Above the Shinto, the human voice is stagnant.
At this time, everyone was staring at the four peerless figures in amazement, watching them step by step towards the peak.
That kind of free and easy, natural appearance of Dao Fa didn't cause much sensation at first.
However, as the four people stepped onto the seven hundredth ladder and continued to move forward with this unhurried pace, the whole foot of the mountain was silent.
Especially the tall and straight figure in black clothes in the front, the moment when the footsteps stepped out, the rhyme of Hongmeng Dao appeared under his feet, which was stunning and gorgeous.
There is brilliance permeating ninety thousand li, evolving everything up and down, but it is...
There was no trace of spiritual power on his body.
Even Yaoguang Buddha, Emperor Xuanyuan, now looks like an ancient well, without suffering.
Only occasionally when I look at the boy in front of me, my eyebrows seem to be suppressed with joy.
Beside the three of them, Jin Han'er gradually oozes some fine sweat on his forehead, but also did not use spiritual power, but used his physical blood to counter the terrifying external force.
"It's terrible... the son and the others... seem to be fighting against this divine might with their bodies."
"Even if the son is seriously injured, it seems that it is not comparable to ordinary people. Before...I was narrow-minded."
But at this time, on the eight hundred and ninety-nine steps, Yu Wenji's face gradually became a little solemn, but he did not complain.
The opponent he longs for should be overwhelming the world and dominate the world.
In this way, this fairy road will be gorgeous and colorful.
Those who can be defeated will never be called enemies by him, because...they are not worthy at all.
From beginning to end, what Yuwen Tianji wanted was someone who could stand by his side, even! ! An opponent he needs to look up to.
In this way, he can keep his heart and his fighting spirit.
Ling Xiao, I will give you time to catch up, you'd better not disappoint me! !
Beside him, Yang Yuan turned his head and glanced at the direction of the foot of the mountain. Only when he saw Xia Zhimeng struggling to climb the five hundredth stairs, a gentle smile appeared on his face.
After all, Zhimeng, you are not far from me.
Look, today I will stand on top of the sky, full of glory.
And your name will be remembered by the world together with me, immortal!
"boom!!"
Outside Yang Yuan, there was suddenly golden light blooming, like a scorching sun, shining on the sky.
On the mountain road, there was a panic.
Everyone was stunned at the young man who raised his foot and walked towards the nine hundredth staircase, with absurdity in his eyes.
How can it be? !
Then Yang Yuan actually wanted to challenge the sage of the Qing Cang to reach the ninth-hundredth **** level?
Inexplicably, a trace of sarcasm suddenly appeared in the eyes of many people.
These days, anyone really dares to pretend to compare!
Originally, an obscure young man who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Yuwen Tianji had already incurred countless jealousy.
It happened that he made such an arrogant behavior again, isn't it obvious that you are looking for ridicule?
At this moment, Yang Yuan stepped out, but he still failed to fall.
The waves of spiritual power visible to the naked eye diffused from the nine hundred stairs.
The strong wind roars, the divine power is ups and downs.
A single breath of energy has caused countless clansmen evildoers to change their colors.
And Yang Yuan's face also showed a touch of solemnity.
Sweat ran down his face, dripping onto the ancient bluestone road, shocking.
In the end, when Yang Yuan's footsteps fell, Jin Hui was already a little dim.
Can! ! !
Before everyone was shocked, they saw that the young man raised the soles of his feet again.
"Where did Yang Yuan... come from?"
"Too terrifying, isn't it? He actually possesses a physical talent comparable to that of the sages of Qing Cang!!"
"What is the purpose of having a strong physical body? Which Fang Zongmen still specializes in cultivating the physical body now? I can kill a sixth-rank Venerable Realm with a wave of my hand!"
The discussion reverberated in an instant, and everyone looked at the young man who was struggling with complex expressions, yin and yang strangely authentic.
Especially Zhang Jiuji's eyes were filled with a touch of complicated suffering.
This is the first time he has come to this school of Shinto.
However, he had already seen Yang Yuan's physical strength.
At the Wanjiao banquet that day, the two had a battle. Although the young man's golden body was extremely powerful, it was Zhang Jiuji who won the final victory! !
In other words, Yang Yuan can break the shackles and become admired by thousands of people.
Then he Zhang Jiuji can do the same! !
even! !
If he had not been framed by others and degenerated into what he is now, standing on the top of the mountain at this time, and being concerned by the entire Qingcang thousands of sects, it should be him! ! Zhang Jiuji! ! !
Aggrieved, resentful! !
Even if Zhang Jiuji's Dao heart is tenacious and the Eucharist is natural, the feeling that he can only watch others pretend to be compared is really unwilling.
What's more, this ratio should obviously be pretended by him.
As for the ridicule of everyone at the foot of the mountain at this time, ha ha...
Only if it is outstanding enough will it attract controversy.
Otherwise, look, how many people are paying attention to the trash kneeling down the mountain?
The tree attracts the wind, and this fairy road should have gone retrograde all the way, crushing all doubts and ridicule.
You should ask your father to buy you a GTR. Why are you still at the top of the mountain?
Brother Yang Yuan!
You now carry my expectations! !
"Well?"
On the mountain road, Yuwen Tianji brows lightly, staring coldly at the white figure in front of him, holding the dragon halberd tightly in his palm, and suddenly grinning.
Interesting, what an unexpected surprise.
This fairy road is really magnificent!
Climb hard, only if you are dazzling enough, when I step on your feet, I will get greater happiness.
"Om!!"
Can! !
Just as everyone was shocked, there was a sudden hum on the ancient road.
Everyone's expressions were stunned, and when they turned their heads to look around, they saw that, at some unknown time, the peerless figure in black had already stood beside Yuwen Tianji.
Together with the three women behind him, they are also standing side by side at this time, stepping into the 899th ancient steps together.
"Young Master Ling Xiao!! It's Young Master Ling Xiao!!"
"Can the son break the shackles of the sages and achieve a new Shinto Warriors?"
"I don't know... If the son is not injured, he should be able to do it, but now..."
"Ling Xiao!"
Yuwen Tianji looked at him for a moment, then turned to look at the boy beside him.
But at this moment, his eyes were extremely calm, and there was no trace of spiritual power on his body, and he had never even glanced at him.
Then! !
Before everyone could react from the shock, I saw Ling Xiao's footsteps lightly lifted, and with a steady pace, he stepped into the nine hundredth stairs.
"Yang Yuan!! You must be able to do it!! Now you are the only one in the world! But, you can't stop, you have to prove to everyone that you can go further! Dreaming!!! For Zhimeng!!!"
Above the nine hundredth stairs, Yang Yuan roared frantically inside, and Jin Hui suddenly brightened outside, and even the bones and blood vessels showed a shining jade color.
At this moment, all his mind was above this divine way, and he didn't even notice the figure in black that suddenly came by his side.