Chapter 1325: Sky-Reaching Ladder

Three days passed quietly.

In the past three days, Ye Chen has never left Zizhu Peak, closed his eyes for three days, and realized the way of chaos.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine pours down on the earth, making this wonderland even more peaceful.

Looking from a distance, there are figures flying out of the 9,000 peaks of the Great Luo Sword Sect. There are disciples and elders, all wearing brand-new Taoist robes. Counting them in detail, there are hundreds of thousands of people.

At the center of the Great Luo Sword Sect is an open land, surrounded by three mountains, with a radius of 200,000 zhang. It is the land where the Great Luo Sword Sect enshrines Zen, and all the sons of gods are enshrined here.

Today is an important day, the day when Da Luo Jianzong chooses the son of God.

At this moment, the land of Fengchan is already crowded with people, and there are still people's shadows coming from all directions.

"Who do you think will be able to overwhelm the crowd and become the Son of God?" Before all the people arrived, there were already discussions one after another, and disciples gathered in groups of three or four, chatting with each other was very lively.

"Then it must be Brother Ziyang from Tianjianfeng." Someone murmured, "Last time in the competition for God Son, he only lost one move to Da Luo God Son. His domineering bloodline is unmatched by anyone!"

"That's hard to say. Brother Zili of Earth Sword Peak is not a vegetarian either. His cultivation base has advanced rapidly in recent years. The master master has not found a lot of elixir for him, and his combat power has already changed."

"I think it's Senior Brother Zitian from Jianfeng."

"It's not Senior Brother Ziyang, Senior Brother Zili, or Senior Brother Zitian, anyway, it's just the three of them! Everyone else is a foil, just like us little shrimps, they are also cannon fodder."

"Did you see that Li Kang from Zizhu Peak is here?" During the chat, someone said something, which attracted the attention of too many people. At the entrance, the Master Zizhu had brought the disciples of Zizhu Peak. It can be said to be mighty, and Ye Chen is among the crowd.

"I'm so surprised, a heavenly realm can sweep away three imperial realms with one palm, he must be cheating!"

"It must be hiding its strength." Someone touched his chin, "Looking at his aura, he is no longer in the heavenly realm. In the past three days, Master Zizhu must have thrown a lot of pills to help him break through to the imperial realm."

Amidst the discussion, Ye Chen, Nie Feng and Ling Xuan had already sat down one after another, ignoring the gazes from all directions.

As for his cultivation, he has changed from imitating the heavenly realm to imitating the emperor's realm. Otherwise, if he took the position of Son of God just by relying on the heavenly realm, it would be surprising, and he would inevitably be taken back to study.

"Da Luo Jianzong is really talented!" After scanning around, Ye Chen couldn't help sighing, there were no less than a thousand special bloodlines, and their aura was not weak, all of them were extremely talented.

"Junior Brother Ye, the only ones who can pose a threat to you are Ziyang from Tianjianfeng, Zili from Dijianfeng, and Zitian from Renjianfeng." Nie Feng said, "The three of them are all domineering bloodlines. At the time of God Son, the three of them had almost the same fighting power as Da Luo God Son, especially Tian Jianfeng's Zi Yang, who was on par with Da Luo God Son, losing only one move."

"I know all of this." Ye Chen smiled.

"I forgot about that." Nie Feng coughed dryly, forgetting that Ye Chen had searched Li Kang's memory.

"Zi Tian is here." Ling Xuan whispered when the two of them communicated.

"Xuan Mie True Body." Ye Chen raised his head slightly, looked towards the sky, and a figure came across the sky. It was a purple-haired man with exuberant breath and shinning divine light, and there were many mysterious visions intertwined around him. , whose cultivation is at the peak of the imperial realm, and he is only one step away from becoming a quasi-sage.

"Zi Li is here too." Nie Feng said lightly.

"Diyan True Body." Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and at a glance he saw Zili who was coming from the sky,

Zitian's momentum was not weak at all, his whole body was burning with flames, and his blood was as majestic as the sea.

Under Ye Chen's gaze, Zitian and Zili landed one after the other. The seats were still facing each other from the north to the south. There was a long distance between them. They still looked at each other, with a provocative look in their eyes.

"Senior Brother Ziyang is here." When the two looked at each other, someone called out.

Now, Zitian and Zili frowned, and looked at one side, with a strong look of fear in their eyes.

"Jiuyin Juemai." Ye Chen smiled again, looking at Ziyang who came from the sky with great interest.

Compared with Zitian and Zili, this Ziyang aura is a bit stronger, his physique is very strong, his whole body is flying with fairy light, and the visions around him are intertwined with mysterious pictures from time to time.

Under the attention of all the people, Ziyang fell, and glanced playfully at Zitian and Zili on both sides, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, full of teasing smiles, arguing with me, you are far behind.

The three of them arrived one after another, instantly heating up the atmosphere at the scene.

Especially many women, all of them looked like nympho.

After the three, many disciples Yutian came, all of them were not weak in cultivation, and their bloodlines were also of a special generation, but compared with the three of Ziyang, they were not even a little bit worse.

All the disciples arrived, and the heavyweights came next, the Holy Master of the Great Luo Sword Sect and many elders also arrived one after another.

Ye Chen glanced at it, and couldn't help but click his tongue in his heart. The Daluo Sword Sect had eighteen saints alone, and there were no fewer than two hundred quasi-sages in the whole audience. Such a lineup is shocking.

However, Ye Chen did not see the Saint King of Da Luo Jianzong, and most people of that level would not come.

"Quiet." The bustling Fengzen place instantly became quiet due to a solemn voice.

An elder in white has climbed onto the Yuntai, with a solemn expression. He is a saint monk, the eighth heaven of the holy realm. Ye Chen has never seen him before, and he is probably a saint who just came out of retreat.

"Don't talk much, let's open the way to heaven." The saint in white said lightly, making too many people sit upright.

As the white-clothed sage fell, the place where Zen was enshrined hummed and trembled, and then layer after layer of cloud ladders appeared, one layer after another leading to the empty sky. There were a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine layers, each layer depicting The ancient pattern is extremely powerful, and each layer is even stronger.

"Students participating in the selection, go to heaven." The saint in white spoke faintly, with supreme majesty.

"Let's go." Disciples all around got up.

"I haven't climbed the road to heaven." Many disciples can't wait to pass by, with novelty on their faces.

"Just do your best." Many peak masters also warned their disciples in this way, because they have nothing to do with competing for the Son of God. The real competition is Zi Ziyang, Zi Li and Zi Tian. As for the remaining disciples, at best It's just a foil, as long as you are happy.

"You can't do what you can." Ziyang, Zitian and Zili also got up, and glanced at those disciples scrambling for the first place with contemptuous eyes, with a disgusting and teasing smile hanging from the corner of their mouths from beginning to end.

"Aren't you two going?" Ye Chen got up from his seat, but Nie Feng and Ling Xuan didn't get up.

"Just look at it." Nie Feng and Ling Xuan both smiled.

"Also."

"Kang'er, don't let your teacher down." Before leaving, Master Zizhu didn't forget to stroke his beard.

"Look at it!" Ye Chen brushed his hair coolly, but he didn't know if this old guy named Zizhu would be able to cover him later, because his disciple was about to soar into the sky.

"That's Li Kang?" Ye Chen walked down, attracting the attention of the Holy Master of Daluo Sword Sect.

"He is the disciple who swept across the three emperor realms with one palm." A saint beside him said.

"I never thought that there would be such a talented disciple in Zizhu Peak, Zizhu's hiding is deep enough!"

"No matter how talented you are, it's just a foil." A saint said without any disguise, but everyone didn't refute it, because no matter how strong they were, they couldn't beat Ziyang and the others.

While the few people were discussing, many disciples had already set foot on the road to heaven, and it was very dark.

"It's not difficult at all!" Many disciples exclaimed in amazement, walking through the first dozen or so floors was very easy, and there was basically no pressure.

It's just that, after walking dozens of floors, some disciples' steps became heavy, their faces flushed red from the pressure, and what's more, they were crushed half-kneeling there. Dozens of floors are so difficult, let alone nine hundred and ninety-nine floors.

"I can't hold it anymore." A disciple had already crushed the jade and left the heavenly road.

Once someone left, a chain reaction was formed, and groups of disciples went down the celestial road, so that the dark figures on the celestial road before suddenly became much more empty.

However, there are also a few disciples who don't believe in evil, who are overwhelmed but still persist.

boom! boom! boom!

Amidst the discussion, the three figures could be said to be walking hand in hand, with heavy steps, and the ladder they were stepping on was bang bang, without any pressure, they went straight up one step at a time, it goes without saying that it was Ziyang and the others.

"So strong." The disciples who were resting on the ladder looked at the backs of the three in shock.

"There was no pressure at all."

"So, after all, we are just a foil." Someone shook his head secretly.

"Overestimate one's strength." Hearing the shocked sound and feeling the awe-inspiring gazes of Yilu, the three of Ziyang laughed teasingly one after another. During the period, the three of them also looked at each other with provocative expressions in their eyes. The real competition has not yet begun, and the outcome is uncertain.

"You think who will get to the point first." Looking at Tianlu, the Holy Master of the Great Luo Sword Sect let out a long voice.

"The old man is optimistic about Ziyang."

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"Zi Tian's strength is not weak." Many saints stroked their beards one after another, "The position of God Son must be born among the three of them, but no matter who it is, it can't compare with Da Luo God Son!" Fast computer terminal:

When it comes to the God Son of Da Luo, whether it is the Holy Master of the Da Luo Sword Sect, the saint, or the quasi-sage elder, his face turns cold, and the God Son who has been trained with all his strength will die as soon as he says he dies.

I rely on!

While everyone was talking, there was a scream from below.

Hearing this, everyone put away their thoughts, looked at Tianlu one after another, and narrowed their eyes slightly.

It's not their fault, nor the screams of the people present, it's mainly because there is a person who walks too fast on the sky road, or trots all the way up, as if directly ignoring the suppression of the sky road.

That person, needless to say, was Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was the last one to go up the ladder, shaking his head all the way, throwing off batch after batch of disciples, and walked up to the 500th floor in one breath without stopping or panting.