The System Chose the Wrong Host, and My Path of Cultivation Went Astray

As a transmigrator, Zhou Heng possessed a heaven-defying talent and an unparalleled background—he was undoubtedly one of the most elite disciples!

However, what he didn’t expect was… th...

Chapter 242 Three Five Hundred Years Ago?

"I'll just wait for him to take part in the trial and take him in as my personal disciple!"

Xiao Tianyu smiled, and then continued: "If he fails, it depends on his luck!"

"Humph, he's just a Jianshan. What's the point of winning first place? He's still not that strong!"

"They are already 9th-star Immortal Kings, but you are still 5th-star Immortal Kings after all these years!"

"I really misjudged you back then!"

Taoist Niu just couldn't stand Xiao Tianyu at all.

"Can you two stop looking and be quiet for a while?"

At this time, the first middle-aged woman on the side glanced at the two of them and said, "If I didn't know, I would have thought you were enemies!"

"He is your uncle, don't go against him!"

"Yes, yes! Got it, uncle!"

Xiao Tianyu nodded, then looked at the image of Zhou Heng.

At this time, he had already reached three hundred feet.

"call!"

No, it's too difficult!

Each level is like being tempered by a mountain of swords, starting with a physical attack.

Now these immortal swords have actually begun to attack his soul.

Are they going to pierce themselves inside and out?

This is not a sword mountain, this is a place to kill people.

"Damn it, if I can't succeed, I'll have to waste more time."

Zhou Heng had originally planned to give up, but when he thought about the system's tasks, he found them so tempting.

It forced him to muster up his courage.

Keep climbing.

“Bang!”

“Wow!”

Every time a sword came up, he would bleed profusely.

He has been completely dyed red.