The sea sings, Lu Zong drinks, and Fang Junmei.

The three rushed upwards.

Hai Fangge and Lu Zongjiu went hand in hand.

Although Fang Junmei started a little late, because the pressure below was lighter, the upward speed was faster.

Soon, he got closer and closer to Hai Fangge and Lu Zongjiu.

...

"Xiao Jung-in, if we don't work harder, we will be caught up by this brother!"

Hai Fangge looked down and said with a big smile, looking passionate and overwhelming, and his name for Lu Zongjiu was even more strange.

"I know it, but you, a young butcher, have to bring me along with you, as a matter of pressure!"

Lu Zongjiu said angrily.

"Hahahaha--I'm going to bring you together for such an interesting thing."

Hai Fangsong laughed again.

The two of them were still able to chat and laugh, which shows that they had not been pushed to their limits.

These monks are frank and sincere in every word and deed, and are worthy of communion.

...

Fang Junmei continued to move upwards, the pressure became increasingly greater and the speed gradually slowed down.

Sweat began to come out from Fang Junmei's forehead, and his eyes were still extremely calm.

In fact, this is not the first time he has done such a thing. When he participated in the Nancheng Immortal Kingdom in the competition for the Qianlong List, the old guys first selected some outstanding monks through competitions like this.

In that time, Long Jinyi won the first place, Fang Junmei won the second place, Gu Xijin, Di Hao, Ge Shu Zhengkuang, and Tang Qi won the third place regardless of order.

Therefore, Fang Junmei had no worries and doubts about his mental and spiritual will, and just rushed upward.

...

"This guy's speed of rushing up seems to be faster than that of the two Taoist brothers Hai Lu just now."

Someone said to the monks below.

"He will lose his energy in one go, and he will lose his energy in three ways. Of course, his first move is to show his might. Don't be anxious. I don't believe it. He can beat the two Taoist brothers."

Some people disdain to answer.

When Yang Xiaoman heard this, she immediately gave him a fierce look and stared at the man's hair and stood upright.

...

The three of them were still rushing upwards.

Hai Fangge and Lu Zongjiu had already rushed to a height of more than 60 meters. Going up, it was almost step by step, and the speed was extremely slow.

Although the two of them have a good relationship and a fair level of strength, no matter how similar they are, they still have to distinguish between the top and bottom, even if it is a tiny centimeter.

roar--

A low roar came from Hai Fangge's throat, as if the roar of a tiger was shocking. On this son's broad forehead, blue veins leaped away, like red and green earthworms, looking a little hideous.

And he is making up for the little height gap between him and Lu Zongjiu.

As for Lu Zongjiu, although he did not make any roar and the blue veins on his forehead did not protrude, his eyes became more and more fierce.

This person looks like a gentle young man, but after being inspired to be competitive, he is definitely one of the strongest opponents.

Fang Junmei was still a little far away from the two of them, about ten feet away. Although his rising speed slowed down, it was still faster than the current speed of the two of Hailu.

If you can always keep faster than the two, it will be a matter of time before you catch up.

Fang Junmei's face was stern at this moment, her eyes were calm and firm, and she had a slight sweat on her forehead, but the veins were not bulging violently.

Among the monks watching below, they had a good relationship with Hai Lu and others. Looking at Fang Junmei's appearance, they became somewhat solemn.

"This guy is not simple either."

"It cannot be underestimated."

"Since he captured two cultivators of the same realm a few days ago, maybe some force or secretly cultivated elite disciples."

The topic of the crowd has begun to change.

It can be superficial for a while, but how many people will be superficial.

...

At this moment, in other directions, more mortal monks gathered here. Looking at the moment of the three of them chasing each other, they couldn't help but feel a little passionate and ignited.

The folk customs of the Southern Sacred Region have always been fierce. In such folk customs, monks who grew up are more aggressive than other places, especially some monks who don’t like to be conspiring and scheming.

"Three, I'm one!"

Another sound rang.

Swish!

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly rose, and another figure rushed upwards.

Everyone looked at this man, a long and thin young man, dark skin, a strange beast tattoo on his body, and many bone-like pendants hanging on his body.

He has a round face, a bit of a baby face, black eyes, white eyes, and is particularly distinctive. Compared with Fang Junmei and the other two, the realm is even lower, and he is only in the early stage of the transformation.

"Who is he?"

“Don’t know.”

"I remember him, he seemed to be a casual cultivator, called Douluo."

Everyone started to discuss again, and exposed the origin of the newly participated monk.

"I can't help it anymore. I'm just me. Today, I, Bafeng, must go up and take a look. What treasures are sold in the shop on the tenth floor."

Someone started shouting again.

The fifth monk also rushed upwards.

"It's me too."

"I'll come too."

The monks finally couldn't help but rush up one after another. Anyway, they couldn't rush up at most, and they just gave up some shame and didn't have to worry about any danger.

...

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen monks rushed up together.

Fang Junmei and the other two saw so many opponents, and their eyes were filled with excitement and blazing light.

Among the monks who rose later, some of them rushed up faster than Fang Junmei's just now, but immediately they dropped as fast as they were.

Many monks watched and laughed.

up.

up.

Still moving upward.

Fang Junmei is getting closer and closer to Hai Fangge and Lu Zongjiu, and the pressure she feels is naturally getting greater and greater.

His speed of upward is getting slower and slower.

Above the head, it seemed like an invisible waterfall, rushing down from the top, impacting everyone's body, blocking their whereabouts.

Hai Fangge and Lu Zongjiu were really speechless at this moment, fighting the invisible waterfall above their heads with all their might, gritting their teeth, and trying to squeeze out every inch of bone and every drop of blood.

...

call!

The sound of the wind roars suddenly started.

The fourth young monk named Douluo, who participated, rushed to more than fifty feet, was not strong enough. As soon as he exhaled his energy, he felt the pressure coming. It suddenly became much greater and fell quickly towards the ground.

Bang--

With a heavy sound, it hit the ground, and dust flew.

It caused laughter.

Bang bang bang-

The sound of smashing the ground began to sound one after another, and the fifty feet above were like a pass.

After the monks who were not strong enough were vented, they were almost like meteors and were smashed into the ground, smashing pits one by one.

In a blink of an eye, five or six monks followed the footsteps of Douluo.

After landing, everyone looked helpless and ashamed. It would be fine if they could not beat others, but they even lost their minds and wills. It was really embarrassing.

...
To be continued...