Chapter 348

"It's not a matter of daring or not, he is also a disciple of the Holy Academy!" Duan Wudao said carefully, his face extremely serious.

"Oh?" Qi Luo stroked her hair, then sized up the white-robed man, "I've never seen it before!"

"Of course you haven't seen it, and I was just lucky enough to see it once!" Duan Wudao touched the tip of his nose nervously, "He was a disciple recruited by the last Holy Academy ten years ago, and in terms of seniority, he is our senior brother! "

Qi Luo exhaled in surprise, her eyes suddenly changed.

In the current holy courtyard, it is rare to see old disciples from the past, because all successful warriors have entered the holy battlefield trials.

Ordinary geniuses can enter the holy battlefield after four or five years of training in the holy courtyard, and some people with excellent talents can basically enter the holy battlefield in one or two years.

Therefore, when the new batch of disciples came to the holy courtyard, they basically could not see the seniors, unless they occasionally came out of the holy battlefield.

And the appearance of this white-robed man meant that some old disciples of the Holy Academy also came out of the Holy Land battlefield and wanted to enter the Immortal Mountain.

"He's from your South Courtyard?" Qi Luo asked with bright eyes.

Duan Wudao nodded, "This person is also a peerless genius, from Dongzhou, named: Sikong Yun!"

Swish! On the boulder next to him, Lin Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

When the white-robed man appeared, Lin Yi had been in a state of cultivation. He had seen such arrogant people a lot, and Lin Yi would not be surprised. As long as he didn't offend him, Lin Yi didn't bother to pay attention.

However, when Lin Yi heard this name, he couldn't calm down instantly.

Lin Yi stopped practicing, and turned his eyes to the man in white on the Storm Beast. Looking at his face, he was indeed somewhat similar to Sikong Xuanyuan.

Sikong Yun, the second prince of the Ming Dynasty, can be regarded as Lin Yi's half elder brother!

Once upon a time, Sikong Yun was also a legendary genius in the Ming Dynasty. He entered the Holy Academy at the age of twenty. His current cultivation level is hard to guess, but it is undoubtedly very strong.

Before Lin Yi appeared, Sikong Yun could be regarded as the number one genius of the Ming Dynasty over the years.

"Why, you are not convinced?" In mid-air, Sikong Yun stood on the Storm Beast, a little impatient, and with a finger, a force popped out, flying out at an extremely fast speed like lightning, instantly smashing the A talking middle-aged man impaled.

The man's eyes widened, and the moment the stellar energy was broken, his body also exploded, and his blood and bones were shattered into pieces.

This person was at the second level of the Holy Realm anyway, but he couldn't stand Sikong Yun's casual finger.

The few timid ones immediately flew away and left the mountain.

"Anyone who doesn't want to die, get out!" Sikong Yun shouted angrily, his aura covering the entire mountain, making everyone breathless.

Everyone fled in all directions immediately, no one dared to confront this strong man head-on, and left the mountain one after another.

After a few breaths, Sikong Yun shot again, the storm beast under him roared, and then swept out its huge tail, even if it swept away a few slow warriors, its body was smashed to pieces.

A few warriors who had no time to escape were also trampled to pieces by the storm beast, and then they all flew away with a flap of their wings.

Finally, Sikong Yun noticed Duan Wudao and the others, jumped off the Storm Beast, and landed in front of everyone, "Are you disciples of the Holy Court?"

"Senior Brother Sikong, we are disciples of the Southern Academy!" Duan Wudao was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, he saluted hurriedly, and replied.

The other disciples also lowered their heads one after another and shouted in unison: "Hello, Senior Brother!"

Sikong Yun smiled coldly, "When I'm resting, I don't like people around me, so get out too!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn't expect Sikong Yun to be so cold and arrogant.

"Why, don't you think that I won't dare to kill you if I'm from the same sect?" Sikong Yun's complexion immediately softened, and there were two terrifying killing intents in his eyes.

No one dared to doubt that this Sikong Yun would really do it!

"Senior brother, don't dare, let's go!" Duan Wudao smiled apologetically, and hurriedly ordered his disciples to get on their mounts, and fled in a panic.

Qi Luo also rode on the Flying White Tiger, flew onto the big rock, and pulled Lin Yi who was in a daze, "Come up quickly!"

Lin Yi's eyes were still staring at Sikong Yun, with a hidden chill in his eyes.

Qi Luo became anxious immediately, and pulled Lin Yi forcefully onto the mount with both hands, and then flew into the sky.

The many warriors who were chased away by Sikong Yun had to spread out on the nearby mountain peaks, with lingering fears in their hearts.

Duan Wudao and the others continued to fly north, and also found a small mountain peak, and stopped temporarily.

Overnight.

The next day, early in the morning, many warriors had already set off to the Immortal Mountain.

Duan Wudao and the others also woke up early and got on their mounts.

After another half day, they finally arrived at the foot of the Immortal Mountain.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the entire Immortal Mountain looks like a huge boulder that fell from the sky, hitting the ground hard, and there are huge ravines that were shaken open all around.

Moreover, the entire Immortal Mountain is surrounded by black air and smog, and the top of the mountain cannot be seen at all, and once you step into it, it is like entering a maze.

Many warriors have already rushed in, looking for the legendary treasure of the Great Emperor.

The earlier, the greater the opportunity, and of course, the more dangerous. If you are not careful, you will become a stepping stone for others.

Moreover, those who enter the Immortal Mountain, there are many strong people above the fifth level of the Holy Realm, and others naturally dare not act rashly.

"Do you want to go in?" Standing at the foot of the Immortal Mountain, I felt the coercion and evil spirit like heaven and earth, which made Duan Wudao and others hesitate.

"Since we're here, let's go in and have a look. It's a big deal, we don't go deep!" Qi Luo suggested.

"Yes, as long as you don't enter the depths of the Immortal Mountain, you will definitely not encounter powerful monsters!" Duan Wudao nodded.

Everyone also nodded, eager to try.

"Master Lin, what do you think?" Qi Luo looked at Lin Yi.

"Let's go!" Lin Yi said two words lightly, and then rushed towards the Immortal Mountain.

The crowd followed up, faintly centered on Lin Yi, after all, Lin Yi was the strongest among them.

The entire Immortal Mountain is like a huge bowl, with a basin in the middle, surrounded by continuous mountains, enveloping it as a whole.

And everyone will climb up these mountains and move closer to the middle.

After entering the mountain road of Immortal Mountain, climb all the way up, because the mountain range is so high, even in the holy land, it takes half a day to reach the height of the mountain top.

The holy beasts in the Immortal Mountain are even more powerful, and they have been attacked by demon energy since their birth. All of them are very fierce and full of hostility, and they rush up to kill anyone they see.

Fortunately, these holy beasts were only level three, and they were easily dealt with by Lin Yi and others. They didn't encounter anything powerful along the way.