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Hanging at the bottom of the mountain, a group of people looked at the top of the mountain. Shi Hong squatted on the ground, pulling out a piece of grass from time to time, watching the grass turn into smoke, and then watching the grass grow again on the ground.

The transformation of the true energy to such an extent has exceeded the expectations of everyone present.

Even Bai Jingchuan couldn't help but feel horrified. He had seen one of the four great guardian Dharma Kings in the sect, the Red Flame Dragon King, take action.

The true energy transforms into human beings, and can kill people at a distance of a hundred.

But even those giants do not have such vast and terrifying Qi and control ability.

This is simply a creation of the void, like a mythical realm.

Looking at the Hanging Mountain in the distance, all the masters were wary. Under the pressure of the sea-like zhenqi, even the masters of internal organs refining were extremely cautious.

"Li Yuanba..."

Jing Shuhu touched the stone tablet lightly, and on the stone tablet, only this name kept beating.

At this moment, he didn't even marvel at the magic of this zhenqi stone tablet, but felt inexplicably sad and desolate.

The only Liu Qingtian he knew here was from more than a thousand years ago:

"Isn't it true that none of the ancestors of the past generations has seen the Black Whale Hammer?"

The ancestors of the Divine Weapon Valley have been searching hard for more than a thousand years. In the end, they relied on the methods of the Evil God Cult to enter the mysterious realm of the Mysterious Weapon.

Jing Shuhu and Lei Jingchuan were also beside the stone monument. The three of them looked at each other, with joy, bitterness, sighs, and other emotions surging in their hearts.

Once again, I really felt that it was "no chance to see Xuan Bing".

"It has been under the cold pool, and it knows that I am waiting for it, but..."

Looking at the three words "Li Yuanba" that kept beating on the stone tablet, Uncle Jing sighed in his heart, and at this time, he heard a scream.

Several people reacted quickly, but the moment they saw a swordsman in black climbing the steps, he fell to the ground as if struck by thunder, shaking like chaff.

"What's going on?!"

Bai Jingchuan tried to activate his true energy alone in the distance to no avail. Hearing the screams, he came quickly.

"This mountain, this mountain..."

The swordsman was trembling all over, as if he was about to lose control, and his face turned pale: "I, I just walked up the steps, and I felt like I was hit by a mountain, and my whole body was in severe pain."

"You can't even get to the first level?!"

Bai Jingchuan raised his eyebrows, and all the experts nearby also changed their expressions.

That swordsman is also an expert who has transformed for many years. It would be too scary if he couldn't even reach the first level.

You must know that this upside-down mountain is 10,000 feet high and has 20,000 steps.

"Master, let me try!"

Yuan Qiao had been waiting at the foot of the mountain for a long time. When he saw Bai Jingchuan looking over, he took a deep breath and rushed out like an arrow from a string.

The movements are fast and vigorous.

"ah!"

But the next moment, a scream even more horrifying than that of the swordsman came. Yuan Qiao screamed and flew back faster than when he rushed.

He was coughing up blood in mid-air, and his muscles and bones were grinding like a groan before breaking.

"Yuan Qiao can't even go up?!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and Shi Hong's face was extremely ugly. He had known Yuan Qiao for many years, and knew that although the latter's understanding was average, he had worshiped gods many times, and his martial arts skills were only a hair behind his own.

He looked back at the name that was beating constantly on the stone tablet, and felt his heart beating with fear.

Yuan Qiao couldn't even climb the first step, but Li Yuanba had already climbed nine thousand steps, and was even heading towards the top of Wanren Mountain.

If this mountain really values ​​talent, how could that person be ten thousand times better than Yuan Qiao?!

"I do not believe!"

Some people were surprised, while others frowned, seeing that Yuan Qiao was not injured even though he coughed up blood, and a few people chose to rush up the mountain.

Then, everyone, including Wan Chuan, went up to try it.

They are either cautious, empty-handed, holding swords, mobilizing Qi and blood, or dormant...

But no matter how hard he tried, the shape-shifting method was still able to open up the meridians, and surprisingly not a single person even reached the first level!

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"Is it possible that this mountain cannot be climbed at the same time? Only one person is allowed to go up the mountain at a time?"

In front of the first step, Wan Chuan reached out his hand very carefully, but immediately retracted it as soon as he touched it. His finger suffered severe pain, as if he had been hit by a giant hammer.

He couldn't get up to the first step, but he didn't think there was anyone in the world whose talent was thousands of times stronger than his own.

"why?!"

A swordsman glared angrily and threw his sword into the mountain. He was startled for a moment, then his expression changed: "My sword!"

"puff!"

The swordsman coughed up blood and fell back.

The masters at the foot of the mountain looked quite ugly. After looking at each other, they looked at Gong Yangyu and Bai Jingchuan.

"The Mysterious Weapons of Destiny cannot be seen without a chance."

Seeing that everyone present was unable to climb the mountain, Gong Yangyu's face improved a lot:

"Perhaps we have not been approved by Xuan Bing, so we are not allowed to enter even if the treasure mountain is in front of us, right?"

He walked in front of the mountain and looked at the towering mountains, and his mood became much calmer.

"That should be it."

Bai Jingchuan's face didn't look very good.

For today, his Huizhou branch has been busy for five or six years. How many masters died before he came in. He saw the front of the mountain and couldn't climb it?

"Doesn't that mean we have to wait until that kid reaches the top?"

Looking at the names on the stone tablet that kept beating, Lei Jingchuan scratched his head and scratched his head. He was already here. If he was not qualified to even try, he would vomit blood.

Others also became agitated.

"Mystical weapons and mysterious weapons are just dead things. How can I wait for so many people to do nothing for them?"

An old man in gray clothes became agitated and rushed up the mountain again. As expected, he was hit and sent flying.

"Dead object? The divine weapon contains the power of heaven and earth, but it was just created under the guise of the hands of the armor masters like us. Who do you think you are, and you dare to call the divine weapon a dead object?"

Wan Chuan, who had been silent for a long time, sneered:

"Isn't it great to just open the meridians? Even if you change your shape, killing you with a magic weapon is like killing a dog!"

"you!"

The old man coughed up blood repeatedly, feeling shocked and angry but not daring to refute.

Naturally, no one paid attention to him at this time, and everyone looked at Wan Chuan: "Wan Lao, is there no way to forcefully break the restrictions?"

"The magic weapon has spirit. Even if it is a deficient magic weapon, even a master who has successfully refined the marrow cannot force him to recognize his master, let alone the destiny mysterious weapon?"

Wan Chuan held the forging hammer in his sleeve robe and sneered:

"You guys underestimate the Divine Weapon of Divine Luck too much. Not to mention you, even the King of Zhenwu of the imperial court, the leader of the Five Great Dao Sects and other giants from the 'God List' will never be able to force the Divine Weapon of Divine Luck to recognize their master!"

"this……"

Seeing that he had even brought out the divine list, everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but feel horrified.

Most people present's understanding of Tianyun Xuanbing was limited to legends, but the giants on the God List were like thunder.

Any one of them is an extremely powerful person who can intimidate thousands of warriors.

"The ancestors of the Divine Weapon Valley have been pursuing the Mysterious Weapon Hammer for a long time. Is it possible that they have no means?"

Some people looked at the people from Shenbing Valley. Gong Yangyu and others had no expression on their faces and just shook their heads.

"No way? I'm afraid it may not be possible."

Bai Jingchuan spoke at this moment and glanced at the three weapon-making masters present: "I heard that among the weapon-making techniques passed down from the Divine Weapon Valley, there is a blood-containing psychic technique..."

"That's just a way to increase the spirituality of the weapon."

Jing Shuhu shook his head. He had thought of it just now, but of course it was impossible to show it at this time.

"Yeah?"
To be continued...