Three days passed quietly. Yawen Romance.org
For three days, Ye Chen never left Zizhu Peak. He closed his eyes for three days and realized the way of chaos.
In the early morning, the warm sunshine pours on the earth, making this fairyland even more peaceful.
Looking from a distance, people could be seen flying out of the nine thousand peaks of the Great Luo Sword Sect. There were disciples and elders, all wearing brand-new Taoist robes. Upon closer inspection, there were hundreds of thousands of them.
The center of the Daluo Sword Sect is an open space, surrounded by three mountains, with a radius of two hundred thousand feet. It is the place where the Daluo Sword Sect is enshrined, and all the sons of gods are enthroned here.
Today is an important day, the day when the Great Luo Sword Sect selects the Son of God.
At this moment, the place of Fengchan is already crowded with people, and there are still people coming from all directions.
"Who do you think can defeat all the heroes and become the Son of God?" Before everyone arrived, discussions were already happening one after another. Disciples gathered in small groups, chatting lively with each other.
"Senior Brother Ziyang of Tianjianfeng must be there." Someone muttered, "The last time we competed for the Son of God, he only lost one move to the Son of God. His domineering bloodline must be unmatched by anyone!"
"That's hard to say. Senior Brother Zili from Dijian Peak is not a vegetarian. His cultivation has advanced rapidly in recent years. The master uncle has not yet found a lot of elixirs, and his combat power has already transformed."
"I think it's Senior Brother Zitian from Renjianfeng."
"It's either Senior Brother Ziyang, Senior Brother Zili, or Senior Brother Zitian, it's just the three of them! Everyone else is just a foil, just like us little shrimps, we are also cannon fodder."
"Have you seen that, Li Kang from Zizhu Peak is here." While we were chatting happily, someone said something, which attracted too many people's attention. At the entrance, Zizhu Master had already arrived with his disciples from Zizhu Peak. It can be said that there is a huge crowd, and Ye Chen is among the crowd.
"I'm surprised that one heavenly realm can sweep away three imperial realms with one palm. He must be cheating!"
"He must be hiding his strength." Someone touched his chin, "Looking at his aura, he is no longer in the heavenly realm. Master Zizhu must have taken a lot of pills in the past three days to help him break through to the imperial realm."
Amid the discussion, Ye Chen, Nie Feng and Ling Xuan sat down one after another, ignoring the gazes from all directions.
As for his cultivation, he has changed from imitating the Heaven Realm to imitating the Imperial Realm. Otherwise, if he had taken over the position of Son of God based on his Heaven Realm cultivation alone, people would be surprised, and they would inevitably be taken back to study.
"Daluo Sword Sect is really full of talents!" After scanning around, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh. There were no less than a thousand special bloodlines, and their auras were not weak. They were all extremely talented people. .org Yawen Bar
"Junior brother Ye, the only ones who can pose a threat to you are Ziyang from Tianjianfeng, Zili from Earthjianfeng, and Zitian from Humanjianfeng." Nie Feng said, "All three of them are of domineering blood. The last time we fought, During the time of the Son of God, the three of them had almost the same fighting power as the Son of Daluo, especially Ziyang of Tianjianfeng, who was on par with the Son of Daluo and only lost one move."
"I know all this." Ye Chen smiled.
"I forgot about this." Nie Feng coughed dryly, forgetting that Ye Chen had already searched Li Kang's memory.
"Zitian is here." When the two of them communicated, Ling Xuan whispered.
"The real body of Xuan Mie." Ye Chen raised his head slightly and looked towards the sky. A figure had already crossed the sky. It was a head of purple hair, full of breath, shining divine light, and there were many mysterious phenomena intertwined around it. , whose cultivation level is at the pinnacle of the Imperial Realm, and is only one step away from advancing to Quasi-Saint.
"Zili is here too." Nie Feng said lightly.
"Earth Flame True Body." Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and at a glance he saw Zi Li coming from the sky. His aura was not weaker than Zi Tian's, his whole body was burning with flames, and his energy and blood were as majestic as the sea.
Under Ye Chen's gaze, Zitian and Zili fell down one after another. Their seats were still facing each other in the north and south. They were far apart. The two of them did not forget to look at each other, with a provocative look in their eyes.
"Senior Brother Ziyang is here." When the two looked at each other, someone shouted.
At this time, Zitian and Zili frowned and looked at Fang Fang one after another, with a strong look of fear in their eyes.
"Nine Yin Juemai." Ye Chen smiled again and looked at Zi Yang who came through the air with interest.
Compared with Zitian and Zili, this Ziyang aura is much more powerful, the body is very powerful, the fairy light is flying all over the body, and the strange phenomena around the body are intertwined with mysterious pictures from time to time.
Under everyone's attention, Ziyang stood down and glanced at Zitian and Zili on both sides with a playful look. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, full of a playful smile. "Compete with me, you are far behind."
The three people arrived one after another, which instantly heated up the atmosphere at the scene.
In particular, many women look like nymphos.
After the three of them, many more disciples came from Yu Tian. They were all not weak in cultivation and had special bloodlines. However, compared with the three of Ziyang, they were not even a little bit behind.
After all the disciples arrived, the heavyweights came next. The Holy Master of Daluo Sword Sect and many elders also arrived one after another.
Ye Chen glanced at it and couldn't help but clicked his tongue in his heart. There were eighteen saints in the Daluo Sword Sect alone. Looking at the audience, there were no less than two hundred saints at the quasi-sage level. Such a lineup was shocking.
However, Ye Chen did not see the Holy King of Daluo Sword Sect, and most people of that level would not come.
"Quiet." The lively place of Zen suddenly became quiet due to the sound of *.
An elder in white clothes has climbed onto the cloud platform with a solemn expression. He is a saint monk, the eighth level of the holy realm. Ye Chen has never seen him before. He is probably a saint who has just come out of seclusion.
"Without further ado, let's open the way to heaven." The saint in white said calmly, causing many people to sit upright.
As the white-clothed saint fell, the Zen place buzzed and trembled, and then layers of cloud ladders appeared, one after another leading to the virtual sky, with a total of 999 layers arranged, each layer Carved with ancient formation patterns, it was extremely powerful, with each layer becoming more powerful.
"Disciples who participate in the selection will go to heaven." The words of the saint in white were ethereal and filled with supreme majesty.
"Let's go." Disciples from all directions stood up.
"I haven't climbed the Heavenly Road yet." Many disciples couldn't wait to go there, with a look of novelty on their faces.
"Just try your best." Many peak masters also warned their disciples, because fighting for the Son of God is nothing to do with them. The real competition is still between Ziyang, Zili and Zitian. As for the remaining disciples, at best It's just a foil, just make yourself happy.
"You don't know what you can do." Ziyang, Zitian and Zili also stood up, glancing at the scrambling disciples with disdain in their eyes, with disgusting and teasing smiles hanging on their lips from beginning to end.
"Aren't you two going?" Ye Chen stood up from his seat, but Nie Feng and Ling Xuan didn't get up.
"Just watch." Nie Feng and Ling Xuan both smiled.
"That's fine."
"Kang'er, don't let me down." Before leaving, Master Zizhu didn't forget to stroke his beard.
"Look at it!" Ye Chen licked his hair coolly, but he didn't know whether this old guy named Zizhu would be able to cover him up later, because his disciple was about to soar into the sky.
"Is that Li Kang?" Ye Chen walked down, attracting the attention of the Holy Master of Daluo Sword Sect.
"He is the one who swept away three emperor-level disciples with one palm." A saint beside him said.
"I never thought that Zizhu Peak would have such a talented disciple. Zizhu is hidden deep enough!"
"No matter how talented you are, it's just a foil." A saint said without any concealment, but no one refuted it, because no matter how strong they are, they can't be stronger than Ziyang and the others.
While a few people were talking, many disciples were rushing to set foot on the heavenly path, and it was completely dark.
"It's not difficult at all!" Many disciples were surprised. Walking through the first dozen floors was very easy and there was basically no pressure.
However, before walking dozens of floors, some disciples' steps became heavy and their faces turned red from the pressure. Some even were even pressed to half-kneeling there. Only then did they understand the horror of the Heavenly Road. It would be so difficult to reach dozens of floors, let alone nine hundred and ninety-nine floors.
"I can't hold it anymore." Some disciples had already crushed the jade stone and left the heavenly road.
Once someone left, a chain reaction started, with hundreds of disciples descending on the Heavenly Road, so that the previously dark crowds of people on the Heavenly Road suddenly became much emptier.
However, there are also a few disciples who do not believe in evil and are overwhelmed but still persist.
boom! boom! boom!
In the midst of the discussion, the three figures could be said to be walking hand in hand. Their steps were heavy and the ladder they stepped on made a loud bang. There was no pressure at all. They went straight up step by step. Needless to say, they were Ziyang and the others.
"So strong." The disciples who were resting on the ladder looked at the backs of the three of them in shock.
"There's no pressure at all."
"So, we are just foils after all." Someone shook his head secretly.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities." Listening to the shocked voices and feeling the awe-inspiring looks of pairs of people along the way, Ziyang and the other two laughed teasingly. During this period, the three of them did not forget to look at each other, with provocative looks in their eyes. The real competition has not yet begun, and the outcome is yet to be determined.
"Who do you think will get to the point first?" Looking at Tianlu, the Holy Master of Daluo Sword Sect said leisurely.
"I'm optimistic about Ziyang."
"I'm quite optimistic about Zili."
"Zitian is not weak in strength either." Many saints stroked their beards one after another, "The position of the Son of God must be born among the three of them, but no matter who it is, no one can compare to the Son of God Daluo!"
Speaking of the Son of God of Da Luo, whether it was the Holy Master of Da Luo Sword Sect, a saint or a quasi-saint elder, their expressions turned cold. The Son of God who had devoted all his efforts to cultivate him died at the last word.
Holy shit!
While everyone was talking, screams came from below.
Hearing this, everyone stopped their thoughts and looked at Tianlu, their eyes narrowed slightly.
It’s not their fault, nor the people present’s screams. The main reason is that there was a person on the Heavenly Road who walked too fast, or jogged all the way up, as if he was ignoring the suppression of the Heavenly Road.
Needless to say, that person was Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was the last one to go up the ladder to heaven. He shook his head all the way, leaving behind batches of disciples, and reached the 500th floor in one breath without stopping or breathing heavily.