Ling Hao is sitting on the chair below, drinking a little wine.

After thinking about it carefully, he has to join a force after entering the immortal state. Only through such tempering can he make his strength more refined.

I don't know for a long time, only heard one: "392."

"392."

Ling Hao slowly walked onto the stage, and suddenly, he felt the countless glances sweeping.

Looking at the purple stone in front of him, Ling Hao walked slowly.

Zijin stone is also a force measuring stone, which is extremely hard. It is made by the strong and is specially used to test the strength of monks.

"He's the only one who's on the court. He's better than my mighty devil?"

Xiao Wuji despises a smile and whispers to himself.

He didn't know yet. His words were heard by three elders.

Elder can Jian stroked his beard and said with a smile, "it seems that the young people on the stage have some festival with Xiao Wuji."

The elder bajian said in a deep voice: "it seems that this is right, but in a word, this man seems to be very indifferent. There is no tangle in his face."

"It's calm." The sword elder looked at Ling Hao on the stage and said slowly.

"Xiao Wuji hit 80 million yuan with one fist. How much can he do?"

The elder of the remnant sword sighed: "the force measuring stone can bear 100 million force at most. If it goes beyond this limit, it will be smashed directly."

"Xiao Wuji's Hercules is very good. If I could, I would like to take him as an apprentice."

Linghao's mouth is slightly raised. Since he wants to join forces, what's the harm of highlighting some?

The golden light of the holy body soared, and it was hit with a fist. The endless magic power rushed out and landed directly on the dynamometer stone.

Boom!

The force measuring stone was smashed into flying ash.

In a short moment, a blow broke the force measuring stone that can bear 100 million force!

Qi Qi, the three elders, stood up, and his eyes were shocked.

"This son..." The sword elder smashed the table with one hand, his beard shook wildly, and his eyes were glowing.

"Can you see his physique?" the elder asked in surprise

"Not yet. I just saw a golden light flying out of him." Elder Yu Jian has a complicated face.

Their conversation continued.

But it's boiling here.

Chen Nan and Meng Rou look at each other and smile.

Ling Hao's strong, they have already had psychological preparation.

But other people are different. They set their sights on Ling Hao.

There are tens of thousands of people here, even though they are not alone. There are many voices of discussion and exclamation, just like the tide.

"Who is he? He broke the dynamometer stone with one blow. Here, here Is it still human? "

"Immortal, it's my God. I think Xiao Wuji is already excellent, but compared with his strength, he can't compare with him at all."

"If such qualified practitioners join Tianjian mountain, they will be treated very well."

"The first place is rich in treasures. There are weapons, defensive magic weapons and elixir. Do you think this person will be the first place?"

"What do you think? There are four more games in the back. He just started."

Xiao Wuji saw this scene, hoping to find a seam to drill in, and his face was red.

He is a powerful God and devil, so his strength is amazing since he was young. Originally, he thought that he was the uncrowned king in this test.

But I never expected that there was someone more powerful than him. He broke the stone with one blow!

"It's you again. You're not far from death. When the Tianjian meeting is over, you'll die!"

Xiao Wuji gnashes his teeth and his eyes are full of resentment.