God-level Punishment System

"Roar"

The monster beasts all over the mountains descended towards the seven people on Yinlei Mountain.

"Boom!"

A terrifying attack exploded among the crowds of monsters.

Luo Peng was at the forefront and faced the most monsters. Waves of monsters flooded him like a tide. Even though he was already a master-level powerhouse, he felt tremendous pressure. The four of Zheng Mangrong, who were caught up in the fight, followed Luo Peng as calmly as before, with surging vitality, and the pressure was a little bit more, and the combat power of each of them was not much weaker than Luo Peng. People joined hands, the speed was faster than Luo Peng, and the distance between them and Luo Peng gradually narrowed.

Wang Haochen and Luan Zhou walked at the end. Although most of the monsters that rushed down from the top of the mountain were occupied by the five alkynes in front, there were still many monsters behind them, surrounding them both.

"Chichi!"

The soft sword in Luan Zhou's hand flashed like a spirit snake, unparalleled sharp, and cut open a head of monster beast.

With one punch, Wang Haochen blasted away the monster that had rushed in front of him. He moved forward steadily and kept getting closer to the front.

"The soft sword in Luan Zhou's hand is so strong!"

Among the sects, some of the disciples' eyes fell on the soft sword in Luan Zhou's hand, with a hint of wonder on their faces.

They knew Luan Zhou's strength. If the soft sword in his hand was too sharp and could easily cut the monster beasts open, he would definitely not be so easy.

"The soft sword is from the hands of Elder Hao Chen."

Some disciples envied the Tao.

This soft sword had already gained a reputation among the sects, and it was the first weapon that Wang Haochen revealed after entering the Xuanyuan Palace.

"That fellow Luan Zhou is really lucky. He even got in touch with Elder Hao Chen, and he sounds very close."

"Actually, at the very beginning, Luan Zhou and the three of them had a deep conflict with Elder Haochen. According to Elder Lan Xuan personally, it was only resolved."

In the sect, many people paid attention to Luan Zhou, and naturally more attention to Luo Peng and Mangrong Wurao disciples, but many people also paid attention to Wang Haochen.

"Elder Haochen is average!"

Some disciples frowned slightly when looking at Wang Haochen.

"The speed is not good, the strength is average, and there is no subtle martial arts, it is really average."

Ruto agrees.

Although Wang Haochen has been moving forward steadily and has not been repelled by the monster beast, in the eyes of those disciples, it is only quite satisfactory, and there is nothing outstanding. Even many disciples believe that they can do it.

On the peak of Xuanyuan Palace, there is a blue hall. Several figures sit in the hall. The strong figures of Mangshan and Mangqiu are in it. They are very easy to identify. The remaining two are Yinjiu and Yuanqiong. People.

"Grandson, do you think our family Ronger has a chance?"

Mangshan sounded like a Hongzhong, and asked Mangqiu.

Hearing Grandpa's voice, Mangqiu looked at Yin Jiu and Yuan Qiong, and saw that a trace of smile had surfaced on their faces, his expression blackened.

He can become one of the six palace masters of Xuanyuan Palace. Mangshan is very proud, as if he is afraid that others will not know. He often yells from grandchildren and grandchildren, which makes Mangqiu very depressed, but there is no way. Who calls himself really him? Where's the grandson.

"I know!"

Rong Qiu struck his neck, turned his head and looked to the side, as if he didn't want to follow him too much.

"Wings, don't you dare to perfuse me this old guy."

Mangshan's eyes stared slightly.

Rong Qiu couldn't help but shrink his neck, shook his head quickly and said:

"That works, I really don't know."

Although both of them are the palace masters of Xuanyuan Palace, and they are only one in the rankings, Rugqiu knows that they are not his grandfather's opponents. The two of them did not fight in private, but they were beaten every time. After a meal, there was a shadow in my heart.

"Whether Mang Rong's capital, potential, or current cultivation base is good, maybe decades later, your Qiu family hopes to give birth to a palace lord again, but now, he is still a little too tender and wants It is less than a 10% chance to win the seal of the city lord."

Yin Jiu smiled, relieved Mangqiu, and said.

Mangshan slapped his mouth, touched the white stubble on his mouth, and shook his head slightly, saying:

"Just let that one temper, anyway, we are not far behind such a city lord."

Yin Jiu and Yuan Qiong glanced at each other and couldn't help smiling slightly.

This Qiu family has two palace masters, and it is indeed not bad for this city master. However, it is estimated that even among the six palace masters, only the two palace masters of their Qiu family dare to do this.

"Depending on the situation, there is no problem with Luo Peng winning the qualification to build this city."

Yuan Qiong nodded and said.

Although they are sitting in the hall, they have been watching the situation on Yinlei Mountain with their soul consciousness.

Mangshan nodded and said:

"Wang Haochen seems to value the qualifications for this city construction this time. If he fails, I am afraid it will be troublesome."

The four people in the hall were silent. They only learned later that Wang Haochen was not only a master of alchemy but also a master of refining tools. Moreover, the progress of his cultivation was also rapid, and they had completely paid attention to it, worried that Wang Haochen would fail. Any complaints.

"That son has extremely high aptitude potential, and he is also proficient in alchemy refining tools. With time, he must be a powerful general in our Xuanyuan Palace. However, this son is too arrogant, if he can wait patiently For a period of time, it shouldn't be difficult for him to win the qualification to build a city."

Mangqiu shook his head slightly and said.

"It depends on the situation at that time, it's a big deal, my old guy will go out for activities and take another place to build a city."

Mangshan's domineering way.

"Grandpa, look up, once you fail to compete for the qualification to participate in the city, you will not be allowed to participate in the contest for the next three times."

Mangqiu shook his head.

"It doesn’t have to be this way. Since he joined our Xuanyuan Palace, he is a member of our Xuanyuan Palace. He naturally has to follow the rules. If his talent disrupts the rules passed down from our Xuanyuan Palace for thousands of years, then How can we convince the crowd because he alone disrupts our entire Xuanyuan Palace. Even if he is the master of alchemy, then we are not worth the gain."

Yin Jiu slowly shook his head.

"That son is young and has not suffered any major setbacks, in case..."

Mang Qiu said with a condensed voice.

"There is no case, our Xuanyuan Palace is one of the seven sects, and will not be changed by one person. If he dares to have any wrong intentions, then don't blame us."

Yuan Qiong spoke slowly, a faint chill in his voice.

In the entire Xuanyuan Palace, almost all of Rao's eyes fell on Yinlei Mountain, and everyone was paying attention to the fight, but without exception, Wang Haochen was not very optimistic.

In the eyes of those in the clan, Wang Haochen didn't compare with Luo Peng, that is, compared with the three of Mang Rong, they seemed to be one level behind.

On the Yin Lei Mountain, the terrifying monster beast rushed down like a tide, and Luo Peng was like a strong iron boat, breaking through the waves, born in a passage among countless monsters, and strode towards the top of the mountain.

Mang Rong was violent and unparalleled, running rampant, more terrifying than monster beasts, and directly rolled over that terrifying beast tide.

Jian Yang's whole body was full of sword energy, and no monster beast could get close to him within three feet of his body. A sword light in his hand kept slashing out, continuously beheading the monster in front of him.

Yue Yan's whole body was exuding fierce high temperature, and the surrounding air was twisted into a ball, wrapping him in it. Anyone approaching a monster beast was like a deep mire, and then it melted quickly.

Soulless is the most weird. He walked among the monsters, and wherever he passed, the bodies of those monsters instantly turned pale, his hands kept pointing out, and the monsters collapsed like a clay sculpture.

Wang Haochen and Luan Zhou walked at the back, Luan Zhou flew a soft sword in his hand, and rolled up the wind and rain that wrapped him, while Wang Haochen was still bombarding with two fists, blasting away the monster in front of him. , Stepping forward, rarely even kill monsters.

"Hao Chen hasn't tried his best until now, there may be hope."

At Yuntai Palace, everyone watched Yinlei Mountain nervously, and Bai Yuxian spoke softly.

"Ok!"

King Wu nodded slightly.

But they still couldn't stop worrying, and the ten thousand beasts on the thunder mountain roared, each of them was extremely powerful. They were shocked when they looked at it, and no one was confident to hold on for a moment, naturally worrying about Wang Haochen.

But they could also tell that Wang Haochen hadn't tried his best until now.

Wang Haochen's cultivation had already broken through to the Holy King Realm more than half a year ago. They didn't know exactly what realm it had reached now, but they knew that Wang Haochen's combat power was definitely more than what he showed.

Moreover, Wang Haochen's comprehension and mastery of the power of the source has reached the state of transformation, and it hasn't been revealed until now, and the weapon that Wang Haochen has refined for himself has not yet appeared.

Time passed quickly, and the seven people on the Leishan Mountain were still fighting fast. Luo Peng, who was walking in the front, had reached a height of 5,000 meters, and the four of Mangrong had reached 4,500 and 600 meters, Wang Hao. Chen has also reached four thousand feet, but Luan Zhou behind it seems to be somewhat powerless, surrounded by hundreds of monsters in the center, it seems that it may be directly overwhelmed by those violent monsters at any time.

"boom!"

A monster beast more than ten feet high, a fierce pounce, a claw that slapped the strength of the soft sword with incomparable precision. Although the soft sword continued to unload, Luan Zhou could not resist it, and the soft sword flew away. Go, and Luan Zhou's figure disappeared in the center of the rushing monster beast.

"I surrender!"

Almost at the same time, Luan Zhou's frightened voice rang.

A wave of volatility spread out instantly on Yin Lei Mountain, wrapping him up. Those monsters seemed to have lost their target in an instant. After a little dazed, they immediately left, turned back and rushed towards Liurao above. Wang Haochen, who was walking at the back, was under pressure. increase.

At this time, Luo Peng was also a little unable to hold it, and the speed became slow. Some powerful monsters blocked him, even if it was him, it would be difficult for him to easily solve it in a short time.