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The mountain peaks trembled and the rivers surged.

A terrifying coercion descended from the sky, suppressing the entire Jiulong Mountain.

This caused all the monks below Nascent Soul to tremble and stand there, not daring to move.

After practicing for so long, Lin Zijun has never been as domineering and arrogant as he is today.

In the Xia Kingdom, he had too many things to hide, and his cultivation strength and Divine Ability were completely unable to be used.

But here, he has no scruples!

In an instant, nine huge spiritual consciousnesses extended out, carrying monstrous rage, and rushed towards Lin Zijun.

"Where did the thief come from? He's looking for death!"

"I don't know whether you live or die, I will skin you and remove your bones today, and extract your soul to refine your soul.

Lin Zijun smiled sarcastically and allowed the nine divine consciousnesses to attack.

Then, an invisible sword suddenly formed between his eyebrows, whizzing out, and when the nine spiritual consciousness approached the whole body, it swept violently.

Just hearing a muffled groan, the nine divine consciousnesses broke through eight. Except for the most powerful Nascent Soul, the Dzogchen Divine Consciousness, which barely escaped the sword, the other eight people's consciousnesses were severely damaged.

As soon as they met each other, the nine leaders who had not yet appeared in Jiulong Mountain felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and their hearts were filled with horror.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

There were sounds of breaking through the air, and rainbows rushed over from the other eight mountain peaks, suspended around the highest peak, and transformed into Nascent Soul monks.

These people were united in coercion and struggled to resist Lin Zijun's oppression.

At this moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the wind was surging, as if the end of the world was coming. The mountain peaks collapsed and exploded, and a large amount of gravel rolled down and hit the river, causing huge waves.

"Who are you? Since you dare to come to Jiulong Mountain to provoke, why do you need to be secretive and dare not show your true colors?"

In mid-air, an old man in red robe who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul asked in a deep voice.

Lin Zijun glanced at his feet calmly, put his hands behind his back and said.

"You don't change your name when you are walking down, and you don't change your surname when you are sitting down. This is what Sun Xing is like.

"Sun Xingzhe?"

All the 700 Nascent Soul cultivators looked at each other in shock, none of them had ever heard of this name.

Not only have they never heard of it, but they have never seen anyone in the chaotic land of the Three Kingdoms whose spiritual consciousness can be so strong that he can even concentrate on it and turn it into a sword, which is really terrifying.

After a moment of silence, the old man in red robe cupped his fists and said.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, I don't know what I have done to offend Jiulongshan. Please explain it clearly. If you have something to say, please speak it out. Why bother to fight or kill?"

Lin Zijun sneered and twisted his toes slightly. An unnoticeable cold air seeped into the ground through the soles of his feet.

"Honestly, Mr. Sun has no enmity with you, but I have taken a liking to your place. If you are wise, pack up your things and get out, otherwise, the chickens and dogs will not be left behind."

What he said was extremely arrogant, leaving no face for the other party.

Immediately, the eight Nascent Soul monks were so angry that their eyes were about to burst and they were about to take action again.

But the look from the red-robed old man made everyone calm down.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, you are trying to force others to do something difficult for you. If Fellow Daoist likes this place, I, Jiulong Mountain, can give you the top spot. What do you think?"

"No matter what, Grandpa Sun likes spacious land and doesn't like to be crowded under the same roof with others.

Lin Zijun said wildly.

Even though the old man in red robe had cultivated his mind for many years, he was very angry at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, why bother to be aggressive? It won't do you any good if you really fight to the death.

Lin Zijun laughed.

"I'm just being aggressive, what can you do?"

He knew that the other party was stalling for time, and he just needed some time, so why not argue with the old guy and see how long he could endure it.

The old man in red robe had a gloomy look on his face.

The other party has reached a dead end, and there is obviously no room for relaxation.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and the surrounding air suddenly became a bit colder.

When the monks from all the peaks saw this scene, they were all shocked. They were all knocked on the door. The eight leaders were actually seeking peace. This was not in line with Jiulong Mountain's usual style.

Time passes breath by breath.

Lin Zijun stretched and yawned.

"Is the old turtle at the bottom of the mountain still feeling well? Grandpa Sun is already dozing off."

The expressions of the eight Nascent Soul monks all changed.

He actually saw it!

In silence, a black robe suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Oops, retreat now!"

The red-robed old man shouted loudly, and his figure disappeared in a flash, retreating hundreds of degrees in the blink of an eye.

Others did not react so quickly.

The six early-stage Nascent Soul monks suddenly noticed a cold air coming from behind. Before they could make any move, their consciousness gradually fell silent.

Lin Zijun didn't know when he was standing behind them, his speed was unbelievable.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

With one kick per person, he directly kicked the six Nascent Soul monks who were frozen into ice sculptures to the ground like kicking stones.

The ice exploded, and the blood-red ice crystals shattered into pieces.

The six leaders of Jiulong Mountain were all killed without even the slightest resistance.

In the distance, the two middle-stage Nascent Soul monks who had luckily escaped the disaster were horrified, with a look of extreme fear in their eyes.

They knew this person was very strong, but they didn't expect him to be so strong.

"Ah! Thief, die!"

Under the mountain peak, the leader of Jiulong Mountain, who was still preparing the formation, sensed that six brothers were killed in an instant, and the hatred in his heart erupted like a volcano.

At this moment, there was no time to activate the entire formation, so he was forced to activate half of it.

In an instant, the mountain peak shook violently, and a semi-illusory black dragon roared out from the mountain.

The aura of this black dragon was extremely terrifying. The moment it appeared, the sky was as dark as night, the earth was cracked, the rivers stopped flowing, and the mountains collapsed.

A red-haired young man wearing a bloody robe blasted away the ground, rushed out, and stood on top of the black dragon, his eyes gazing at the world.

The auras of the two seemed to merge together in an instant, making the aura of the red-haired young man far exceed that of an ordinary Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk, reaching the level of half-step Soul Formation.

Lin Zijun narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally showed a trace of solemnity on his face.

This is interesting.

Otherwise, you will always be abusing the food and there will be no room for performance.

The reason why Lin Zijun allowed them to delay was that he had to prepare for the ending.

On the other hand, it is to see if your true strength is enough to go to Transcending Tribulation.

"Roar!"

(bafd) A dragon roar resounded throughout the world, and the black dragon roared.

Lin Zijun moved, and the body hidden in the black robe immediately turned into a glass color.

Crystal clear, colorless and dirt-free.

Liuli Sect Earth Rank Low Grade Cultivation Technique, Liuli Dual Cultivation Technique, practiced to the extreme, both body and soul are extremely powerful.

He directly faced the black dragon with his physical body and punched him brutally.

boom!

There was a loud explosion.

Lin Zijun was like a cannonball, hitting the mountain wall hard and shattering a stone wall.

The huge black dragon flipped upside down and rolled hundreds of feet at the same time, leaving a clear fist mark on its forehead.

The red-haired young man Xue Lianzi's pupils shrank, and his mind stirred up.

This person not only has strong spiritual consciousness, strong coercion, and fast speed, but he is also so strong physically.

"happy!"

Lin Zijun stepped on the gravel, rushed out, and continued to bombard the black dragon with his body.

After beating back and forth, the most comfortable feeling is when the punches hit the flesh.

Boom boom boom!

Within a hundred miles, only continuous explosions and dragon roars could be heard near Jiulong Mountain.

After hundreds of rounds, the black dragon has become dim and illusory, so illusory that it may dissipate at any time.

A hint of determination appeared in Xue Lianzi's eyes, and he jumped up. The black dragon under him rushed towards Lin Zijun. The moment one person and one dragon came into contact, it exploded.

"I don't believe that your physical body can really surpass the Nascent Soul level."

Even a true half-step Soul Formation monk cannot resist the power of this black dragon's self-destruction.

The terrifying self-destruction swallowed up an area of ​​hundreds of feet in an instant.

The mountain peak collapsed and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Xue Lianzi's consciousness reached out, trying to find Lin Zijun's figure.

After a moment, he frowned slightly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"died?"

The only two surviving Nascent Soul mid-stage bosses quickly came to his side, with looks of fear and joy on their faces.

"Brother, we have finally killed this thief. What is the origin of this person to be so terrifying?"

"Fortunately, big brother is here, otherwise our Wulong Mountain would really be razed to the ground today."

The two of them spoke one after another, both thinking that Lin Zijun had died and that it was time to pop the champagne at halftime.

Xue Lianzi's expression suddenly changed.

"No, it's a scam!"

In an instant, the rushing Nanzhang River formed a thick layer of ice.

The ice spread extremely quickly. In just a few breaths, all nine mountain peaks were frozen into icebergs, and continued to spread to a radius of hundreds of miles.

A man with a bare upper body appeared on the top of the iceberg. The cold wind blew, and his loose black hair moved with the wind.

The sun shines down, shining on this man's strong body carved with jade, making him look like a Vajra Bodhisattva.

Xue Lianzi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he lost his voice in horror.

"Ice-Sealing Technique, Glazed Body, you... you actually know the Apex Level techniques of the Snow Domain Sect and Glazed Sect. Who are you?"

The Sun Wukong mask on Lin Zijun's face has long been destroyed, revealing a young and handsome face.

No one present recognized this face.

Xue Lianzi had been in the Immortal Cultivation World of Xia Kingdom for hundreds of years. Not only had he met all the Nascent Soul monks of Xia Kingdom, he knew at least most of them.

But the person in front of him, from his appearance to his aura, to his Divine Ability, was extremely unfamiliar to him.

Lin Zijun didn't answer his words. He opened his mouth and spat out, and a black and white bead appeared in front of him.

“Fellow Daoist, please hit the road!”

Between heaven and earth, the scene of hundreds of miles of ice was like a mirror that exploded with a crack.

The broken ice that collapsed in an instant shrank sharply, comparable to a million weapons, and focused on stabbing Xue Lianzi and the three of them.

Xue Lianzi's scalp seemed to explode, and all the hairs on his body were counted down. He let out a low roar, and a sea of ​​blood surged up around him, turning into a blood tornado, wrapping the three of them tightly.

Click, click, click...

A series of explosions occurred one after another, and countless pieces of ice melted into the blood dragon circle.

Half a quarter of an hour later, when everything returned to calm, only a hundred-foot-high bloody icicle was left between the sky and the earth.

Lin Zijun pointed on the black and white beads, black to yin, white to yang.

A ray of sun fire fell on the icicle.

In the blink of an eye, the ice and snow melted, leaving only two storage rings and a scarred body.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Zijun's eyes.

He is not dead yet. He is worthy of being a Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk. His vitality is tenacity.

He flashed and came to Xue Lianzi, reaching out to grab his Nascent Soul.

"Fellow Daoist, stop it. I am willing to trade a huge secret for my life. Please show mercy."