"roar"

The monsters all over the mountains were heading towards the seven people on the Lei Lei Mountain.

"Boom boom!"

A terrifying attack exploded among the groups of monsters.

Luo Peng rushed to the front and faced the most monsters. Waves of monsters rushed towards him like a tide. Even though he was already a powerful person at the throne of the realm, he felt huge pressure. He was no longer as calm as before, with his whole body surging energy and falling into a fight.

The pressure from Mang Rong and the other two followed Luo Peng was slightly smaller, and the combat power each of them was not much weaker than Luo Peng. The speed of the four people joined forces was faster than Luo Peng. The distance between them and Luo Peng gradually narrowed.

Wang Haochen and Luan Zhou walked at the end. Although most of the monsters rushing down from the top of the mountain were blocked by the five people in front, there were still many monsters behind them, and they were surrounding them.

"Swish!"

The soft sword in Luan Zhou's hand flashed like a spiritual snake, and was extremely sharp, cutting the monsters apart.

Wang Haochen punched the monster that rushed in front of him with one step and drove forward steadily, and continued to narrow the distance from the people in front.

"The soft sword in Luan Zhou's hand is so powerful!" In the sect, some disciples' eyes fell on the soft sword in Luan Zhou's hand, and a hint of amazement appeared on their faces.

Luan Zhou knew the strength of his strength. If the soft sword in his hand was not too sharp and could easily cut those monsters, he would definitely not be so relaxed.

"That soft sword is said to be from Elder Haochen." Some disciples said enviously.

This soft sword has already gained a lot of fame among the sects. It was the first weapon that Wang Haochen had published after entering Xuanyuan Palace.

"That guy Luan Zhou is so lucky. He actually got in touch with Elder Haochen. I heard that he is still very close."

"Actually, at the beginning, Luan Zhou and the other three had a deep conflict with Elder Haochen. It is said that Elder Lan Xuan personally came forward to resolve it."

Many people in the sect follow Luan Zhou, and naturally there are more disciples of Luo Peng and Mang Rong, but many people are also paying attention to Wang Haochen.

"Elder Haochen is so powerful!" Some disciples looked at Wang Haochen and frowned slightly.

"The speed is not good, the strength is average, and there is no exquisite martial arts. It is indeed very average." Someone nodded in agreement.

Although Wang Haochen has been moving forward steadily and has not been repelled by monsters, in the eyes of those disciples, it is just a matter of perfume and has no excellence. Many disciples even believe that they can do it.

There is a blue hall at the top of Xuanyuan Palace. Several figures are sitting cross-legged in the hall. The strong figures of Mangshan and Mangqiu are among them, which are very easy to identify. The remaining two are Yin Jiu and Yuanqiong.

"Sunzi, do you think our Rong'er has a chance?" Mangshan asked Mangqiu like a bell.

When Mang Qiu heard his grandfather's voice, he looked at Yinjiu and Yuanqiong. Seeing that a smile on their faces had appeared, his face turned dark.

Mangshan was very proud of being one of the six palace lords of Xuanyuan Palace, as if he was afraid that others would not know about it. His grandchildren often called him, which made Mangqiu very depressed, but there was no way. Who said that he was really his grandson?

"I know!" Mang Qiu had a stuttering his neck, and turned his head and looked to the side, as if he didn't want to say more to him.

"Wings are you? You dare to perfunctory me, the old guy." Mangshan couldn't help but glared slightly.

Mangqiu couldn't help but shrink his neck, and quickly shook his head and said, "That's OK, I really don't know."

Although both of them were the palace masters of Xuanyuan Palace and only one place was different, Mang Qiu knew that he was not his grandfather's opponent. They had not fought too much in private, but they were beaten up every time, and they had a shadow in their hearts.

"Mangrong has good talent, potential, and current cultivation. Perhaps decades later, your Qiu family will all hope to give birth to a palace lord again, but now, he is still a little too young. If he wants to win the city lord seal, there is less than 10% chance." Yin Jiu smiled, relieved Mang Qiu, and spoke.

Mangshan slapped his mouth, touched the white beard on his mouth, and shook his head slightly, saying, "Just think it's to let that kid temper it. Anyway, we are not as good as the city lord."

Yinjiu and Yuanqiong looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The two palace lords of the Qiu family are indeed not inferior to the position of this city lord. However, even among the six palace lords, only the two palace lords of the Qiu family dare to say this.

"Depending on the situation, there is no problem with Luo Peng winning the qualification for this city construction." Yuan Qiong nodded and spoke.

Although they sat in the hall, they kept paying attention to the situation on the Leiling Mountain with their soul consciousness.

Mangshan nodded and said, "Wang Haochen seems to attach great importance to the qualifications for the city construction this time. If he fails, he will be in trouble."

The four people in the hall were slightly silent. They later learned that Wang Haochen was not only a master of alchemy, but also a master of weapon refining. Moreover, his cultivation progress was also rapid, which made them pay attention to it. They were worried that Wang Haochen would have any complaints if he had failed.

"That kid has extremely high qualifications and potential, and is also proficient in alchemy and weapon refining. With time, he will definitely be a powerful general in our Xuanyuan Palace. However, this kid is too arrogant. If he can wait patiently for a while, it should not be difficult for him to obtain the qualification for the city building." Mang Qiu shook his head slightly and said.

"It depends on the situation at that time. At worst, I, the old guy, will go out for activities and take another place to build a city." Mangshan said domineeringly.

"Grandpa, you hope. Once you fail to compete for the city construction qualification, you will not be allowed to participate in the competition for the next three times." Mang Qiu shook his head and said.

"No need to do so. Since he joined our Xuanyuan Palace, he would be a member of our Xuanyuan Palace. Naturally, he would have to follow the rules. If the rules passed down by our Xuanyuan Palace for tens of thousands of years are disrupted by his talent, how can he convince the public in the future? Because he alone will disrupt our entire Xuanyuan Palace. Even if he is the master of alchemy, we will not be worth the loss." Yin Jiu shook his head slowly and said.

"That kid is not old and has never suffered any major setbacks. What if..." Mang Qiu spoke in a narrow voice.

"No case, our Xuanyuan Palace is one of the seven sects and will not change because of one person. If he dares to have any strange intentions, don't blame us." Yuan Qiong spoke slowly, a hint of chilling in his voice.

Almost everyone's eyes were on the Lei Lei Mountain in the entire Xuanyuan Palace, and everyone was paying attention to the competition, but without exception, they didn't really look down on Wang Haochen.

In the eyes of those people in the sect, Wang Haochen seems to be one level behind, not to mention Luo Peng, but even Mang Rong and the other three.

On the Thunder Mountain, the terrifying monsters surged down like a tide. Luo Peng broke through the waves and walked forward, living in a passage among countless monsters, strode up to the top of the mountain.

The Mangrong was unparalleled and rushed forward, even more terrifying than the monsters, and directly overwhelmed by the terrifying beast tide.

Jian Yang had a wide sword energy, and no monster could get close to him within three feet of his body. A sword light in his hand kept slashing out, constantly killing the monsters in front of him.

Yue Yan's whole body was filled with a scorching high temperature, and the air around him was twisted into a ball, wrapping him in it. Any monsters that were close to him seemed to be trapped in the mud, and then they melted quickly.

The most strange thing about the soullessness. He walked through the monsters. Wherever he passed, the bodies of the monsters instantly turned gray and white. His hands kept lit out, and the monsters collapsed like clay sculptures.

Wang Haochen and Luan Zhou walked at the end. Luan Zhou's soft sword flew in his hand, which rolled upwards with his own wind and rain. However, Wang Haochen still bombarded the monsters in front of him with both fists and blasted away, stepping up, and rarely even killed monsters.

"Haochen has not done his best yet, maybe there is still hope." Yuntai Palace, everyone stared at Yin Lei Mountain nervously, and Bai Yuxian said softly.

"Yeah!" King Wu nodded slightly.

But they still couldn't help but worry, which caused thousands of beasts in the Thunder Mountain to roar, and each end was extremely powerful. They were frightened when they looked at it, and no one had confidence and could withstand it for a moment, so naturally they were worried about Wang Haochen.

But they could also see that Wang Haochen has not done his best so far.

Wang Haochen's cultivation level had already broken through to the Holy King realm half a year ago. They didn't know what level they had reached now, but they knew that Wang Haochen's combat power was not just what he showed.

Moreover, Wang Haochen's understanding and mastery of the original power has reached the realm of transformation, and has not yet been revealed. In addition, the weapons Wang Haochen has refined for himself have not yet appeared.

Time passed quickly, and the seven people on Leishan were still fighting quickly. Luo Peng, who was walking in the front, had reached a height of 5,000 feet, and the four of Mangrong had reached 4,5,600 feet, and Wang Haochen had also reached 4,000 feet, but Luan Zhou behind seemed to be unable to do so, surrounded by hundreds of monsters, and seemed to be directly overwhelmed by those violent monsters at any time.

"boom!"

A monster more than ten feet high hit a fierce attack, and a claw hit the power of the soft sword with an extremely accurate slap. Although the soft sword kept unloading its power, Luan Zhou still couldn't resist it. The soft sword flew away, and Luan Zhou's figure disappeared from the center of the rushing monster.

"I admit defeat!" Almost at the same time, Luan Zhou's horrified voice sounded.

On the thunder mountain, a wave spread out instantly, wrapping him up. The monsters seemed to have lost their target in an instant. After a little confused, they immediately left and turned around and rushed towards the six people above. Wang Haochen, who was walking at the end, increased his pressure.
Chapter completed!