After Panlong became the main god, I went to Devour

Chapter 66
two months later.

On the official road on the outskirts of the imperial capital, Jonathan rode the Thunder Winged White Tiger and walked to Wushen Mountain on foot.

Wushen Gate is on the top of Wushen Mountain.

Except when recruiting disciples, the foot of Wushen Mountain is relatively quiet, because no one dares to disturb it, and even if it comes here because of its fame, it can only be seen from a distance.

A bluestone step winds up the mountain path to the top of the mountain.

Martial God Mountain contains several surrounding peaks, the largest of which was flattened by Martial God and became the residence of registered disciples.

In almost a moment, Jonathan arrived at the square of the Valkyrie Gate.

The square is very large, and there are people in twos and threes practicing duels.

From what Jonathan saw, almost all of them were fighters above level eight.

"Who are you? What are you doing at my Martial God Sect?"

A young man with the strength of a ninth-level fighter, about 40 to years old, with a short beard, stepped forward and blocked Jonathan's way.

Hearing the sound, everyone around them also looked around.

"Jonathan Rhodes, come and challenge!"

wow~
Hearing the word challenge, there was an uproar among the crowd, and countless voices of discussion rang out.

The Wushen Sect has a transcendent status. Basically, no one would be stupid enough to directly climb the Wushen Mountain to challenge. This is simply seeking death.

"Jonathan? I haven't heard of it. I advise you to leave quickly, or you will have nothing to eat!"

The golden pupil of the Leiyi White Tiger flashed, revealing a ferocious look, and roared up to the sky, the terrifying howling sound spread throughout the entire Wushen Mountain, and the expressions of practitioners from other places on the mountain changed slightly, and they rushed to the square.

Two Martial God disciples in charge of managing the registered disciples also rose into the air, flying over the square in the blink of an eye.

One of them stared at Jonathan and said coldly, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Jonathan's lazy voice sounded, "As expected of the same Valkyrie sect, the words you asked are exactly the same. Could this be the official language of your Valkyrie sect?"

With a cold smile, "I won't say what I said a second time."

At this time, the ninth-level fighter said: "Senior brother Kenyon, he said his name is Jonathan Rhodes, and he is here to challenge."

This name seemed unfamiliar to them.

A person next to Kenyon said: "Jonathan, could it be that you are the magic genius rumored to be in the Dark Alliance before?"

"It's me. I want to test the quality of your Martial God Sect. Anyone above level nine can take action. I only use the strength of a warrior."

Kenyon said: "What a loud tone! You are just looking for death. Brother Casrot, we don't need to pay attention to him, just shoot him down the mountain!"

Castrot raised his hand to stop him, thought for a moment and said, "Challenge the ninth level? It's not impossible, but I remember you are only 21 years old this year. Have you already become a ninth-level warrior?"

Jonathan did not answer, but pure dark fighting spirit erupted from his body, surging like a tide.

"He is really a ninth-level warrior. A 21-year-old ninth-level warrior. What kind of talent is this?!"

A group of registered disciples discussed in succession.

"It seems that your talent as a warrior is even better than your talent as a magician. Even my O'Brien empire has never had a 21-year-old ninth-level warrior. You are outstanding, but you are too confident."

"The gap between level nine and level nine is huge."

"I agree with this. You can choose the one you think is the best, but I will not use the Warcraft."

Castrot looked at the Thunder Winged White Tiger, his eyes flickering, "Ninth level peak!"

Being able to subdue such monsters shows that his strength is not weak. He thought about it. There are very few ninth-level experts in Wushen Sect who have such strength.

Kenyon said: "Huh, do you want to challenge our Martial God Sect? What if you lose?"

"Under the Holy Domain, if I lose, it's up to you to do whatever you want!"

"Well, don't forget what you said, Dart, go and try him!"

Dart, the ninth level peak, is among the top five in strength among the registered disciples of the Martial God Sect. If he were not quite old, he might have the opportunity to become a direct disciple in the future.

"Yes, Brother Kenyon."

After Dart clasped his fist towards Kenyon, he jumped in front of Jonathan. Joanson got off the Thunder Wing White Tiger. The Thunder Wing White Tiger walked aside on its own, lay down and looked here.

"Go ahead, or you won't have a chance."

"Insanity!"

Dart shouted loudly, raised a long sword, turned into an afterimage, and stabbed Jonathan's head head on.

"Senior Brother Dart is so fast!"

As soon as the words fell, Dart flew upside down and hit a boulder, and the surface of the boulder suddenly cracked.

For a moment, there was silence.

Most people didn't know what happened. They only knew that Dart rushed over and then flew back.

Kasrot frowned: "His shooting speed is so fast. I'm afraid not many among the ninth level can keep up with his shooting speed."

"His heavy sword should be quite heavy, but it doesn't seem to have affected him at all. Could it be that he has already realized that a heavy sword is as light as a heavy sword? No, there is still the power of heaven and earth."

"The blow just now engulfed the power of the surrounding world and carried out heavy oppression. That's why Dart had no power to fight back. He was blown away just by touching it."

"next."

Jonathan's expression was calm and authentic, as if beating a ninth-level peak was nothing at all.

Among the crowd, a young warrior at the peak of level flashed in his eyes, "This speed is not much inferior to that of my elder brother at level ."

This person is none other than Blumer, Olivia's younger brother, and he is currently still a registered disciple of the Martial God Sect.

"However, it's still worse than my brother."

In his mind, his eldest brother Olivia is the most talented warrior in the Magnolia Continent.

Kenyon also saw that Jonathan's grudge strength was only at the beginning of the ninth level, but his realm was very high, and he actually comprehended the power of heaven and earth that only the sanctuary can possess.

Those who can do this in advance are generally true geniuses.

Just like Olivia.

"Kester, you go."

Kester's face was heavy, he saw that Jonathan was very strong, if he followed his own wishes, he didn't want to fight him very much.

But Kenyon dared not listen to what he said.

Kuster was holding a green long sword, and his speed was a bit faster than Dart. He did not make the same mistake as Dart and did not dare to get too close.

After he circled around Jonathan, he saw streaks of blue fighting spirit surging from all directions.

In the eyes of outsiders, Jonathan was inevitable.

Jonathan raised the corner of his mouth, raised the black giant sword, and slashed eight times with incredible speed, as if it had three heads and six arms.

Every blow was directed against the cyan fighting spirit slash, canceling it out.

Then, Jonathan moved, his figure was like a ghost, leaving an afterimage wherever he passed.

Kester dodges.

In terms of speed, Jonathan was no slower than him, and even better.

After dodging several times, Kuster was finally forced to fight head-on with Jonathan. Jonathan took advantage of the general trend of the world and attacked with an extremely heavy force.

He only felt that it was difficult to breathe under this force of heaven and earth, just like facing the aura of the holy realm.

Peng~
Kester also followed in Dart's footsteps, and was directly thrown out, hit another boulder, and spit out a mouthful of blood after landing.

Jonathan followed.

Kester looked up at the black giant sword that was so close, and immediately raised his hand and said: "I give up!"

Jonathan smiled slightly and moved the giant sword away.

"The strength is not bad, not worse than my Demon Pet. If you go further, you can hope for Sanctuary."

Kester smiled bitterly, "Thanks for the advice."

(End of this chapter)