After Ning Chuan punched the one-armed old man, he followed him towards the third bronze hall.

His heart was calm and he was a little relaxed.

Now it seems that the world's number one farmer seems to be easier to break out than he imagined.

He has only made the seventh punch now!

Seven punches passed two levels in a row!

When Ningchuan walked towards the third bronze hall, he frowned.

I saw that the outside of the third bronze hall was not as open as the two in front. The doors here were firmly closed, and the same was true for the windows.

Through the crack in the door, I saw that it was black inside.

There is no trace of light.

Ning Chuan frowned, gently pushed open the door and walked inside.

Heavy sounds sounded, and as the door opened, the environment in the hall became darker, and it was covered in black, like a bottomless abyss.

Ning Chuan showed a strange color, and his internal force poured into his eyes and looked at the dark hall, but found that even though he injected his internal force into his eyes, he still could not see the situation in the hall clearly.

There seems to be a mysterious force here that affects all his perceptions.

"Big array?"

Ningchuan thought.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a very fast sound of wind breaking behind him sounded, as fast as extreme lightning.

Ning Chuan's eyes flashed and he suddenly turned around.

But the sound had long disappeared.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the sound rang again, this time from his right.

Whoosh swish swish swish swish!

Immediately afterwards, the sound rang again and again, and each time it sounded, it appeared in different directions.

It was as if there was a hidden master circling around him.

Ning Chuan's brows became tighter and tighter, and his eyes kept sweeping in all directions.

After dozens of times, the bronze door behind him suddenly closed and made a dull sound.

Just as the bronze gate was closed, a figure flashed silently, almost to the extreme, and directly slapped Ning Chuan's back with a palm.

The person who came was silent and silent. It was not until he slapped his palm that he suddenly burst out with huge force, like an endless sea rolling across the sea.

boom!

The sound is huge.

Ning Chuan's body shook slightly and made a muffled groan, but then he suddenly burst out from his body with endless internal force, and he suddenly bounced towards the other party's body.

I don't know how powerful this bullet is.

He has thoroughly studied his four articles [The True Explanation of Martial Arts]. The Nineteen Beats of Ghosts and Gods are no longer limited to any action situation. Even if the internal force rebounds, they can be used to the Ninety-Ninety Beats of Ghosts and Gods.

Therefore, this bullet was almost like being hit hard by his fist.

The man fell down with a palm, and before he could be happy, his face suddenly changed, his scalp became numb, and he showed a shock, as if he was a ghost.

He groaned, and clearly heard a muffled sound of his wrist, breaking on the spot, and then the terrifying force made his internal organs shaking violently.

Without thinking, he quickly used the force to open up, and his body flashed and he was about to leave the place.

But how could Ning Chuan let him leave?

Almost as soon as he was about to leave, Ning Chuan's body rushed by like lightning and punched him.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

After three consecutive punches, the air in the entire hall seemed to have been drained and made a huge roar.

The entire hall was shaking.

puff!

The man squirted blood and screamed. Even though he had already used his body skills to the extreme, it was still useless. He was blown backwards and smashed the roof of the hall in an instant, disappearing here.

The moonlight outside shone through the dark hall.

Finally, Ningchuan saw the hazy environment in the hall clearly.

Ning Chuan gave out a light breath, raised his head and said, "You can go to the next level!"

The person who was observing in secret was silent.

After a while, he suddenly spoke, "Go through!"

Rumble!

A passage quickly emerged.

Ning Chuan immediately took a step and walked towards the next level.

Outside the main hall.

A black-robed figure flew backwards and smashed hard into the distance.

A group of old men quickly took action and quickly caught the figure, but unexpectedly, even if the man flew backwards, his power was still extremely huge. He flew all the old men for dozens of meters before stopping.

They were shocked and incredible.

"What a terrible power!"

"Old Wang, how are you doing?"

A group of old men exclaimed quickly.

Ningchuan walked out of the Bronze Hall, walked along a road outside the hall, and towards the depths.

He has passed the three gates of the three gates and seven halls, and the next one is the legendary seven halls.

At this moment, there was already a lot of discussion outside.

Many masters stand on the roofs everywhere and look into the distance.

They were surprised and unbelievable.

"I've passed three levels!"

"It's too fast to pass all three levels!"

"No, you've passed the three levels so quickly?"

Their voices fell, and other tourists who had not seen them were shocked and in an uproar.

Some cultivators who were mixed here looked at each other and their hearts were shocked.

Soon, Ningchuan walked all the way and finally arrived at a halfway up the mountain.

I saw that there were densely packed golden flags on the hillside, and the sight was endless.

In the center of these golden flags is an old man playing the guqin.

The guqin in his hand jingled and sounded like a clear spring, which made people intoxicated.

"Is this the first hall of the Three Passes and Seven Halls?"

Ning Chuan looked up.

"Young Master Ning, since you have arrived, why not come in and sit down?"

The old man's voice was quiet, accompanied by the sound of the guqin, and it was melodious.

Ning Chuan smiled and immediately stepped forward.

Boom!

Just as he walked into the banner, the golden flags from all directions lit up in an instant, and all the banners whirled and rumbling.

The dazzling sword energy burst out from these big banners, covering the sky and quickly slashing towards Ning Chuan's body.

At the same time, the sound of the piano in the old man's hand also changed drastically. It was no longer the sound of the previous one, but became sonorous and harsh, like a golden sword and an iron horse, with a murderous aura that was so great that it was about to drill into people's eardrums and destroy people.

There is a murderous aura everywhere!

Ning Chuan's face narrowed, and his whole body suddenly moved to the extreme, and a golden flame rose on his body, covering his body firmly.

"Young Hero Ning, this is the first seven halls, Ruijin Hall, which takes the power of the five elements of gold and the energy of killing and attacking!"

The old man's voice turned cold and the piano in his hand was loud.

Clever! Clever! Clever! Clever! Clever!

Countless golden sound waves swept towards Ningchuan.
To be continued...