Nine suns stepping on the sky

The city wall is built of pure marble, stretching from the towering city gate to both sides until the end of the line of sight, it is majestic and majestic!On a long black boulder, two large characters were written: Nanming!The pen is strong and powerful, like a dragon and a snake dancing wildly, the momentum is astonishing!

This is Nanming City!

On this day, a black-robed monk came from outside the city. He had a handsome face, warm and bright eyes, and his gestures naturally exuded extraordinary!

This monk is exactly Mo Yu!And this city was also the first city he saw when he entered the Central Continent.

"Nanming City... is worthy of being the land of Zhongzhou. If you visit the city at will, you will have such an aura! In this city, I can sense countless powerful auras, which can be called hidden dragons and crouching tigers!" Mo Yu thought silently, his eyes sweeping forward, Suddenly flickered slightly.

I saw a huge arena built in an open place not far from the city gate, surrounded by countless monks inside and outside.

"Li Daoyou is very powerful!"

"Win this game again, it will be the seventh round!"

"After ten rounds of fighting, even if you have a small reputation, even if you lose, you can still get a lot of forces to win over!"

"Let's see how many rounds he can survive!"

Noisy discussions came to his ears, Mo Yu frowned slightly, but he didn't understand what the ring was for?

"Fellow daoist must have come from a remote place to participate in the grand event in Wushan, right? I'm going to Guan Li, maybe I can explain some confusion to fellow daoist." Gululu's rolling eyes are extraordinarily shrewd.

Mo Yu had already noticed that this person was approaching, turned around and glanced at him, and said, "Then I'd like to ask you, friend pipe."

Guan Li smiled, did not speak, and made a subtle twisting motion with his hands.

"Ten top-grade gemstones, fellow daoists, please tell me."

Guan Li's eyes lighted slightly, he took Baojing away with a calm expression, coughed lightly, and said: "Wushan, in the southeast of Nanming City, more than 23 miles away, belongs to the sphere of influence of the beast clan! There is a divine spring on this mountain , contains a strange power, no matter the orc or my human monks, can enter it to absorb, and it is very possible to break through the bottleneck of cultivation base! And the most important point is that the power of this divine spring is only effective for monks below the seventh rank. At the end of the stage, regardless of spiritual or physical training, you can get some kind of powerful divine power or bloodline power!"

"The sacred spring in Wushan will be opened every 30 years! Our human race and the orc race have an agreement for a long time. Each time the sacred spring is opened, each side will have five entry places! The quota is for all sixth-order monks within 800 million miles of Chennan Land!"

Having said that, Guan Li coughed lightly again, looked up with a smile.

With a flick of his sleeve, Mo Yu took out ten top-grade precious crystals again.

Guan Li showed satisfaction, accepted Baojing, and continued: "My Chennan land is claimed to be 800 million miles, although it is slightly untrue, but the difference is not too big, there are 630 seven cities in the distribution! Each city, as far as Each has a certain number of quotas depending on the size! Take our Nanming City as an example, a medium city has ten quotas in total! A small city has only five quotas, a big city has twenty quotas, and super cities like Huyan and Nanxing In the city, there are as many as eighty places!"

"But the quota here only means that you have the qualification to snatch the opportunity to enter the Wushan Shenquan! The opening of the Shenquan every time is called a grand event in Wushan, attracting tens of thousands of monks from our Chennan land, but in the end, only five people can enter the Shenquan. People! But this fellow Taoist doesn’t need to be discouraged. After all, there are only five places, and there are still major families and sects arrogant to snatch them. .”

He turned around and pointed to the arena not far away, and said with a smile: "Look, fellow Taoist, the arena here is where we in Nanming City snatch the place to go to Wushan! The monks on the stage are limited to below the seventh rank, and they need to accept the challenge in the form of a wheel battle. The number of battles counts, and those who rank in the top ten will naturally get this qualification. Even if they fail, it doesn’t matter. If they perform brilliantly in the arena, or survive more than ten rounds, they will have the opportunity to be invited by various forces in Nanming City, and their status will rise greatly from then on. !"

"If you beat all the heroes and win one of the ten places, you will immediately become the most dazzling monk in Nanming City! As long as you return from Wushan alive, you will be sought after by all forces! It is actually the only way to become famous! Guan Mou I have seen that cultivator who became a blockbuster and was favored by a certain sect to enter the gate wall, and he has been extraordinary since then!"

Speaking of this, Guan Li's tone couldn't help being a little more enthusiastic, and then it turned into gloom!He also participated in the ring battle before, but in the end... the man shook his head secretly, quickly calmed down, glanced at Mo Yu, but couldn't help being slightly startled.

He was at the gate of the city, taking advantage of the great event in Wushan, to explain to the unknown monks in that remote place to earn gemstones, and he had contacted hundreds of monks, but he never had a single one. After hearing everything, he still remained calm!For some reason, Guan Xin suddenly felt a sense of reverence. In his heart, he originally wanted to sell some hearsay news to earn Baojing, but at this moment he couldn't speak anymore!

Mo Yu bowed his head and remained silent, his face was calm, but his lowered eyes brightened up!Unexpectedly, when I first entered the Central Continent, I would encounter such a grand event!

Wushan Shenquan!

Break through the bottleneck and have a chance to get powerful innate supernatural powers or blood power!

Now, Mo Yu is no longer a little cultivator in Four Seasons City. With his cultivation base becoming stronger, his vision will improve accordingly!He naturally knew what this meant!

In worldly practice, the seventh level is a crucial watershed!

Beast cultivation, breaking through the seventh level, can transform into a human body, and will no longer be restricted by the body!But for human monks, spiritual training can help them feel the rules of the plane for the first time, and physical training can awaken the blood in their bodies!But in this process, there are very few people who can successfully obtain divine powers or bloodline powers!And once obtained, one's own strength will greatly increase, and at the same time, it shows that there is a possibility of advancing to a higher level!

In the ruins of the demigod, Mo Yu used Zhu Guo to refine the divine blood, and nearly half of the powerful power generated was absorbed by the blood to strengthen himself, and nearly half was used for [body training], forming a left hand that reached the level of strength of the demigod body!But there is still some power, which was absorbed by Mo Yu's physical body during this process, promoting his physical body to rise to the peak level of the King of War!

One step away from the Battle Emperor Realm!He clearly sensed that his physical body had reached a bottleneck, but for a while, there was no sign of a breakthrough!And this Wushan Shenquan might be able to help him step into the Emperor of War Realm in one fell swoop, and his cultivation base will rise sharply. Even without Zhu Guo's big killer card of losing the black spear, it is enough to have a certain degree of self-confidence in the Central Territory Continent. Protect the power!

Moreover, Mo Yu is also looking forward to it. Through refining the divine blood, strengthening the bloodline, and then absorbing the power of the divine spring, what kind of bloodline power will he generate if he breaks through to the seventh level?

This good luck, can't miss it!

He raised his head, "Can a monk intervene in the ring battle?"

Guan Li came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "The ring battle is part of the grand event in Wushan. It is the peerless powers of my human race who set the rules. No one dares to interfere openly!"

Mo Yu let go of the last doubt in his heart, cupped his hands slightly, and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist Guan Li, farewell!" He turned around and strode towards the ring, his eyes showing determination!

The land of Chennan is 800 million miles away, and the scope is so vast that it is unimaginable!There must be a large number of geniuses, and countless strong ones!

But among the five places, one must belong to him!

for sure!

Guan Li looked at Mo Yu's back and explained many times before that most of the monks he met went straight to the arena as excitedly as Mo Yu, but most of them were easily defeated and ended miserably. Those who can survive ten rounds are extremely few!

He didn't feel too strong aura from Mo Yu, but thinking of his always calm expression, Guan Li suddenly felt that he might be different.After hesitating, Guan Li gritted his teeth and followed behind, and walked towards the ring, thinking to himself, "If he fails, I'll come back right away, and it won't take much time..."

On the arena, there are two monks fighting together, both of them are in the realm of the king of war, and the whole body is full of blood, and the arena trembles and roars when they move and step down!But the ring is obviously blessed with some kind of formation power, which is enough to withstand the power of the sixth level without being destroyed!

Mo Yu stepped forward, and the body of the cultivator in front was forced away by an invisible force. Everyone roared excitedly, but no one noticed his arrival.Although he decided to make a move, Mo Yu was not in a hurry, and stayed in the audience to observe the battle of other monks!

Soon, his eyes flickered slightly, and he secretly thought that the king of battle in the blue shirt was about to lose!Sure enough, after this person tried his best to support two moves, a palm was imprinted on his chest, and his pale face fell on the surrounding crowd, unwilling to be defeated!

"I'll fight you!"

During the low drink, another cultivator of the Spirit King flew onto the stage, relying on his agility, he began to fight with the cultivator of the War King!But not long after, this person was defeated again. After taking a punch from the war king, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose!

Brother Zhanwang laughed wildly in the arena, "Happy! Happy! Who will come to fight!" He was sweating all over, and a vertical scar on the corner of his forehead turned red due to congestion, like the third word opened, with a terrifying momentum !

"A monk from Purgatory Valley!"

"Aside from here, how can there be such a lunatic!"

"It's the ninth round. If we fight one more time, we'll be considered elite monks. It's really enviable!"

"Hey, it's useless to be envious. I don't want to fight this kind of lunatic! Nine people are all seriously injured. This person's attack is getting worse!"

Hearing the words of awe in his ears, Mo Yu frowned slightly. In his eyes, the strength of the Purgatory Valley War King was nothing, but his fighting methods were extremely fierce, and his physical strength and strength were far beyond ordinary war kings. Above, he has mastered some kind of short burst secret technique in his hands!Moreover, judging from his relaxed performance, he should still have more energy, and he has not fully exploded!

It's just that a mere Nanming City, a monk who has supported the ninth round of the ring, has such strength. The Central Continent really deserves to be a holy place for cultivation!The overall strength of monks is far from being comparable to remote places!It is conceivable that the strength of those true arrogance must be extremely terrifying!

Mo Yu remained silent, but he was a little more cautious in his heart!Although he is extremely confident in his own strength, it seems that he needs to be more careful in the competition for the spot of Wushan Shenquan!

And while he was thinking, a cultivator of the Spirit King had already stepped onto the ring again, and started the tenth round of fighting, fighting against the Purgatory Valley War King!

This cultivator's strength is not weak, and he is proficient in binding spells. With successive attacks, it is difficult for the Purgatory Valley War King to perform with his hands and feet tied up. He roars again and again, but it is difficult to hurt him at all!