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Chapter 689:Son of the Tyrant

“The challenge ends with the mountain.”

The old voice fell, and the ten stone pillars suddenly burst out a heavy light and went straight to the sky.

The ten pillars of light rose up in the sky, and covered the ten people in the pillar of light.

Within the pillar of light, Mo is far from the look, and countless lights enter the body of Mo Ran through the pores of the light column.

Then he turned away from his face, and he found that his realm was slowly improving.

The old voice this time with a little smile: "This is a small gift for you, can slightly improve your realm, the lower the realm of the people the better, the higher the ranking of the people more powerful, an hour time, you can improve as much as you see yourself."

Mo centrifugal moved, immediately sitting on the knee on the stone pillar.

The five-way body of yin and yang is running at full speed, absorbing the light at a super-fast speed.

At the same time, the soul of heaven is also full of operation.

The light of this pillar has the same effect on body repair, air repair, and soul repair.

Presumably this is the Heavenly Pavilion, considering that among the geniuses who participated in the Dragon and Feng List, there are all kinds of characters who have cultivated various avenue trails.

Under the full absorption, the state of Mo's departure is rising steadily and rapidly.

Whether it is "Yin and Yang Five-way" or "Soulway", it is the strongest practice in the world, so it can be said that the benefits obtained by Mo from the pillar of light are the best of ten people.

It also has to do with the first one.

A little look, the tenth pillar of light, the effect is almost one-tenth of his light column.

Even the second moon spirit, her pillar of light is only nine-tenths of the pillar of light.

The one-tenth gap is already huge.

The joy in the centrifugal, and indeed won the first one has no small benefit.

And the rest of the few people can only look enviously at Mo from that thick pillar of light.

Envy and envious, people are still crazy to stimulate their own practice, absorbing the power in the pillar of light.

Time slowly passes, and everyone's breath is steadily improving.

For those who have already half a foot step into Nirvana, this pillar of light can only bring them closer to Nirvana, but they cannot let them break through, because what they lack is not the realm, but the understanding of the power of life and death.

For others, the role of this pillar of light is even greater.

For Lin Wu, he has just broken through to the perfect state of the spiritual palace, and this pillar of light can help him to stabilize the state.

Bombed!

A powerful breath rose up from the sky, and on the eighth pillar, the disciple of the wind and thunder pavilion showed the joy of the face.

He also broke through to the realm of spiritual perfection.

The next moment, he quickly converged his breath and absorbed the power in the pillar of light more madly.

And Mo left, also in this pillar of light, quickly raised their own realm.

The power in the pillar of light is even greater than the promotion brought by his absorption of spiritual beings and the soul source in the heavenly soul lake, and I do not know what kind of power it is.

After an hour, the pillar of light suddenly disappeared.

He opened his eyes and passed.

In an hour, his realm is uplifted a long way, and the realm of the spiritual house is only one line away.

And above the soul, there is also a lot of refinement.

All-round promotion, so that Mo left extremely satisfied, does not lose his exposure of his soul-repair identity to seize the first position.

On the top of the ten stone pillars, everyone was showing their joy, and they all got a little improvement.

The next moment, the space slightly fluctuated, and he felt that he had only changed in front of him, and he returned to the first room.

There were only ten people left in the whole room, and it was the ten people who set foot on the stone pillar.

The other fifteen, apparently, had been eliminated home.

"Congratulations, you are the ten who stayed."

The old voice sounded in the room, and then a door opened in front.

"You are qualified to move on to the next phase."

He turned his eyes and fell on the open door.

Lin Wu walked to Mo's back, stood quietly, and at the same time watched the rest of the people around him, especially the Xiahou family.

At this time, it is difficult to ensure that they will not shoot.

However, Lin Wu is thinking more, after all, no one knows what the consequences of this time will be, if the celestial cabinet deprived of qualification, it will be a big loss.

At this point, no one thought about taking a shot.

"Come on, they're going a thousand cold, they're going out."

The moon spirit whispered to the wind thunder pavilion disciple next to him, and then the first one walked out of the door.

"We're going too."

Mo left the whisper, and then took Lin Wu across the door.

Outside the door.

Not from the look.

What caught his eye was a huge, large square tower with a few miles.

Below the high platform, the East, the West and the North each have ten figures, and the ten people are in the south of the high platform.

“This is...”

Mo centrifuges move, this is not an enlarged version of the arena.

“The Lord!”

Several happy voices sounded, and several figures flashed from among the other thirty.

At the same time, the people of the major gate quickly gathered together.

Chen Yun and Li Motian nodded to Mo and stood on both sides of Mo.

“Lin Wu, you...”

Chen Yun looked at Lin Wu somewhat surprised.

Lin Wu scratched his head: "Thanks to the little lord, I can break through."

Chen Yunha laughed, "Your boy is lucky, and it is easy to share with the young lord."

Lin Wu hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey, did not speak.

What he meant was, it was obvious.

“Less than...little lord.”

Tang Xiaoyu stood behind him, his voice small.

Mo left his eyes brightened, and then patted him on the shoulder: "Yes, it broke through."

The kind of soul that has just been broken in Tang Xiaoyu's body, and there is some soul breath that is difficult to control, and there is nothing to hide under this powerful soul force.

The spiritual realm of Tang Xiaoyu has been broken from the third-order peak to the fourth-order small.

“The last pillar of light helped me break through...”

With the appreciation of Mo Yi, Tang Xiaoyu was extremely happy in his heart, and his voice was slightly larger.

He paused, his voice suddenly sinking: “But Brother Li Kui...”

Mo Yi looked slightly embarrassed, and Li Kui was one of the nine people who left the League to participate in the Longfeng list.

He looked at me, his heart sinking.

Among the departing disciples beside him, there were only six, plus himself, who was only seven, that is to say, two were eliminated.

Chen Yun's face was heavy, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice: "It is the people of Xia Hou's family and the Chibi Zong."

Mo centrifugation is slightly cold, it is indeed the people of the Xiahou family, the people of the Chongzong are also in his expectation, after all, he controls only one section of Tiande.

"I was in the third room with Xiaoyu and Li Kui, and Xia Houyue and a Xia Hou family's disciples were also divided here, and there were two people in the Chongxiao Zong.From the beginning of the small world of celestial machines, they have joined forces to suppress the three of us.”

Mo left a slight nod, the voice cold: "Li Kui is eliminated by them."

Tang Xiaoyu clenched his fist, and for the first time, the voice became cold in the impression of Mo Wei: "Brother Li Kui was eliminated in order to resist the attack of several of them for me and Brother Chen."

Chen Yun coldly snorted, "But they also don't think about it, Xia Houjia and Chikong also eliminated one person, and finally let the wind and thunder Pavilion, and there are five people in the ten places."

Chen Yun's heart is heavy, among their group of people, there are five people, leading is Meng's innocence and the two hundred miles of wind, which is why each of them dares to provoke the wind and thunder Pavilion.

The two great heavens are divided into the same group, enough to suppress everyone.

"I've recorded these accounts."

The face is calm, but the sound is extremely cold.

Li Mo's face is a bit complicated, and he wants to stop.

Chen Yun's eyebrows were singled out: "Old Li, say anything straight."

Li Motian said softly: "We are the fourth group, there are only three of them, one of them is ... a thousand cold."

He looked at the other side of the high tower and the wind and thunder Pavilion, the look of a proud, but temperament is extremely attractive to the eyes of the young man.

Standing next to him is the spirit of the moon spirit of the dust, the surrounding wind and thunder and pavilion disciples, even Meng innocence and Baili wind are quite respectfully standing next to these two people.

Mo left the eyes of Li Motian looked at the past, and his heart was slightly embarrassed.

It was as if he had seen a fire, a fire of fire.

This man's angular face like a knife reveals endless fortitude and domineering, and the calm eyes contain the pride of who else.

It seemed to have noticed the eyes of Mo, and the young man looked over.

Notice the moon spirit pupil of this scene flashed a glimmer of interest, and whispered: "He is the first."

The young man’s eyebrows were slightly picked, and the corners of the mouth outlined a hint of an arc.

Bombed!

In his eyes, a golden flame suddenly appeared.

The heat!

The pupil condensed slightly, as if an endless flame had risen around him, and his body seemed to be in the furnace.

The hand stood up, a golden light from the pupil flashed, and the powerful soul force suddenly fell, destroying everything he felt.

The young man smiled faintly and withdrew his eyes: "It's funny."

Mo Yi also withdrew his eyes and looked at Li Motian: "He is very strong."

No one knew that at that moment, Mo and the young man had already collided.

Li Motian nodded awe-inspiring: "Naturally."

Chen Yun’s eyes narrowed: “Has he shot?”

Li Motian took a deep breath: "Our group can be said to be the simplest, because after entering the small world, a thousand cold and very simple punches, the goal is to everyone except the wind and thunder brothers..."

"As a result, only seven people survived."

Chen Yun’s eyes trembled: “So the seven people plus the three people in the wind and thunder pavilion are the ten people who get the quota?”

Li Motian nodded: "So we can climb the mountain quietly, and no one competes."

“He has always regarded himself as a rule-making person, and he is only showing that only those he admits are eligible for the quota, and even in the wind and thundercott there are many people who are somewhat dissatisfied with his domineering, calling him a son of hegemony.”

A low voice sounded, and the people of the departures frowned, looking at a figure that was coming towards them not far away.

Looking away from the past, a face so familiar that it could no longer be familiar appeared in his eyes.

Mo away from the huge shock of the look, some incredulous looking at that indifferent but unable to hide the smile of the mouth.

“Why are you here?”

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