Chapter 1417

Why not go up!

People thought they had heard wrong and looked at Yang Ping. Has this young man ranked 69 been hiding his strength?

If so, the young people entering the heavenly tomb may be more terrible than expected.

Minglun's face was stiff and looked at Yang Ping strangely.

He hides his strength?

It can't be true.

However, he has only sixty-nine talents. He is eighty-one. Although there is a gap, he will never be out of line with Tianting scholar. However, no one dares to doubt what Tianting scholar said, and no one is qualified to doubt.

"I don't know what you mean with this strength." Yang Ping said calmly with a smile.

Others may be in awe of Tianting scholars, but Yang Ping's tone is very ordinary, as if he were his peers. The person who heard this said had a cold back and said secretly that there was something wrong with his mind. He dared to disrespect the walking of the heaven. Maybe he would kill himself.

Seeing hope, Minglun hates that you want to die yourself. No wonder others.

Many people want to see Tianting scholar kill Yang Ping. They don't know why. They just think the competition without blood is not good-looking.

"Really?"

The scholar of Tianting smiled, showed his cold eyes and said in a deep voice: "in that case, I'll force you to fight. The world is so big that there are too few people who can be my opponent. After seeing your fight with Taoist Zun, I can't help but want to kill you myself."

Boom!

The terrible momentum broke out, and a silver white vortex appeared on the top of the Tianting scholar's head. The vortex appeared to summon the wind and rain in all directions, which loosened the rules on the second floor, even when the rules of the Tianting tomb could not be suppressed.

Everyone was cold.

This is not the strongest moment.

The whirlpool is like a black hole, swallowing all auras and turning the circle into a vacuum. However, when the scholar in heaven erupted, a powerful breath rotated, and then spread around him, sweeping all directions.

ah

Momentum rolled up thousands of waves.

The spectators, who were 100 meters away, were blown away by the momentum and hit the stone tablet hard. Their brains burst on the spot. Others turned out to be no better. Those with poor strength vomited blood and fell to the ground seriously. There are only a dozen people who can stand up in a breathing time. Most of these people barely stood and persevered.

Just by virtue of momentum, you can push all directions horizontally.

It can be seen that Tianting scholar is terrible.

Poor Minglun, the demon blood of the great demon family, recently, he suffered the most pressure, his feet trembled, his pupils burst out a golden flame and burned the void. Under the pressure of scholars, he burst out stronger strength and went further than in the tombstone building.

But it didn't work.

Minglun's face was ruddy. He barely held his breath and shouted, "how can I fall down." he caught a glimpse of Yang Ping and smoke standing naturally. It seemed that he was not affected and was deeply stimulated. Is a sixty-nine genius so much stronger than himself?

I'm not convinced!

Minglun roared again and again, and his eyes were bleeding, which stimulated more powerful power.

Finally.

His feet were firmly inserted into the soil. Under the pressure of scholars in the heaven, he was like a boat in the angry sea. He worked hard to support it and didn't fall down.

"You passed."

Yang Ping frowned and didn't like the aggressive momentum of the other party. Tianting scholar regarded the life of the weak as a mole ant and harvested it at will, which he disliked most. At least as a soldier, he has a heart of patriotism and love for the people. This will never change.

therefore.

Yang Ping is ready to take action.

At this moment, Ruyan suddenly stood in front of him, looked at the scholar in heaven and said, "why don't I have a try with you."

It's very casual, like smoking and chatting at home.

But it was the smoke that stood up. The scholar in Tianting looked dignified and his pupils were uncertain. Finally, he relaxed and said, "I'll give you face. Next time I see you, I'll never be merciful."

The momentum converges and the pressure dissipates.

Tianting scholar turned and left.

They walked around the gate of hell and deeply felt the horror of the scholar. This was mainly aimed at Yang Ping. If it was aimed at themselves, no one present could live. The smoke like interception was unexpected.

Yang Ping looked unhappy.

Ruyan said with a smile, "he is very strong. If you waste your strength, don't go deep, it's nonsense to save people."

Yang Ping took a deep look, like smoke, showing his fear.

This woman is terrible.

Who is the scholar of Tianting? He is the leader of the top holy land. I'm afraid even the leader of the second-class holy land doesn't have as much face as him. The master of Jiange Pavilion may not be able to defeat him. However, he looks very ordinary like smoke, but let his opponent retreat.

Others thought the scholar of Tianting was very powerful, but Yang Ping knew that Ruyan might be a more terrible person than the scholar.

Who the hell is she?

Yang Ping has raised Ruyan's status to a high level, but finally found that she underestimated her status, which is far more than ordinary people's imagination. Ruyan saw Yang Ping's scruples, showed a helpless smile, blinked his big eyes and said, "I won't embarrass you."

Yang Ping wanted to ask, but held back. If the other party wanted to confess, he wouldn't wait. Now, he wouldn't force people to be difficult. So far, he didn't feel a trace of hostility from Ruyan, and even helped him many times.

If you rely on the sixth sense to embarrass each other, it doesn't make sense.

Yang Ping said, "let's go."

They left.

Minglun stood where he was, his eyes were staring out, and he endured it all the time, so that he could feel a breath in his heart. When Yang pingheel disappeared like smoke, his throat was sweet, he spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and knelt on the ground.

Serious injury.

Minglun thought of the horror of the Tianting scholar, and was extremely afraid. He even wanted to leave the Tianting tomb. He thought that he would become the most dazzling existence when he came to the Tianting tomb. Unexpectedly, he met the Tianting scholar on the second floor.

"I will surpass you."

Minglun got up and left with his tired body.

Others looked at each other and dispersed one after another. As for those who can't afford to be seriously injured, no one cares about their life and death. If they can't walk, they will stay in the heavenly tomb forever. When they come in, it means regardless of life and death.

Time passed slowly.

Fewer and fewer people broke into the tombstone building. No one saw that the stone tablet finally gave loose. This time, it is not the change of ranking, but the stone tablet overflowed with wisps of colorful light, which is very weak, but it does exist.

A figure slowly appeared at the door of the tombstone building and gradually solidified.

Then he showed an old face, his eyes shone with wisdom, and his body was full of sacred breath. He was very old and dying, but it was his appearance that made the stone tablet loose.

"I haven't tasted such a pure breath of death for a long time."

Nicholas absorbed the breath from the stone tablet, showed a strange smile and muttered to himself: "fight, I'm just a passer-by, but soon I will become the master of the heavenly tomb."

"You finally came."

A dark shadow came out of the void, stood in front of Nicholas and said, "have you brought anything for the sixty year agreement?"

Nicholas took out a black box from his arms and said with a smile, "Tomb spirit, how can I forget our agreement."