God-slaughtering King

Those who can enter the list of heaven have more than one weight of congenital real elixir, and they still rank at the end. If they want to enter the top ten of the list of heaven, they have one weight of congenital golden elixir!

The breath of Nanmen maple is obviously too much different from the congenital golden elixir.

Everyone looked at Nanmen Feng with a smile, and more people sneered at Nanmen Feng's heart. If they admired Nanmen Feng very much in terms of refining tools, but no one was convinced in terms of cultivation, let alone those on the tianbang list.

Ignoring the people's eyes and discussions, Nanmen Feng came directly to the jade tablet and looked down one by one.

No. 1 in the list: Xu Long

Second place: Wei yingying

Third place: Yin Chan

……

Tenth place: he Cong

……

After the South Gate Maple did not see.

Only 20 people are included in the tianbang list. They are all core disciples. The lowest accomplishments have a heavy congenital real pill.

"You can see the three conferences in the top ten of the list. Then he Cong."

Nanmen Feng fixed his eyes on he Cong, then took out his identity jade card and brushed his name under the surprised expression of the people.

Buzz!

His jade card flashed and a message flashed.

At the same time, in a cave in Ziyang peak, he Cong in a gray robe suddenly opened his eyes, turned his hand and took out the identity jade card. After his divine knowledge was swept, his face suddenly became gloomy and fierce.

"Dare to challenge me and die!"

After he Cong accepted the challenge, he got up and walked out of the cave

"He challenged elder martial brother he Cong!"

"Crazy, elder martial brother he Cong is one of the congenital golden elixirs. His strength is not inferior to the two of the congenital golden elixirs!"

"This Nanmen maple is too arrogant. He thinks he is a silver smelter and doesn't pay attention to others."

"Wait, when elder martial brother he Cong comes, you must teach him a good lesson!"

When they saw Nanmen Feng challenging he Cong, they were stunned, and then sneered and mocked one after another.

Bai Yishan also frowned. She also knew that only when she became the top ten in the list of heaven could she scream at the three conferences. However, although he Cong ranked tenth and had a heavy congenital golden pill, his real strength was a little stronger than the eighth and ninth.

Half a month before the sanzong meeting, any disciple can challenge those on the tianbang. Those on the tianbang cannot refuse, otherwise they will automatically replace the quota!

This is the rule set by the sect. Of course, it is limited to three challenges a day!

He Cong has never been challenged.

Soon, a streamer fell down. He Cong, with a gloomy face, glanced at the people and shouted, "who wants to challenge me, he Cong, get out of here!"

The roaring voice, like thunder, echoed in everyone's ears. Many people changed their complexion and looked at he Cong with fear.

All eyes looked at the South Gate maple.

Nanmen Feng also smiled, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and looked directly at he Cong with a cold face, without the slightest timidity and fear.

"Who are you? Dare to challenge me, he Cong!"

When he Cong saw the cultivation of Nanmen Feng, his eyebrows wrinkled, and he was angry and impatient. A disciple with a congenital solid pill dared to challenge him, so he was impatient.

Although you can't kill people in the competition, it doesn't mean you can't teach people. Let nanmenfeng lie in bed for three or five months. He Cong believes he still has that ability.

"Those who challenge you!"

Nanmen Maple raised his eyebrows and said faintly.

"Arrogance!"

He Cong's eyes flickered cold and snorted coldly.

"Elder martial brother he Cong, this is the maple at the South Gate of forgetful Valley..."

Someone smiled and introduced.

"Nanmen Maple?"

He Cong frowned slightly. He was not familiar with the name. Six months ago, it shocked the whole Yanyue sect. Everyone clearly knew that there was a 17-year-old silver medal craftsman in Yanyue sect.

"So you are Nanmen Feng!"

He Cong looked up and down at Nanmen Feng and said with a sneer, "Nanmen junior brother, I admire your talent in refining weapons, but if you talk about strength, senior brother, I advise you to give up obediently, so as not to go to the challenge arena, it will be difficult to end!"

Listening to he Cong's persuasion, everyone nodded in approval.

Nanmen Feng's performance was really arrogant. Cong he dared to challenge Cong with his congenital real Dan, which really caused many people's ridicule and laughter.

"Elder martial brother he, please!"

Nanmen Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party. After making a "please" action, he flashed and swept directly to the challenge arena not far away.

Hum!

Seeing this, he Cong's face sank and his figure twinkled, falling opposite the maple in the south gate.

"Junior brother Nanmen, I advise you to give up now. It's too late. Otherwise, once the competition starts, I won't be merciful."

He Cong said coldly, "do you know what happened to the younger martial brother who challenged me last time?"

"He lay in bed for half a year before he got out of bed!"

Nanmen Feng smiled, "please give me advice!"

With that, Nanmen Maple took out the wishful stick from behind and climbed to the extreme.

"It's no wonder I don't drink when I toast!"

He Cong snorted coldly, turned his hand and took out a magic weapon. There was a crescent shaped mark at the end of the weapon, which was also a ten star magic weapon!

With the long gun in hand, he Cong's breath suddenly became fierce, like a tiger staring at his prey.

"Nanmen Feng will lose. I guess elder martial brother he can abolish him within ten moves."

"You're too high to see the maple at the south gate. Just three moves!"

The crowd looked at the two people in the challenge arena tit for tat, all laughing and talking.

Bai Yishan bit her red lips and looked nervously at the two people in the challenge arena. Although she believed in the talent of Nanmen maple, she was still very worried about the strength of Nanmen maple. After all, there were several small realms between the two.

Whew!

In an instant, the maple in the South Gate moved, and the Ruyi stick directly chopped out in a simple and rough way.

However, when it falls, it feels like a mountain falling down, with the breath of vicissitudes!

If you don't do it, you'll be done. Once you do it, Nanmen Maple will directly use the lower martial arts of the earth level: eight wasteland dragon elephant stick!

He Cong snorted coldly and greeted him with his gun. The gun came out like a dragon. It was also the lower martial arts of the ground level.

Boom!

With the collision of guns and sticks, he Cong only felt a huge force sweeping through, which made his mouth spray blood and directly shook out of the challenge arena!

silent!

Dead silence!

Everyone looked at Nanmen maple on the challenge arena, and their heads fell into a blank.

"Elder martial brother he lost?"

It took a long time for someone to say.

At this time, Nanmen Feng had walked slowly down from the challenge arena. After taking a look at the name change of the 10th place on the tianbang jade tablet, he grinned and turned into a streamer to leave.

"How could I, how could I lose!"

He Cong held the magic weapon in his hands tightly, and his eyes were full of blood. Up to now, he can't believe that he was defeated by a move and flew out of the challenge arena!

The news that Nanmen Maple beat he Cong with one move has swept the whole yanyuezong with the speed of strong wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.

After half a year, nanmenfeng shocked the disciples of each peak again!

In fact, he Cong was wronged when he was defeated. He was obviously better than Nanmen maple, but he was shocked to fly out of the challenge arena. How can he know how powerful Nanmen maple is.

When the congenital empty pill is heavy, the power of Nanmen Maple can be comparable to the congenital golden pill. Even Duan Kui, the color devil of the blood demon sect, failed to occupy any advantage in power.

Now, the cultivation of Nanmen Maple has reached the peak of the innate real pill, and its strength is much stronger than the triple of the innate golden pill. Of course, this is the case when Nanmen Maple did not use the Yanyue formula of the lower martial arts of the heaven level, otherwise its strength will double again.

Looking at the back of Nanmen Maple leaving, Bai Yishan is in a trance. Is this still the waste Nanmen maple in Donghai County she knows?

Too strong, stronger than she thought!

"Maybe he is really qualified to stand in front of his sister."

Bai Yishan said in her heart.

After leaving Yanyue peak, Nanmen Feng didn't hurry back to forgetful Valley, but went directly to the treasure Pavilion of Chenyang peak.

"See you, master Feng."

As soon as he entered the treasure Pavilion, Nanmen Feng saw elder Fengyuan sleeping on the couch. Nanmen Feng had no choice but to bow and wake up each other.

"It's your boy."

Elder Fengyuan looked a little unhappy at first, but he saw a smile on his face after he was Nanmen Feng. When he found that Nanmen Feng's cultivation reached the peak of congenital real pill, an imperceptible surprise flashed through his eyes, and his smile was even better.

He naturally knows that Nanmen Feng has become a silver medal weapon refiner. He has not yet known that Nanmen Feng has just defeated he Cong to become the top ten in the tianbang list, otherwise he would never be so calm.

"Yes, yes, it's only half a year to improve your cultivation to this level. Even if you put this cultivation qualification in the bulk door, it's also a first-class genius."

Elder Fengyuan said with a smile.

Nanmen Feng smiled and didn't answer.

"What can I do for you?"

Elder Fengyuan asked.

"I want to exchange some treasures here."

Nanmenfeng immediately told the treasure he needed.

"Why do you want so many purple thunder beads?"

Although there were some doubts, elder Fengyuan still took out 100 purple thunder beads for Nanmen maple. One purple thunder bead was only the size of a thumb, but the power of lightning contained in it could make the three strong congenital virtual pills avoid the edge for the time being.

A thousand purple thunder feet can threaten the ordinary born golden elixir.

Nanmen Feng took out his identity jade card and crossed out 100000 contribution points. Then Nanmen Feng exchanged some treasures for inscriptions.

It took a total of 190000 contribution value, and Nanmen Feng left.

After returning to forget sorrow Valley, Nanmen Maple closed the door again and plunged into the engraved inscriptions.

The inscriptions on Nanmen maple are of low grade, only six star inscriptions.

It's easy to carve one in almost a few breaths, and then put it in the inscription bag where the inscriptions are stored.

One day and one night later, when nanmenfeng received the summons the next morning, he stopped to depict the inscriptions. Now, thousands of six star inscriptions are stored in his inscription bag, including many Seven Star inscriptions.

Nodding with satisfaction, Nanmen Feng walked out of the cave.

As soon as he got out of the cave, Feng at the South Gate saw Ruan Yuan, the valley owner in a purple dress, standing at the cave entrance with his back to him.

"Valley master!"

Nanmen Feng saluted.

Ruan Yuan turned and looked at the maple at the south gate. Her beautiful eyes blinked and said softly for a long time: "now the three religious conferences are coming. It's ok if you want to participate. When you go to Shenzong, I will find you."

Nanmen Feng opened his mouth and didn't speak. Listening to the meaning of Ruan Yuan's words, it was clear that Nanmen Feng must be able to become a disciple of Shenzong. You know, even he didn't have such confidence.

"Don't worry, as long as you can win the top three at the three conferences and you are a silver medal tool refiner, it's not difficult to become a Shenzong disciple."

Ruan Yuan seemed to see the mind of Nanmen Feng and said softly.