Chapter 1325: Sky ladder

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Three days passed quietly.
In the past three days, Ye Chen has never left Zizhu Peak. With his eyes closed for three days, he felt the chaos.
In the morning, the gentle sunshine poured over the earth, and this fairyland became more peaceful.
From a distance, there were shadows flying out of the 9,000 peaks of Da Luo Jianzong. There were disciples and elders, all wearing brand new robes. By the count, there were hundreds of thousands of them.
At the center of Da Luo Jian Zong, there is an open area surrounded by three mountains, with a full circle of 200,000 feet. It is the land of Da Luo Jian Zong, where all the sons of God are here.
Today is an important day for Da Luo Jianzong to choose the Son of God.
At this moment, the land of Zen is already crowded, and there are people from all directions in the sky.
"Who do you say is capable of overpowering the heroes to become sons of God." People have not yet arrived, and the sound of discussions has been one after another. Groups of disciples have gathered together, and you are talking lively.
"Brother Ziyang, who must be Tian Jianfeng." Someone groaned. "Last time, he lost only one trick of Daluo. He has no superior blood."
"It's hard to say. Brother Zili of Di Jianfeng is not vegetarian, and he has been advancing rapidly in recent years. His master has not yet found a lot of elixir, and his combat power has already changed."
"I think it is Brother Zitian of Ren Jianfeng."
"Not Brother Ziyang, Brother Zili, or Brother Zitian, let's talk to him anyway! Everyone else is like a little shrimp, just like us, cannon fodder."
"I haven't seen it, then Li Kang of Zizhu Peak is here." When Zheng Huan was chatting, I didn't know who said it, attracting the attention of too many people. The real Zizhu at the entrance had brought Zizhu Peak's disciples, It can be described as mighty, Ye Chen is among the crowd.
"It's weird. One heaven can sweep away three imperial realms with one palm. He's open!"
"It must have hidden strength." Someone touched his chin. "It is not heaven to see its breath. Uncle Zizhu should have smashed a lot of elixir in the past three days to help him break through to the realm."
In the discussion, Ye Chen, Nie Feng, and Ling Xuan have sat down, ignoring the Quartet's eyes.
As for his cultivation, he has changed from imitating the heaven to emulating the realm of emperor. Otherwise, if he only wins the position of the Son of God through the cultivation of the heaven, he will be astounded and inevitably be taken back to study.
"Da Luo Jianzong is really talented!" After scanning for a while, Ye Chen could not help but sigh, there are no less than a thousand unique bloodlines, and the breath is not weak, all of whom are extremely talented.
"Brother Ye, the only thing that can pose a threat to you is Tianyang Feng's Ziyang, Di Jianfeng's Zili, and Ren Jianfeng's Zitian." Nie Feng said, "The three of them are overbearing blood. Last time they fought. At the time of the Son of God, the three of them were almost the same as Da Luo, and especially Ziyang of Tian Jianfeng was on par with Da Luo. Only one move was lost. "
"I know all this." Ye Chen smiled.
"Forget it." Nie Fenggan coughed, forgetting that Ye Chen had searched Li Kang's memory.
"Zitian is here." Ling Xuan whispered as the two spoke.
"Mysterious Reality." Ye Chen looked up slightly and looked at the side of Xu Tian. A figure had come from the sky, but it was a purple hair, full of breath, and shining, and there were many mysterious visions on the side. , Its repair is the pinnacle of the imperial realm, only one step to advance the quasi-Saint.
"Zi Li is here too." Nie Feng said lightly.
"Diyan real body." Ye Chen lifted his eyes and looked away, and at first glance he saw the purple glass that came from the sky. The momentum was not weak, the whole body was burning with flames, and the blood was even more magnificent.
Under Ye Chen's gaze, Zitian and Zili fell in unison, the seats were still facing the north and the south, and they were far apart. The two still had a look at each other, and the provocative flickers in their eyes.
"Brother Ziyang is here." The two shouted when they looked at each other.
At this moment, Zitian and Zili frowned, looking at one another, and there was a thick dread in their eyes.
"Jiuyin is the perfect vein." Ye Chen smiled again, watching Ziyang from the air with great interest.
Compared with Zitian and Zili, this Ziyang breath has been outrageous. His physique is very powerful, his whole body is flying and the visions of the whole body are intertwined with mysterious pictures from time to time.
With all the attention, Ziyang fell, and looked at Zitian and Zili with a playful glance, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was soaked with the amused smile. Fight with me, you are far behind.
The three people arrived one by one, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly became hot.
In particular, many women look like idiots.
After the three, many disciples came from Yutian. The cultivation is not weak, and the blood is also a special generation, but compared to the three of Ziyang, it is not a star.
All the disciples arrived, followed by the heavyweights. The Lord of the Da Luo Jianzong and many elders also arrived.
Ye Chen glanced at him, and his heart couldn't help but stagger. Da Luo Jianzong had eighteen saints alone and watched the audience. There were no less than two hundred quasi-sacred people. Such a lineup is shocking.
However, Ye Chen did not see the Holy King of Da Luo Jianzong, and most people of that level would not come.
"Quiet." The lively place of closed meditation became momentarily peaceful with a solemn voice.
An elder in white has already boarded the cloud platform, with a solemn look, but a sage monk. The sacred realm is eightfold. Ye Chen has not seen him, most of them are saints who have just retreated.
"Not much to say, open the way to heaven." The saint in white whispered, leaving too many people upright.
As the saint in white fell, the place where Feng Zen was buzzing and turbulent, and then a layer of cloud ladder appeared, one layer was layered to the sky, and the nine hundred and ninety-nine layers were arranged in full, each layer was characterized by The ancient formations are powerful and extreme, even more.
"The disciples participating in the selection, go to heaven." The saint in white uttered words, with supreme majesty.
"Leave." Disciples from all sides got up.
"I haven't climbed the sky yet." Many disciples can't wait to pass, with a novel look.
"Just do your best." Many peak masters have also warned their disciples in this way, because there is nothing for them to compete for the divine son. The real competition is to nourish Ziyang, Zili and Zitian. As for the remaining disciples, at best Just for foiling, just be happy.
"You can't do anything about it." Ziyang, Zitian and Zili also got up, glanced at the disciples with contempt, and there was a disgusting smile on the corners of their mouths.
"You two won't go?" In the seat, Ye Chen stood up, but Nie Feng and Ling Xuan were not seen.
"Just look at it." Nie Feng and Ling Xuan both smiled.
"Alright."
"Kanger, don't let the teacher down." Before leaving, the real man in Zizhu did not forget to scratch his beard.
"Look at it!" Ye Chen frizzled his hair smartly, but he didn't know that this old guy named Zizhu could not cover it later, because his disciples were going to fly into the sky.
"That's Li Kang?" Ye Chen walked down and drew the attention of the Lord Luo Jianzong.
"He is the disciple who swept three imperial realms," said a saint beside him.
"I never thought Zizhufeng had such a talented disciple. How deep is Zizhu hiding!"
"No matter how talented it is, it is just a foil." A saint said unabashedly, but the crowd did not refute, because it was always stronger than Ziyang.
When several people talked, many disciples scrambled to set foot on the road to the sky, and the scene was dark.
"It's not difficult!" Many disciples were surprised, the first ten layers were very easy to walk, and there was almost no pressure.
However, without walking dozens of layers, some disciples' steps became heavy, their faces flushed with coercion, and they were even pressed half-kneeled there. Dozens of floors are so difficult, let alone the 99th floor.
"Can't support it." Some disciples have crushed the jade and left Tianlu.
Once someone left, a chain reaction was formed, and the disciples who were filming into the sky went down to the sky, so that the shadowy figure on the sky before suddenly became a lot more empty.
However, there are also a few unbelieving disciples who are overwhelmed by their breath and still persist.
boom! boom! boom!
In the discussion, the three figures were running side by side, with heavy steps, the stepped ladder was banging, there was no pressure, and they went straight to the top step by step, needless to say that they were Ziyang.
"It's so strong." The disciples sitting on the ladder, each looked at the back of the three in shock.
"No pressure at all."
"So, after all, we are just foiling." Someone shook his head secretly.
"I can't help it." Listening to the shock of the way, feeling the awe of the eyes, the three of Ziyang laughed and laughed. During the period, the three also did not forget to look at each other, and their eyes were mostly provocative. The real race has not yet begun, and the outcome is unknown.
"Here I think, who will come to the point first." Looking at the sky, the Lord of the Great Luo Jianzong yelled.
"My husband is optimistic about Ziyang."
"I like Zili."
"Zitian's strength is not weak." Many saints have scratched their beards. "The Son of God must be born among the three of them, but no matter who he is, he can't compare to the Lord Luo!"
Speaking of Da Luo, whether it is the Da Luo Jianzong lord, saint, or quasi-elder, his face is cold, and the son who has made every effort to cultivate, said that he died.
I rely!
As the people talked, an exclamation came from below.
After hearing the words, everyone gathered their thoughts and looked at Tianlu, their eyes narrowed slightly.
No wonder they were so screaming, and no one was screaming, mainly because someone on the road was walking fast, or trotting all the way up, as if ignoring the suppression of the sky.
That man, needless to say, is Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was the last one to go up the ladder, shaking his head all the way, shaking off a batch of disciples, and walking to the 500th floor without stopping or panting.