The scene was in chaos, noisy and noisy, all of them had to board the bridge, only the people of the Zhang family of the Heavenly Sword were very quiet, their eyes did not look at the left direction, because there was a great demon god-like murderer there, Xin Shiluo died in the Zhang family, and many people in the Zhang family knew about it.

One after another, people from the Zhang family also began to climb the bridge, and this overpass was not simple, so that many people could not move forward halfway and were forced to retreat.

The sects and disciples also boarded the bridge, and walked very fast, such as Zhang Erlang of the Zhang family, Lu Jian of the Eastern Emperor family, the holy son of the Ziwei Sect, the holy son of the Ethereal Palace, the little pirate of the East China Sea pirate, Zhang Xiaobao and the gibbon monkeys who walked with him, as well as powerful loose cultivators from all over the country, who all climbed the bridge to try the road to compete for creation.

This is a place full of Tao, three mountains, containing Taoism, Taoism is born of one, life is two, and three is the Taoism of all things, with three giant peaks as the center point, the invisible Tao fills this radius of three miles, the avenue lines flicker and dark, looming, this kind of large array can only be arranged by ancient Taoist masters.

"Ahh

Someone screamed, this was a disciple of the Ethereal Palace, he had already walked two-thirds of the way to the Lethe Bridge, but he still couldn't stand the invisible pressure, and his legs began to creak with broken bones.

"Kah, ah, my legs"

Finally, the legs of this outstanding disciple from the Ethereal Palace were crushed and burst by the invisible pressure, and there was no blood in the wound, and the white bones could be seen, but they did not bleed, which was very weird.

Zhang Yixing was frightened, because this person was not far behind him, he heard the shouting, Zhang Yixing did not look back, he took one step at a time, and every step was very difficult, like a mountain pressing under his feet, making himself unable to move.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer people on the bridge, and many people were forced to step back, and they were no longer eligible to win the championship.

"Huh"

The crown prince from the Eastern Emperor family let out a surprised sound, and a young man walked past him, only to see that this young man took a golden lotus step by step, and every step would leave the mark of the Dao, all imprinted on the bridge, emitting a faint golden light.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Xiaobao, the son of the great thief, was also very surprised, although this young man did not look very tall and a little thin, I saw him walking forward step by step with his eyes closed, and his footprints were deeply imprinted on the plywood on the bridge.

"Wow"

Zhang Erlang of the Zhang family directly opened the third eye to look at Zhang and his entourage, and saw that half of the young man's body emitted red light, half of which emitted blue light, and slowly blended with each other into golden light, which was very strange and mysterious.

The scene was very chaotic, there were discussions, there were shouts, some people were unwilling, and some people lamented.

"Who is this young man, he actually surpassed the so-called pride of the sky, and he is about to reach the peak"

"This teenager is not simple, what is sacred"

"Where did he come from, and what sect did he come from?"

"If this kid can really fuse the flowers on the other side and get the secret technique hidden in the Sansheng Stone, he will definitely be a strong master in the future."

But what was even more surprising was a monk, I saw him go halfway up the bridge, and directly sacrificed a red lotus, and the fat monk stepped on this lotus flower with one foot and floated to the right peak, which was the place where the red lotus monk died.

"Who is this monk, who can actually control the sky"

"This is the treasure of Buddhism in the Great Wilderness of the Western Regions, the holy light of the red lotus"

The old man of Dengyun in the Ethereal Palace recognized this treasure.

"It's a pity that we are all over the age of trial, it's really untimely"

Ziyang Zhenren of the Ziwei Sect was very regretful, and he couldn't wait to be two thousand years younger now and compete for creation.

The monk was going to seize the mantle of the Red Lotus Monk, everyone knew it, and the discussion turned to Zhang Yixing's side, because he was still three steps away from reaching the peak, which had to be eye-catching.

"According to legend, the Sansheng Stone contains three thousand avenues, which can make people realize the Tao and have an epiphany that is most suitable for themselves"

Zhang Zhengying, the great elder of the Zhang family, has gray hair, he grabs his beard, and he is very envious.

On the Lechuan Bridge, the closest to the end point is Zhang Yixing, he is still three steps away, and then there is Lu Press, Zhang Erlang, Zhang Xiaobao, gibbon, these people are still five steps away, and several people are very unconvinced, because Zhang Yixing has surpassed them later, and the third echelon is the Holy Son of the Ziwei Sect, the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden of the Ethereal Palace, and a bearded man, they are still nine steps away.

No one on the bridge took another step, and it was static.

"I'm going to keep going"

Zhang Yixing closed his eyes, felt the avenue of heaven and earth, and at the same time ran the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Gong and Qingyuan Heavenly Gong, the blessings of the two major exercises, exerted to the extreme, he was trembling all over his body now, it seemed that he was only three steps away, but Zhang Yixing was difficult to take a step forward, he felt like he had stepped into a swamp, and he had already fallen into most of his body.

Time passed in a moment, three days passed in a blink of an eye, the number of people on the bridge decreased, and now there is still the prince of the Eastern Emperor family on the bridge, the golden crown on his head has exploded, and now the cloak is scattered, the shoes under his feet have turned into powder, and now he is barefoot.

Zhang Erlang had white hair and a shawl, and the golden armor and holy clothes on his body had been torn, and he was also embarrassed and barefoot.

Zhang Xiaobao, the descendant of the big thief, has given up moving forward and retreated.

The gibbon was still trying, and his monkey hair stood up all over his body, piercing all the robes on his body.

The Holy Son of the Ziwei Sect was the last, and the Taoist robe on his body had turned into countless strips of silk hanging on his body, and he was also embarrassed, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

With the addition of Zhang and his entourage, there are now six people left.

"Two steps away"

The people below had already exploded, and more than 10,000 pairs of eyes were staring at the few people above, especially Zhang Yixing, who was a dark horse and was still two steps away.

Zhang and his entourage are scattered, and now he is the most embarrassed, his whole body is naked, the red, blue and gold colors on his body are constantly flashing, and the treasure is like a god king, with his own holy light, pure as xia.

"Ahh

Zhang Yixing looked up at the sky, his left eye glowed red, and his right eye glowed with blue, which was very weird, he shouted and raised his right foot and finally took another step.

"Boom"

The bridge is shaking, the mountains are shaking, the ground is shaking, what kind of force is this, many people don't understand now.

"He's going to make it"

"One step away"

Zhang Yixing has completely become the focus of discussion, and now only one person is very worried, that is, before, the old lady of the Zhang family who opened the bow to shoot Zhang Yixing, he finally understood in his heart why Madame wanted to get rid of this young man, if he was given enough time to develop, he would be the first generation of Tianjiao of the new generation of the Zhang family, and he would definitely be one of the helms of the Zhang family in the future.

On the left cliff a gray-haired old man stands, he is bound by the iron chain of the avenue, can not move, it takes a lot of energy to make a force, he looks at the thin figure of Zhang Yixing, his eyes are full of love, this child is the descendant of his grandson, perhaps the only mantle left by the Xin family in this world.

"One out of three thousand"

Old man Nobunaga-kun is over 5,000 years old, and he is now very relieved that his grandson has a good eye and has such a successor.

"Heaven will not die, I believe in my family, hahaha"

Although the old man was imprisoned, his momentum did not diminish at all, and his heroic laughter shocked countless people below.