Volume 7: Ancient Immortals Build Bridges Out of 9 Mountains Chapter 1050: Fighting Immortals!

In fact, from the moment Meng Hao killed sixty-four people, his name appeared on the Golden Gate Stone Tablet. The Golden Gate Stone Tablet listed a thousand people in rankings.

It's just that the golden light of the first hundred people is so bright, but the hundreds of people beyond it are much dimmer, and even if you don't look carefully, you can't see it. You need to scan it with your spiritual consciousness to see it clearly.

Meng Hao's name appeared for the first time in the 997th position!

If it were any other time, few people would pay attention. Most of the eyes would be on the top 100, and those on the next 100 might also look. But among the more than 900, although there are brilliance, it will not attract too much attention. sensation.

But now, more than 10,000 people around were looking at the stone tablet intently, and someone immediately saw Meng Hao's name.

"Appeared!!"

"Number 997!!"

"This is too fast. How long has it been since he entered?" Immediately, some disciples from the Nine Seas God Realm noticed the clues and spoke in a low voice. Gradually, everyone became aware of this problem. Meng Hao disappeared from the Golden Gate Stone Monument until The name appears in less than a stick of incense!

Even while they were discussing, Meng Hao's name jumped continuously, from nine hundred and ninety to eight hundred and thirty-one! Without pausing, he jumped again, this time, from eight hundred and thirty-one to four hundred and ninety-eight! !

Suddenly, an uproar rose from the sky, and everyone looked at the stone tablet with surprised eyes. They were not shocked by Meng Hao's ranking. After all, with Meng Hao's reputation, he was bound to enter the top 100, so these nine What shocked the disciples of the Poseidon Realm was Meng Hao's speed!

This rising speed. Let their minds be shaken. You know, it's the same against a hundred people. Consuming one hundred breaths is completely different from consuming fifty breaths, and if you can consume ten breaths, it is a world of difference!

This is how Meng Hao feels to these disciples of the Nine Seas God Realm. Although they cannot see the scene in the trial, they can judge from the jump of the term and the calculation of time. It can be felt that Meng Hao must be extremely powerful in the trial.

Fan Dong'er's expression also changed, but he soon calmed down.

"The real difficulty is within the top 100. Even if the front is a little faster, so what!" Fan Dong'er gritted his teeth and murmured in his heart.

In the Ninth Golden Gate Stone Monument, Meng Hao looked up to the sky and laughed, and the energy and blood in his body exploded, like a tyrannosaurus. Move forward bravely, making all the figures in navy blue. They were all destroyed under his impact.

After all the two hundred and fifty-six powerful physical cultivations collapsed, Meng Hao's eyes showed persistence and he was panting slightly, but his heart was full of fighting spirit.

"The top ten...I will definitely make it. Even if I can't make it, I still have a way to win!" Meng Hao glanced at the storage bag, and there was something in it, which was the reason for his confidence in making the bet with Fan Dong'er.

Even during the trial here, many items in the storage bag were sealed, but as Meng Hao expected, this item could not be sealed. As for the black beans, Meng Hao was surprised.

As he gasped for breath, the void in front of him was distorted, giving Meng Hao no time to rest. Waves of majestic aura rose into the sky. What appeared this time were five hundred and twelve navy blue figures.

Each one is much stronger than before, and the power of energy and blood emitted is comparable to the peak of the fairyland, but it is not the peak of ninety meridians like a genius, but about seventy meridians.

But even so, he was still extremely powerful. Meng Hao didn't know how people in the Nine Seas God Realm survived. They obviously had their own special methods of body refining. His eyes flashed, and he rushed forward again.

The roar echoed, shaking the earth and the earth. Meng Hao's punch would cause shock in all directions. He forgot the time and the trial, and kept killing with the power of his body.

This was the first time that he did not rely on any magic, magic, or cultivation, just a physical battle. His body trembled slightly. This trembling was not due to loss of strength, but because of his physical body. At this moment, it was considered In a real sense, everything is in motion.

Meng Hao could even feel that his body was constantly fighting in this trial.

There are actually signs of a breakthrough, and it is slowly getting stronger!

Meng Hao roared, and rushed out in an instant. He raised his right hand and punched down. With a roar, he directly killed the three people rushing in front of him, until the last one of the 512 people was killed by Meng Hao. Finally, blood flowed from the corner of Meng Hao's mouth, and his breathing became rapid. When he raised his head, he saw in the void in front of him. This time, it was not a thousand and twenty-four people who walked out, but... one person!

A figure wearing a red robe. His appearance actually turned the surrounding void into red. The red... was not something that could be seen with the naked eye, but was felt in the consciousness.

That was a scene where Qi and blood were so strong that it affected the rules around him!

The moment he saw the red figure, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly shrank. He felt a hint of threat from the red figure.

"Finally, a real physical practitioner has appeared!" Meng Hao's eyes instantly became filled with fighting spirit.

In Meng Hao's opinion, the energy and blood energy emanating from this figure was enough to compete with the peak of a true immortal!

At this moment, the outside world was roaring with uproar. The more than 10,000 monks outside the ninth Golden Gate Stone Monument witnessed with their own eyes Meng Hao's ranking, which had climbed from more than 400 to more than 300. One hundred and one!

And the time from when Meng Hao entered until now is only... half an hour! !

Half an hour, for a monk, is fleeting and very short, but in this half hour, Meng Hao climbed from being unknown on the list to one hundred and one!

"This Meng Hao, how strong is his... his body!!"

"Half an hour, it's only half an hour..."

"I suddenly feel that he seems... can really enter the top ten!"

"Not necessarily, maybe he uses some secret technique to stimulate his body, sacrificing a long time in exchange for a short burst!" Fan Dong'er's face was extremely ugly in the uproar of the people around her. Even if she didn't want to admit it, she had to be shocked. Reaching the 101st place in half an hour was a miracle on the ninth golden gate stele of the Nine Seas God Realm.

In the ninth golden gate stele, Meng Hao didn't know what his ranking was at the moment, and he didn't care. There was an item like that in the storage bag. He knew he wouldn't lose. Compared to winning or losing, in addition to the reward, what he cared about at the moment was his body, which was constantly increasing in this trial.

In front of him, the figure in the red robe walked towards Meng Hao. He only took three steps, but each step was like thunder, shaking all directions, and making Meng Hao's heartbeat feel like it was being trampled, a little dull, as if he couldn't help but regret it when the red figure came.

Meng Hao's eyes burst into fighting spirit, and his whole body was surging. He suddenly rose up and fought against the red figure. He didn't retreat but went straight to the red figure.

The red figure suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and at the moment Meng Hao came, he also rushed up.

The two approached in an instant, without words, without magic, only the most direct... physical confrontation!

The roar was earth-shaking, Meng Hao's punches fell, and the red figure did the same. The two kept fighting in the air, and sometimes kicked up, and directly confronted hundreds of times in this void.

Meng Hao laughed loudly, and became stronger and stronger. His immortal body seemed to have undergone a tempering process, and it actually burst out with a fighting power beyond Meng Hao's previous strength. At this moment, Meng Hao also realized that he had actually neglected his own body. A strong body needs to be constantly fighting to become stronger and stronger!

Fight!

Meng Hao's fighting spirit was overwhelming, and he kept bombarding and moving forward. However, the red figure, with his blood and qi running all over his body, could not help but retreat step by step. Even if he had found a trace of the rules of physical cultivation, he was still inferior to Meng Hao's immortal body.

After more than ten breaths, Meng Hao roared, and when he punched down, the red figure's body collapsed.

The world was quiet, and Meng Hao stood in the air. His blood and qi rolled strongly, becoming stronger and stronger, causing red to appear around him!

As if... it also affected the rules of this place!

At this moment, Meng Hao looked like a fighting immortal!

"I understand. Physical cultivation requires bloody battles again and again!" Meng Hao's eyes showed enlightenment. If he was outside, with magic, it would be easy to kill the red figure. But now there is no magic, but it has invisibly honed Meng Hao's body, making the real immortal body... truly burst out the power of the body.

Almost at the moment when Meng Hao collapsed the red figure, his ranking in the outside world rose again, but Meng Hao could not see all this. At this moment, what he saw was... two red figures appearing in the void in front of him.

Like a cycle, limited to 512, the physical cultivators who appeared in each cycle showed different physical cultivation realms with different clothes.

Two, four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four...

Meng Hao's trial began again. His body became stronger and stronger, his madness became more and more crazy, and his blood spurted out, but the strength of his body gradually became perfect in this constant bombardment and operation!

When there were 256 red figures, Meng Hao began to retreat. There were too many of them, and each of them was a physical cultivator who had touched the rules. Meng Hao's physical strength seemed to have reached its limit.

His eyes flashed, and seeing that he was trapped in the siege, Meng Hao snorted coldly. He didn't care about cheating, but he didn't want to use his last trump card directly. At this moment, his eyes flashed, and he threw the black bean out and swung it out. Suddenly, the black bean made a bang, and the little man appeared. He looked up at the sky and screamed sharply, and rushed towards the red figure coming on the side.

Those red figures immediately separated some of them to bombard the black bean little man. The little man was ferocious and didn't dodge. He fought with his back armor. Although he was defeated, he became more and more courageous. Even if he was injured, he would recover quickly. Once it got close to it, it would directly take over the body and rush into a red figure. Although it couldn't take over the body because these red figures were not flesh and blood, it was bitten and swallowed a lot of blood!

In the end, it alone was able to contain more than a dozen red figures, which reduced the pressure on Meng Hao.

Meng Hao was very surprised. While observing the black bean man, he attacked the red robe figure. After a few dozen breaths, the black bean man was attacked by more than a dozen red robe body cultivators at the same time and was directly blown away. In mid-air, it spit out blood and screamed like crazy.

"Dagger!!" The scream of the man was only one word, and his body twisted and turned into a dagger, stabbing straight at the red robe figure. (To be continued...)

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