This sound is so familiar that even though I have not met it, I know it at the sound of it.

Especially Wuheng, when the sound echoed, Ru Ru saw the dawn, her hesitant body stopped suddenly and looked excitedly at the place where the sound came out. Then she jumped suddenly, jumped to Mo Yiming, and said with a cheering look: "Xiao Mingming, you are finally here. I still think you have realized that and forgot."

Everyone also looked at the place where the sound was made. They subconsciously made a pass open to a passage. At this moment, a monk in gray robe was slowly walking towards the stone platform.

This man looked indifferent and his eyes were sharp, as if he ignored everything around him and stared at Jian Antian. This look seemed to have an invisible determination, which made everyone stunned after looking at him.

Even the several pedestals on the stone pillar frowned slightly and looked at the person. When looking at him, Yun Zhuan could not hide his doubts in his eyes.

"Who is this person? Why have you never seen him?"

When the sound of cultivation fell into the ears of the Ningyan Pavilion, the Ningyan Pavilion said: "This person's name is Mo Yiming... It's strange that when he entered the West Peak, he was a person without the talent for cultivation. Not long ago, it was said that he had entered the seventh level of Qi Gathering."

"Oh? Is this happening?" Yun Zhuan's eyes became more confusing, and a sharp light suddenly oozed out in a flash, saying, "If this is true, then this person must have practiced a certain kind of evil technique."

At the same time, all the monks who had seen Mo Yiming recognized Mo Yiming as soon as possible. However, Mo Yiming's appearance, as they walked, shocked their minds!

"Mo Yiming, when he entered the West Peak, he had no talent for cultivation. But in a short period of time, he entered the seventh level of Qi Gathering! Now he dares to accept Jian Antian's challenge. I am afraid that his cultivation will improve again!"

Liu Zhongling stood among the people, staring at Mo Yiming, and his guess about Mo Yiming rose again. She stared at the mysterious monk who was unable to understand and thought about the pharmacist named Mo Yi. There seemed to be some indescribable relationship between the two.

Zhang Xiaopang was also shocked. He had never expected that Mo Yiming would appear at this time and ran to Mo Yiming's side suddenly, making a flattering look. While pounding Mo Yiming's back, he said, "Yiming, beat him to death, sit him to death!"

Stepping onto the stone platform, the Five Tigers were excited as if they were filled with tears, especially since they had been prepared to be abused before. At this time, Mo Yiming's appearance, if they saw their backers, patted Mo Yiming's shoulder: "Sixth brother, you are here!"

As for Yichen, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression showed admiration and expectation. Perhaps except for the people in the back mountain, only he knew that Mo Yiming had not practiced any evil skills. But his cultivation has improved so quickly that Yichen could not know.

Especially the words entrusted by the master that day made Yichen feel a sense of mystery when he hit Mo Yiming.

Although Xi Xuan did not often contact Mo Yiming, he clearly remembered that when he was included in his disciples that day, the person who made the dragon eagle tremble was Mo Yiming.

Regarding everything that happened after Mo Yiming entered the West Peak, from Ye Shengtian to the beast nuclear room, to Xue Jingtian, this made Xi Xuan feel that the originally interesting Mo Yiming became even more interesting.

Perhaps Xi Xuan knew very well that when Mo Yiming tested for the second time that day, the dragon eagle first emitted a dazzling light and then disappeared. Moreover, the light was much stronger than when Lei Xiao was tested.

The talent for cultivation seems to be there or not. Xixuan cannot verify whether it is there or not.

Or maybe it was someone who, for some reason, could not test his talent. In short, Xi Xuan did not find it strange to Mo Yiming's cultivation level.

But in the end, some monks still looked at him with contempt. They whispered and pointed at him in private.

"This person's name is Mo Yiming. He has no talent for cultivation when he entered the sect. After entering the back mountain, he entered the seventh level of Qi gathering in a short time, which is very strange."

"He is not as genius as Lei Xiao. This person stepped into the seventh level of Qi Gathering, and must have practiced some kind of evil technique."

"Even if a cultivator with the seventh level of Qi gathering dares to accept Jian Antian's challenge, it is simply a humiliation!"

"This is not certain. After practicing evil magic, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. Maybe he is now a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi gathering."

"This is better. If he releases evil magic later, he will be self-defeating. Then he will be burned by the fire of the throne!"

...

As for Jian Antian, he had seen Mo Yiming before. He looked at Mo Yiming and did not speak for a short time, but a sense of inexplicable fighting spirit also heated up sharply invisibly.

After all, Mo Yiming spoke first: "I am also from the back mountain. I came here this time to tell you that people from the back mountain are not what you want to deceive. Bullying comes at a price!"

After Mo Yiming finished speaking, a sharp light came out from his eyes, and a force of cultivation was emitted suddenly. The fluctuation of cultivation was squeezed from the inside out, squeezing the void, covering the entire stone platform, and making the monks around him subconsciously retreat one by one, and there was a wave of wind. At the moment when the fluctuation of cultivation appeared, the clothes of these monks fluctuated. The wind was so strong that some monks could not stand firm.

"The ninth level of gathering energy!"

"It's indeed the ninth level of gathering Qi! This Mo Yiming actually reached the ninth level of gathering Qi!"

"How is it possible? In just a few months, I have entered the ninth level of Qi Gathering! It's a monster!"

Even though they could not stand firm, when they felt the fluctuations in their cultivation, these monks suddenly exclaimed. They could not imagine that a monk who had just entered the West Peak would step into the ninth level of Qi gathering in just a few months. What kind of cultivation talent would he have.

Even Liu Zhongling couldn't help but swallow his saliva, with an indescribable look of surprise. This surprise had never happened before.

"When I first saw this person, I felt that it was different from others. Now it seems that it is indeed different from ordinary people. What kind of blood is this person?"

But only Jian Antian felt this pressure. After narrowing his eyes, he suddenly showed a sarcastic smile. His voice deliberately amplified, and said, "How can a person who has practiced evil magic be qualified to talk to me? Who gave you the courage!"

At the end of Jian Antian's speech, he suddenly shouted in a deep voice, and a powerful force of cultivation was released, with a suffocating pressure, and suddenly collided with Mo Yiming's cultivation pressure.

"Bang!"

A sound of explosion shocked the earth, like thunder echoing in the ears of every monk, causing a roar to echo in their minds. When the explosion sounded, the white light that hit the impact flashed in the moment of the fluctuation of cultivation was touching!

These two waves of cultivation also turned into dispersed powers of cultivation and echoed.

Mo Yiming's eyes were even stronger in his fighting spirit, and he recalled the crushing of Jian Antian on himself before. If he wanted to return it all, when his anger aroused, there was a red flame in his eyes burning.

"Don't show off in front of me, you are not worthy!" Mo Yiming shouted in a deep voice and swung his palm at Jian Antian's place. The moment he swung it out, a powerful cultivation power immediately roared out.

Jian Antian did not move, but just blocked the scabbard in his hand, and with a bang, Jian Antian's body actually took a few steps back.

The impact of this cultivator's power immediately made Jian Antian's expression solemn. He never expected that a cultivator who had just stepped into the ninth level of Qi gathering could repel him!

Even if the other party has practiced evil magic, it is completely impossible to have such a powerful power of the ninth level of Qi gathering.

"If you have any evil magic, just use it!" Jian Antian roared angrily, and the sword sheath flew away, revealing a sharp sword flashing with golden light. The golden light carried high temperature and burned the surrounding void, causing the air in the void to make a sniff sound, there were signs of temperature rising!

"Is it a magic trick? I will find out after trying it!"

Mo Yiming shouted deeply, stepped in with his feet. The moment he stepped out, the entire stone platform suddenly trembled, and his body turned into a long rainbow like an arrow from the string, rushing straight to Jian Antian!

This time, he did not issue any magic, just a competition of the power of cultivation.
Chapter completed!