After the hunchbacked old man won, the thin late-stage old man in Jindan just now spoke: "Who else wants to compete for the qualification to get close to the road well?"

No one looked at me or I looked at you, and no one spoke.

At this moment, Lin Hao suddenly stepped out.

"I!"

The moment Lin Hao's figure walked out, everyone's eyes were gathered on him.

Most of the cultivators in front of them knew each other, after all, they were all cultivators of the same level! But after the face of a stranger like Lin Hao appeared, these cultivators not only started to discuss it.

"Who is this guy?"

“Where did it come from?”

"It seems like the first time I saw him."

While they were talking, Lin Hao had already stood up.

The thin old man in the late stage of the Jindan had already realized that Lin Hao was strong. When he saw him stand up, he said aloud: "Fellow Taoist, how dare you ask what your name is?"

"My name is Lin Hao."

"Fellow Daoist Lin, this Taoist well is owned by all of us! If you really want to get close to that Taoist well, you must surpass the ones present! Everyone present stayed after the competition! As for you, if you want to be like us, you must pass the layers of tests!"

After hearing this, Lin Hao said, "It's okay, come on!"

The thin old man didn't say much, turned his head to the rest of the cultivators around him and said, "Fellow Taoists, who would like to try with him?"

After he fell down, more than a dozen golden elixir cultivators sitting there, look at me, and look at you! Suddenly, a cultivator in a blue shirt on the left jumped up.

"I'll try it!"

This man has a fair face and holds a silver folding fan in his hand! The folding fan is surrounded by strange runes, and it looks like it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon! His cultivation is similar to Lin Hao, and it is also at the early stage of the Golden Pill.

After he flew out, the thin late-stage old man in Jindan said with a smile on his face: "Okay! Then it's time for fellow Daoist Zhang!"

The Jindan monk named Zhang clapped his fists at the old man and turned his head to look at Lin Hao.

There was a sense of pride in his eyes, and he just glanced at Lin Hao coldly and said, "If you want to get close to Daojing, you have to ask me about the fan in my hand first! Fellow Daoist Lin, please!"

As he spoke, the folding fan in his hand shook suddenly, and waves of silver light turned into sharp arrows. The sharp arrows roared, and shot straight into Lin Hao with the sound of breaking the wind.

Lin Hao didn't even look at the opponent's attack, but just stepped out suddenly, pounding! He stepped out, and the entire ground suddenly shook violently... like an earthquake.

Immediately afterwards, an unparalleled aura burst out from Lin Hao. The aura was light red and rushed directly to the monk named Zhang holding a silver fan.

Crack, Crack! The sharp arrow transformed by the cultivator surnamed Zhang with a silver fan was directly shattered by Lin Hao's aura before he reached Lin Hao's aura... And the madman's aura suddenly shocked the cultivator surnamed Zhang. He took several steps in a row, and his whole face turned pale in an instant.

ah?

"He...he...how is he so strong?"

"He didn't even take action, so he shocked Zhang Chong like that?"

"The aura just now... was clearly the aura of the late stage of the Golden Pill."

"This man seems to be hiding his strength!"

After Lin Hao shook the monk named Zhang backed away, all the Jindan cultivators around him started to talk in surprise.

The monk named Zhang's face turned pale at this moment! He looked arrogant just now, feeling that with his strength, he could completely defeat Lin Hao! But he never expected that the other party would not even take action and would have shocked him to his blood boil. If he hadn't suppressed the blood in his heart, he would have vomited blood at this moment.

Staring with blood-red eyes, the cultivator named Zhang was unwilling to say: "Come again!"

When he finished speaking, his right hand condensed the magic seal and injected it into the silver folding fan in his hand. The folding fan of the medium-grade spiritual weapon suddenly flew into the air, and a silver beam of light flashed in an instant.

"Go to me!!"

The cultivator named Zhang used all his spiritual power, and four phantom pavilions appeared behind him, and folding fans flew up, transforming dozens of silver lights.

The silver lights were all shot towards Lin Hao at an astonishing speed like arrows.

He fought hard! But he didn't know who he was facing?

I don’t know how strong Lin Hao is?

When the silver lights shot towards Lin Hao, Lin Hao suddenly turned around! His eyes emitted a cold light, and then he pinched a sword technique with his right hand.

Qingyuan! Swish! A series of green sword blades suddenly appeared in the space.

The dense blue sword blades appeared, shocking everyone in an instant.

Hundreds of blue swords.

Moreover, there were also thunder and lightning lights on each sword.

As soon as these sword blades appeared, Lin Hao pointed at the silver fan.

"break!"

After the words fell, the sword blades roared towards the silver fan of the surname cultivator. In an instant, the spiritual silver fan of the surname cultivator was immediately penetrated by the sword blade in the air, and then turned into a waste product.

"ah?

My silver fan..." When the cultivator surnamed Zhang saw his spiritual weapon, and was destroyed by Lin Hao in the blink of an eye, he screamed in pain, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He knelt on the ground in pain, and the silver fan in front of him was also scrapped and left in front of him.

Win! Lin Hao defeated cultivators of the same level with just one move! When he saw this scene, not only the late-stage old man in the Golden Pill who had just spoken, but even the dozen Jindan cultivators around him widened their eyes.

They looked at Lin Hao as if they were looking at monsters.

It is obvious that he is only in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, but why can he defeat a cultivator of the same level in one move?

Moreover, he seemed to have retained his strength!!! "Can I get close to that well now?"

Lin Hao suddenly turned around and asked at all the Golden Elixir cultivators in front of him.

The Jindan cultivators were silent at this moment, only the thin old man in the late stage of the Jindan had a strange face! He looked at Lin Hao carefully before his body jumped up.

"Fellow Daoist Lin is indeed very powerful, but I don't know, Fellow Daoist Lin has the strength of Mo Tu?

Why have you never seen it before?"

The thin old man asked.

Lin Hao said lightly: "I am just a casual cultivator and have no strength to rely on!"

"oh?

This is true?”

The thin old man obviously doesn't believe it.

After all, with Lin Hao's strength, there are very few places like Motu.

"I don't have the heart to lie to you, and I'm too lazy to lie to you! I just want to enter that well and see what it is!"

Lin Hao said directly.

After hearing Lin Hao say this, the thin old man became curious.

"Okay, if no one wants to compete with me again, I will get close to that well."

After Lin Hao finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the well.
Chapter completed!