Vol 2 Chapter 702: Xuanhuang Tower!

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The blood and energy are majestic, like a giant dragon rising into the abyss, sound waves are mighty, like clouds hanging down the sky, boundless, the moment the sound rises, it seems to have spread all over the world, suddenly, tens of thousands of miles Dashishan is buzzing and shaking.
Countless snow is soaring into the sky for it, as straight as thousands of white dragons dancing in the air.
Inside and outside of Dashi Mountain, no matter the human or beast, no matter what the cultivation level, they all just feel the buzzing in their minds, and the sound does not seem to ring in the ears, but explodes in the heart.
Can not help but look at each other in shock.
"Zhenlongguan has a strong wind? It is said that the senior brother of the champion Hou, the one who got the true biography of the Overlord?"
"Please see King Yuanyang? Did this Feng Xing Lie break through that level?! No, there has never been a change in the sky, and there is no atmosphere of heaven."
"Challenge! This is a challenge! After a thousand years, is someone finally going to challenge Yuanyang King?!"
...
After the shock, what followed was the boiling sky, the heat wave in the Dashi Mountain, and I don't know how many masters stepped out of the retreat.
For a moment, the light of God is mighty, reflecting through the mountains.
Someone gazes from the top of the mountain, and can already see the distant Ang hiding figure like a mundane pilgrim.
"He hasn't broken through yet! Is this time you want to use Yuanyang King's oppression to break through that bottleneck?"
Fang Yingqiu stared into the distance, her pupils shrinking.
Even if the world changes, it is not easy to be a leader. There is a leader who is a leader in Dashi Mountain, but it is not him.
Compared to a thousand years ago, he is getting older and older. He has been in the world for two thousand years before the sky changes. Even if he has the elixir of life extension, he is approaching the end of his life.
But his eyesight was very good, and he didn't feel the vast and sky-like heavy pressure on Feng Xingliee's body.
"The posterity is terrible."
Two figures, one tall and one short, fell on the top of the mountain, and the two elders staring into the distance, both felt their hearts.
They have a higher cultivation base and a deeper perception.
The strong wind must come prepared, and the momentum of its body is definitely not condensed by a temporary intention, it must be accumulated for hundreds of years.
The two felt their talents, and even their boldness.
To challenge the Yuanyang King who can suppress the next king with the body of a captain, this kind of courage is naturally not possessed by the two.
Otherwise, they would not feign death to avoid catastrophe, and reclusive in the cave of Da Shi Jinzhong.
"Brother's spirit is indeed better than me..."
Somewhere on a barren hill, Qu Yun sat cross-legged, staring at the steps in front of Da Shi Mountain, and sighed slightly as the momentum could not help rising.
At the end of the ancient times, the overlord spread the law to the world and set up barriers on all continents to suppress demons and dragons, and shock all the races.
Naturally, they can all be regarded as disciples of the Overlord's Sect.
"You brother, you are much more domineering than you."
Chu Yunyang leaned against an old tree and stroked his cheek with one hand, where there was a deep knife mark:
"This knife almost cut off the head of this young man..."
Zhao Zhenxi stood on the edge of the cliff, his expression moved slightly, and he seemed to feel something: "After the sky has changed, one day's repair is better than previous years and several days. I have been promoted for hundreds of years, no less than three thousand years of being trapped...
I also made the intention to go to Da Shi Mountain, but in the end I didn’t have the courage of Brother Feng Dao..."
"What's the use of being empty?"
Chu Yunyang shook his head, "Before the absolute gap, what kind of courage is of no avail! No one dares to challenge Yuanyang King for a thousand years, is it because the monks in the world are afraid of death?
It's just that the great world is ahead, and the way ahead is promising, I don't want to do that! "
"So, isn't it even more amazing?"
Zhao Zhen looked back and glanced at Chu Yunyang with a solemn expression: "There is no way to go, you can let it go, and those who have a way of retreat but still dare to let it go are even more rare."
Chu Yunyang was startled slightly.
Phoo~
Qu Yun had already grown up, and Ling Ling disappeared on the top of the mountain as the cold wind howled.
For thousands of years, Da Shi Mountain has not been watched by many people.
Feng Xinglie has never concealed his deeds all the way, and even invited many people to watch the battle.
At this time, outside the Da Shi Mountain, there are no few masters gathered.
Or admire, or disdain, or indifferent, or calm, or with anticipation... Thousands of eyes gather, all looking at the figure that is stepping forward.
Everyone is waiting and watching.
I want to see if this young man with the most talents can truly challenge Yuanyang King.
Before he could walk down the mountain, he was crushed to death by fingers falling from the sky.
Huhu~
In the extremely distant wind and snow, Xie Yi slowly stood up, with the demon blood ticking on his palm, and under him, a scarlet array pattern flashed and disappeared.
"Master Blood Spring has the power to penetrate the heavens! As he expected, this Dashishan really has a huge gathering of masters, and there seems to be a lot of aura coming in the distance!"
Zhukong looked at Da Shi Mountain in the distance, his eyes gleaming with a strange light.
"The speed is still not fast enough."
Xieyi sighed, "If I cultivated the Blood Sea Netherworld Dao to great success, there would be 80 billion Blood Gods that can be activated in my thoughts, and any formation can be done..."
The Blood Sea Nether Dao comes from outside the sky, and its power is unpredictable inferior to any emperor scriptures and holy methods in this realm, and even more weird, because there has never been such an inheritance of magical powers in this world.
"There are many masters gathered here, but there are more blood gods, and they are not available."
The candle space fluttered, floating in the snow.
With the cultivation base of the two people, the ordinary formation can be thousands of fingers, but this formation is different, it seems simple, but there is no space inside.
Even if there is a formation, it cannot be arranged in a short time.
"There seems to be a lot of masters here."
Xie Yi took a deep look at the sky, and dissipated in the wind and snow.
"Huh? Who is watching me?"
Yuan Duxiu, who swept across the sky further away, moved in his heart, falling from the sky as if he was aware, looking around, catching the strange breath.
"This kind of breath seems to have never been seen before, who is this..."
Yuan Duxiu's eyes opened and closed. For some reason, he always felt a little frightened and disturbed.
But swept through with his spirit, but found nothing.
There is no way to find the source of that breath.
"Run? Or..."
Yuan Duxiu whispered in her heart, turned her thoughts, and looked at Qi Cang, but she had an idea in her heart.
The practitioner believes in intuition the most. He has cultivated the method of deducing the secrets of heaven. He believes more in his own feelings. He must find out what makes him feel uneasy.
"you?"
Perceiving Yuan Duxiu's eyes, Qi Cang's heart also jumped, vaguely feeling bad:
"What do you want to do?"
Yuan Duxiu's eyes flashed, and slowly said: "Before the fate is unified, you have to do something for me..."
...
Huhu~
The endless snow soared to the sky, but it didn't fall for a long time, as if being held up by an invisible big hand, the sky was completely white for a while.
Feng Xinglie stepped on the earth without rushing.
He doesn't care how much attention he has caused, whether someone will ridicule or scorn, he doesn't care, even if someone has a ghost, he doesn't care at all.
All the spirit, all the attention, are gathered in this world.
Tongtian, as the name suggests, is to break the gap between man and the sky, and fit the human body to the vastness of the world.
In fact, from the Ten Thousand Dharma to the Heavenly Gang, from the Holiness to the Unity, there are similar practices.
When human beings exist in the world, they cannot help but regard the world as the object of imitation, just as the true form of heaven once followed the example of all races to create the realm of true form.
Huhu~
Feeling the cold wind blowing, the extremely concentrated wind gradually lost consciousness, in a trance, it seemed to feel the veins of the land under his feet.
Feel the context of heaven and earth.
Facing Dashi Mountain and facing the most invincible enemy in the world, the tremendous pressure that he has to face at this moment has made the wind-shaped fierce spirit condense to an unprecedented level.
For the first time, I grasped the opportunity of breakthrough.
Step on!
Feng Xing Li stepped forward, not eager nor slow, as if trance.
But no one dared to stop the place he passed, and even the many monks who were thousands of miles away felt the pressure of their hearts and could hardly breathe.
Phoo~
The shadows flowed down in front of the mountain, Zhu Dahai stood up from the foot of the mountain, looking at the petite, but powerful young man, he said:
"You want to worship the mountain?"
His voice was loud, like a thunderstorm.
Feng Xing Lie heard the words before slowly raising his head, his calm eyes moved slightly only when he felt the pure blood in the body of the burly giant in front of him:
"Are you going to stop me?"
Zhu Dahai shook his head: "Master invites you into the mountain."
Although he was dissatisfied with the little man in front of him, since the master had ordered, he could only do so.
The wind cast his eyes down:
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Zhu Dahai glanced at Feng Xinglie, shook his head, and turned to the mountain.
Under the gaze of many gazes, Feng Xing Lie stepped into Dashi Mountain, but Zhu Dahai seemed to think of something, then turned back and said:
"Master said, anyone who arrives today can enter the mountain, no one can stop it!"
"Ok?"
"what?"
"King Yuanyang, this is..."
Hearing this, the onlookers could not help being surprised. It is not surprising that King Yuanyang foresaw someone coming to worship the mountain.
Let everyone in, it seems...
A group of people have different thoughts, and someone has already stepped out of the sky, and fell in front of the mountain, but it is Qu Yun.
He raised his head and glanced at the invisible Da Shi Mountain, without any hesitation, he stepped into it.
If one person moves, everyone moves.
The divine light broke through the sky, after Qu Yun, they all went to the mountains.
"The third son of the Tyrant Palace, Dingyuan City Zhao Zhen..."
Some people recognized the people and exclaimed.
The outside world is noisy, but no one who enters the mountain knows it. Looking at the mountains outside the mountain, the fog is hazy, just thinking it is a big formation, but when you enter the mountain, all sounds disappear.
In a trance, it was like entering another completely different world!
Everyone is a generation of achievements in the unity. At this moment, when they look at it, they only realize that there is a blank space in front of them, and they can't catch anything.
"Tai Huangtian?"
The wind-shaped eyes moved slightly.
As soon as I thought, I heard a bell falling down from the sky, majestic and melodious.
The bell hung down, and suddenly, the hazy and invisible ‘fog’ in the mountains has dissipated.
Instead, it is cast by a side of Xuanhuang, thirty-six stories high, like a towering tower with a sky column lying in front of it!
The big characters composed of three Dao patterns on it flicker:
Tower of Babel!