Volume 6: Famous Immortal Road of 9 Mountains Chapter 872: She Appeared!

Meng Hao kept moving forward, Chen Hao kept retreating, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them fought dozens of times on the thunder. Chen Hao kept spurting blood, and his momentum was getting weaker and weaker. In the end, he flew out with a bang, and when he landed on the ring, the flames on his body went out, and blood spurted out. When he struggled to stand up, a long spear, the tip of the spear touched his throat, and was held in Meng Hao's hand.

It was the long spear with Jianmu as the pole and white bone as the tip that he got in the military pavilion, but it changed its appearance under the black feathers, and outsiders could not see it.

Chen Hao's body paused, he felt the murderous aura on the tip of the spear, and the murderous aura froze his whole body in a blink of an eye, especially Meng Hao's eyes, which had been indifferent from the beginning of the battle until this moment, and now seemed to be waiting for Chen Hao's words. If he didn't say it... then the next moment, the tip of the spear would instantly penetrate.

Meng Hao didn't speak, and looked at Chen Hao calmly.

In the Ninth Mountain and Sea in the outside world, all the cultivators who were paying attention to this battle were roaring in their hearts. They knew Fang Muqiang before, but with each battle, they were shocked to find that the opponent was stronger than they imagined! !

"He can compete for the first place!!"

"Oh my God, he is the first in the trial. If he is still the first in the ring battle, this person... this person..."

"Stunning, it may not appear in many years!"

"Who is he? Such a person cannot be unknown before!!"

While everyone was shocked, in the starry sky, the figure of the tenth ancestor of the Wang family, the eyes were full of brilliance, and there was a burst of fairy energy on his body. It took a long time to slowly retract it, and his eyes were more determined to fight.

"Meng Hao..."

Near Dongsheng Star, the old ancestor of the mountain was smiling from time to time, and gritting his teeth from time to time. He was very entangled about Meng Hao.

When the outside world was paying attention, Chen Hao was silent on the ring, took a deep breath in bitterness, and looked at Meng Hao.

"How much of your cultivation did you use?"

"Is it important?" Meng Hao asked calmly.

"To me, it's very important!" Chen Hao said firmly.

"Not important to me." Meng Hao shook his head and looked at Chen Hao coldly, with a look of impatience.

Chen Hao felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly something moved in his heart amidst the bitterness.

He remembered that he had seen some strange actions of Fang Mu in the outside world before, and he immediately took out a storage bag from his arms.

"There are more than three million spirit stones in it. I don't bring much this time, so I have to give you an answer."

Meng Hao's expression was still indifferent before, like a cold-blooded killer, but the next moment, he narrowed his eyes and smiled on his face. The change was so fast that Chen Hao was stunned.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Hao took the storage bag in his hand, and after a sweep of his spiritual sense, he smiled.

"Brother Chen, why do you have to do this? It's just a question. You actually took out so many spirit stones. That's all. If I don't want it, it would be humiliating you. In this case, I will accept it reluctantly." Meng Hao licked his lips. His expression now was completely different from before. Chen Hao was stunned again. He couldn't believe that a person's change could be so natural and so fast.

"Take people's money and solve their doubts. Brother Chen... I used..."

"Seventy percent of my strength!" Meng Hao said the last four words in a voice transmission, but how much he actually used, how could he tell the truth.

Chen Hao was silent. He didn't believe it, but he felt that it was not consistent with his previous judgment. At this moment, after taking a deep look at Meng Hao, he said the word "surrender".

After the words came out, his figure disappeared, and when he appeared, he was on the leaves below.

Meng Hao was very happy. He didn't expect that he could earn spirit stones in a fight. When his eyes turned, he suddenly felt a little annoyed.

"How could I forget this? If I had known this earlier, I might have made a small fortune in the previous few arenas."

The battle to decide the top eight was still going on. When Meng Hao sat cross-legged in meditation, he looked at Chen Fan on the Nascent Soul Arena after scanning the battlefield around him.

The Nascent Soul Arena was also deciding the top eight. Chen Fan was covered in blood. His opponent was a woman. The woman looked reluctant. The two had been fighting until now. Chen Fan's attack, that kind of gloomy meaning, made the woman very depressed.

But she was not a trialist. She was a Nascent Soul Tianjiao of Yijian Pavilion. In this arena, her strength could enter the top four. The two of them fought again in the blink of an eye.

Meng Hao was silent. With his cultivation, he saw the outcome of this battle.

A moment later, Chen Fan lost in the arena where he was. He failed to enter the top eight. In silence, Chen Fan bowed to the woman and disappeared.

Meng Hao sighed. He did not feel the pain of Chen Fan that much. When Xu Qing left, Meng Hao realized the loss in Chen Fan's heart over the years.

As time passed and the roar echoed, the arenas showed victory and defeat. At the same time, in the sky outside, figures came one after another. All of them were at a loss and stood silently in the air, as if they were also watching the arena battle on the Dao Tree.

Each of these figures exuded a trembling breath. Ling Yunzi and the other two were extremely nervous.

When the battle to decide the top eight was over, there were more terrifying beings outside the Dao Tree. Among them, there was a figure, half of whose body was a cultivator and the other half was a python. After appearing in the air, she looked at the Dao Tree coldly with bloodthirsty eyes.

There is another existence that makes everyone who sees it feel shocked. It is not a life, but a huge battle axe. The axe is engraved with mountains and rivers and is covered with rust. It appears silently and flashes in the void. With its arrival, many figures around it avoid it.

At the moment when the battle axe appears, the Ninth Mountain and Sea in the outside world is in an uproar, but few people know what this battle axe represents, except... in the Starry Sky Hall.

The three elders of the three major sects all stood up at this moment, with serious expressions, and there was actually a hint of expectation and excitement in the depths of their eyes.

The elders of other sects also stood up with solemn expressions. The reason why they agreed to hold this ring battle in the Immortal Ruins is because of a plan that the three major sects told them.

Once this plan succeeds, all sects will benefit in the end.

"Will she... appear..." The old man of Kunlun Dao suddenly spoke, and the word "she" was trembling.

"Maybe, maybe not, but this is an opportunity." The old man of Taihang Sword Sect said slowly.

In the ring, in the battle of asking for the way, the top eight were chosen. As the eight people stood on eight light green leaves, at this moment, the eight of them were the focus of everyone's attention.

These eight people include Meng Hao, the old man who was talking deeply, Zhao Yifan, Fan Dong'er, and Li Ling'er. In addition to the five of them, one is a young man from the ancient fairy spirit. When he fought with others, he used the corpses in the coffin.

The seventh person is the burly man from Kunlun Dao. When this man attacked, the mountains fell. It was he who defeated Sun Hai.

And the last person is the young man from Xianghuo Dao who always looks dangerous. There is a third eye between his eyebrows. When he attacks with others, there is only one time when he really fights. The rest of the time, he smiles and communicates. Soon, his opponent immediately prostrates himself on the ground with a fanatical and pious look.

Among the eight people, six are geniuses from various sects, and two are trialists. At this moment, they are being watched by the outside world.

Countless eyes, full of expectation, waited for the eight people to select the top four and decide the two supremes before the final battle!

"The rules of the top four battle are different from before." Ling Yunzi's voice echoed in the ears of the eight people.

"It is no longer a one-time decision, but each of you needs to fight at least four times!"

"And the first thing to do is to select the top four and the bottom four. The first winner will be listed as the top four, and the loser will be the bottom four!"

"The top four people must defeat all the bottom four people. The four people with the most wins will be the final top four!"

"If there are the same number of people, the two will fight again."

"Give you three days to rest. After three days, the top four battle will begin!" Ling Yunzi's eyes flashed with a strange light. This method of selection can avoid some people's luck, and can make the four people selected deserved to be the strongest four!

And this method was decided by the three major sects, and no other sects objected.

Time passed, Meng Hao sat cross-legged in meditation. Although he was confident, the other seven people were all strong, especially Zhao Yifan and others. Meng Hao had a brief battle with them in the South Star. Meng Hao was also looking forward to today's decision.

What was more anticipated was the people in the Ninth Mountain and Sea in the outside world. Many of them had already started betting in their respective areas.

"Zhao Yifan must be included in the semi-finals!"

"And Fan Dong'er, it seems very likely!"

"I wonder if Fang Mu can continue his mythical legend!"

Three days passed in a flash, just as Ling Yunzi's voice echoed, announcing the start of the semi-finals, and everyone in the Ninth Mountain and Sea in the outside world was looking forward to it...

Suddenly, the sound of music came from a distance. The sound was erratic, echoing in the ears, and entering the mind, making everyone who heard it feel sad, as if it could affect their emotions.

This sad music, with longing, is like missing the past, like missing an old friend.

As the music echoed, a figure slowly walked in the void in the distance. It was a woman wearing a snow-white dress, with indescribable beauty. She came slowly step by step and stood on the top of the Dao tree. Her expression was cold, as if she had no emotions that a living being should have.

The appearance of this woman made everyone stunned. She was completely different from the figures in the Immortal Ruins. Moreover, the moment she appeared, the black wind trembled, and the big roc in it let out a shrill scream, and its body retreated quickly, as if it was extremely frightened.

It seemed that it had died in the hands of this woman before it died!

And the blood-red eye suddenly shrank at this moment, and it was also trembling and retreating quickly. As for those powerful figures, they actually knelt down at this moment, kneeling down to this woman... kneeling!

And the monk with a human body and a snake tail let out a shrill scream, with a horrified look, and kept retreating with fear and fear. r1152

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