Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety-fifth: Remaining a name through the ages, I am the first!
Thousand wheels!
The powerful human race looked at this rookie genius who was ranked eighth on the Potential Monument, with bitterness in their eyes. Even if Qianlun's ranking on the Peerless Monument this time was not outstanding, with his talent there, he would definitely surpass Suiyue in the future!
Whoosh!
Qianlun's figure swayed like a flying butterfly. He tapped the stone tablet lightly with his toes and used his strength to jump within a hundred people. There was no trace of difficulty in his expression.
On the pitch-black Immortal Demon Monument, the surging demonic energy was chaotic and erratic, as if it had been insulted, turning into pitch-black chains to wrap around Qianlun.
The Immortal and Demon Monument condenses the evil spirits of ancient immortals and demons, and is engraved with the names of powerful men throughout the ages, climbing to the sky step by step!
Qianlun's expression was calm, not even half as cheerful as usual. Golden flames burned from her body. She looked up to the sky and roared like a goddess of war. Her speed suddenly increased. She tapped the stone tablet three times in a row with her toes, a step of more than ten feet.
Eighty ranks!
Fifty ranks!
thirty!
When she stepped lightly on the last step, her body finally squeezed into the thirty position, and her pretty face was already dripping with sweat, her face was as red as a ripe peach, and her snow-white skin showed a hint of crimson.
It was obviously very difficult.
roar!
She holds her head high and looks first!
No matter what the final result is, she has only one goal, the highest point!
The Dragon Clan will never be willing to be inferior to anyone. Although she knows that she cannot get first place this time, she will never give up her efforts. Her strong self-esteem makes her want to try her best!
One more step!
Twenty-three!
When her rising momentum gradually stopped and she seemed to be falling, she quickly flicked her finger and forced out a few drops of blood to form two words - Qianlun!
The next moment——
Her body was pulled by the black evil energy chain on the demon monument, and she suddenly plummeted down. Just when she was about to hit the ground, she suddenly turned around, breaking away from the evil energy chain like a spinning top, and landed steadily on Wu Feng
before.
"It actually entered the top thirty, not bad." Wu Feng smiled.
Qianlun raised the sleeve of his hand to wipe the sweat from his cheek, rolled his eyes at him angrily, and said: "If you don't win first place, I will eat the dragon eggs on your body!"
"Dragon eggs?" Wu Feng was a little surprised, "How did you know I had them?"
"Idiot, when you opened the spirit beast storage ring, dragon energy flowed out from it. Although it was very light, who is this young lady?" Qianlun looked at him proudly, "Besides, there are also traces of dragon energy on your two pets.
If you have it, who else do you want to hide it from?"
"This..." Wu Feng touched his nose, "Even so, you can't eat your own kind. It's good if I can be in the top ten. The first place is too exaggerated."
"Stop pretending." Qianlun raised her snow-white chin and snorted: "This young lady is so cruel. It doesn't matter if you eat the same kind of people. I will eat anything. Be careful if I eat you!"
"Can you bite?" Wu Feng took a few steps away and muttered.
"What did you say?" Qianlun raised his eyebrows, like a sword unsheathed.
"Look, it seems that the demon clan is also coming to test." Wu Feng quickly pointed to the demon clan people walking not far away.
"Hmph." Qianlun snorted as he changed the subject, and stopped holding on to it, his eyes falling on the demon clan's powerful men.
"I didn't expect that there would be a genius like you in the human race. He's hidden deep enough." Wutian raised his head slightly, glanced at Ruoshui's name, and then smiled, looking at Ruoshui with a bit of evil charm in his eyes.
Ruo Shuixianzi's face remained as usual and she said indifferently: "I never hid it, it's just that you are blind."
"Well, that makes sense." Wutian actually clapped his hands and smiled in agreement, but the next moment his expression changed and he said indifferently: "Wuchen, go and test it."
"Yes." Wuchen, who was as silent as a shadow, took a step without any pause, just a flash of his figure, and rushed towards the demon monument.
Be straightforward, decisive, and without any delay.
All the strong men in the human race felt a chill. Wu Chen had no idea what the relationship was with Wu Tian, but he actually obeyed his orders. Looking at that figure without hesitation, no one would doubt that even if Wu Tian just said "go to hell", this monster
He will also commit suicide immediately, and the speed will never be slow!
boom!
Stomping the ground with the sole of his foot, Wuchen's figure jumped up and shot straight into the magic mist like a flying sword. When the upward momentum slowed down, he had already entered the ranks of fifty!
One step fifty!
boom!
The sole of his foot stomped the demon stele again, and the whole earth was shaking, but the demon stele stood boldly, and Wuchen's body rose like a sharp sword again, reaching the rank of twenty!
The faces of all the strong men in the human race were ashen. A peerless genius is not scary. What is scary is that he has grown into a peerless strong man!
Qianlun's face darkened, she clenched her pink fists tightly, and her fingernails sank deeply into her palms without realizing it. The twenty-three people she had tried her best to pass by in two steps were in the hands of this demon youth who suddenly appeared.
, this is a disregarding insult!
boom!
Wuchen took the third step, and the sound of the heavy stomping was like trampling on the hearts of all the strong people in the human race. Wuchen's body leaped up again... to the tenth place!
puff!
Wuchen spurted out a mouthful of black blood, his cold cheeks turned red. He quickly reached out and wrote his name, and his body fell straight down.
Master Jingchen of Shenyin Temple, who was originally ranked tenth, has now fallen to eleventh place. This demon monument seems to be conscious, moving all the names below the tenth place down one place.
Wu Feng looked a little dazed. Whether it was Ruoshui's floating beauty, Qianlun's stubbornness, or the demon youth's indifference, they all revealed a decisive will - to leave a name for the ages, I am number one!
Everyone who climbs the Demon Monument aims to be first.
Life will grow old and die, but the glory left behind is eternal.
He was touched inexplicably, and the blood in his body gradually accelerated, like a clear river at first, gradually turning into a roaring wave.
He wants to fight!
Goal, first!
He took one step forward, preparing to climb the Demon Monument, but at this moment, a gentle Buddha's call suddenly sounded: "Good, can the young monk come next?"
The strong men of the human race had not yet recovered from the shock caused by Wuchen. When they heard these words, they turned around and saw that it was the white-robed monk from Shenyin Temple.
"Are you okay?" The young man from the Shenyang Sect raised his sword eyebrows and said with doubts in his eyes: "This demon clan just got the tenth place, so don't embarrass yourself."
After hearing this, Wuchen stood up from under the demon monument and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and returned behind Wutian like a ghost, without saying a word from the beginning to the end. But the other demon clan behind Wutian laughed out loud, human beings are so ridiculous,
I want to save face in everything.
"Let Sanjie go." At this time, an old monk from Shenyin Temple next to the white-robed monk came out and said gently: "Sanjie has studied Buddhism with senior brother Jingchen since he was a child, and his strength is not inferior to mine."
"Then let's try it." The Shenyang Sect young man's expression changed and he didn't stop him.
The white-robed monk did not answer, but walked directly to Wu Feng, showing his white teeth and smiling: "Please give me a moment, Master Wu."
Wu Feng's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand and said, "It's okay."
The white-robed monk said nothing more and went straight to the Demon Monument. He took a deep breath, stepped on the Demon Monument, and walked up slowly, step by step.
Completely different from Ruoshui, Qianlun, Wuchen and others before him, he had no intention of rushing up in one breath, but walked step by step, as if the soles of his feet were sucked on the demon monument, and his body gradually rose sideways.