Due to the energy surge, the Tianmu Mountains had three entrances, but at this moment, the three entrances merged into one, leaving only one entrance, and the people at the three entrances were forced to move, constantly converging towards the last entrance.
The sudden change made countless people frown. The old guys accompanying from the Sifang Pavilion also frowned with puzzled expressions.
"What the hell is going on?!"
"The rules of the Tianmu Mountains have not changed for hundreds of years. Why is it that today..."
Everyone was talking about it, and the people from the Sifang Pavilion were all frowning at this moment.
"What are those rats up to?" An old woman in a green robe in the crowd looked puzzled. "Such a large number of people, all gathered at one entrance, will definitely cause huge trouble. Aren't two places enough to satisfy their appetite?!"
"It seems that those rats have become bolder and have forgotten the pain they felt in the beginning."
An old man in a red robe at the side said slowly: "After the Tianmu Blood Pool is over, we will definitely report to the Pavilion Master and beat these rats."
As the crowd gathered, the entire entrance looked a little crowded, and the other strong men also looked rather gloomy.
However, they didn't have to wait long, as two figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the mountain range where energy was surging.
"This old man is Jinshi."
"I am Jingu."
Jinshi Jingu were wearing grey robes, and although they looked a little wretched, the powerful aura on their bodies, coupled with their ability to fly through the air, were enough to demonstrate their powerful strength, and many people guessed their identities.
"Due to some special circumstances, there will only be one road to the Tianmu Mountain Range this year. As for what exactly happened, we cannot tell you, so I hope you can forgive me."
Jin Shi said in a deep voice: "Of course, this incident was not caused by our clan, but it is completely out of our control, so everything that happens in the Tianmu Mountains later has nothing to do with our clan. However, I still suggest that you suspend this trip to the Tianmu Blood Pond and come back in three years."
"Come back in three years? I think you, the Gold-Eating Rat Clan, want to take all the ten places for yourself!"
"That's right, Jinshi. You, the Gold Devouring Rat Clan, occupy two fixed quotas every three years. This is already our greatest tolerance. You know, we have to fight hard for those two quotas every year, but you have fixed quotas every year. Now you want us to all withdraw. Do you, the Gold Devouring Rat Clan, really think we are easy to bully?!"
"Jin Shi, it seems that you have forgotten what happened back then."
Several powerful auras burst out, and eight figures, including the old woman and the old man, stepped into the air at the same time, looking at the Golden Valley of Stone and Gold.
The terrifying aura of the eight Dou Zong masters burst out, and even though Jinshi Jingu was a seven-star Dou Zong, he couldn't help but feel a little pressured for a moment when facing eight Dou Zong masters at the same time.
But it's just limited to pressure.
The one in front of them is just a Dou Zong. You have to know that the one just now was a real Dou Zun. How could they not understand what is more important?
"Whatever you think, this is all I have to say!"
Jin Shi glanced at the eight Dou Zongs with a gloomy look and said in a cold voice: "If you want to break through, then just come. If you die in there, I won't care!"
After saying that, Jin Shi took Jingu and disappeared from the spot, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.
The eight Dou Zongs looked at each other and frowned slightly.
"Could it be that there really were some problems in the Tianmu Blood Pond this time?"
"The Tianmu Blood Pond has existed for hundreds and thousands of years, and there has never been any problem. How come it has only appeared this year? In my opinion, it is purely because these rats want to fight for a place in the Tianmu Blood Pond alone!"
"That's right, I'm going to reserve one of the eight spots anyway, and no one can snatch it from me!"
"Go! Grab a spot, first come first served!"
Even though Jinshi Jingu's warning persuaded some people to withdraw, more people did not take Jinshi Jingu's words to heart at all.
What a joke, this kind of opportunity is rare. Cultivation is a matter of fighting against the heavens, fighting against the earth, and fighting against people. If they give up the opportunity because of a little difficulty, when will they grow into real strong men?
You don't dare to go, just let me do it!
A large number of independent cultivators and Douhuangs of small forces rushed into the mountains frantically.
The people from Sifang Pavilion, who were originally hesitant, were also aroused by this emotion at this moment. After all, the Tianmu Mountain Range only opens once every three years, and only the eight most outstanding people can enjoy the Tianmu Blood Pool.
As representatives of the Sifang Pavilion, they are naturally good enough compared to others, but if it comes to the next term, I am afraid they will not be the ones.
There are too many outstanding disciples in the Sifang Pavilion's sect. Those up-and-coming ones can grow to a level that surpasses them within three years. If that happens, they will no longer be qualified to participate in the Tianmu Blood Pool.
In other words, this time, the Tianmu Blood Pool is not only an opportunity for ordinary people and independent cultivators, but also an opportunity for the "geniuses" of the Sifang Pavilion!
"Two elders, I think difficulties and opportunities have always been complementary. Since this group of gold-eating rats said that this year's Tianmu Mountains are the most dangerous year, then I also believe that the opportunities in the mountains this year are the same."
Said the representative disciple of Fenglei Pavilion this year.
"good!"
"Bah!"
A clear and loud crane cry suddenly rang out from the distant sky, immediately attracting countless eyes from the surroundings.
In the distance, I saw a giant crane with a colorful body flapping its huge wings and flying quickly towards the Tianmu Mountains. The sunlight shone on its colorful feathers, reflecting a dazzling luster, which was extremely gorgeous.
"It's actually a seven-colored spiritual crane? Isn't this the mount of Miss Feng from Fenglei Pavilion?"
When everyone saw the colorful giant crane, voices of surprise suddenly rang out.
A huge colorful crane flapped its wings and came, bringing up a gust of wind in the blink of an eye, and appeared outside the Tianmu Mountains. For a moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the sky. The name of Miss Feng from the Fenglei Pavilion was very famous in the northern part of Zhongzhou. Many people knew that this girl had an amazing talent in cultivation, and was personally accepted as the closed disciple by the East Pavilion Master of the Fenglei Pavilion. It was said that she had the greatest chance of becoming the East Pavilion Master among the younger generation.
The strength of Fenglei Pavilion is considered to be among the best even in Zhongzhou. Whoever can control it will surely see his status soar. Therefore, when many people talk about this Miss Feng, they can't help but be envious. This level is difficult for ordinary people to reach even if they work hard all their lives.
However, although Miss Feng's strength is at the Douhuang level, she is still far from the peak of Douhuang. Coming to Tianmu Mountains at this time...
"Senior Sister!"
The Fenglei Pavilion disciple looked at the graceful figure on the colorful giant crane with respect, and there was some nervousness in his expression.
"Miss, why are you here?" The red-robed elder of Fenglei Pavilion also looked at Feng Qing'er in surprise. According to the estimation of the pavilion, Feng Qing'er is the representative of the next Fenglei Pavilion. What is going on today...
"My tribe asked me to come to the Tianmu Mountains to search for something."
Feng Qing'er did not fully explain, but the two elders of Fenglei Pavilion looked enlightened.
It turns out it's a clan matter, so it's okay.
However, the representatives of Fenglei Pavilion were a little curious.
The tribe...
"I also heard what the chief of the Gold-Eating Rat Clan said just now. I think Fei Yang is right. Our practice as fighters is to fight against the heavens, the earth, and people. Great opportunities are often accompanied by great crises."
Feng Qing'er did not say much about her mission, but spoke in a clear voice: "Although there may be a huge crisis in the Tianmu Blood Pool this time, there must be corresponding opportunities!"
"Besides, if fighters like us don't have the courage to face difficulties and move forward, how can we continue on the road ahead?"
Although Feng Qing'er's words were spoken by a woman, they were sonorous and powerful, reaching everyone's ears.
Those who can come to participate in the Tianmu Blood Pool are all talented young people from various forces. Almost all of them are young talents. Feng Qing'er's words instantly ignited their blood and their fighting spirit was high!
"Miss Feng is right. If fighters like us don't have the fighting spirit to move forward bravely, then we are destined to not go far on this road of fighting spirit."
"Miss Feng is right!"
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"Go, go, go!"
After hearing Feng Qing'er's words, those who were hesitating around her no longer hesitated and rushed towards the entrance of the energy tide, even the disciples from the fourth pavilion.
The two elders of Fenglei Pavilion shook their heads helplessly and looked at Feng Qing'er: "Miss, do you want to go in too?"
"Well, it's a mission for the clan. Two elders, you stay outside the mountains, and leave the rest to me. Don't worry." On top of the giant crane, Feng Qing'er glanced at the surging flow of people below, turned her head and said lightly to the two old men.
"Yeah." Hearing this, the two old men nodded immediately.
Seeing this, Feng Qing'er also smiled lightly. The battle for the Tianshan Blood Pool is a grand event held every three years in the northern region of Zhongzhou. Although her strength has not yet reached the peak of the Douhuang level and she will not participate in the battle for the position of the Tianmu Blood Pool, her strength is not weak compared to other peers in Zhongzhou. Even among those who came today, her strength is among the best.
Without hesitation, Feng Qing'er lightly tapped the crane's head with her toes, twisted her slender waist, and turned into a beam of colorful light, rushing out, following the sea of people, and stepping into the entrance of the energy tide.
The mountains were shrouded in thick fog, which was mixed with a slightly violent energy that greatly restricted people's vision.
But when Feng Qing'er stepped in, she was stunned by the scene before her.
This is just the beginning of the mountain range. According to common sense, all those who enter the mountain range will rush into the depths of the mountain to grab that spot.
But at this moment, what Feng Qing'er saw was a large number of people.
"What's going on?" Fei Yang followed Feng Qing'er and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and asked in a low voice.
Feng Qing'er didn't say much, frowned slightly, and took a step forward.
But it was this step that made Feng Qing'er's face change slightly. A hot, irritable and inexplicable pressure filled the space around them, as if there was a special force suppressing them.
She raised her leg again and wanted to take a step forward, but she found that a pressure was rushing like a tide. Under this force, Feng Qing'er was fine, but Fei Yang was actually restrained in place at this moment, unable to move at all!
Fine beads of sweat began to appear at the temples of the two people, and the fighting spirit in their bodies was consumed at an alarming rate. At this moment, Feng Qing'er and Fei Yang didn't understand that these people in front of them didn't want to leave, but were suppressed by this pressure and couldn't leave!
"What kind of pressure is this?"
Feng Qing'er was curious. Although she was not here to participate in the Tianmu Blood Pool, she was proud by nature and was completely aroused by the pressure.
With a delicate cry, her pupils turned into silver-green, and a deep green fighting spirit burst out from her body. There were faint flashes of silver lightning, and a loud rumbling sound that made people tremble violently.
With the explosion of fighting spirit, Feng Qing'er's speed increased slightly, and she stepped into the crowd that could hardly move.
"Who the hell are you, you bastard?!"
"This is not just Dou Qi pressure. This guy's Dou Qi strength is only Dou Huang. It is impossible for him to suppress so many of us with Dou Qi pressure alone. This is more of a soul pressure!"
"Such a strong soul pressure..."
In her ears, the sounds of disbelief and horror from the crowd rose one after another. Feng Qing'er raised her head following the gaze of the crowd, and a figure in a black robe came into her sight.
The figure had black hair and a black robe, a face as white as jade, and skin as white as snow.
He just sat cross-legged on a rock at the top of the mountain, looking indifferent, emitting a suffocating aura, and looking down at everyone.
Looking at that face, Feng Qing'er paused slightly, and a sense of familiarity suddenly emerged in her mind. After a moment, the face that was deeply imprinted in her memory overlapped with the person in front of her, causing Feng Qing'er's expression to change constantly.
"Lin Ran…"
Almost gritting her teeth, Feng Qing'er kept urging her Dou Qi, enduring the pressure that penetrated her soul, and shouted, "Why are you here? Haven't you already broken through to Dou Zong a long time ago?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone suddenly fell silent, and looked at them in astonishment. Even Fei Yang, who was standing behind Feng Qing'er, was a little surprised.
Senior sister actually knows this person?
Moreover, what does it mean to have already broken through to Dou Zong? Doesn't this person have the aura of a peak Dou Huang?
"Oh?"
Lin Ran slowly opened his eyes, and his indifferent gaze swept across everyone, finally landing on Feng Qing'er. He smiled faintly: "So it's you, little chick. It seems that I didn't educate you well in the beginning. Now that you see me, have you forgotten how to address me?"
"What, what's your name?"
As if she thought of something, Feng Qing'er's face suddenly turned red and she even stuttered when she spoke.
But soon, she noticed the blind spot in Lin Ran's words.
"Wait, the master?" Feng Qing'er widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief: "Could it be you!"
"No, this is impossible. Aren't you trapped in the Seven Star Dou Zong and unable to break through..."
(End of this chapter)