Whoosh!

After saying that, he was afraid that the old man Bashan would not know his name, so he pointed out another finger to show Fang Mingyang's appearance.

...

The old man Bashan glanced slightly and said, "More than 10,000 years after you left, he had found his mark of reincarnation and came here to reach the human realm and successfully reached the human realm."

After saying that, he thought about it and said, "I remember that he occupied the second of the thirty steps that year."

Fang Jun nodded slightly.

My grandfather is indeed not an ordinary person. In the future, I am destined to have a collision with myself and Piaoshuang. Thinking of this, I am afraid that Si and Fang Junyu will not be so easy to die.

...

He said goodbye to the old man Bashan and came out.

After walking a few steps, he felt a sharp and cold gaze coming from the east, shooting at himself like a substantial sword.

Fang Jun's eyebrows sterned and looked east, and saw that the gate of the side hall in the east was half open at some point.

In the depths of the darkness, an old vulture-like old man could be seen vaguely looking at Fang Junmei, with a deep and sarcastic smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, he is the guardian on the side of the local monks.

Although I don’t know him, I am definitely a super expert in the realm of the human ancestor.

Fang Junmei made great contributions back then, causing the local monks to lose their juniors, spit out their quotas, and lose all their faces. If they don’t focus on him, they will be devils!

Fang Junmei smiled bitterly and her scalp felt numb.

"See senior!"

But he still saluted a little from a distance.

...

"Boy, don't be afraid."

The old man's voice was transmitted in a very strange tone: "I'm still trying to attack you, but the rest of our local monks can't say that those six juniors were not allowed to kill anyone."

Six of the ten people that year died!

"I remember that back then, it seemed that there was a vow that neither side should cause trouble for each other because of the result of that battle."

Fang Junmei said.

"If you want to find trouble, there are many opportunities, why bother that one back then?"

The old man smiled.

To put it bluntly, I can't resist the shamelessness of others!

Fang Junmei nodded slightly and bowed, "Thank you for your reminder, senior."

The other party can slap him to death with just one palm. No matter how unhappy it is, it is better to be honest on the surface.

In the direction behind him, the old man Bashan looked at him with satisfaction, and being a person in his life is also a world of martial arts.

The old man laughed and said nothing.

boom!

The door is closed.

Fang Jun flew towards Fangcheng District.

...

This trip seemed to have only talked to the old man Bashan for a few words, but it was of far-reaching significance to the eyes of other monks.

You should know that Old Man Bashan is already in the second realm of the human ancestor. Such a person, an ordinary monk in the ancestral hall, is not qualified to come to see you, and others will not take the initiative to see you.

But the old man Bashan has taken the initiative to meet Fang Junmei. What does this mean? Is he a special relationship with the old man Bashan? When you are fighting for the thirty steps later, do you still dare to kill him?

Although it was impossible for the old man Bashan to give Fang Junmei a place, this summoning was already a great help. Perhaps it was because of this calculation that the old friend of the Sword and Sword Emperors met Fang Junmei as soon as he arrived.

...

Found Piaoshuang and Cangwu Laoxie.

The two of them didn't ask much and started the market in the city together.

It is still in the eighteenth level of hell, and there is no surprise at the level of the gathering place of human monks.

After a while, I found the inn, stayed in, and waited for the thirty steps to arrive.

...

Time passes quickly, and more than thirty years pass quickly.

This day is the period of competition.

When the three of them left the inn, they saw a large number of monks flying towards the central hall, and the three of them also flew away.

As soon as I came over, I noticed an abnormality. There were already ten figures standing at the doors of the side halls on both sides, most of whom were looking at the monks coming over in a arrogant manner.

Needless to say, these twenty monks are the candidates for those twenty who are determined by the inner rank, and most of them are the descendants of the ancestor monks and the supreme monks.

...

He noticed the expressions of twenty people, including Fang Junmei and the other monks, Ling Zhutian, the "Eternal Emperor" and hundreds of monks, all of whom showed unhappy expressions.

"Bah, a bunch of second-generation ancestors, I will kill you one by one in the future!"

Old Cangwu sent a vicious voice transmission and muttered, "I'm going to kill you and kill him again."

Fang Junmei laughed secretly and thought to herself that you and me are involved. I wonder how many people will kill you because of me in the future!

...

It took more than half an hour before no monks came.

There are no other monks on the entire island except here, including those restaurants, inns, and shop owners. They have never reached the level before, or even if they have won, they have not succeeded in advance.

No one will continue to stay here if he succeeds.

Fang Junmei counted secretly, not counting the twenty people, there were still 232, including the Qiu Dumu. There were already several monks around this old guy.

...

Two huge auras appeared like the scorching sun rising in the east.

The old man Bashan and the old man opposite walked out and stood outside the gate.

"Brother Hengmei, please tell me."

The old man Bashan asked the other party to speak, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

Local monks are used to being rampant. The old man called Brother Hengmei was not very humble. He nodded and glanced at everyone.

"You should have already found out the details of the battle clearly, so I won't say much. In short, life and death are not limited to methods until fifty steps are drawn."

The voice is cold.

After falling down, he swept the twenty people on both sides and said, "You have twenty, compete for the twenty steps at the top, and the others compete for the thirty ones below, until no one dares to compete with you again."

Everyone held their hands behind their backs and said nothing.

The atmosphere became tense in an instant.

"The person who lost, get out of here and wait for the next chance!"

"The fifty people inside, just sit on that step. The treasure spirits of this hall will automatically begin to become mysterious and help you integrate your body, mind, soul, energy, and seals to reach the human realm."

"After the mystery is over, whether it succeeds or not, get out for me, it's that simple!"

The old guy is very polite.

But no one felt that it was not right, just like they were talking to a group of Longmen juniors.

"After entering, Tianbutong will not be used anymore. Don't ask me why, it is the characteristic of this treasure itself."

The old guy said again, "I won't speak anymore."

...

"Is there any problem?"

The old man Bashan said at this moment.

Everyone said nothing when they heard this.

Seeing this, the two old guys stopped talking and waited indifferently.

...

Behind the two, the hall was black and serene, with a strange shape, like a gong and cymbal covering the ground, and the breath emitted was somewhat similar to those treasures that protected the soul.

The strong breath is not too strong, but it just exudes a feeling of heaven and earth.

Such a treasure fell here, but no one dared to rob it, which shows that it is protected by the way of heaven.

Woo--
To be continued...