The First Immortal of the Heavens

Death Saint Road is the name given to the seven-step road by the people of Fengcheng and Ghost City.

At the end of this road is the holy treasure, which is the inheritance of the saints. Even the Great Xia Empire and the ghosts and gods are very excited. We must know that the huge war that spread thousands of years ago, the saints fell like rain, and there are only a handful of inheritances left. , And it is even rarer to leave the inheritance in such a fair and honest manner. From this we can see how powerful and terrifying the saint who left this holy treasure and the saint's inheritance is.

However, they have occupied this place for a long time, but they are still unable to take it.

Just gave the name of a Death Saint Road.

Luan Youer sneered and determined that Zhang Yang was seeking his own way.

Are they ghost wind and ghost tiger?

They are not optimistic about Zhang Yang being able to walk down alive.

At least every year, they will try, and every time the result is that the person who tried is killed, without exception.

Zhang Yang's heart is filled with excitement, not tension.

He has always liked challenges, and eager to have challenges. The more difficult problems he faces, the easier he is to calm down, especially when he enters the wonderful state where the heart is like water still, as if heaven and man are in harmony.

This time, it is no exception.

In every case, he seemed to be sublimated, and he had a keen judgment on everything.

So he took another step without hesitation and climbed the second step.

For a moment, the holy intent was awe-inspiring, there was a mighty holy power, and there seemed to be a saint to come out in a trance, and there was a kind of spiritual depression, and there seemed to be holy sounds in the ears.

He stayed briefly and took another step.

The third step.

The moment he stepped on, the scene before him changed drastically.

The awe-inspiring holy meaning and mighty holy power condensed into a real saint, still vague, but it makes people feel real, and there is a terrible holy power oppressing him, making his body feel like he is about to collapse, and there is a sound If there is Ruowu's holy voice, hit the heart directly.

"What is Wu?"

"What is Tao?"

"What is the purpose of martial arts?"

"In front of the saint, what should you do?"

A series of sacred voices asked questions directly to the heart, seeming to shake his martial arts heart, making him look up, bow his head, and listen to the holy way.

Zhang Yang's mind was in a trance for a moment, and it was nothing more than that. He raised his head again, his eyes bloomed with divine light, and he shouted in a low voice: "What is martial arts? What is Tao? Why do I need to explain my martial arts path to you?"

"I practice martial arts, I only ask my heart, and I don't need to explain it to you."

"saint?"

"Sorry! I want to be immortal, I should be fearless and fearless, what about a saint."

This is his martial arts, his heart.

From the time he stepped into the martial art, from the time he knew the saint, he never took the saint too seriously.

That was how the spirit faced Shaku Shinichi back then.

Later, he faced Lie Qingshan as well.

When the saint who was only respected just now, such as Liu Yinhu, came to Mocheng, he did not hesitate to choose Tu Sheng!

Because his eyes are immortal.

The vague saint in front of him was still there, and he stepped forward resolutely, just like breaking the obstacle in front of him, directly ignoring it.

He went up three steps in a row and reached the sixth step.

Only one step remains in front.

This process actually progressed very fast, so that Luan Youer, Guifeng, Guihu, etc., who were waiting for his death on the Road of the Death Saint with a sneer, changed their expressions greatly.

"He actually climbed the sixth step."

"Sacred Treasure, the inheritance of the saint may really be gained by him."

"I wait for the two cities to solve things, he can do it? It's no wonder that our ghosts and gods platform and their Great Xia Empire jointly issued an order, and even the search for the Phoenix woman can be temporarily abandoned. This person is not easy!"

Instead, their hearts were shaken.

Zhang Yang's heart is always firm and consistent, and he never took the saint too seriously from beginning to end.

His martial arts goal has always been... cents.

Xu is that he is not like others. Since he has practiced, there have been people who have explained martial arts, the power of Xuanhe saints, and told that the road to immortality has long been interrupted, etc., and the resulting bones are the awe of the saints and the despair of immortals.

He is different.

This is also true, he is taking a path that belongs to him.

In the same way, this death saint road also faintly let him understand what his inner persistence is.

He also somewhat grasped the essence of his martial arts.

"call……"

He breathed out a foul breath, he didn't stop much, and once again stepped to the last step.

The moment a foot stepped on, the sky and the earth changed abruptly, and if there was an immeasurable sacred power surging, a hand came out from the end of the sky, covering the sky, covering the sky, crushing everything, and going straight to him to cover it.

Even more terrifying holy voices roamed between heaven and earth, flooding deep in his heart and echoing in his mind.

"There are ants under the saint!"

This is a posture of a saint sitting on the cloud, seeing all things and all beings as ants, and it is a suppression of the martial arts heart, and the invincible saint's will to destroy his inner martial arts persistence.

Zhang Yang looked up at the giant hand that covered the sky with clear palm prints, and muttered to himself: "A saint? If I become an immortal, a saint is also an ant!"

He never bowed his head.

Still stick to his own way.

Boom Shengyin became more and more overbearing: "Insult the saint, die!"

The terrifying giant hand that covered the sky suddenly crushed the void, and turned it into a real palm.

At that moment, the blood in Zhang Yang's body boiled, and he seemed to be back when he was bleeding and injured earlier.

Every time he bleeds, he is irritable, just because of the shame that comes from the depths of the bloodline and the soul. Even in the reckless forest King Kong dojo, the saints and monsters in the forbidden area of ​​the demon sword hurt him, it is still a shame.

Now excited by this terrible oppression, mighty, seemingly distant, the ancient voice roared through the boiling blood.

Zhang Yang couldn't hear clearly, but he was full of irritability and unwillingness. The shame of being despised by the saint burned wildly in his heart. In a trance, he seemed to have a mysterious fit in the depths of his blood, and he coldly shouted: "The immortal is like an ant, saint What is it?"

With a word, the vast sky-covering giant hands suddenly collapsed.

All the visions before him disappeared.

Only the blood in his body was still boiling and turbulent, making him give birth to southern Xinjiang, no, the entire vast world, even the cosmos, the world and everything, were all being stepped on by him.

He immediately ascended the seventh step.

When he set foot, it was as if the world had expanded infinitely, and he was standing on the top of the world.

Obviously, the seven steps are no more than ten meters high, but when they really reach the top, they are like standing on the top of the Darifeng Ruins, overlooking the entire Darifeng Ruins, with a panoramic view of everything.

Such as the Eastern Fengcheng, towering.

It's like a ghost town in the West.

Such as the huge corpse of a hundred-meter giant.

Like a keel that stretches for hundreds of miles.

Such as the Darifengluan at Darifeng Market.

He knew that this was left by this holy treasure, the owner of the saint's inheritance.

The seven steps are about the inner world. Once you can't hold it, it will collapse and affect life; if you can climb, you will feel like a small world, because the saint is the supreme existence in the vast world after the eternal night.

He bowed his head and looked.

In addition to shock, Luan Youer, Guifeng, Guihu and others have...greed.

"Death Saint's Road is like the process of asking the mind of the martial arts in the Boundless Boundary Realm. There are many people in the Boundless Boundary Realm who are difficult to complete, but you actually did it." The light in Luan You'er's beautiful eyes was exceptionally bright, and could not conceal it. The eagerness to live, especially after glancing at the jade bottle holy treasure, the exhilarating voice was slightly trembling, "You did it, it’s good, it deserves to be the one who made us give up looking for the Phoenix woman and must kill it, great. If you get the holy treasure, then you can kill you to seize the treasure."

Guifeng greedily said: "There is a saint's inheritance in the holy treasure. Our ghosts and gods have long been evaluated. This saint is suspected to be able to challenge us the first saint of the ghosts and gods. Become one of the most invincible saints in the world."

Guihu can't wait to kill people and win treasures.

The publicity who overlooked them sneered.

Not to mention the contempt of the saint brought by the blood boiling, it is his fearless heart, even if he knows that the opponent's realm is far beyond him, he still has a strong fighting will.

He wants to try how strong he is at level five.

It's better not to let him down.

Murder for treasure?

He also wants to kill people for treasure!