Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Fifth Snatch the Mountain Road

Ahead, there are eight roads leading straight to the top of the mountain.

Every road, every distance, there is a group of glittering things, exuding precious light.

"That's a treasure!"

"Yes, it must be extraordinary to stay here."

Many people have glowing eyes.

"Look, there is a stone tablet with writing on it."

someone called.

At the intersection of each road, there is a platform, and in front of the platform stands a stone tablet.

Everyone went up to take a look, and then their eyes flashed.

The meaning on the stone tablet is very obvious. It said that this is the road of competition for the disciples in the Yundi Palace in the past. Each road has an inscription array, and each road can only be walked by one person.

Eight roads, only eight people can pass through, and there will be some treasure rewards on the road.

Everyone's eyes became hot.

"This road is mine."

"its mine."

Immediately, more than a dozen people rushed to the platform of the first road.

"boom!"

But then, a group of fiery fists, like the sun, blasted towards the platform.

More than a dozen young masters were blasted to ashes without even screaming.

A young man stepped up and glanced around.

It is the anode and the six poles.

Most people's faces changed.

Obviously, Yang Liuji set foot on the first road, and this road is already owned by him.

"The second rule!"

Someone rushed towards the second road.

"call out!"

An iron bar swept across, and a dozen youths screamed and were swept off the platform.

A young man with messy hair, holding an iron rod, stepped onto the second platform.

"One of the fifty supernovas of the blood Zhao, the blood stick iron devil."

someone exclaimed.

Many people's eyes flickered and they wanted to rush up, but the Iron Demon was extremely powerful, and an iron rod swept thousands of troops.

call out!

A sword light, like a flying fairy outside the sky, appeared on the platform of the third road.

One of the Nine Heroes of Yinyue, Duan Ling.

boom!

On the sixth road, there was also a strong man, one of the fifty supernovas of Xue Zhao.

Suddenly, the first road, the second road, the third road, and the sixth road were all occupied.

The four of them stood on it, and others looked back, and no one went up to look for death.

As for the remaining four roads, the competition is fierce.

A group of people rushed up and fought hard, and people kept falling.

Being a human being, this is the battlefield of Wuzong, and it is difficult for those warriors in the great martial arts realm to intervene.

"I want one."

Xie Nianqing whispered, and then moved towards the fifth road.

"The Great Handprint of the Devil!"

Xie Nianqing's big mudra of the devil, I don't know what level of martial arts it is. As her cultivation level improves, the power becomes more and more terrifying.

what! what! ...

With several screams in a row, seven or eight martial arts masters were shot by Xie Nianqing, and even a few people exploded in the air.

"So strong, who is this person?"

Someone was shocked.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Xie Nianqing drank coldly and was extremely domineering.

Some people do not believe in evil and want to rush up, but they are beheaded by Xie Nianqing.

The rest are helpless and can only move to other paths.

"Then let me have one too!"

Lu Ming moved and rushed towards the eighth road, followed by Golden Eye Blood Stiffness.

"Death to me!"

A blade of light slashed to the top of Lu Ming's head, with great power.

He is a martial artist at the peak of the first level of Wuzong.

"You are the one who died!"

The demon-suppressing gun appeared in his hand and swept it out.

bump!

The young man's body flew out like a cannonball. I don't know how far it flew and disappeared without a trace.

"Boy, it's you!"

Suddenly, a cold drink sounded near Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's eyes swept away, and he was delighted. Isn't this the young man in the golden robe who robbed the ancient spirit pill of one yuan before?

The young man in Jinpao swept his gaze around Lu Ming, then showed a cold light, and sneered: "Boy, now you are here alone, how do I see you die?"

"Really? It's just you, I'm afraid it's a long way off."

Lu Ming smiled lightly.

"Boy, your mouth is useless, die!"

The young man in Jinpao shouted, his body exuding a violent aura.

The third level of Wuzong, this brocade young man actually reached the third level of Wuzong.

Some time ago, his cultivation was still at the peak of the second level of Wuzong. It seems that these few days, the young people in Jinpao have also had adventures, allowing the cultivation to break through.

"die!"

The purple light on the Jinpao youth turned golden in an instant, and a palm slammed out, and a golden real dragon flew out and rushed towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming didn't even look at it, he just pulled out a shot.

bump!

The golden real dragon looked like it was made of tofu. It was smashed to pieces by Lu Ming's spear. The violent spear light continued to sweep towards the Jinpao youth.

"how so?"

The Jinpao youth screamed in disbelief.

His cultivation level broke through the third level of Wuzong, and Lu Ming was still alone. He originally thought that killing Lu Ming would be an easy task, but he never expected that his most proud martial arts would be smashed by Lu Ming with a single shot.

At this time, he shouted, bursting out with all his strength, trying to resist.

bump!

The violent spear slammed on him, shattering all his defenses. His body crackled and cracked, and his bones were broken, and he fell under the platform like a puddle of flesh. He was dead and could no longer be. died.

Lu Ming stretched out his hand and sucked, sucked the Jinpao youth storage ring into his hand, and then killed the others.

bump! bump! ...

Lu Ming shot directly and domineeringly, forming a huge spear with a long spear, sweeping away thousands of troops.

bump! bump! ...

Those young people, like broken sacks, were swept away by Lu Ming, and their bodies were directly blown apart by those with weak cultivation.

In an instant, on the platform at the intersection of the eighth road, only Lu Ming stood proudly with a gun.

"Who is this person? Too strong."

Many people looked at Lu Ming in shock and didn't dare to go forward at all.

In this way, the fifth road and the eighth road were occupied by Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing respectively.

Only the fourth road and the seventh road are left, and the competition is extremely fierce.

The fighting continued, blood flowed into rivers, and in the sky, inscriptions emerged, condensed from blood refining crystals.

After a while, the fourth road and the seventh road also have their own masters.

The fourth road is a bald young man whose strength is at the peak of Wuzong's third-level peak.

The seventh road is occupied by a short and fat young man whose cultivation is also the peak of the third level of Wuzong. .

Eight roads, no one dares to go up to challenge.

rush!

Then, the people on the eight platforms rushed towards the road in unison.

Lu Ming also rushed towards the mountain road, followed by Golden Eye Blood Stiffness.

Golden Eyes is bloody, not a person, so he can go on the road with Lu Ming.

Not long after rushing out, light and shadow flickered ahead, and four tiger-shaped monsters suddenly appeared, blocking the road ahead.

Obviously, these four monsters are all condensed from the inscription formation, not entities.

"The four monsters are all the strengths of Wuzong's third-level early stage."

Lu Ming could see the strength of the four monsters at a glance.

Roar! Roar!

Four monsters rushed towards Lu Ming.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao