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In the void, a huge green mountain hangs in the air, looking at the past from afar, like a blooming green lotus, countless earth qi hovers around, flying like dragons.

Such a green mountain is really vast and boundless, suspended there, as if filling the entire space of heaven and earth.

This is Qinglian Mountain!

At this time, in one place of the green mountain, a spiral qi rushed up, penetrating through the layers of earth qi barriers, until the thirty-sixth layer of earth qi barriers, the spiral qi energy disappeared.

Bang!

In front of the layers of earth and qi barriers, there was a young man, his body was like a small dragon circling, his eyes were as sharp as knives, staring at the thirty-six layers of earth qi barriers that had been pierced.

This kind of earth-qi barrier is condensed by the world-strong men of Qinglian Mountain, and it is the "touchstone" for testing the destructive power of martial artists.

The strength of each layer of earth-qi barrier is comparable to that of earth-level metal, and if you want to use the power you have stimulated, it can continuously penetrate to the thirty-six layers, which is already close to the lethality of the saint level.

"It's still close to being able to penetrate the thirty-six layers of earth-qi barriers, but it's a pity that ......" the young man shook his head and smiled stubbornly.

"Good. Jie Chen, the first of your battle master's nine kills, has already stepped into the door. After ten years of concentrating on cultivation in the battle camp, you finally lived up to the expectations that the Qingdian had placed on you. A deep voice sounded, as if coming from the far reaches of the sky.

"Master, after completing the 'Battle Camp Preparatory Battle', I will be able to return to the Green Palace, right?" the young man Ning Jiechen asked with a bow.

"This is inevitable, you are originally a person from the Qingdian. However, this time in the 'Camp Preparation', Wen Zhanyun and they will definitely not give up easily, and they will definitely send the strongest elite of the reserve to compete with you for the qualification of the Qinglian Mountain Stele Forest. You have to go all out, not only to win twelve in a row, but also to have the confidence to defeat the juniors in the camp reserve in one fell swoop......"

"Starting from your generation, our Qingdian team will completely surpass the lotus pond and the battle camp, and this seat has a hunch that the great changes in the ancient continent are coming. Qinglian Mountain needs a strong controller to survive this difficulty. ”

The deep voice echoed, filled with a mighty majesty.

"The strongest elite of the camp reserves, that's just me! As for Tu Han and them, compared to me, they are still too far behind. There are still a few days to go, and I want to let that group of guys understand that the real geniuses of Qinglian Mountain are in the Qingdian, not the group of reckless men in the battle camp!" Ning Jiechen clenched his fists and roared fiercely.

"Good. Jie Chen, you have to have this kind of confidence to win, but unfortunately, you only learned the first kill of the nine kills of the battle master, but with the qualification of Qinglian Mountain Stele Forest, it is nothing, prepare well......"

......

Isle of the Clouds, Camp of War.

In the continuous mountain range, there were constantly figures flying up, heading towards the base camp of the war camp.

"Commander Wen, reserve member Ning Jiechen did this kind of thing, wait for me to lead a team of brothers and take off his head. Hang it at the door of the battle camp, let the Sun Zi of the Qingdian take a look, our battle camp is amazing!"

"Hmph, reserve member, that Ning Jiechen is the dog of the Qingdian at all, he dares to participate in the 'Camp Preparatory Battle', and all the brothers in my first battalion will kill him!"

"Dry, dry, dry...... , lead the team into the Qingdian, let the old dogs in the Qingdian hand over Ning Jiechen, Lao Tzu will break him into ten thousand pieces!"

Today's base camp of the war camp has long been a mess, and the members of each battalion of the war camp have come one after another, and they are all angry about such things.

For a long time, the war camp has been responsible for the safety of Qinglian Mountain, fighting against the enemies of Tianzong, and I don't know how many geniuses and heroes have fallen.

However, for the sake of the qualifications of the Qinglian Mountain Stele Forest, Qingdian actually played such a conspiracy method, so that how could the members of the war camp endure it.

"Our camp has never done anything to the people inside Qinglian Mountain, and this time is no exception. Since their Qingdian thinks that they can get the twelve consecutive victories of the 'Battle Camp Preparation Battle', the deity is not worthy of them, just look at the genius cultivated by the deity, how to make the old guys in the Qingdian lose face!"

In the face of the righteous indignation of the members of the war camp, Wen Zhan Ying is words will definitely be able to snipe the conspiracy of the Qing Palace.

Then, in the secret room of the base camp, Wen Zhanyun heard that the deputy commander was not evil, and how the four Tu Han entered the country.

"Entering the realm is very fast, especially Tu Han's cultivation, which is close to the late stage of the king realm. But, old news, you also know that Ning Jiechen's turtle son comprehended the first kill of the war master's nine kills. I'm afraid that when the time comes, even if the four of Tu Han can win twelve games in a row, they may not be able to overpower Ning Jiechen's bastard in terms of record!"

Wusha gritted his teeth, among all the members of the war camp, the most angry was Suno Wusha.

Because at the beginning, it was Wuxian who felt that Ning Jiechen was extraordinary, and introduced him into the camp, but he never thought that it was a trap set by the Qingdian Palace.

"No evil, you don't have to blame yourself, it's no wonder you. If it were me, I would have introduced him into the camp when I met Ning Jiechen ten years ago. Wen Zhanyun patted Wuxi's shoulder and comforted.

He knew very well that Wusha felt very guilty in his heart, but no one in the camp would blame Wusha for this, this man was the best powerhouse in the camp.

"I don't know what Luo Ling is doing these days, is it really as he said, Qin Mo can play a vital role in the 'Camp Preparation Battle'?"

Wen Zhanyun thought secretly, but shook his head, time was too rushed.

In fact, Wen Zhanyun was also very optimistic about Qin Mo, but it had only been less than half a month since this young man joined the war camp, and no matter how amazing his talent was, it was difficult to raise his combat power to the strongest rank among the reserve members.

And Ning Jiechen, after cultivating the first kill of the nine kills of the battle master, was almost able to sit firmly in the first position of the reserve members of the war camp.

......

Meanwhile.

At the top of Qingfeng, Qin Mo was holding the [Crazy Moon Earth Que] and was fighting with Luo Ling.

Bang bang bang......

Luo Ling used a withered branch as a weapon, and between the swings, there was an irresistible entanglement of energy, like a huge quagmire, trapping Qin Mo's sword momentum in it.

No matter how Qin Mo used his sword skills, [Dao Nine Swords], [Ten Thousand Truths Dragon Slaying Technique], [One Feather Piercing Sun Sword Technique]...... , all the sword skills he has cultivated in his life have been exerted, but he still can't break free from this huge power quagmire, but he is getting deeper and deeper.

As for the [Phantom Heaven Drawing Sword Technique], Qin Mo didn't have a chance to use it at all, because this sword style required a moment of preparation, but when fighting with Luo Ling, Qin Mo didn't have time to breathe at all.

"What a terrible martial will! This is the will of Wu Zun, and it is also integrated into the battle intent attack technique, once it is relaxed, the surging will, the terrifying battle will sweep in, and directly crush the opponent. ”

While Qin Mo was fighting, his heart was also extremely shocked, this was the battle intent attack technique, which was perfectly integrated with his own strength, and exerted great power.

"Qin Mo, if you want to break free, you can only comprehend the first kill of the battle master's nine kills, condense the battle intent to the extreme, and make a gap. This is the only way!" Luo Ling pointed as he waved the dead branch.

From beginning to end, the battle lasted for three hours, Luo Ling was very leisurely, and his every move was like a leisurely stroll, this was the huge gap between Wuzun and the king of martial arts, like a chasm, insurmountable.

"To what extent, to what extent, is easier said than done. ”

Qin Mo secretly complained bitterly, and suddenly, the saber in his hand trembled, and he let out a sword groan that was different from before.

At this moment, Qin Mo's mind and the sword were strangely linked, and the long sword buzzed out, and immediately a circle of power merged at the edge of the sword.

When this sword pierced to the end, all kinds of forces actually completed the fusion, bursting out with a suffocating edge.

A soft sound—

The dead branch in Luo Ling's hand shook, shattered inch by inch, and dissipated into smoke and dust.

All around, the terrifying force field that was stagnant like a quagmire also disappeared in an instant, only Luo Ling stood there, staring at the young man not far away with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

"Is this sword the first kill of the battle master's nine kills?" Qin Mo held the sword, still immersed in the perception of the sword just now.

At that moment, all kinds of his own powers were almost perfectly fused, which Qin Mo had never experienced.

The power of the true flame, the power of the body, the power of the sword soul, the power of the battle will, and even the power of the divine soul are all integrated into that sword, bursting out with incomparable edge.

Even the master who swung this sword, Qin Mo felt a shock.

"Yes, this is the first kill of the Nine Kills of the War Master. However, you have just come to your senses, and you need to settle down for a few days, and in the next two days, you can meditate and meditate. ”

Luo Ling said this, with an inexplicable look of surprise, looked deeply at the young man, and the black ink sword, did not say anything more, and turned to leave.

In mid-air, Luo Ling flew far away before he turned back and looked at the top of the green mountain, the figure of the young man standing still, quietly contemplating.

"The first kill of the war lord's nine kills?, is that really the first kill?" Luo Ling muttered to himself, asking himself like this, and immediately laughed, extremely happy, "Interesting, Lao Wen This time, I really brought back a little monster, it's really interesting......"

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