"This man is a holy teacher!"

"Confucius's Dharma Body Protector! This is the founder of my Wendao Confucian Sage, and you must worship when you see his Dharma Body!"

"We literati have seen the Holy Master!"

Countless people of literature and Taoism burst into tears and shouted loudly.

Even the elders of the Tianji Gate, who had always been indifferent, trembled and knelt down, even kowtowing, their voices trembling with excitement, "My Tianji Gate, meet the Holy Master, meet the Confucian Holy Law Body!"

Yin Rumo on the side knelt down without caring about his identity, a dragon robe was deep in the soil, and said reverently: "The emperor of my Yin Yang Dynasty is like ink, please meet the emperor...... Wait, Holy Master?"

Yin Rumo was stunned.

The others also came back to their senses, and looked at Zhang Feng's special effects, and they were all stunned.

This purple thunder, this yin and yang rotation, this ** lotus, this auspicious purple ring......

Isn't this the legendary Zhang Feng?

"Lizhou Qilinzi, Emperor of the Three Dynasties, Wufeng Holy Son, peerless genius, shocking handsome guy, Zhang Feng?!" Yin Rumo looked shocked.

The elder of Tianjimen trembled: "I look at the top of this person's head, there is a pillar of luck condensed, and he is the chosen son!"

"If the luck of the world is divided into ten stones, this person has twelve stones, and the people of the world still owe him two stones!"

"This wind is so terrifying!"

Everyone present also understood.

"He, it turned out to be Zhang Feng!"

"This wind is really as handsome as the legend!

"This isn't a little white face at all!

"It's worthy of Zhang Feng, the kung fu of constricting the aura is really not something we can imagine, that ordinary qi refining aura is just like the real thing! I'm ashamed to say it, I really thought he was a scumbag who hooked up with a girl. ”

At this moment.

The audience was shocked.

Liu Yaohe was also short of breath, but then her eyes were excited and happy!

Really!

Iron Bull is not an ordinary person!

He turned out to be Zhang Feng!

Murong Feng's face on the side was gloomy, he never expected that the mediocre qi training boy who was competing with him for Liu Yaohe turned out to be Lizhou Qilinzi, Zhang Feng!

At this moment, Murong Feng was extremely desperate in his heart.

But then, Murong Feng's eyes suddenly swelled with a hint of expectation.

"What about Zhang Feng!"

"As long as he loses face on this dragon worship platform, then all this is fake!"

But Murong Feng hasn't finished thinking about it yet.

I saw Zhang Feng easily standing on the first step of Bailongtai and striding out!

Third Order!

Sixth Order!

Twelfth Order!

Everyone tried their best to step on the first-order Bailong platform, and at this moment, it was like becoming Zhang Feng's private runway!

Suddenly, Zhang Feng had stepped up eighteen steps.

But it didn't stop.

Zhang Feng's speed was extremely fast, and under the influence of thunder and lightning, he was like a thunderbolt, sweeping all the way up the bluestone steps that reached the sky!

Murong Feng was dumbfounded, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "I'm so ......"

The Tianji Gate Elder was already stunned.

Yin Rumo, the emperor of the Yin Yang Dynasty, also completely forgot his noble identity, and shouted excitedly: "Fifteen steps, the posture of the sub-saint!"

"Eighteen steps, the posture of a saint!"

"He's still on it!"

"He's going to the end of this road!"

The shouts of Yin Rumo brought everyone back to their senses and shouted one after another.

"Nineteen steps!"

"Twenty, he has reached twenty!

"His speed hasn't slowed down at all!"

"Thirty-sixth order!"

"Holy Master!"

"Wait, he's still on it!"

In the sky, the mighty golden rays swayed down, shining on the handsome figure shrouded in thunder that day.

There are also countless phantoms of scriptures and classics, floating around Bailongtai, the handwriting on it is cumbersome and ethereal, as if it contains the avenue of heaven and earth.

At this moment, all the literati present felt that the cultural qi in their bodies had increased dramatically, and every time they glanced at the phantoms of those heavenly classics, they seemed to have a trace of understanding about heaven and earth pouring into their hearts!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Several literary tones suddenly diffused.

"I broke through!"

"I even broke through!"

"I've entered the realm of lifting people!"

At this moment, countless talented people present shouted with shocked and ecstatic expressions.

They never expected that they would be able to break through just by seeing the scene of Zhang Feng climbing to the dragon platform!

"He is worthy of being a holy teacher! he is a teacher everywhere and tireless in teaching!"

"We have thanked the Holy Master!"

"Thank you for your advice!"

Countless talented people bowed to Zhang Feng, who was climbing the Bailong platform.

And at this time.

Zhang Feng quickly climbed on top of the Bailong platform.

The entire Bailongtai gushed with a rich literary atmosphere, constantly washing Zhang Feng.

But after turning on the special effects, the previous resistance disappeared in an instant, and Zhang Fengyi was not afraid of being washed by the literary atmosphere.

The majestic aura that came from the impact, under the purple gold light emitted by the auspicious purple ring, fled and dispersed, and he didn't dare to rush into Zhang Feng at all.

It seems that this Bailongtai has no qualifications to embarrass Zhang Feng at all!

The gentle golden dragon entrenched on the steep mountain peak trembled at this moment, and the originally contemptuous and disdainful eyes were full of excitement and awe at this time.

Zhang Feng walked 5,000 steps.

For a whole hour, the entire Bianjing was silent, watching here.

Zhang Feng ascended to Longtai, and this news has spread throughout Bianjing in just a few incense sticks.

As Zhang Feng climbed higher and higher, the vision on Zhang Feng's body became more and more intense.

Above Zhang Feng's head, an illusory white jade crown appeared again, exuding a mysterious aura.

In the sky, the sky is full of light, and there are cranes flying, and the golden light is thousands of miles.

Even on the border of the Yin and Yang Dynasty, looking at Bianjing, which is thousands of miles away, it is still dazzling.

On this day, the whole Bianjing was bathed in golden light.

"This, I'm afraid I'm going to sit on the ground and fly up. Yin Rumo watched this scene blankly.

The elder of the Tianji Gate on the side held the transmission note in his hand, looked at the thousands of miles of golden mangs in the sky with a confused expression, and said weakly: "Senior brother, senior brother, come out to see the immortals." ”

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you talking about, Third Senior Brother?" came a puzzled voice from the transmission note.

"Immortals, immortals, this is a real immortal. The Third Elder of Tianjimen replied in a daze, "I never thought that after living for such a long time, I would be able to see immortals." ”

Everyone in the audience was also shocked.

"Zhang Feng, it's terrifying!"

"He's still walking!"

"His terrifying aura, I'm afraid he has to have Yuan Ying to cultivate!"

Wu Liang on the side smiled and said, "Yuan Ying, you also underestimate my senior brother too much!"

"Let me tell you, my senior brother has now crossed the tribulation, and he is just waiting to sit on the ground and become an immortal!

"What?" the monk who spoke looked shocked, "Your senior brother has ...... Wait, who are you?"

No light: "......"

"I am, Sheung Shui Holy Peak, Wu Liang!" Wu Liang's tone suddenly became complicated, and his originally happy mood was instantly unhappy.

The senior brother shines thousands of miles in Bailongtai, and everyone in the world knows his name.

And he even had to introduce himself.

It's sad.

But the saddder is yet to come.

"Wuliang?" a monk looked shocked: "Your name is Wuliang?"

Wuliang was stunned for a moment, and then said with a look of anticipation: "Yes, yes, have you heard of me?

"No, don't get me wrong, I'm just curious about how someone called Wuliang...... Which one is not bright? Is it the Wu of Koutian, or the martial arts?" replied the monk.

No light: "......"

"There is nothing to look forward to. After Wu Liang finished speaking, his face was complicated.

The monk looked at Wu Liang, then at Zhang Feng in the thousands of miles of light, and nodded: "It's really like his name." ”

Wuliang was silent for a long time: "Yes." ”

Well, the name my parents gave me was very prescient.

Compared with the brilliance of his senior brother, isn't his future bright?

"It's okay, Liu Liang Xiaoyou," the monk laughed, "The mediocrity in front of you is only short-lived, and you won't be so miserable in the future!"

When Wu Liang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, that's right, as long as I work hard by my brother's side, sooner or later I can stand side by side with my senior brother, and be as famous as my senior brother!"

"No, no, no, I mean, you'll get used to it later. The monk patted him on the shoulder.

No light: "......"

But then, Wuliang's face changed slightly.

"Look, Zhang Feng's pace has slowed down!"

Someone pointed to Zhang Feng, who had reached half the height of Bailongtai and whose figure had faintly been in contact with the thunderclouds, and shouted.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at them one after another.

The monk's body has been strengthened by spiritual power, and in terms of perception acuity, it has far surpassed ordinary people.

Even though Zhang Feng was nearly two thousand zhang away from the ground at this time, the monks squinted, and the figure the size of an ant was still extremely clear.

Wu Liang looked at the figure of his senior brother, and his face changed slightly.

Sure enough, Senior Brother's speed slowed down.

The frequency of taking a hundred steps per minute has become, ninety-nine steps per minute!

This gap is very obvious!

"Senior brother, I'm afraid I'm going to run out!"

Wu Liang's face was nervous.

The people present also sweated for Zhang Feng.

And at this time.

Zhang Feng's forehead was already oozing cold sweat.

Wu Liang was right.

Zhang Feng is now at the end of his crossbow!

Walking so far, Zhang Feng's physical strength has lost one percent!

Feel it carefully, and you can even feel the pain of walking on the soles of your feet!

Although this physical exhaustion is not much, if it continues like this, Zhang Feng will definitely consume more physical strength.

With Zhang Feng's steady character, this is not allowed.

That's why I lowered the pace to ninety-nine steps per minute.

But this subtle gap has already shown how tired Zhang Feng is now.

Of course, the reason for the exhaustion was that Zhang Feng felt the repulsion from the Bailong platform again.

It's like walking in the water, with every step you take, there is an invisible restraint.

And with each step, this bondage multiplies!

"Five thousand four hundred and twenty-eight. Zhang Feng walked ten more steps in one breath and stopped.

At this time, Zhang Feng already felt that he had reached the limit, as if every step he took seemed to be in the middle of ten thousand pounds, and his shoulders were like carrying a mountain.

Zhang Feng knew that the next step was definitely not something he could compete with.

But then, Zhang Feng gritted his teeth fiercely!

There is no problem, it can't be solved by pretending.

If there is, it is not in place.

Zhang Feng raised his head, looked at the towering and steep mountain top, and took a deep breath.

All dodge.

I'm going to start pretending.