Chapter 1904

Kunlun Holy Land!

On the top of the mountain, Feng Dong, Zhang Wu, Liu Ji and others stood on the mountain and looked in the distance. Since Yang Feng went to wuwuhai, they have been waiting here and waiting for their sect leader to return. Everyone is looking forward to Yang Feng bringing them good news.

Hoo Hoo!

The wind blew and everyone looked forward to it and waited eagerly!

The success or failure of Yang Feng is not only related to the rise and fall of the sect, but also related to their personal life and death, honor and disgrace!

But they always believe that the sect leader will succeed.

Because in their hearts, Yang Feng has never failed, and this time is no exception!

On the side of the mountain, Xiao Hei saw countless people standing on the top of the mountain, so he asked curiously, "why do Zhang Wu and Feng Dong have such good patience? They can stand there all the time."

"Cut!"

Zhang Wu was dismissive and said, "they are all idle. Instead of spending a lot of time waiting, they might as well eat a chicken leg."

After saying that, Zhang Wu took out a chicken leg and chewed it hard. Although the sect is now in disaster, he doesn't care, because in his words, even if the sky falls, there are strong people like sect leader Yang Feng, so he doesn't need to be afraid

"Door master!"

"Door master!"

Suddenly, on the top of the mountain, xuelinglong shouted excitedly. It was Yang Feng.

After hearing her excited voice, the people looked up. Sure enough, they saw two figures galloping in the sky in the void, and these two were Yang Feng and Saint Laurent.

"Door master!"

Feng Dong, Liu Ji and others also made excited cries. Everyone looked forward to looking at the void. They wanted to know whether Yang Feng succeeded in getting Dong Xuan's help. Just looking at the two dusty people in the void, they felt guilty and sorry.

Because every time the sect encounters a crisis, Yang Feng is running, but they can only wait for it again and again.

"Boss!"

"Big brother!"

Zhang Wu and Xiao Hei also ran over, smiling and excited as if they wanted to dance.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

In the void, Yang Feng and Saint Laurent's speed was very fast. They galloped like lightning. Then they stood in the void with their hands on their backs. Their deep eyes looked at the people below. Yang Feng's loud voice said, "China Sea."

Zhonghai is not only the place of his origin, but also the place of origin of Purdue gate.

At the beginning, Dong Xuan said that as long as the heaven and earth beads are integrated into the place of his origin, the luck of Pudu gate will turn around, and the accomplishments of Feng Dong and others can be restored.

"Yes, master."

On the mountain, everyone answered with one voice, but now they can't fly in the air because they don't have cultivation.

Hoo!

Yang Feng in the void displayed a powerful light to envelop tens of thousands of people, and then flew with them. With his imperial level strength, it was easy to fly with tens of thousands of people. In a moment, the sky was dark.

The scene of tens of thousands of people flying at the same time is like huge black clouds surging at low altitude.

In the strong wind, tens of thousands of people looked down, all of them were passionate and excited, because they knew that the sect leader Yang Feng was about to restore the luck of Pudu gate and their cultivation.

In the first world, on the mainland of China, tens of thousands of people raised their heads one after another. When they found that tens of thousands of people were flying over, these people also sent out unparalleled shock and sighed. The scene of tens of thousands of people flying was really spectacular.

"Everyone, look, isn't the man flying in front of you the leader of the Yang clan?" On the street, a strong man of Yuanshen realm said excitedly.

"Dumby!"

Another strong man scolded and said dismissively, "you are such a fool. How can you see the leader of the Yang clan? How great is the leader of the Yang clan and what a great man he is."

Other experts also rolled their eyes at this person one after another. They really put gold on their face and talked shamelessly. They even said they knew Yang Feng. Madder, just like a dog, can you know Yang Feng.

Seeing that the people didn't believe in themselves, the master said seriously: "everyone, please believe me. I really know Yang clan leader, and I did see Yang clan leader. When I was in bosuo mountain, I saw how Yang clan leader killed the old witch with my own eyes."

Although the man kept explaining, people still didn't believe him.

.....

And now!

In the second world, at the foot of Buzhou mountain, there are still a group of bitter monks practicing hard and talking about heaven and earth, but they have no leaders since master Du Nan left.

A bitter friar with a white beard looked up at the sky. He looked desperate and painful and said, "ladies and gentlemen, since the fortune of Purdue gate was taken away, this Chinese continent seems to have lost its vitality. Everything has signs of withering and aura has signs of drying up. This is a bad omen."

"Alas!"

Another old man sighed and said sadly, "ladies and gentlemen, Purdue gate is the leader of the mainland of China, and Lord Yang is also the master of the future of the mainland of China. Therefore, when the luck of his sect is deprived, the mainland of China will completely lose its vitality."

"Is the emperor really invincible?"

"Is the Purdue gate really coming to an end?"

Countless bitter monks have issued painful voices. They are unwilling to continue to be ruled and oppressed by the emperor of heaven. What can they do if they are unwilling? Even if they are unwilling, they have no ability to compete with the emperor of heaven, so they can only watch the emperor of heaven and continue to rule the Shenzhou mainland.

"Look, isn't that the leader of the Yang clan and the members of the Purdue clan?" Just when everyone was depressed, a bitter friar looked up at the sky of Buzhou mountain.

Wow, wow!

At the same time, the dense bitter friars raised their heads and looked at the upper air of Buzhou mountain. They saw that in the air, countless people came like a tide, like a huge black cloud, blocking the sky and the sun.

"I'm Yang Feng, the leader of the Pudu gate. I'm going to turn the luck of the Pudu gate with the heaven and earth beads and decide to compete with the emperor of heaven."

When everyone was curious, Yang Feng's voice seemed to echo in the void, echoing in the air again and again.

When they heard the loud voice, these bitter monks were stunned. They didn't expect that Yang Feng could compete with the emperor of heaven in the Central Plains.

When the people came back to their senses, Yang Feng had disappeared, and the sky on the mountain was empty except for the floating white clouds.

There was a gust of breeze. After the people came back to God, one of the bitter friars was very excited and said happily: "gentlemen, the heaven and earth beads are the sacred objects of cave Xuan. It seems that cave Xuan has supported Lord Yang and is about to compete with the emperor of heaven in the Central Plains."

"Dong Xuan, who is Dong Xuan?"

Many bitter monks looked curious, because they had never heard of the name, so they didn't know who Dong Xuan was.

Just when countless bitter friars wanted to know who Dong Xuan was, the bitter friar who made a noise just now knelt on the ground and said excitedly, "thank God, China is expected, and all living beings in the world are expected."

"I'm Yang Feng, the leader of the Pudu gate. I'm going to turn the luck of the Pudu gate with the heaven and earth beads and decide to compete with the emperor of heaven."

........

Yang Feng's voice continues to pass through this world and enter the third world.

In the third world, on the ancient city wall, the wind filled the building. Standing on the dark city tower, he gave a pleasant laugh.

"Hahaha..."

The ancient city wall, lonely him, the loud laughter came like the sound of an ancient bell.

"King."

"King."

Countless soldiers were curious and anxious. The wind filled the building and suddenly burst out laughter, so they were worried and afraid. They were afraid whether the new king had lost his mind. The old king had fallen. If the new king had lost his mind again, the ancient curse country would be doomed.

"Ha ha ha!"

Suddenly, the wind filled the building and continued to laugh three times.

"King, king."

Those men continued to call anxiously, but the next moment, they saw Feng manlou suddenly turn around and look at the people behind them with deep eyes.

Step, step!

Those soldiers retreated one after another, and looked at their king carefully and vigilantly. Was the king crazy and wanted to kill them.

Boom!

Suddenly, the wind roared all over the building, and the whole body exuded a powerful smell of terror, dominating the airway: "Pudu gate is invincible in the world. Lord Yang is the only one in the world. In the world and all over the world, who dares to compete with Lord Yang, how can he be lucky no longer? How can countless cultivation accomplishments be destroyed? With the ability of Lord Yang, he will be able to turn the tide."

"I'm Yang Feng, the leader of the Pudu gate. I'm going to turn the luck of the Pudu gate with the heaven and earth beads and decide to compete with the emperor of heaven."

Just when those men thought that Feng manlou had lost his mind, another loud voice came. It was Yang Feng's voice, his loud and domineering voice. After hearing this voice, they finally understood why their king Feng manlou was so excited just now.

........

On the vast mainland of China, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, there is an image of decline everywhere. Everything is not prosperous, and the aura is gradually exhausted. This is all the scenes Yang Feng saw when he flew all the way, but these scenes are only temporary, because he is about to restore the luck of Pudu gate.

In the void, he flew with ten thousand people, just like a dark cloud behind him.

After flying for about an hour, he finally came to the green mountain in the air. From here, he can see the whole picture of the Zhonghai. This is the place where he originated in the Zhonghai. Here, he once walked out of an imperial strongman, Yang Feng.

Here, there have been countless saints, Feng Dong and others.

Here, a powerful sect, Purdue gate, was born.

Whoosh!

Yang Feng moved all the tens of thousands of people under his command to the flat ground at the foot of the mountain. Then his deep and domineering eyes looked like an eagle overlooking the earth and looking at the members of Purdue gate at the foot of the mountain.

"Door master."

Feng Dong knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "please restore our luck, please restore our magic powers."

"Please restore our good fortune. Please restore our magical powers."

Those members of the Purdue gate also kneel down, but unlike Feng Dong, they all kneel on both knees.

Hoo Hoo!

Strong wind, white clouds surging!

In the wind, the tens of thousands of members of Purdue gate knelt under the mountain very quietly, respectfully waiting for Yang Feng to speak.

In the void with surging white clouds, Yang Feng looked down at the people below. His majestic and deep eyes seemed to see through the sky and the earth. After a few breaths, his voice like thunder came like wind and thunder, saying: "ladies and gentlemen, my Pudu gate has experienced countless crises and thousands of disasters, and finally came to today, With today's achievements, even if our luck is deprived by the emperor of heaven, I will turn the world around and compete with the emperor of heaven in the Central Plains again. "

"Long live the sect leader!"

"Long live!"

The tens of thousands of experts at Pudu gate made a loud voice like a tidal wave, which immediately drowned all around.

In the void, Yang Feng slowly stretched out his hand, and then the mysterious sacred pearl of heaven and earth appeared in the palm of his hand.

Buzzing, buzzing!

Among the pearls of heaven and earth, there are bursts of "buzzing" sound, golden lights, surging like sunset glow. Bursts of golden lights are also like the flashing Phnom Penh light in the thick clouds.

"The Pearl of heaven and earth, turn the world around, protect our country, protect our Purdue gate, and the blessings and misfortunes of the common people are in one fell swoop."

Whoosh!

As Yang Feng's loud voice came, he then waved the golden heaven and earth beads, galloping down from the depths of the clouds.

Boom!

The mountains, rivers and earth below seem to have an induction with the heaven and earth beads. After the sound of "rumbling", the earth rises rapidly. A earth vein up to 10000 meters protrudes rapidly like a dragon vein, and then it blends with the heaven and earth beads emitting holy Qi.

Time seems to stay at this moment forever. The sacred heaven and earth pearl and the uplifted earth vein are slowly integrated under the eyes of everyone. In fact, it seems slow, but in fact, the speed is very fast. It is precisely because it is fast that it gives people an illusion that the integration is very slow.

Holy!

vast!

It is full of vitality and supreme power of merit. At one time, many smells emerge one by one. In fact, the holy Qi in the heaven and earth pearl does have supreme merit, because it is the treasure of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Later, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi gave it to the spiritual respect, and the spiritual respect was given to Dong Xuan.

WOW!

Suddenly, sounds like the sound of nature came. Then, scenes changed in front of everyone. The beautiful scene was as magical as changing places step by step. It seemed that the scene in front of them was different with each step.

In the sacred and vast atmosphere, Feng Dong and others are waiting nervously. They all want to restore their cultivation and deal with the emperor of heaven with Yang Feng.

Sisi!

Among the heaven and earth beads, there suddenly burst out dense runes, thousands of golden Ancient Runes, like golden tadpole texts, surging madly again and again