C63

Chapter 63 - The Holy Mountain

It only took a few minutes for them to complete this task, and they continued on their way.

In less than two days, the four of them arrived at the foot of the Sacred Mountain.

Beiming Lan Yue, BeiMing Chu, Bei Mingfeng and the rest all raised their heads at the same time to look at the majestic mountain peak in front of them, which gave off a feeling of insignificance and invincibility.

Beiming Lan Yue took a glance and said indifferently: "As expected of the number one colossus in the Caledonian dynasty, you sure are impressive."

Regarding this, Bei Mingfeng and BeiMing Chu were noncommittal, but Ling Zhuyue's gaze was indifferent, to her, a person from a large sect in a large city, Sacred Mountain was not a place that she liked.

"But that's all." Beiming Langyue's words changed.

"Who is it? You dare to wander around the Holy Mountain without permission. " Within a few breaths, a cold shout could be heard. The shout was filled with a haughty attitude as if the heavens were looking down upon the world.

Soon after, several rushing wind sounds could be heard. A few figures quickly appeared above the four people from Beiming Lan Yue's group. It was obvious that these were the people who had just exited.

The few of them did not have high cultivation bases, but they were only on the verge of reaching the Yellow Bamboo Realm. It was likely that this was not a core disciple of the Sacred Mountain, but this did not stop them from being born with the pride of being superior to others.

Seeing that Beiming Lan Yue and the other three did not answer, and had no Elemental energy fluctuations on them, the leader became unbridled and said angrily: "Where did you come from? Go away quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless, the Holy Mountain is not a place for ants like you."

Beiming Langyue looked at the bullying clowns, and said lightly, "I hate people standing above me."

With that, he waved his hand and boundless elemental energy surged out like a waterfall. The few people who had been standing aloof immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang ~ ~ ~"

Only a few banging sounds could be heard. Other than one person standing in the air in a daze, the rest of the people fell to the ground like dead pigs, blood flowing everywhere. It was as miserable as one could imagine.

The leader, Luo Kong, was the most miserable. Although Beiming Langyue had held back, she had not shown any mercy. Not only did Luo Kong's arms and legs were broken, all his ribs were broken.

Miserable screams came out from Luo Kong's mouth one after another. His face was twisted with a twisted expression, but he still shouted arrogantly: "You little bastard, you actually dared to hit me, I am the Disciple of Holy Mountain, just you wait, you are dead, I will make you live a life worse than death."

Bei Mingfeng's gaze turned cold, and killing intent surged in his eyes. With a light flick of his fingertip, an energy even stronger than that of Beiming Lan Yue's earlier was instantly infused into Luo Kong's body. Luo Kong's face was immediately filled with fear, and before he even had the chance to scream, he instantly turned into a bloody mist and dissipated into the air.

"AHH!"

Initially, Beiming Lan Yue had wanted to keep him to call the old fogey called Feng Mian over, but she never thought that she would be so timid. Forget it, Luo Kong's miserable screams were so loud, it probably wouldn't be long before countless Disciple of Holy Mountain came over.

The reason why the four of them did not go up the mountain was because this was merely a personal grudge between them and Feng Mian. If they went up, then it would be a grudge between the four of them and the Holy Mountain.

At the same time, cold shouts came from afar: "Who is so bold as to trespass into my sacred mountain, kill my Disciple of Holy Mountain, trespass into Sacred Mountain, and kill my Disciple of Holy Mountain!"

As the sound of his voice faded, hundreds of figures appeared in the sky. Each of them was filled with killing intent as they stared down at Beiming Lan Yue and the other three from a high vantage point.

It seemed like the mission this time was not that easy to achieve. Just by looking at the attitude of the ordinary disciples of the Sacred Mountain, one could tell that the Sacred Mountain was extremely protective, and Feng Mian did not look that easy either.

They looked at BeiMing Chu and the other two, only to see that their eyebrows were knitted for a moment, and the events that had happened in the span of a second, had completely relaxed.