Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 63 The Powerful Illusion (for collection)
Wang Jinglong had already stayed on the steps of the seventh mountain for several days, these days, every time he took a step up, he would stop to rest.

Even though he already knew that after climbing the seventh mountain, he would inevitably be able to obtain the third round of the "Nine Turns of the Holy Spirit", but the current Wang Jinglong is obviously already competing with the seventh mountain.

"Xuanyuan Lingyuan is not destined for me, and Cang Lei Yinyue is not the place I want to go. If there are three major sword sects, my swordsmanship may be quite different from theirs, and it may not be of great benefit to go there. The only thing left is the Holy Dragon Academy."

Xuanyuan Academy is a spiritual academy built by the royal family of the Qing Dynasty. They mainly recruit outstanding disciples from the royal family, and rarely recruit other disciples from small sects.

In comparison, the most suitable spirit academy for Wang Jinglong is only the Sacred Dragon Academy, but Wang Jinglong doesn't know whether there is a third round of exercises there.

"Even if all sects' Library Pavilions, Maple Leaf Chamber of Commerce, and underground auction houses are turned upside down, I will find out the third round of exercises."

At this time, Wang Jinglong came to the halfway up the Seventh Mountain, looking up at the towering peak of the Seventh Mountain.

And the spiritual pressure on Xiaoling Mountain was also unprecedentedly tyrannical, Wang Jinglong already felt a little helpless.

"If I am a cultivator in the middle stage of the seventh level of spiritual veins, it should not be difficult to climb this mountain."

With this in mind, Wang Jinglong sat cross-legged on the steps and began to absorb the pure spiritual power from Xiaoling Mountain.

However, to Wang Jinglong's surprise, with his absorption, the spiritual power on the entire Xiaoling Mountain began to fall into a state of restlessness, and various visions emerged one after another.

"Brother Long, save me. Quickly save me!"

Under the fluctuating spiritual power, Fatty Xu, covered in blood, was holding his severed right hand in his left hand, which was still petrified.

His face was full of anxiety, and his eyes were full of anxiety. Behind him, there were thousands of cultivators rushing forward, "Catch this heretic!"

"Brother Long, save me"

"Don't you still have a left hand? You can continue to fight!"

In the blink of an eye, the illusion disappeared, and the fat man and others in front of Wang Jinglong disappeared, leaving him alone on the steps to absorb the pure spiritual power.

The spiritual power in Xiaoling Mountain is very pure, Wang Jinglong can directly absorb it with just a little refinement, impacting his own spiritual sea.

"Wang Jinglong, you can't escape, pay back my son's life!"

Zhang Mingcheng with a ferocious face suddenly appeared, his eyes were burning with anger, he held a long sword, and stabbed swiftly, Wang Jinglong was hit by the sword, and fell from mid-air.

"Once on the stage of life and death, life and death are up to God. Everything is his own fault."

Wang Jinglong, who fell to the ground, spat out blood and said resentfully.

"Hmph, even so, that's not a reason for you to kill him!"

The domineering figure rose violently again, several sword qi criss-crossed, intending to kill Wang Jinglong directly here.

"This deity is the reincarnation of the majestic Supreme, how can you allow mere people who have completed the spirit gathering state to control you, and let this deity die!"

Wang Jinglong, who was half kneeling on the ground, had a cold look in his eyes, and a powerful and unparalleled sword intent suddenly appeared from his body, blasting Zhang Mingcheng into dust all over the sky in an instant.

"It's just whimsical to want to prevent me from breaking through in such an illusion!"

Staying true to the heart, the spiritual power on Xiaoling Mountain rushed towards him like a tide under the guidance of Wang Jinglong.

"This kid actually chose to advance to the realm first, and then continue to climb the mountain. It is considered a wise move. It is a pity that if you want to make a breakthrough in Xiaoling Mountain, the suffering is not small."

"Let's wait and see. Judging from the situation in which this son stimulates the fluctuation of spiritual power on the Lingshan Mountain, it is probably going to fail."

"Judging from the surge of spiritual power, he may have passed through the second illusion created by Xiaoling Mountain, but the third illusion has not come for a long time."

After a long while, Wang Jinglong's spiritual sea was filled with strong spiritual power, and the breakthrough had reached the most critical point.

The rising sun hangs in the sky, and the warm light shines on the earth. In the distance, there are mountains and mountains surrounded by rivers. Nearby, there is an area full of vitality, with the fragrance of birds and flowers.

"Junior brother, are you here?"

Wang Jinglong stood in this strange space, facing a man with an extraordinary demeanor and a jade-like face, looked at him and asked with a smile on his face.

The breeze was blowing, his clothes were flowing, Wang Jinglong's eyes were red, but he didn't answer, he looked coldly at Xue Tianlin who was floating in the air.

"why?"

Time seems to have passed a few breaths, but it seems to have passed several years.

"Junior brother, do you think you are qualified to question me with your current strength? Why don't you just give up and be a wilderness away from the hustle and bustle, or a very ordinary merchant."

"Idleman in the mountains, small businessman"

Xue Tianlin's words were like the Sanskrit sound of the Dao Dao, which made Wang Jinglong stop absorbing spiritual power immediately and began to mutter to himself.

"Idle people in the mountains, small traders, maybe it's also a good life?"

Under the attack of Xue Tianlin's words, Wang Jinglong's mind of sticking to his heart began to loosen, and the spiritual power accumulated in Xiaoling Mountain also began to slowly drift away.

"No, I want to avenge myself, my master, and Xue Tianlin for all those fellow disciples who died because of your conspiracy. Take my life!"

Wang Jinglong, who looked like a madman, suddenly jumped up, with a long sword in his hand, and stabbed towards Xue Tianlin frantically!
"Stubborn!"

Indifferent words came from Xue Tianlin's mouth, and then he looked at the long sword that Wang Jinglong was about to pierce into his body.

Click!Click!
Under Xue Tianlin's gaze, the long sword in Wang Jinglong's hand began to turn into a pile of powder, floating freely in the sky and earth.

"Junior brother, give up the attachment in your heart, and find a quiet mountain to live your life is the best choice for you. After all, I have successfully stepped into the half-step spirit master, and I even have a chance to challenge the supreme spirit emperor in this life. And you are only at the beginning of the seventh level of spiritual veins, there is a difference between you and me, if you want to stand side by side with me again, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky."

"As for the seventh Little Spirit Mountain in this area right now, you have nothing to do, so what are you talking about ascending to the sky?"

"give up"

"what!"

A heart-piercing roar came out of Wang Jinglong's mouth, and the entire Seventh Mountain trembled, and the other six Xiaoling Mountains shook for a while.

"No, I want revenge!"

Once again violently looting, sword strokes, punches and palms crazily struck out, but Wang Jinglong couldn't even touch Xue Tianlin's clothes.

"Junior brother, since you are so stubborn, you can only take action as a brother!"

Striking a palm with no fluctuations in spiritual power, Wang Jinglong felt as if he was hit hard by a mountain, and his whole body rolled down from the steps of the Seventh Mountain very quickly.

(End of this chapter)