Chapter 1709

Kunlun!

On the top of the mountain, tianjizi, sister-in-law Baiyue, and dead Ya Ling stood in the strong wind and looked at the two holy Qi rising into the sky and the dragon oil lamp in the void.

Over the mysterious and ancient Kunlun, there are not only two powerful holy Qi, but also the eternal fire of the dragon oil lamp and the dark blue flame, just like the fire of the thoughts of all sentient beings. Feeling the powerful holy Qi, sister-in-law Baiyue showed a gratifying smile, and Purdue gate really rose.

Under her planning and under the leadership of Yang Feng, the sect really rose.

Liu Baiyue remembered that when she followed Yang Feng, the sect was still very weak. In a small Huaibei River Basin, Pudu gate was often bullied and in danger of being destroyed at any time.

But even so, sister-in-law Baiyue still did not hesitate to join Yang Feng's camp.

Time flies. Time flies. A few years have passed in the twinkling of an eye. However, today's sect is not what it used to be.

Pudu gate is already a religious gate, and Yang Feng has become a saint. Now there are two more saints.

To be exact, at present, there can only be one more saint, because Feng Dong can not become a saint, he can only become a quasi saint. If he wants to become a saint, it will take some time.

"Teacher, after the two of them are promoted successfully, our sect will be stronger. We will have more chances to win against the gate of life and death tomorrow." The sister-in-law said happily.

"Yes, today's Pudu gate is no longer what it used to be, but all this is the credit of Yang Feng and you." Tianjizi said happily.

"Teacher, you're serious. It's not my credit. It's the credit of the sect leader and Yang Feng. I never dare to climb this credit."

The words of sister-in-law Baiyian came from her heart. Although she made great contributions to the sect, and many major decisions and decisions of Purdue gate were planned by her, he did not dare to take the credit alone.

"In fact, this is not my own credit. This credit should belong to everyone."

When a familiar voice came, Yang Feng came in the air with two people, Xiao hei and Zhang Wu.

"Door master!"

"Door master!"

Seeing Yang Feng's arrival, everyone saluted one after another, including sister-in-law Baiyue, who also bowed slightly.

"Sister-in-law, what you said just now is important. The reason why the sect has achieved today is not my own credit, but everyone's credit." Yang Feng continued.

"Boss, I don't like to hear that. In fact, I have the greatest credit. You don't think about it. When you had nothing and were a light commander, who was the first to follow you? You don't think about it. When you were poor and couldn't afford to go to the Hotel, who took out all the money and asked you to go to the hotel for consumption. Do you..."

Bang!

"Oh!"

Zhang Wu wanted to say something, but he didn't have a chance, because Xiao Hei kicked him out and kicked him down the mountain.

"Grinding and creaking, endless." After kicking Zhang Wu away, Xiao Hei was dissatisfied.

Several sect experts looked at Xiao Hei with shame and fear. This little guy is really domineering. He is so young and not tall, but he has a bad temper.

However, these experts are also very happy, because Xiaohei will only fight Zhang Wu and will not bully others.

"Brother, I've kicked that annoying guy away. Now you can speak. Speak up and say whatever you want." Xiao Hei said proudly.

Yang Feng went to sister-in-law Baiyian's side, smiled and said, "military master, you have worked hard for years. Without you, the development of the sect would not be so fast. It is precisely because of you that we have customized the general policy. Over the years, even if the sect has suffered countless heavy losses and losses, we still never lose ourselves and still have the way forward, It is precisely because I have no direction to move forward and know what to do, so I can go all the way to today. "

Yang Feng said these words from his heart. It is precisely because of his sister-in-law's reading that the sect rises rapidly.

If there were no sister-in-law Baiyian, if there were no major policy set at the beginning, the sect might have lost its way in repeated setbacks and losses.

"Sect leader, in fact, my contribution is insignificant. Without your leadership, we could not have achieved today." My sister-in-law reads the guest's airway.

"Ha ha!"

Tianjizi smiled and said, "I don't think you need to be humble to each other. If you continue to be so polite, you can't finish it at dawn tomorrow. In fact, Yang Feng is right. This credit is not from anyone, but from everyone."

Yang Feng didn't want to be polite any more. He looked at the brothers behind sister-in-law Baiyue, bowed slightly and thanked them: "thank you, brothers."

"You've worked hard, sect leader." Those masters of the sect also bowed one after another.

"Tonight, we will have a big banquet on Kunlun. I will drink with you until I get drunk."

Since leaving the fourth world, Yang Feng has never had a chance or time to have a drink with his sect brothers.

But tonight, he plans to entertain everyone, right here, on this Kunlun Mountain, not drunk.

Because at noon tomorrow, he will lead these brothers to fight to the death with the gate of life and death.

World War I determines life and death!

World War I determines the world!

World War I!

"Thank you, sect leader."

Those experts of Purdue gate are grateful and happy, because they also want to have a good drink with Yang Feng.

A drunk solution to a thousand worries!

A drunk light life and death!

In the battle at noon tomorrow, I don't know how many people will die. Maybe there are still smiling brothers around. After the battle tomorrow, we will say goodbye to them forever, separated by Yin and Yang.

Cherish the days together, cherish the living time, this is the only thing they can do at present.

Boom!

Boom!

The two powerful holy Qi, like two golden dragons, soared out of the sky and rose up.

Yang Feng looked up at the sky and prayed silently in his heart.

I wish Feng Dong a successful promotion and Saint Laurent a successful promotion.

……

At the moment, there are also abnormalities in Zhonghai City, which is filled with Holy Spirit.

This is also the origin of Feng Dong, so when he had the opportunity to promote Xiaosheng, the city also changed.

But the only difference is that there is no auspicious weather, and there is no phenomenon that flowers bloom within a hundred miles.

After all, not everyone can have this phenomenon of auspicious weather. Since ancient times, only those emperors and Yang Feng's promotion show signs of auspicious weather.

Boom!

A spirit pulse suddenly appeared in a big mountain. This spirit pulse was five thousand meters long. Although it was not as long as Yang Feng's ten thousand meters, it was also rare in ancient and modern times.

In that mountain, bursts of golden light kept flashing, and countless Ganoderma lucidum in the mountain grew rapidly.

Even every plant and tree in this mountain, as well as all birds and animals, seem to have been moistened and changed,

Dong!

In the void, an old man came in the air, wearing a golden robe and a crown, like an emperor.

As he walked step by step, the golden light in the mountain took the initiative to avoid.

Not only that, the space of the mountain even gave in actively. The breath of the old man was no less than that of several emperors Yang Feng had seen.

Wearing a yellow robe and a crown, he stood over the 5000 meter long spirit pulse a few steps later, looking slightly moved.

"Strange, that's strange."

The old man frowned slightly, and then said to himself, "there are so many dark veins in such a poor and remote place, in this small urban area. The dark veins of Yang Feng and Feng Dong have become spiritual veins, but there are so many dark veins in addition to them. It seems that this place is really going to have a large number of talents, and there will be countless princes and generals."

Whoosh!

After a burst of self talk, the old man in yellow robe and crown disappeared into the mountain silently.

……

Dusk has come, and the time of the day passes so fast, but there are still countless experts standing on Kunlun mountain.

There are so many people. These powerful experts are all under Yang Feng's command and members of Purdue gate.

Feng Dong and Saint Laurent have not finished their promotion, so all these experts gather here, one is to join the fun, the other is to protect them.

Worried about the critical moment, Murong Tian brought experts to make trouble. Although this is impossible, he is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

However, at dusk, Murong Tian still didn't bring experts from the gate of life and death to make trouble and block the promotion of Feng Dong and Saint Laurent.

Murong Tianshi didn't see their promotion, as if he didn't know it.

However, Yang Feng knows that Murong Tian doesn't want to make trouble or damage, but can't come.

If he leaves the gate of life and death and jiuchongtian, he will lose the protection of many powerful arrays.

The shrewd and powerful Murong Tian would not do such a foolish thing.

Under the night, the dragon oil lamp in the sky still emits a faint blue flame, which seems to illuminate the world.

The emperor of heaven never dies, and the dragon oil lamp will never dry up. Since the dragon oil lamp was lit, it has never been extinguished again, unless the emperor of heaven perishes and Yang Feng realizes his oath.

Boom!

Boom!

When the last two strong breath came, two people appeared in the two ancient pagodas. They walked in the air like immortals in the world.

The two men, Feng Dong and Saint Laurent, were promoted successfully. Saint Laurent became a saint and Feng Dong became a quasi saint.

"Ha ha!"

Looking at the two people walking in the void, Tianji smiled and said, "master Yang, congratulations. There are two more masters in the sect."

"Congratulations, sect leader!"

"Congratulations, sect leader!"

A group of experts at Purdue gate shouted. They all had a smile on their faces and everyone laughed from their heart.

"Everyone, congratulations to Feng Dong and Saint Laurent." Yang Feng said.

"Congratulations, deputy sect leader."

"Congratulations, fairy Saint Laurent."

At the top of Kunlun Mountain, there was a roar of people for a time. The cries of people were like tides, drowning the void and the mountain.

In the crowd's congratulations, Feng Dong and Saint Laurent came step by step. They looked calm and unhappy, as if they had expected all these achievements.

"Vice door master."

"Vice door master."

When Feng Dong came step by step, countless experts of Pudu gate knelt on one knee. They sincerely welcomed Feng Dong.