Mortal's journey to immortality

"interesting!"

Wang Lu couldn't help but praise in his heart. The Longshan people lived up to their name. They were shaped like a dragon, as tall as a mountain, with strong muscles. They had a strong and well-trained body. It was obvious at a glance that they were rare masters of both magic and martial arts.

As far as he knew, at the last Core Disciple Exchange Meeting, Longshan, who had just been listed as a core disciple, reached the top ten in one fell swoop, which was eye-catching.

In less than ten breaths, the sixteen core disciples started a fierce battle with various tactics. This time the fighting lasted longer than the first round, and it took a full stick of incense to end.

Five beasts, Xiang Feng, Tan Yu and other eight people were successfully promoted. What he didn't expect was that Xiong Jie from Bagua Mountain actually defeated Pu Wengang from Lei Jian Mountain at the last moment, who was said to have the body of a thunder sword once in a thousand years. It was extremely difficult and somewhat reluctant, but he still defeated the opponent and successfully entered the top sixteen.

The competition in the first group once again allowed everyone to see the unfathomable strength of the core disciples, as well as the heart-stopping miraculous skills and extremely rare mysterious phenomena, especially the phenomenon of four mountains, two gods, and two ferocious beasts. It was eye-opening and scary at the same time.

Everyone cheered up and the second group began.

On the first high platform, Wang Lu simply said: "Fu Tower, Tan Ming."

Longshan said with a carefree smile: "Junior brother, feel free to take action, senior brother, the strange beast Yun Longshan."

"Okay, please take the call."

Wang Lu admired Longshan's boldness very much. In order to respect his opponent and save time, he decided to let it go.

"call!"

The sky-supporting rod came to the hand in a flash. Suddenly, the entire high platform seemed to be unable to bear the weight, and faintly shook. The large array of green light blessing the high platform flashed sharply, and then returned to stability under a strong light.

When the sky-supporting rod appeared, Longshan's scalp was numb and his eyelids were twitching.

He had to use all his strength, maybe he could hold out a few more moves. He no longer had any hope of victory. Only when he was in the situation did he realize how advanced the opponent's strength was.

The nameless stick alone might not even be able to lift him with all his strength.

"what!"

He shouted loudly, and his shirt fell apart with a "click", revealing his rock-hard muscles, with several thick blood vessels beating slowly under the muscles visible to the naked eye.

"drink!"

He roared again, and the wind surged above the high platform. An ancient beast, the Pangolin, appeared above the head. When it saw Wang Lu with disdain, its blurry, anthropomorphic dragon eyes, which were larger than a bucket, were a little confused and confused. Trembling slightly, one of Longshan's magic tricks penetrated through his Tianling Cap.

Longshan's body instantly doubled in height and width. At the same time, patches of dark yellow dragon scales spread densely from head to toe, and soon covered his body, revealing only two black and white bloodshot eyes, and a black handle. The shiny long knife came into hand.

Such a scene made many monks in the audience stand on end, looking at him like a monster with surprised eyes.

"Haha, cross the mountain!"

Longshan clenched the black knife with both hands, laughed wildly, and thrust the knife towards Wang Lu with all his strength.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

A black blade instantly pierced out in a straight line, and the steady mountain-like void seemed to be penetrated by an extremely violent and sharp steel needle. Wherever the blade passed, the surrounding air surged at high speed, bursting out with bursts of extremely harsh sharp tips. Ming, the monks all around couldn't help but use magic to seal their ears to avoid damaging their hearing.

A line of swords flashed into view as fast as lightning. Wang Lu held the stick in one hand and struck forward gently.

"boom!"

The shadow of a pure golden rod struck the Dao Gang. The Dao Gang shattered upon contact, and the high platform shook violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoosh..."

Longshan slashed wildly with his heavy sword, and before he could take a breath, hundreds of swords, powered by huge power, surged towards the golden stick shadow that was heading down, and the space was constantly vibrating and exploding.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang..."

The swords and sticks intersected, making a deafening sound of metal collision.

With all his efforts, Bangying finally died in Daogang's encirclement and suppression.

"happy!"

Longshan was not discouraged and said with a smile: "Split the mountain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, "Shuashushushuashuashua..."

He danced the black knife wildly, and nearly a thousand thick and dazzling black swords shot out of the air. "Bang, bang, bang, bang..." The space was torn apart, and several tiny space cracks were formed and annihilated at high speed.

This move is so destructive that even ordinary Yuanying stage monks can only escape. Once caught in it, their skin will peel off even if they die.

Faced with the turbulent space flow like a violent storm and the glare of sharp swords in the sky, Wang Lu finally faced it squarely.

"what!"

He shouted loudly, clenched the sky-supporting stick with both hands, and swung out five sticks in the blink of an eye.

Only in a head-to-head encounter, the brave one wins.

Five pieces of golden light fell from the sky, filling all the space in front of the two people in an instant.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

There was a roaring sound, turbulent currents splashing around, and cracks everywhere, leaving many monks below dumbfounded and sweating profusely.

So damn strong!

In less than five breaths, the dust clouds on the No. 1 high platform cleared away. Wang Lu looked like a peerless master, looking at Longshan, which he respected not far away, with a gentle smile. The sky-supporting rod had disappeared, like a strand of hair. , returned to his hair.

Longshan returned to his original appearance, with a smile on his face, clasping his hands and saying: "Junior brother is superior in skills, and he is willing to be inferior. If you have the opportunity, come to my strange beast cloud, and you must treat him well."

"Senior brother, I have great love and righteousness, and I will definitely go there."

An almost invisible glimmer flashed across Wang Lu's eyes for a moment, and he clasped his fists.

"Haha, what an honor!"

After saying that, Longshan disappeared from the high platform.

In this battle, Wang Lu fought again and became famous. For a time, countless discussions and cheers arose.