was a fifth-level existence.

However, even though he tried his best and eventually turned red, the ancient sword not only did not get out of the sheath, but also did not even mean to move.

"How is that possible?"

Chang Wei's eyes widened, unbelievable.

The onlookers were surprised. Chang Wei was obviously a physical cultivation. His body was so strong that he could probably sweep through the middle stage of the infant transformation, but he could not draw out the ancient sword.

"Damn, what's this?"

Chang Wei and Gu Jian were in a stalemate for several breaths, and finally gave up.

Although he was a physical cultivation, his mind was not filled with muscles. He also noticed the strangeness of the ancient sword, and even realized that when he drew the sword, some of his immortal power seemed to be lost in vain.

These lost parts were swallowed by the strange long sword.

It can never be taken back.

If you continue to stalemate, the loss of immortal power will be even greater!

"I overestimate myself. The evil fellow Taoist will ask for help, so naturally he can't solve it. I'm just a baby who turns into a fifth level, or even a sixth level, and Is there a good face to go on stage?"

When Chang Wei gave up, a sarcastic voice came.

The person who spoke was a man with a sword in his arms. The man had a purple peak tattooed on his chest. The purple peak was as tall as a sword and had its own power.
Chapter completed!
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