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Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety Six: The Third

One step, one step!

The white-robed monk looked calm, and with every step he took, he stepped on the surging demonic energy. When he raised his foot again, the demonic energy was broken and wrapped around the straw cloth shoes on the soles of his feet, as if he was nostalgic for his breath.

The powerful demon clan couldn't help but laugh out loud. Human beings are so stupid and always like to do tricks. However, not long after this idea appeared, a rich and pure golden light suddenly flashed across their eyes.

Including the powerful human race, everyone's pupils expanded and they looked at this scene in shock.

I saw that wherever the white-robed monk passed, the demonic energy dispersed, and the warm golden Buddha light enveloped his plain white robes. His clear and dark pupils were full of calm, as if there was a deep black wheel hidden in the shadow.

The golden Buddha's light gradually emerged from the footprints left behind him, suppressing and transforming the evil black energy on the demon monument.

The ancient stele, which was originally shrouded in dark demonic aura, finally revealed the eternal stone body inside, and the breath of vicissitudes of life rushed towards the face. The names engraved on the bottom of the stele seemed to reveal different personalities from the carved strokes.

"It turns out that he planned to convert the demonic energy, so he chose to move forward step by step." Qianlun murmured to himself thoughtfully.

Wu Feng's eyes flashed and he said: "If that's all, there's no need to waste your energy."

"Huh?" Qianlun turned her head and looked at him doubtfully.

"This demonic energy is contained in the demon stele itself and will last forever. How can he be able to transform it? Even if all the eminent monks from Shenyin Temple are gathered together, they cannot resolve the evil aura mixed with immortals and demons. He is only suppressing it temporarily, and the purpose should be only

one."

"What purpose?"

"When the demon clan tests it, he only needs to release this temporary suppression, and the demonic energy will rebound, doubling the resistance caused."

Qianlun suddenly realized it and looked up at the white-robed monk in surprise. His calm and gentle figure, as well as his crystal-clear eyes, looked like an innocent young man. Who would have thought that there was such a deep city!

Fairy Ruoshui, who was standing nearby, took another look at Wu Feng, with some solemnity and fear in her eyes. Wu Feng could easily see through this white-robed monk in such a wealthy city. In terms of the degree of danger, he was definitely no worse than her disciple Shui Yue!

Although Shuiyue is extremely talented, and has known the dangers of people's hearts since childhood, coupled with his intelligence, he is definitely a generation of think tank and strategist in the mortal world. This can be seen in the battle with Wu Feng. Although it is good to judge the situation, but in the city

In terms of calculation, it is still a bit inferior after all. On the other hand, Wu Feng seems to have been wandering outside. He must have encountered countless battles, dangers, and desperate situations. In fact, none of the immortals who have practiced for thousands of years are food-eaters, and Wu Feng and these people

After frequent battles, Chengfu is definitely at the level of an old monster.

At this time, the white-robed monks had already walked in a line of hundreds. After reaching this height, the intensity of the evil spirit increased more than a hundred times, and only black clouds could be seen rolling, as if there were countless ghosts hiding in them, and there was a faint dark red electric light, which was very scary.

.

The white-robed monk's expression remained calm, his hands clasped together, and he moved forward step by step.

One step leads to a whole life.

When he stepped out with the sole of his foot and landed on the demon monument, the dark demonic energy surrounded him, covering most of the figure of the white-robed monk. Only the white robe could be seen vaguely emerging, but soon a blue-black light emerged from the demonic monument.

The energy shines through the black cloud, like thousands of sword lights, expelling the evil energy to both sides of the demon monument.

And at the feet of the white-robed monk, a green lotus appeared, and the rich and pure Buddha's light flowed warmly, frightening the evil spirit so that it did not dare to move forward.

The white-robed monk continued to move forward.

Green lotuses sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and they automatically gathered together the moment he landed, supporting him as he walked forward.

Not long after, the white-robed monks entered the fifty ranks, followed by the thirty... easily, and there was a pause in the kindness.

Except for the monks from Shenyin Temple, as well as Wu Feng, Ruoshui and a few others, the other powerful people all looked solemn. Being in the top thirty is already considered a strong person among the earthly immortals. But seeing how relaxed the white-robed monk is

With his appearance, he is likely to enter the top ten!

Everyone couldn't help but wonder, they had never seen this young monk before. When did such an eminent monk appear in Shenyin Temple?

tenth!

When the white-robed monk's foot stepped on the tenth person's name, the expressions of the monster clan's powerful people changed. Is the human race about to rise? In addition to Ruoshui, there is another genius who has never been famous before.

ninth!

The white-robed monk stepped on Wuchen's name with his soles. He paused and then continued to stride forward.

Eighth, seventh, sixth!

With every step he took, the surprised expressions on everyone's faces became a little wider, and finally turned into faces full of shock.

fourth!

The strong men of the human race are almost going crazy. Oh my god, what kind of terrifying power is this? This is a monument to the strong men of ancient and modern times. It can reach the fourth position. It can be said to be the first earthly immortal in the contemporary era!

The white-robed monk was no longer calm, sweat dripped down his red face. He panted slightly, paused for a moment, and then stepped forward again.

third!

When the white-robed monk's feet fell, his whole body shook violently, and he almost fell. His expression changed, and without any further hesitation, he raised his hand and quickly wrote his name, and then he fell down.

Looking at this young monk in plain white robes with a somewhat shy expression, everyone felt a chill coming from the bottom of their hearts. What kind of monster is this that can win the third place? This is equivalent to ancient and modern times.

Stand out among the immortal geniuses of thousands of years, the king of the world who has never been seen in thousands of years!

Existing in the same era as such a life is a kind of happiness and a kind of sadness.

When the white-robed monk saw that everyone's eyes were on him, his face became a little hot. He lowered his head and quickly returned to the monks of Shenyin Temple. At this moment, no one dared to underestimate Shenyin Temple, the largest sect in the human race.

The door indeed has a terrifying background!

"How is it possible..." Qianlun was knocked unconscious. What kind of monster is this? The third one! It surpasses him by a full twenty. Did he cultivate in the same world as him?

Moreover, is it better to be a dragon? The strongest race in history is the dragon. It’s such a slap in the face!

Seeing her depressed expression, Wu Feng comforted her: "It doesn't matter, you have only been practicing for a few hundred years. To the Dragon Clan, you are still a child."

Poof, Qianlun was stabbed in the heart again, and the corners of his mouth twitched... The characters "hundreds of years" floated over his head like dark clouds.

At this time, Wu Tian finally took a step forward, with an evil smile on his lips, and said: "It's really surprising that there are such geniuses in the human race. I thought that only Shui Yue was worthy of my attention.

Looks like there’s one more.”

The powerful human race all cast wary glances at Wutian, this monster from the demon clan who is more terrifying than Shuiyue!

"What do you want to do?" An old man in red from the Ziheng Sect stepped out and looked at Wutian seriously.

"Don't be nervous." Wutian licked his lips with a smile as charming as snow-white spirit stone. "It's rare to meet someone who excites me. I won't kill him so quickly. Only fully mature fruits are worth picking.

.”

Arrogant, unruly, and arrogant.

Looking at this monster of the demon race, all the powerful humans are waiting for it. The white-robed monk is the hope of the human race. If he is here, together with Shui Yue, the demon clan can be destroyed. We must not lose it here!

Wutian laughed loudly, the black cloak behind his shoulders fluttering in the wind. He stepped towards the Demon Monument. The powerful human race involuntarily gave way to a path, and no one dared to block him even half a step.

Stop and look up.

Wutian looked at the steep demon monument. The demonic energy was constantly rolling, reflected in his dark pupils. There was a hint of bloodlust on his handsome cheeks carved with ice and snow, and the evil smile at the corner of his mouth became more curved. Third

Huh? Haha, he is going to reach the top of this peerless monument today!

Rich demonic energy gushes out from under his feet, as if absorbing the power of the earth. An invisible force field matrix envelopes his body. His black cloak and long hair are flying. The oppressive feeling caused by the terrifying demonic energy makes the surrounding ground

They were all shaking and trembling violently.

The expressions on the faces of the powerful human race members all changed, and they looked at this demon youth in shock.

"This, what kind of power is this!"

"How is it possible? It's too exaggerated. Even a god would not act like this with this aura!"

The elders of all the sects were all in disbelief. How could this terrifying abyss-like aura be possessed by an Earth Immortal!

Ruoshui looked solemn and stared at Wutian closely, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

In addition, the peak masters of the six peaks had a look of shock on their faces. Even if they had the sect master, they had never felt this kind of aura. This was definitely not something that an Earth Immortal could possess. It was so terrifying that just standing up felt strenuous.


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