Just as the seven archangels were about to climb the ladder and arrest Zhang Jun, suddenly a young man about twenty years old walked slowly with flower petals. Every time he took a step, a ripple appeared in the air, and white lotus blossoms bloomed in the air, and the fragrance hit people, making the seven archangels on the scene all feel peaceful and show extremely relaxed and comfortable expressions.

However, they didn't dare to slack off, because the person who came was the Holy Son, so they knelt on the ground one after another: "I'll wait to see His Highness the Holy Son!" With that, they came up and kissed the young man's feet.

The young man smiled slightly, he was wearing a white suit, his appearance was extremely handsome, his smile was bright and chic, and he said lightly: "Get up." Looking at your faces, is there an accident?"

"Yes, Your Highness the Son, the plan has changed, a Middle-earth monk has entered the ruins first, and has already ascended the ladder. We are preparing to climb the ladder to arrest the man and wait for His Highness's fate. The bearded archangel said respectfully.

The Holy Son frowned slightly, and with this frown, it seemed that the heavens and the earth had become gloomy: "Someone is actually one step ahead of me, I want to see who dares to compete with His Highness for creation!"

"Please wait, Your Highness, and a few of us will go and arrest the man at once." An archangel said that they hated Zhang Jun very much in their hearts, and if they were caught, they would definitely torture him severely, so that his life would be worse than death, and he would never recover.

"No, people of Middle-earth, this holy son is not in his eyes. This ladder is not something that anyone can climb, and that person must not have reached the end yet. Moreover, the first part of the ladder is of no value to the Son, and it is the one hundred steps behind it that are useful. The Holy Son said lightly. With that, he stepped up the stairs and walked up quickly.

Since Zhang Jun had already walked all the way, he did not get the slightest benefit in the process of ascending the ladder, and the benefits were collected by Zhang Jun in front. At this moment, Zhang Jun had just reached the nine hundred and third steps, and his speed was so slow that he couldn't be slow, but he still gritted his teeth and walked up. Nothing else, because with each additional step, he can obtain great benefits, and the soul will be sublimated because of it, and the spiritual realm will be completed because of it.

"No, it's too slow, I've got to figure out a way." He said in his heart, ready to sacrifice the white bone relic, and use its power to forcibly rush upward. As soon as this idea came to him, he felt someone arriving behind him, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, and quickly turned around to check.

I saw a young man in a white suit, walking slowly, and with every step he took, lotus blossoms bloomed under his feet, illuminating all directions. In the blink of an eye, this person walked to the same level as him, and it was obvious that if two people climbed the ladder at the same time, the benefits would be equally divided. The powerful force emanating from the stairs stopped the young man in one fell swoop, and his movements became slow.

"You are the one who is bold enough to snatch the creation with this Holy Son, and I don't think there is anything strange about it." The Holy Son said lightly, with a face looking down on the world, "You kneel down now, swear by the Yuan God, and be my loyal servant from now on, I will not kill you." ”

Zhang Jun looked at him like an idiot and sneered: "You kneel down and lick my toes, then I won't stab your chrysanthemum with it." He took out the golden treasure and shook it, and said with a murderous expression.

The Holy Son has a noble bloodline, has been carefully cultivated by the Pope since he was a child, has learned the most high-end etiquette, eats the most high-end food, and learned the most high-end mental method, and has always been high up, looking down on the common people, how could anyone dare to insult him like this? Don't say such things, even if someone says a word without honorifics in front of him, he will be punished by the Holy See.

"You! I'll kill you! The Holy Son was furious, raised his hand and suppressed Zhang Jun, his white hand suddenly magnified tenfold, like a grinding wheel, and bombarded down with supreme power.

Zhang Jun was slightly surprised, although the other party only had the realm of a child angel, his strength was not weak. However, this couldn't scare him, and he immediately sneered, waved his hand and sent out a big hand of Yuan Shi True Qi to meet him. There are no supernatural powers, no fancy, pure power collides, and two big hands slam together.

"Boom!"

The qi waves were rolling wildly, Zhang Jun's feet moved slightly, but the Holy Son took three steps back in a row, and looked at Zhang Jun with a surprised face. Zhang Jun's eyes flickered, and he said, "Wishful thinking!" Are you from the Yang family?"

It turned out that when he was fighting just now, he realized that the other party was using wishful thinking. He also has this wishful thinking, which he got after killing Yang Tianxuan, so he is naturally very familiar with it.

The Holy Son's face was ugly, he really didn't expect Zhang Jun's strength to be so strong, and the other party could still see his identity and origin. He exhaled lightly and said, "I know who you are, you are the damn Zhang Jun who has been disturbing the Holy Sect, right?" No wonder Yang Tianxuan and Yang Tianji's group of wastes can't deal with you, you are indeed very strong, at least not weaker than me. ”

Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you are really related to the Yang family, but you are white, this doesn't seem right, right?"

"I'm a half-breed, my father is Emperor Yang, the one who founded the Holy Sect, and he is now deeply used, and he is currently fighting for creation in the ruins. As for my mother, you are not qualified to know her identity. The Holy Son said coldly.

Zhang Jun showed disdain: "I have killed more than one of Emperor Yang's species, and it is not too much to kill you more." But Uncle Ben has something important to do today, so I don't have time to play with you. After speaking, seventy-two golden skeletons appeared in his mixed yuan secret territory, and the white bone relics gushed out power.

His original strength was about 35 million catties, and the power emitted by the white bone relics was about 90 million catties. At this moment, the strength of his whole body immediately exceeded 100 million catties, reaching about 135 million catties, and this level of strength had already approached the realm of the Holy Monarch.

"Boom!" The momentum around him soared, his body suddenly became flexible, and then he easily went up another level.

In an instant, the Holy Son felt that all the benefits of the Divine Ladder were collected by Zhang Jun, and he couldn't help but be furious, and said angrily: "Bastard, you stop this Holy Son!"

"Stop your sister!" Zhang Jun scolded, threw off his feet and ran wildly, nine hundred and three, nine hundred and four, nine hundred and five, and then the speed became slower and slower, and when he reached the ninth and ninety-eighth step, he couldn't go up to the last step no matter what.

Zhang Jun's speed was too fast, and the Holy Son behind him ran wildly to catch up, although he could always step to the first step where Zhang Jun was, but Zhang Jun then stepped to the next level with a strange smile and reaped all the benefits. This is the rule of the ladder of the gods, whoever can step to the next level first, the benefits of the current level will be given to whomever else.

"Damn! I won't let you go! The Holy Son was anxious and angry, although he had a super strength of 30 million catties, Zhang Jun's strength was not weaker than him, and it suddenly broke out just now, which caught him off guard. If Zhang Jun hadn't acted so quickly, he would have at least a dozen ways to slowly climb to the top of the Divine Ladder, but now it seemed that no matter what he came up with, it would be too late.

"Besides, Lao Tzu will kill you directly!" Zhang Jun glared at him viciously, and then secretly urged to "sweep in all directions", preparing to forcibly break through the last stage. He felt that as long as he broke through this last stage, his mind would be sublimated.

The Holy Son also became nervous, this is the benefit of the last order, it is exactly what he needs most. At this moment, he didn't care about anything else, and shouted, "Taichu Lotus Flower!"

Suddenly, a white lotus flower appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which was brilliant and dazzling. As soon as the Holy Son's Primal Lotus Flower came out, he immediately showed a smug face and said, "Damn it, you tremble at the feet of this Holy Son!" This primordial lotus flower is the mark of my life, representing my noble and supreme bloodline. I will kill you and make you regret your opposition to this Son! ”

However, he was disappointed, Zhang Jun didn't mean to be afraid at all, let alone crawl and tremble, he just said, "Huh": "Sure enough, it's the primordial divine body!" Then he didn't urge to "sweep in all directions", but urged the "Three Qing Divine Powers", and a ray of blue light shot out, turning into a baby-like little hand, brazenly grabbing the lotus flower in the center of the Holy Son's eyebrows.

"What?" The Holy Son was shocked, he couldn't have imagined that the other party would dare to pick up his most powerful and core Primal Lotus Flower, damn it! Doesn't he know how to defile God?

"Die! Light Judgment! He drank wildly, and the primordial lotus flower emitted an immeasurable white light, which had the effect of purifying the world, and was very lethal, and everything was destroyed in the light.

"Shut up!" Zhang Junsen said, and the little hand "snapped" on the Taichu Lotus Flower Seal. It's like a hand covering the spotlight, and the light goes out all of a sudden, so the so-called Holy Light Judgment naturally can't hurt Zhang Jun.

"Zizi!"

Green smoke rose from Qingguang's little hands, and the five little fingers were picking and digging, squeezing and pulling at the center of the Holy Son's eyebrows, so painful that the Holy Son screamed and kept jumping his feet: "Beast! Brutes! You actually snatched my primordial lotus flower, this is the bloodline mark of God, you really damn it! God will punish you and make you fall into hell! Tear your soul to pieces, wear out your body, and live forever under the scorching fire! ”

"Wave!"

A clear sound came out, like a rubber stopper on a glass bottle being pulled off. Qingguang's little hand finally plucked the primordial lotus, and the holy son howled miserably, like being blasted by 100,000 steel rods, so miserable and painful, under the intense grief and resentment, he actually shed blood and tears in his eyes, and the strong resentment frightened Zhang Jun.

Qingguang's small hand took away the Primal Lotus Blossom, and immediately shrank into the Mixed Yuan Secret Realm and began to refine, and wisps of pure and extreme power were absorbed by it. At this time, Zhang Ke didn't have time to ink him, and kicked the crazy holy son away. It's not that he shows mercy, but he sees with the Buddha's eyes that this "Holy Son" has a terrible curse on his body, and once he kills it, it will trigger a curse on his upper body, and he doesn't want to risk it at this critical moment.

After kicking the Holy Son, he immediately urged to "sweep the world", and his strength instantly increased, and after he roared, he took the last step steadily and stepped on the end of the divine ladder! In an instant, a large number of supernatural powers entered his spiritual realm and transformed it.