He became ruthless and suppressed all distracting thoughts deep in his heart. He looked up again and saw that Lu Xun in the sky had faintly turned into the sneering face of Wu Chenzi of Maoshan.
Feng Qingyang shouted wildly, and in the incredulous eyes of everyone, he climbed up without stopping. He climbed up like this for a while, and finally stopped steadily beside Lu Zhishen.
It only took him one hour in total, and in one hour he caught up with Lu Zhishen, who had climbed three days ahead of him. How terrifying this was, he was just a monster. Even a monster couldn't have such speed.
"Is he a pervert?" After a long time, the people watching below said stupidly. They were actually shocked to the point of being numb. They had all experienced that kind of pressure themselves. The pressure doubled with every ten-meter ascent. His continuous ascent of a hundred meters directly increased the pressure tenfold.
What's more, what's even more terrifying is that he didn't stop at all and rushed up in one breath. It was simply beyond words.
Lu Zhishen's mouth opened into an O shape, his eyes were full of horror, which eventually turned into admiration and pride.
"Since I have chosen this, I will do whatever it takes to succeed! This is also a tribute to the hardships I have gone through along the way!"
Feng Qingyang looked at Lu Zhishen deeply, then looked at Lu Xun, who was 500 meters away from him, and Wu Ziri, the prince of the Tianyao Sect, who was 300 meters away.
Phew~
A strong wind suddenly blew up on the mountainside, and the dark night was even more stormy and cloudy. The night was rolling, and there seemed to be the sound of muffled thunder.
Feng Qingyang stood straight on the cliff, and unconsciously he recalled the moment when he was chased by the people from Maoshan and jumped off the cliff. At that time, he was holding the demon wolf Xiaoyue in his arms, but in order not to implicate it, he let it leave alone.
"Such a long time has passed, are you doing well?" Feng Qingyang murmured to himself, and every person who had helped him appeared in his eyes one by one, the disappeared General Ying Gou, the late Zombie King Liu Wuji, and - and Zhu Xuezhu who opened his heart.
In the end, the only figure left in front of his eyes was Zhu Xuezhu. She was still dressed in white, as white as snow. She looked at Feng Qingyang so quietly and sweetly, her lips slightly raised, as if repeating those words: Don't be afraid, I'm always by your side watching you.
boom!
Suddenly, an aura burst out from him that shook the heaven and earth. His blood-red hair flew wildly and his crescent-shaped robe rustled in the wind.
It looked like he was a sword that had left his body. Yes! It was a sword that had left his body. His unyielding will burst out on the cliff. His eyes were red and his heart was full of unyielding will.
When all the images turned into Zhu Xuezhu falling into his arms, he was angry, really angry, and could no longer suppress the rage in his heart.
Looking at Lu Xun who had turned into Wuchenzi above, Feng Qingyang shouted loudly. The sound was like a thunder exploding out of nowhere, which penetrated deeply into everyone's ears and made their eardrums buzz.
He exerted his strength like crazy, and his "copper skin and iron bones" burst out. With the surge of magic power, the pressure from the surrounding void suddenly lightened.
Since I have participated in the competition, I must win first place! Only by winning first place can I get Zhu Xuezhu! Only by winning first place can I get the help of the city lord.
"I can't lose. Anyone who stands in my way will die!" He laughed again, and the nails on his hands suddenly stretched out, flashing a heart-pounding cold light in the dark night.
He let go of the strange rock in his hand and dug his nails deeply into the cliff. He penetrated into the cliff, which was as hard as diamond, with an unyielding spirit. The friction between his nails and the cliff produced a dazzling light.
Phew~
The wind is rising~
He moved. After catching up with Lu Zhishen, he moved again. He never took any rest. Although there were creaking sounds coming from inside his body, he still did not stop.
He glanced at Tiandu Peak from afar. This mountain, which still pierced the clouds in the dark night, was like a prehistoric beast, and he was just a tiny ant on this prehistoric beast.
Poor and ridiculous ants.
"Even sparrows can have the ambition to ascend to the sky. Who says ants cannot ascend to the sky?" He reached upwards and rose a few meters again in front of everyone's numb gazes.
The people below Tiandu Peak began to breathe rapidly. It seemed that they witnessed a miracle that night, a shameful miracle.
He is a zombie, a zombie that is despised and rejected by heaven and earth, but such a small zombie has left countless people and countless talented disciples from major sects far behind.
He rose from the grassroots, without the protection of a sect, without the support of elixirs and spiritual stones. He struggled between life and death, and grew up through donating blood.
With one hand, he unleashed an unparalleled killing formation, and with one hand, he killed two thousand disciples in the early stage of foundation building. What a courage and what a heroism it was.
Everyone stared at him blankly. The mountainside had fallen into silence. This group of disciples who were hailed as the pride of heaven lowered their heads in shame. They admired Feng Qingyang deeply, but they also hated him to the extreme in their hearts.
Because he is a zombie, he is not a human! Zombies are ultimately rejected by the world. Since the world rejects them, what about the humans living in it? They also regard him as an alien.
It is said that those within our clan will have different hearts when they disagree with each other. When seeing Feng Qingyang's rapid rise, countless people have already had murderous intentions in their hearts. Even if they cannot kill him, they will report to the clan and send masters and powerful people to hunt him down!
In the endless void, Qian Duoduo's eyes had already turned red from crying. Although she didn't know why Feng Qingyang was like this, she could feel the deep sadness in Feng Qingyang, a sadness that could not be melted by the spring breeze bathing the earth or the sunshine.
It is like ten thousand years of ice, hurting deep into the bone. Only blood, hot blood, only bright red and hot blood can melt it.
The tall man shrouded in chaos had a gleam in his eyes. He looked at Feng Qingyang, who was going crazy on the cliff, with a silent face, but his face was shaking slightly.
Finally, he sighed deeply in his heart, and looking at Qian Duoduo who was crying beside him, he felt extremely complicated.
Ten meters... Twenty meters... Fifty meters... One hundred meters...
His sharp and stiff nails pierced into the cliffs of Tiandu Peak and he climbed another hundred meters. However, this hundred meters directly left the remaining disciples in the middle stage of foundation building behind him.
The Crown Prince of the Heavenly Demon Clan, who was still two hundred meters away from him, felt his heart suddenly jump and his eyes burst into disbelief. Once upon a time, he was also a child of destiny. He had the bloodline of the supreme great sage of the demon clan and he was the number one of the entire young generation of the demon clan.
He was already holding his breath because of Lu Xun who had surpassed him and left him far behind. But now he saw Feng Qingyang chasing him relentlessly from below, and his heart was pounding even more.
Little did they know that Feng Qingyang's crazy behavior deeply irritated Lu Xun and the Heavenly Demon Prince Wu Zili.
They originally needed to pause for a moment, but they gritted their teeth and reached out their hands again...