Rise of Humanity

一 As soon as the veteran gas expert said, one hundred and ten disciples in the upper room in the quiet room looked at each other one by one: "Only one person got the true story, who in the end got the true story of the old gentleman?"

Although everyone is a disciple, they have the heart to compete. The veteran Qi Shi said that only one person could get his true biography, but he didn't identify who it was, which naturally caused a lot of conjecture. Everyone thought they got the true biography.

"It's not easy to know who gets the true story?"

A heroic female disciple suddenly proposed: "Let's try it with Ben Lei Jian Jue, who's Ben Lei Jian Jue can dominate the heroes, who naturally got the true biography!"

"That's a good idea!"

In the quiet room, many disciples in the Upper House were eager to try. Immediately, there were disciples fighting against each other. They did not use other methods, nor did they use totem poles or soul soldiers.

Suddenly, the thunderbolt flashed in the quiet room, and all the swords of Ben Lei flew with the might of Thunder. Some of the disciples in the upper court did have extraordinary qualifications. They barely punched the sword of Ben Lei with their bare hands, and they thought of Thunder, and the sound of thunder rolled quickly Knocking down an opponent is just not powerful and does not cause much damage!

Fight with the door, naturally will keep their hands and will not go all out.

Here, everyone was fierce, and in the corner Zhong Yue was still practicing her Ben Lei Jian Jue, without participating.

His Ben Lei Jian Jue seems more and more awkward, Ben Lei, who is conceived by the mental force, twists and twists, but in the awkwardness, there is gradually an ancient sense of breeding, a simple atmosphere, like a thunder thunder and a thunderous sky!

His beating sword energy, sometimes like the same thunder tree, thunder light everywhere, sometimes there is only one sword light bare!

Spiritual power is highly condensed, and can be transformed into shape when you think about it. You can turn it into a dragon when you think about it, and you can express the power of thunder when you think about thunder.

He is just the thunder that Zhong Yueguan devised. It is not as gorgeous as other disciples in the upper court. It is so beautiful. It is not as eye-catching and colorful as Ben Lei. It is naturally unobtrusive.

After a long time, many disciples in the Upper House have divided the victory and defeat. Only the heroic female disciple and a male disciple are left. Both of them have reached the physical state of mentality, and a thunderbolt explodes as soon as they move. Spiritual power can do electricity in the void!

The two bodies move rapidly in the quiet room, as fast as Ben Lei, the various moves of Ben Lei Jian Jue unfold, nourishing, lightning flashes, thunder like a sword, killing each other, it is amazing!

Not long after, the female disciple suddenly gave off a thunderbolt at her feet. She even raised her body to a height of more than four feet, moved in the air, and raised a thunder sword to stab the male disciple's chest.

男 The male disciple did not expect that she could be lifted by Lei Guang, just like flying in a volley, she was caught off guard by a black chest, her hair stood up and fell to the ground.

"Sister Ting, I lost!"

The male disciple was also refreshing, coughing black smoke in his mouth, covering his chest, exposing his admiration: "Sister Sister is indeed superior in skill, and she can manage to fly in the volley of Leiguang. No wonder Mr. Pu Lao said that only one person got him True story! "

"Sister is not injured?"

The female disciple landed and laughed, "I only drove Lei Guang for a short time. I could only land when I was ten feet away, and I couldn't fly too high. I was flying thousands of miles away from Pu Lao's lightning control. There are still eighteen thousand miles. "

The disciples in the upper court stepped forward and laughed one after another: "Sister Ting obtained the true biography of Pu Lao. That is undoubted. In the future, after Sister Ting becomes a gas refiner, Yu Lei flies to thousands of miles, naturally it is not a problem!"

The sister-in-law of the court also showed joy, and suddenly looked at Zhong Yue in the corner, and saw that Zhong Yue was still there to practice Ben Lei Jian Jue, but his Ben Lei Jian Jue became more and more strange, and it was in line with Pu Lao's Ben Lei Jian Jue. Than, having been beyond recognition, he could not help frowning, and said, "It's impossible to get the true biography of such a strange Ben Lei sword trick. It seems that the person Pu Lao said is indeed me."

"Master Zhongshan's Zhongyue!"

The sister of the court came forward, generous, and laughed: "I am Da Ting, Ting Lanyue, entered the upper court one year earlier than you. Brother Zhong Yue, would you like to try something with me? Maybe it is the brother you got Pu Lao The true story! "

Zhong Zhongyue shook her head and smiled, "Sister Ting, I only entered the upper court for four or five days. Where is Sister's opponent?"

"This is also true."

Yunting Lanyue did not reluctantly, and smiled: "Our brothers plan to enter the Jianmen Devil Market to practice, fight with the demons, and improve the power of Ben Lei Jian Jue. I wonder if my brother is interested in going together?"

"Jianmen Magic Ruins?"

"Master doesn't know Jianmen Magic Ruins?"

Ting Lanyue woke up and said, "Yes, you just entered the upper court and you still do n’t know some secrets of my Jianmen. At that time, my ancestors of Jianmen guarded the barren human tribe and moved all the way to the great wasteland. The great wasteland at that time was a magic domain. The demons live in the wilderness, and the demons flutter. The ancestors of Jianmen opened up the blue wasteland for my tribe to thrive, and the demons in the wilderness were suppressed by the ancestors in the magic ruins of Jianmen. In the assessment of Blue Sky Hall, the strange demon encountered is the weakest demon in Jianmen Demon Ruins. "

Another disciple in the upper house laughed: "There are so many demon heads in the magic market, most of them are strange demon, spider devil and other weak demon heads. Our disciples in the upper court can go in and experience them. Lei Jianjue must undergo actual combat in order to increase the power of Jianjue, and in the battle you can also feel the true meaning of Ben Leijianjue. "

"Brother He is right!"

Many disciples in the Upper House were full of vigor and laughed: "But Brother He didn't say at all that killing the demon in the magic market can be rewarded by the teacher, in exchange for Yu Ling Dan and totem poles, soul soldiers and other treasures. child!"

"Yu Ling Dan? Totem Pole? Soul Soldier?"

Jie Zhongyue is heart-warming. Totem poles have a great effect on cultivation and combat, while soul soldiers are combat weapons that greatly enhance their combat power, and Yu Ling Dan is even more important to him!

He practiced the Fire Emperor's Palace, the emperor's imagination map, which was too expensive, and it required more Yulingdan to continue to practice!

His Yu Ling Dan has run out, you must get more Yu Ling Dan, otherwise you will be hollowed out by forceful cultivation!

Ji Zhongyue hesitated, "I'm not Pu Lao's disciple, can I also enter Jianmen Devil Market?"

A female disciple said: "As long as the disciples in the upper court can enter the Jianmen Demon Market, but only once a month, and there are many demon heads in the demon market. There are tribe heads everywhere. Safe. This time, there is Sister Ting and Brother He. Sister Ting has got the truth from Pu Lao, and Brother He is only one line behind, absolutely foolproof! "

Wuting Lanyue smiled slightly and said, "Fighting with the Demon Clan is also very helpful for you to understand the true story of Ben Lei Jian Jue."

Zhong Zhongyue nodded and smiled: "Sister Luo Ting and Brother He."

Brother He was the disciple of the upper court who defeated Ting Lanyue. He was from the Bihe tribe. He uses the river as his surname and his name is He Chengchuan. His qualifications are also very high. There are hundreds of disciples in the upper court under Pu Laomen. One of the best, it is very cheerful and talkative.

Tong Zhongyue climbed to Jianmen Mountain with the hundreds of disciples, and saw that the mountain became steeper and steeper, and the clouds floated around him, as if people were stepping on the clouds.

Bian Zhongyue looked down and felt dizzy for a while. The mountains below seemed much smaller, and the upper house looked even the size of a slap.

It didn't take long before the mountain was no longer steep, and the road was getting wider and wider, waiting to reach the mid-mountain side of Jianmen Mountain, but seeing this heavy mountain palace, the magnificent halls were like ganoderma growing on tree stumps!

Zhongyue collected Ganoderma lucidum in the mountains. Ganoderma lucidum grows on the stump and grows out of a round table-shaped crown. The main halls of Jianmen Mountain are built on top of the cliff-shaped round table. Convenience is the bottomless abyss, and clouds are lingering!

"The earthenmen of Jianmen have made this place spectacular."

Xiao Xinghuo child looked around with Zhong Yue's eyes, and couldn't help but admire: "I was afraid that the strength of the gas refiner who built this place was close to that of the demon!"

The disciples boarded a round-shaped Zhiguan, and saw an old man with white clothes and white hair sitting in front of the main hall. There was also an iron chain with a thick thigh tied to a pillar beside him, and there was also a person on the other side. The old man with white hair and white clothes also had an iron chain on the pillars around him.

的 The other ends of the two iron chains were connected in the air. Zhong Yue gazed at it, and saw nothing in the air, but the two iron chains were hanging there, as if something was tied.

Luohe Chengchuan stepped forward and bowed down, "Two elders, we plan to enter the magic market to get rid of the magical experience, and also ask the two elders to be in harmony."

One of the white-haired and white-haired old men nodded and said, "Take a picture in front of the mirror in the temple."

Everyone came to the bronze mirror in front of the temple. The bronze mirror was extremely large, four to five feet tall, Zhong Yue was curious, and He Chengchuan whispered: "Brother Zhong, this bronze mirror is a different thing. Treasure is a fine product of soul soldiers! Just take a picture in front of the mirror and you can take a picture in the mirror. If you kill the demon in the magic market, the number and credit of the kill will be recorded in the mirror, the more credit , The more rewards you can get! "

Zhong Yue stepped forward and took a picture in front of the mirror. I saw his own image in the mirror, and text on other people's images recorded when he entered the magic market. The number of demon heads killed was credited, but he was still blank. .

"The treatment of the upper and lower courts of Jianmen is different. The practice in the lower court is boring, but it will be colorful in the upper court."

Zhong Zhongyue couldn't help feeling, he had lived in the lower house for five or six years, and his life was hard and boring, and his practice was very boring.

The two white-clad old men raised their hands, each grabbed the iron chain tied to the stone pillar in front of the hall, and pulled it hard, only listening to the creaking opening of the door. As the iron chain pulled, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com A sword gate appears slowly!

门户 That portal seems to be a portal formed by the sword body split in half from the center. The iron chain is connected to these two portals. Because the sword body is colorless, the portal is not easily seen.

At this moment, the sword gate was opened by two old men. I saw a light dripping from the portal. The front of the portal seemed empty, but a step was immediately revealed by the light. In front of the round table.

The faint black magic gas overflowed from the sword gate, and the strange sound of ghosts and wolves came from inside, making people shudder.

Wuting Lanyue and He Chengchuan first stepped into the Jianmen, and Zhong Yue and others then rushed in and entered the magic market.

Xu Zhongyue looked up and looked around, and saw that the magical sky was gloomy, and lead clouds were dense, as if the clouds were extremely heavy, and it looked very dim everywhere.

The distant mountains also seemed extremely sinister, staggered with fangs, and forest-like.

The faint black magic air forms a strong wind, blowing up the rubble of a stone mill, which is extremely dangerous.

"Human race cow!"

Suddenly, the laughter came from afar, and I saw a dark group of demons rushing to this side. A tribe of strange demons discovered that Zhong Yue and his disciples had entered the magic market!

Surprising demons came swarming, and the moan cried: "Men kill them, pickle them and dry them, and eat them later! Women's catches are used for hybrid production, so that the next generation of our tribe can be reproduced!"

———— The strange demon clan screams: Hurry up and give a recommendation vote to the Humane Supreme, otherwise catch production or dry it ~~