Chapter 352

Fu Tian is stunned, and then suddenly raises his head. His eyes are full of excitement and he looks at the person in front of him. He was wrapped in the fog, wearing a bronze mask, only showing a pair of eyes.

The bronze mask has changed a lot. It looks very strange. Fu Tian couldn't see his accomplishments clearly, and his appearance could not be distinguished. But instinctively felt a crisis.

Obviously, if this person wants to kill him, he doesn't even have a chance to fight.

"Master!" Fu Tian kneels on the ground in surprise and starts to kowtow.

Meng Xuan covered up his original voice, looked at him and asked, "Why are you waiting for me?"

Fu Tian said: "master, you have seen the situation in my body. I want to learn from you. I hope you can give me some advice."

There was no expression in Meng Xuan's eyes. Looking at Fu Tian kneeling on the ground, he said, "why should I help you?"

Fu Tian is stunned, and then suddenly reacts. Yes, I have no relationship with him. Why can he help me? But now, he doesn't want to miss this opportunity at all. He also went into the huangquan River and knew the horror of the huangquan river. A person who can survive in the huangquan river is either gifted or strong in cultivation.

Whatever it is, it can help him.

"Master, as long as you help me, I can ask my father to lead you to become the guest minister or even elder of huangquan sect. Our Tianya Fu family is very old. " Fu Tian said, "the inheritance is very long. It existed in ancient times. There is also a legend that our Tianya Fu family has influence in the endless star field and beyond the Baidi continent. Many killers in the gate of hell are trained by our Fu family. "

The gate of death

Meng Xuan's eyes flashed with cold light. He was just about to find out the details of the ghost gate.

But he did not immediately agree, but looked to the distance. Thousands of miles away, there are nine peaks rising from the sky, standing between heaven and earth. That is the nine peaks of huangquan. As long as you can break into the nine peaks of huangquan, you can become a guest minister or elder.

In front of the nine peaks of huangquan, there is a huge abyss, and the darkness is indistinguishable. The tributaries of the yellow spring flow there. On the abyss, there is an ancient bridge across the two banks.

Naiho bridge!

If you want to enter Jiufeng, you must take Naihe bridge. But over the years, only a few have succeeded. One of them is Fu exhibition 300 years ago.

"The nine peaks are not simple." Meng Xuan said, it presents a mysterious situation, in which there are several powerful breath looming.

"That is the nine peaks and Naihe bridge of huangquan. If you can walk safely, you can become the guest minister and elder of huangquan sect. But it's been more than three hundred years. " Fu Tian said.

Meng Xuan didn't speak. He looked at the nine peaks of the yellow spring again, and suddenly his eyes contracted. Because in the nine peaks of the yellow spring, he felt the breath of the Vientiane Sutra. There once appeared an old monster who was about to gather the spirit, and was about to turn into ancient gods. Look at the breath. It's been gone for a long time, but it's still there.

Undeniable Hongmeng's body is self resuscitated, fighting against that breath.

"There... Were powerful people." Meng Xuan's hand pointed to the ninth peak, "it's about to condense a divine personality."

Fu Tian was so shocked that Huang quanzong had accepted many amazing figures for so many years. Some of them are even similar to the cultivation of Zhang Jiao, but Meng Xuan is the only one who can see the mystery of the ninth peak at a glance.

Fu Tian is more convinced that this man is a senior.

"Who is he?" Meng Xuan asked.

"The ancestor of the yellow spring, but he has been missing for a long time. And the ninth peak, no one has ever been able to go up. Up to now, the ninth peak is also empty. " Fu Tian replied respectfully.

Meng Xuan is thinking, suddenly a man comes from a distance. It's Fu Jin, Fu Tian's father. When he saw Meng Xuan, he was stunned. Then his voice became cold: "who are you and why are you here?"

Meng Xuan looks at Fu Jin. His accomplishments are similar to those of killing gods in huangquan. They are all figures in the world of Niwan.

Meng Xuan pointed to the ninth peak and said, "I want to have a look at the ninth peak. If I can agree, I will take care of your son's injury."

Fu Tian was overjoyed. He quickly stood up and said to Fu Jin, "father, this is the senior figure I told you, who appeared from the deep pool."

Fu Jin pulls Fu Tian behind him and stares at Meng Xuan coldly. The two men's eyes were fighting in the void. This man's cultivation was very powerful, and his power was earth shaking. He came to Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan smiles a little, and a ray of light blooms behind his head. The Immortal King's divine power only releases a wisp of light, and he pushes away Fu Jin's divine power. Fu Jin Mou son a Lin, can't help but back three steps. In my heart, I was a little shocked. The divine power that bloomed on him was terrible. This kind of pressure was only encountered in the face of Zhangjiao.

Is he a master at the same level as Zhang Jiao?

"What do you call it?" Fu Jin asked in a polite tone.

"Ye Xuan." Meng Xuan said, using the name of the man he met in the four-dimensional and half empty sky, "I want to go to the ninth peak to have a look. Can I?"

Fu Jin hesitated for a long time, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Naihe bridge doesn't want to go up. It's very strange. If it's not good, it will die. Besides, you are not a member of the Fu family, and you are not qualified to go up. Even if I agree, other veins will not agree, unless... "

Meng Xuan looked at Fu Jin with a smile but not a smile: "say it."

Fu Jin said: "it's the once-in-a-hundred-year ceremony of huangquanzong immediately. People will come to the gate of hell, Hunyuan Xianting, dark temple, holy heaven cult, and even the hundred demons battlefield in the Sixth District. At that time will be held will be martial, but Fu Tian's injury, absolutely not the top three. If you can become Fu Tian's master, and cure his injury, let him take the first place, I will strive for a quota for you

Meng Xuan chuckled: "Mr. Fu is a good abacus. Your son has no loss, but for me, he has paid a lot."

Fu Jin stares at Meng Xuanhao's meeting: "you think you are also an expert of one side. If you really have the ability, this small matter is not a small thing for you?"

"How long will the ceremony be held?" Meng Xuan asked.

"Half a year."

Half a year is enough. Fu Tian's talent is not bad. He has great potential. Otherwise, he would not be called the most potential person in huangquan sect. It's just that his injury is so serious that he is gradually surpassed.

Meng Xuan then said, "can you guarantee that all the people who participate in the meeting are monks under Niwan Dajing? As long as you can guarantee, I have confidence to let Fu Tian win the first place. "

"They're all people of the level of angry eye King Kong." Fu Jin said.

"OK, leave it to me, but I will not accept him as an apprentice. I will only teach him for half a year. In half a year, I will climb the ninth peak, and then I will leave." Meng Xuan looked at the ninth peak, where there was once an old monster with a concentrated spirit, which absolutely contained a great secret.

Fu Jin takes a deep look at Meng Xuan and then retreats.

Fu Tian looked at Meng Xuan excitedly and said: "elder, my biggest opponent is the gold medal killer of the gate of hell, the king of the hundred demons battlefield, and the son of Hunyuan Xianting elder. The rest of me is Bhutan

"Will all the masters come?" Meng Xuan asked.

"Metropolis, especially Xiao Huangji in Hunyuan Xianting, is said to be a super beauty. Anyone who wants to win her heart will die." Fu Tian's eyes are full of yearning.