Panlong Mountain!

The contract life and death battle has ended for two months, but there are still many people here every day. They all want to see with their own eyes the Panlong Mountain battlefield that once killed forty-four Holy Martial Arts and severely damaged the Tiger Bang Mingtian Technique, and feel the atmosphere of the contract that has not yet been retreated. There are also people who are passionate about pursuing the footsteps of legends and creating new legends.

"Panlong Mountain was destroyed in the last battle. Qin Ming invited a mysterious man to reshape Panlong Mountain. Now it has become harder than before, like a black iron mine, which is said to be able to withstand the battle of the Ninth Heaven of the Holy Martial Arts."

"The mysterious man is likely to be a spirit body from the Dark Moon Ghost Forest. It is said that someone has seen it there. The tungsten steel mineral vein in the Dark Moon Ghost Forest has evolved over the years and has been nurtured by the Ghost Spirit Clan. Not many people have seen its strength, but they think it must be very terrifying."

"I also heard that many spiritual bodies gathered around Qin Ming in the dark moon forest, maybe because of Haitang, the alchemy master of the Ghost Spirit Clan. If those spiritual bodies grow to the extreme and support Qin Ming, it will definitely be a terrifying force."

Panlong Mountain is very lively. People from all over the heaven gather at the foot of the mountain or climb Panlong Mountain, sighing, talking, and feeling.

"Forty-five life-and-death battles! How did Qin Ming persevere!"

"We can't understand the people who create legends, otherwise how could they be listed on the Tiger List fifteen days after the war! War Lord, the title of the Tiger List, the supreme glory and glory!"

"That courage, that strength, and that bloodiness are indeed worthy of the name of War Lord."

"If the Tianlong Clan hadn't been cheating in the end, I'm afraid Ming Tianshu would have died of Panlong Mountain tragically..."

"Shut up! I'll be dead! If the people of the Tianlong clan hear it, wouldn't they crush you to death?"

"I regret it, I couldn't witness it with my own eyes. At first, I bet with people that Qin Ming would not live for a few days, but he went to the secret realm to explore without taking it seriously. It was over when he came out. Forty-five bloody battles, every game was wonderful, and I missed it once in my life."

"It is said that Qin Ming has a mysterious bloodline of the kings. The greatest function of the bloodline is its abnormal recovery ability. You didn't see it at that time. It was all broken, with only a head and half of your body left. I couldn't bear to see it anymore. But golden light was sprinkled all over the sky, plundering the vitality of the world. In ten minutes...hey... I'm alive again!"

"Immortal King! Immortal King! Can't I really be killed?"

"Some people speculate that to kill Qin Ming, he must seal him or directly kill him into a scum, otherwise he will not want to kill him."

"This...how do you make others live?"

"Or why is it the War Lord!"

"Thunder Dao! Body Martial Arts! Sword Dao! Three Awesome! And Shura Sword! Qin Ming is really terrifying, Thunder War Lord is worthy of his name."

When a person is creating a legend, countless people will mock him, countless people will stop him, and they will not believe that he will succeed. But once a legend is created and sensationalizes the world, people will put away all their contempt and spread it with a look of upright to recognize him, beautify him, but imitate him.

At this time, there were riots on the top of the mountain, and many people gathered in front.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Someone has set up a challenge!"

"Someone wants to die again? How many times has this been?"

"In two months, at least twenty people followed Qin Ming to set up a challenge in Panlong Mountain. They all wanted to become the second Qin Ming and wanted to be famous all over the world, but the most persisted for five rounds, and the worst one was shot to death when he went up."

"Haha, it's not that easy to become famous in one battle."

Many people were attracted by the top of the mountain, and there were three circles inside and outside.

Tong Yan, Yao'er, Yue Qing, and the three of them stood in the middle of the top of the mountain. "Arguing the battle at the same level! Life and death are uncertain, only success and failure! We... come from the ancient sea!"

The high-pitched voice mixed with spiritual power echoed the top of the mountain thousands of meters, echoing in everyone's ears.

The four words "from the ancient sea" unexpectedly touched the hearts of many people.

‘There is no longer a certain life and death, only success or failure’, which is less killing, but can arouse people’s desire to fight.

The crowd was surging, surrounded by layers of people, and people were talking and pointing their fingers. No one was on the stage for a while.

"I'll come first." Tong Yan twisted his neck, moved his muscles and bones, walked to the front, and raised his hand to invite the battle: "Who will come first? Let your Donghuang people know that Gu Hai is not just a Qin Ming!"

"Haha, everyone wants to be Qin Ming, but not everyone has that fate!" An old man from the Sixth Heaven of Holy Martial Arts sneered.

"Try it? Don't be afraid, I won't kill anyone." Tong Yan smiled and provoked.

"Go ahead, try it, you don't want your life." The crowd immediately instigated, and it was not a big deal to watch the fun. They failed to see Qin Ming's Battle of Panlong Mountain, and watching a few other fights could make up for the regret.

"Get out of here!" The old man was aroused of fighting and waved his hand suddenly. A ray of lightning flew away, like fireworks in the sky, crisscrossing and covering the words of children. Each lightning turned into a thunder blade, dense and violent, intertwined and densely.

"Boom!" Tong Yan's purple flames bloomed all over his body, and it was boiling fiercely, intertwined into gorgeous fire wings. He flapped his wings and rushed into the sky, and violently crashed into the thunder tide. With a loud noise, the purple flames were overwhelming, and the fierce purple flames actually annihilated the thunder tide, leaving no strong light.

"Another fire wing?" Everyone was shocked. The strong purple flame could actually annihilate the lightning.

"You deserve it!" Tong Yan shouted fiercely, his fire wings blew, and more than ten fire swords burst out, and he blasted at the old man with the astonishing purple flame high temperature.

The old man's face changed slightly, he retreated quickly, and released the thunder tide with all his strength to illuminate the sky, like a thunder pool spreading across the sky, and a fierce falcon struggling from inside. Thunder and lightning were intertwined, and the strong light was dazzling, surging with explosive power. The old man opened his mouth and spitted out blood and merged into the thunder eagle. The thunder eagle's power surged, and the sky roared, soaring into the sky as if it was injected with soul, bombarding the fire sword in all directions.

boom!

The amazing explosion resounded across the top of Panlong Mountain. The collision of thunder and fire triggered a riotous energy frenzy, which exploded at a height of hundreds of meters and swept across all directions. It seemed as if a thunder and fire cover was pressing on the top of the head, which shocked many people subconsciously shrank their necks and caused countless screams of exclamation.

Wow, swow, in just a moment, the fire sword actually penetrated through the thunder tide, bright purple light shone on the top of the mountain, and the terrifying high temperature made the spiritual shields of many warriors melt. Although their power was weakened, they still rushed towards the old man quickly and quickly merged into a huge sword, with its power rising exponentially.

The old man clenched his thunder fist and forced himself to fight.

clang!!!Boom!

The metal-like violent sound followed by a fierce explosion. The fire sword shattered the thunder fist and then detonated, swallowing the old man like a sudden furious flame tiger.

The old man screamed and flew out, releasing the thunder in panic, and at least dispelled the purple fire all over his body, but the bones on his right arm seemed to be broken bamboo, which made him feel in pain.

Tong Yan waved his wings and stood proudly in the sky: "I'm serious. You either don't come or show your attitude."

The audience exclaimed, very surprised, this person seemed a little imposing.

"Another Gu Hai's kid? I'm tired of living!" A sudden angrily shouted from the sky. A group of people from Huanlangtian were collecting Qin Ming's blood. After noticing this, I was angry. It was because of Qin Ming, Gu Hai's group of casual cultivators were so arrogant that they looked like 20,000 or 50,000.
Chapter completed!