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"Wuque, you said that, I feel as if I have infinite power, hurry up, I can't wait!"

Fang He screamed, and his tone seemed to tremble a little, as if he couldn't wait.

Such an expression naturally looked very funny, and everyone laughed out loud, and the atmosphere seemed to be much softer.

Ye Wuque knew Fang He's flamboyant personality very well, and he also smiled, but he knew that Fang He's way of joking could make everyone relax, less nervous, and more calm.

At this moment, the seven people no longer hesitated, with infinite power, constantly climbing up, and ran towards the treasure room that Ye Wuque mentioned.

Layers of blue cloud ladders passed under their feet, and in this infinite climbing, everyone gradually felt a kind of boredom.

The so-called looking at the mountain and running horses to death, although as long as you raise your head, you can see the brilliant sun above the infinite height, but the distance between them is simply indescribable, and it feels like you can't reach it even if you climb for a lifetime.

However, the six of them were all disciples of super sects. Even if they did not cultivate the power of the soul like Ye Wuque, their minds and wills were strong. No matter how boring this repetitive climbing was, it could not shake their determination. Swoosh,

swoosh, swoosh...

Seven figures flashed, and they stepped on the endless blue cloud ladder layer by layer, and it seemed that they were getting closer and closer to the treasure room on the first floor.

In front of Emperor Mountain, about a few hours after Ye Wuque and the other seven entered it, someone else came at a very fast speed.

This group of people reached more than ten people, all of whom had a strong aura, and all of them were from the three Qingming sects!

"Is this Emperor Mountain? It really lives up to its name. It is hollowed out and towering into the clouds. You can't see the end at a glance. It's so spectacular!"

The one who spoke was a person from the Qingming Palace. This person was one of the people who had obtained the inner disciple level authority in Fengya Pavilion before. His name was Yao Bixiu. Even among the younger generation of the Qingming Palace, he was an extremely outstanding genius, only second to Xie Xiliang.

"It is indeed magnificent, but the more so, the more we cannot let the people from the Holy Way of the Heavens and the Sword Tomb enter! Humph!"

The second person who spoke was also extraordinary. He was also a leader of the Qingming Palace. His name was Cheng Feng. Like Yao Bixiu, he was a genius who had obtained the authority of the inner disciple level.

This wave of more than a dozen teams from the three Qingming sects was led by the two of them, and the rest of the people all listened to the order.

"Brother Cheng, you are right. Brother Qingque has already ordered us to go to the Emperor Mountain. At this moment, Brother Qingque should have successfully entered the Emperor Mountain. Our position is very close to here. Except for Brother Qingque, I guess no one else's movements have been seen by us. In this case..."

At this point, Yao Bixiu's eyes suddenly bloomed with a cruel murderous intent!

"Brother Yao, do you mean that we stay here and kill the people from the Holy Way of the Heavens and the Sword Tomb?"

Cheng Feng's heart moved, and he suddenly realized it!

"That's right! With Senior Brother Qing Que's mysteriousness, if he is the first to enter the Emperor Mountain, then all opportunities will not escape his hands. It doesn't really matter whether we enter or not. We might as well take this opportunity to ambush the people of Zhutian Shengdao and Cangjian Tomb outside and kill them all. Then we can enter without any worries."

Yao Bixiu had an idea and seemed to have thought of the result. Looking at the dozens of disciples of the three Qingming sects around him, his confidence was infinitely high.

Because he knew that everyone was scattered in the ruins of Tianlan Zhenzong. If they wanted to come to the Emperor Mountain, there must be differences in distance and order. There would be first come first served, and they would definitely not come together.

"This is a good suggestion, hum! Then let's kill them happily. All the people from Zhutian Shengdao and Cangjian Tomb who come here must die!"

Yao Bixiu and Cheng Feng smiled at each other, with murderous intent surging. The other people from the three Qingming sects also showed cruel smiles. They thought they were numerous and powerful, and their numbers were enough to overwhelm anyone, as if they had already won.

In an instant, the dozen figures in front of Emperor Mountain dispersed, hid their bodies, and prepared to ambush and kill.

Soon, amid the cruel smiles of Yao Bixiu and Cheng Feng, a slender figure finally appeared in the distance.

"Haha! Someone came to the door so soon, and it was a person, there is no challenge at all!"

"Which unlucky guy could it be? I feel sad for him. He has such bad luck and rushed to die!"

"Humph! He might think that there is a great opportunity waiting for him. He probably never thought that there is hell ahead!"

The ambushed disciples of the three Qingming sects sneered and looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer with a kind of cruelty.

When the figure was clearly visible, all the disciples of the three Qingming sects saw the appearance of the person coming. He

was dressed in white, carrying an ancient long sword, with a handsome face and a slender figure, as if he was a young man from a noble family. He exuded a kind of outstanding demeanor from head to toe, and you would remember it deeply with just one glance.

The person coming was Feng Caichen!

"It's Feng Caichen! Feng Caichen, the son of sword from the Hidden Sword Tomb!"

"How could it be him? Could it be that he has always been alone? He has never met anyone from the Hidden Sword Tomb?"

After seeing clearly that the person coming was Feng Caichen, the disciples of the three Qingming sects present immediately became a little agitated, especially the disciples of Tianyahaige, because they knew more about Feng Caichen than the other two sects.

In other words, they had seen how powerful Feng Caichen was, and it could be described as unbelievable.

"It is said that Feng Caichen is only fifteen years old, but his sword skills are unfathomable. He is the son of sword chosen by the Heaven and Earth Sword Soul, the treasure of the Hidden Sword Tomb. He must not be underestimated!"

A disciple of Tianyahaige spoke up and transmitted the news he knew about Feng Caichen to everyone.

Obviously, some of the disciples of the three Qingming sects present were extremely afraid of Feng Caichen, the son of sword, and knew that he was difficult to deal with.

"Humph! So what about the Son of Sword? His sword art is indeed powerful. He can defeat the strong with the weak and fight against opponents of higher ranks. But when did we say that we want to fight him alone? If we all attack together, even if one person spits, he can be drowned. He only has a sword. How many people can he kill? As long as we work together and attack together, not to mention one Son of Sword, even three or five will surely die!"

Cheng Feng's voice rang out with a hint of sternness. The sound reached everyone's ears, and everyone immediately felt the surging murderous intent, and all the restlessness stopped.

"That's right! Even if he has a very sharp sword, there are more than ten of us. Will we be afraid of him alone?"

"Then wait until he is within a hundred feet, and then we will attack together and kill him. Don't give him any chance to fight back!"

"Okay! It's decided. We will attack together and make him have no chance to return!"

In an instant, all the disciples of the three Qingming sects formulated a plan to kill Feng Caichen. They stopped talking and stared at Feng Caichen silently, adjusting their own state to the peak, waiting for the upcoming thunder strike.

Five hundred feet... four hundred feet... three hundred feet... two hundred feet...

Feng Caichen was getting closer and closer, and there was only a little bit left before the hundred feet distance.

Just as all the disciples of the three Qingming sects were waiting for Feng Caichen to reach the last distance, Feng Caichen in white stopped!

He stopped at a hundred and fifty feet away from the hundred feet, and did not move forward.

One hundred and fifty feet away, Feng Caichen stood tall, and only heard the sound of a long sword humming, and he stood with the sword in his hand. His temperament immediately changed, becoming extremely sharp, like a peerless divine sword!

In front of Emperor Mountain, Feng Caichen encountered an ambush, and he drew his sword, ready to fight!

On the endless blue cloud ladder inside Emperor Mountain, Ye Wuque and the other seven people had been climbing up for several hours. At this moment, Ye Wuque's footsteps suddenly stopped!

"Look, the one above dozens of steps!"

Ye Wuque pointed from a distance, and the six people behind him immediately looked at it, and in an instant they saw a huge black door looming in the void, with an indescribable moist treasure light flashing on it!

"The treasure room! It must be the treasure room on the first floor. After climbing for so long, we finally got there!"

Fang He shouted with a joyful tone, and the others also had excitement in their eyes.

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咻咻咻咻...

At this moment, the speed of the seven people became extremely fast, and finally arrived in front of this huge black door.

Ye Wuque put down the hidden compass in his hand and said, "Yes, this is the treasure room on the first floor. There are ninety-nine rooms in it. Everyone who enters from the gate will be randomly teleported to one of them." Taking

a step forward, Ye Wuque placed his right hand on the pitch-black giant door. Just as he was about to try to push the door open, he was sucked into the pitch-black giant door with a whoosh!

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