The original regular climbing was suddenly changed by the clear wind.

Those who had been stagnant moved one after another, although the pressure was getting stronger each time, and the pressure here was about several hundred meters above the ground, doubling the pressure every ten meters, and such a high cliff could no longer be described as coercion.

Only the will of perseverance can continue, only the will of an arrow like an out-of-body sword, the kind of madness that sees death as home, and only in this way can we continue to move forward.

The Jedi overtaken by the clear wind, the powerful courage and mana, shocked everyone one after another, it turned out that he was so powerful, so invincible.

On the cliff, because of the pressure brought by the below, several people in the middle stage of foundation building suddenly fell one after another, and people were suddenly strangled by the sword qi of the void in mid-air.

When they saw that the people who were still alive and active before turned into ashes in an instant, it suddenly chilled the remaining dozens of people, and a strong fear rose in their hearts, they looked at the sky unwillingly, and looked down at the void below.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at them below, for they knew that as long as they didn't hold on to the past. Then the next second will be to turn to ashes.

Unconsciously, Old Man Hou, who had long been integrated into the darkness, reappeared, but this time he was no longer the sloppy man before, but became a fairy bone.

His eyes were scorching, and there was a glimmer of hope in them, and although his face was calm, his eyes could not hide the edge at all.

"Castle Lord...... Could he be our hope?" asked an old man in the void to a man shrouded in chaos.

The chaos surged, and the tall figure finally revealed the face that had been hidden all along.

The resolute face, the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but there is an incomparably hideous scar on the face, the scar obliquely runs through a handsome face, like a centipede lying there, looking at it from a distance, it is extremely hideous.

As everyone knows, when the old men beside him watched him reveal his true body, they were even more shaken, and their eyes flashed with madness.

"Yes...... He will!" He was silent for a long time, and finally uttered these three words, and then returned to chaos again!

"Daddy...... Shall we choose another person?" Qian Duoduo on the side cried so much that it rained, and in such a simple sentence, it contained countless brothers' deep meanings.

There are guilt, sadness, worries, and an indescribable heartbeat!

"Princess Duoduo...... The city lord is also helpless, you have to be considerate, for the sake of the people of Guiyuan City, for the millions of lives in Guiyuan City...... and the people of Dawn within a radius of 5,000 miles outside the city!"

When she heard this, Qian Duoduo, who was originally crying pear blossoms and rain, suddenly quieted down, she quietly stared at the wind Qingyang who was desperately climbing on Tiandu Peak, and looked back at the man who was still hidden in the chaos, and seemed to have made some kind of determination in her heart, but she didn't speak after all.

Under Tiandu Peak, countless disciples looked at the wind with murderous intent, and they all transmitted the situation and special means of this place back to the sect.

If Lu Xun or the Heavenly Demon Prince were in front, it would be fine, but if the little zombie climbed to the front, it would definitely not be tolerated. It is absolutely intolerable, because he is a zombie, how can the creatures in heaven and earth lose to a zombie who is spurned by heaven and earth.

So--whether he wins or loses in the future, he's going to die!

And at this moment, Feng Qingyang is climbing rapidly, but as everyone knows, he has been pushed into the abyss by humans, an abyss from which there will be no return, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as an enemy in the world.

Now, he only has transcendence in his heart, constantly transcending, he looks at Lu Xun, he is the son of Wan Jiao of the righteous path sects, only by surpassing him can he prove that he has the opportunity to subvert Maoshan and go to the endless sea.

He couldn't give up, and his blood-like red hair was flying in the air, which was extraordinarily eye-catching, like blood...... It seems that the cultivation realm is about to stir up a bloody storm because of him.

He is a zombie, spurned by heaven and earth, but guarded by zombies in the underworld, he has the supreme cultivation book - Taiyin True Scripture, has the congenital bloodline of the corpse king, has the ancient lost array technique, has the supreme inheritance of the zombie clan, and has only recently obtained the word of hope.

With so many treasures gathered in one place, where could he be qualified to lose?

The Terrans stand in my way, and I will step on them, even if the whole world is the enemy?

When I kill the people of the world, will there still be enemies? When I stand on top of the heads of all living beings, am I still the evil demon in their eyes? When I can shatter the sky, will I still think that I am a zombie spurned by the heavens?

Feng Qingyang asked himself again and again in his heart, and he still got the roar in his blood, which was an unyielding force, unyielding to heaven and earth, unyielding to coercion, and unyielding to all living beings.

"Go ahead, go beyond ...... I want to transcend ......," muttered Feng Qingyang.

The Heavenly Demon Prince stared at him from above, his eyes turned from admiration to shock, and then from shock to indifference, and finally Western Digital turned into a dazzling killing machine, the wind was clear and he would die, and he would definitely not be allowed to grow.

In the end, Feng Qingyang surpassed the Heavenly Demon Prince Wu Zili in one game...... Become the second person on Tiandu Peak at this moment, and also the second place.

At this moment, there were only a few dozen mid-stage foundation building disciples left on Tiandu Peak, but when he saw Feng Qingyang, the Heavenly Demon Prince and Lu Xun who had not stopped, he finally sighed deeply.

"Castle Lord...... I abstain!"

"I abstain from ......"

"I abstain from ......"

Suddenly, these three words resounded between the mountainsides, and countless disciples abstained one after another, full of helplessness and unwillingness.

After a short time, the remaining mid-stage of foundation building gave up on continuing to climb, and all chose to abstain.

Even Lu Zhishen, who has been persevering, sighed deeply and chose to abstain.

"Red Devils...... The Sprinkle family will not accompany you to continue, you have to win the game, and then hug the beauty...... If you lose, you won't be a friend!"

"Friends?" said Feng Qingyang to himself, a turbulent current crossed his heart, everyone in the world wanted to kill him, but he still had friends.

He does not have a sense of belonging to the Ghost King Sect, but he has a deep attachment to the four people of the Ghost King Sect, as well as the four people who live in the wind and thunder, and Zhu Xuezhu, who is rich and sleeping, he knows that even if he is burdened by the people of the world, they will not bear him!

At this time, there are still three people on Tiandu Peak, one is a peerless spirit body that is praised by Taixuanzong as a rare one in ten thousand years, Lu Xun, the first person in Taixuan, and one is Wu Zili, who was born with purple qi coming from the east for 800 miles, and the Heavenly Demon Sect is the pride of countless heavens, and the other is the wind is clear.

The city lord and the horse will eventually compete among the three, but is it really so beautiful?

These three people, no matter who is out, will cause turmoil in the cultivation realm.

Anyone can abstain, but the three of them can't abstain, one is the representative of the human race, the other is the representative of the demon race, and the other - but for one person, for a beloved!