Nine Stars Killer Chapter 1823: Climb the Holy Peak
Yang Chong is stunned, and his own cultivation base is gone. After a hundred years of cultivation, his cultivation base has disappeared completely.
"Ye Feng, I swear, I will kill you!"
Yang Chongran rushed out of the room, and his voice echoed over the School of Disrespect. Many instructors didn't know what was going on.
When I came over and took a look, everyone was dumbfounded. Yang Chong became an old man in his fifties. He couldn't see a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations, his laws disappeared, and he completely turned into an ordinary person.
"Yang Chong, what happened?"
A strong **** emperor came up and asked why he was doing well, and how his cultivation had disappeared.
"Ye Feng, he must have made hands and feet in my body, which abolished my cultivation skills."
Yang Chong sensed it in the ring. At that time, a chill entered his body, and then disappeared. When he returned to the academy, the chill suddenly came out.
Hearing that it was Ye Feng again, many people gritted their teeth with hatred. If it hadn't been for Lao Lu, they would have killed Tai Chi Academy a long time ago, so there is no need to wait here.
"Wait for the master to leave the customs, be sure to settle accounts with this Tai Chi Academy!"
Many tutors are still relatively loyal to the School of Disruption. If something like this happens, they continue to stay in the academy.
"It is useless to talk more now, and it will not change the destiny of the School of Judgment. First find a way to save the current situation, otherwise our Academy of Judgment will be closed."
A **** emperor said faintly, Ye Feng can't kill Ye Feng now, unless the **** emperor makes a move, but there is no way for the senior **** emperor to do anything with Lao Lu.
The most anxious thing in front of me is not to kill Ye Feng, but to restore the loss of the School of Love and reduce it to a minimum.
"Is there any way, thousands of students have to withdraw from the academy, in addition to the senior **** king, the lower **** king level students, more than half of them have retired."
is another instructor of the Emperor, with a look of helplessness, the students of the four colleges are basically divided into three levels.
The ordinary ones are at the fairy king level, which is the lowest level, and the tuition is not very expensive.
Most of them are low-level **** kings, occupying a large part of the academy. There are four to five thousand people in the low-level **** kings academy of the Judgment Academy, which is very impressive, and about half of them dropped out this time.
Next is the senior **** king, the number is not very large, about a thousand people, and there is no news of dropping out for the time being.
But this is the butterfly effect, which will produce a series of effects. Low-level disciples can't get in, and without new blood replenishment, resources can't keep up, and the college will be in crisis.
As for the senior students, they are distinguished. Many of them are children of large families. They just hope to absorb more knowledge through the academy. They are dispensable for the needs of the academy.
In the pottery mud, tears flickered, Ye Feng's body was intertwined with countless lines, very terrible, had already climbed to the Ninth-Rank Peak God King, with one foot already reaching the level of the God King.
Once he stepped into the emperor, Ye Feng would fall into a real bottleneck, and the technique could not be continued, so he had to find the Vatican Death Curse as soon as possible.
But the physical body can continue to break through, cultivate the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons first, and wait for the Vatican Rebirth Curse to accumulate.
Breaking through a Ninth-Rank Divine King, Ye Feng consumed tens of millions of Divine Crystals, which was so terrible that even he was deeply shocked.
Leaving Tao Ni, the sky is already bright. Today, Ye Feng is going to the sixteen people to go to the holy peak to see who has the chance.
Sixteen people came to the academy very early, this time they won the championship, and Ye Feng alone rewarded them with one million crystals to help them improve their family situation.
This is what they deserve. Speaking of which, they helped Ye Feng win four billion, and the sixteen talents were divided into tens of millions, which is not a lot.
I bought a new house with more than one million crystals, spent hundreds of thousands of crystals, and hired a few people. After 16 people, I can concentrate on cultivation.
And at their level, you can go out at night to simply help people with tasks, and you can earn a lot of resources. From then on, you get rid of poverty.
"Follow me to the Holy Peak!"
Ye Feng's name is Shang Lu Ying, who is also a member of Tai Chi Academy, and they are all qualified to go to the Holy Peak.
Many people have been waiting under the holy peak. It is the same every year. Champions are eligible to climb the holy peak and watch the holy monument.
When people from Tai Chi Academy came, everyone walked away. The road to the holy peak was a weird staircase, very old, with a thick layer of moss growing on it.
"Follow me!"
Ye Feng glanced at the sixteen people and found that they were also dignified. They did not expect to experience this kind of good thing personally, but last year, the School of Love was the champion, and no one succeeded in boarding.
Stepping up the stairs, Ye Feng felt a strange energy enveloping him, blocking his steps, and unable to move forward.
The law of the body worked, the feeling of rejection disappeared, and Ye Feng continued to walk up the steps step by step.
Looking back at the 16 students, pressure also appeared on their faces. At the beginning, that kind of pressure appeared, making it very difficult for them to take every step.
Ye Feng didn't move forward quickly. Every few steps he took, his body stopped, scented, it seemed that in the void, there was an invisible pattern of law flowing and permeating into his body.
Renhuang pen moved suddenly, and it seemed to be drawn. He wanted to fly out of Ye Feng's storage ring and immediately blocked it. With the breath of Renhuang pen, Ye Feng's body pressure was relieved a lot.
The people below are getting smaller and smaller. The holy peak is ten thousand feet high. It takes more than a long time to climb up. Some students can't hold on, standing still, gasping for breath.
"Don’t try hard, if your body cannot bear it, give up immediately, so as not to injure your internal organs!"
Ye Feng said to them, don't force it, to practice this thing, let it go with the flow, go against the sky, it is not profitable.
Everyone nodded one after another, and some people began to give up. They turned red as soon as they walked to one third, and they couldn't bear it, and they had to go back the same way.
The number of people is getting smaller and smaller, and Lu Ying can't hold on anymore. In desperation, she had to go down the mountain, only Ye Feng, all the way to dust, has already climbed half of the area.
"Look, Ye Feng has already climbed to the mountainside. Last year, the instructor of the School of Disruption and Love was unable to bear it in this place. I don't know if Ye Feng can surpass the Academy of Dissension and Love this year."
Someone exclaimed when they saw Ye Feng climb halfway up the mountain.
"I can see that there is enough suspension. No one has climbed the holy peak for five consecutive years. Only the son of evildoers will have the opportunity to go up."
For several years, everyone has failed, and no one succeeded in boarding, not even the **** emperor.
The stronger the strength, the greater the pressure, but it is not conducive to going up. That kind of powerful repulsion becomes stronger when it is strong.
There are more and more law patterns, floating around Ye Feng. The heaven and earth patterns seem to be natural. Ye Feng saw the dense inscriptions, entangled on the surrounding walls, very old.
"Good mellow inscription soul technique!"
Ye Feng was secretly frightened, these are inscription souls, because Ye Feng's soul sea contains magic runes, and he is very familiar with the inscription souls here, and the human emperor pen is also decomposing the breath, and the surrounding law patterns and Ye Feng began to assimilate.
Those inscription patterns poured into Ye Feng's body and were continuously absorbed by the runes.
The rune of has gone through tens of millions of years, and some places have been damaged. They have been slowly repaired in Ye Feng's Soul Sea. A lot of runes are needed to repair the damaged places.
These inscription patterns are the best nourishment, crazy nourishing runes, and ancient runes appear in Ye Feng’s soul sea. The virtual runes portrayed by Emperor Xingyu back then are infinite and close to the existence of runes. Said ancient talisman.
Sixteen students walked down one by one, and there was not much left. The most surprising thing was that Xiaopang walked up step by step like an okay person, even looking around.
This caused everyone to faint, and Ye Feng was able to go up.
But what kind of person Xiaopang is, everyone knows that he is a mentally insufficient person, and he can actually go up.
Even Ye Feng was very curious. These inscriptions could not pose any threat to Xiaopang, and he was even very close to Xiaopang, which made Ye Feng very strange.
"Is Xiaopang also a genius of Fudao?"
Ye Feng suddenly came up with a word, maybe Xiaopang is a master at portraying the Tao of Talisman. Only by moving forward and abandoning distracting thoughts can you portray the virtual talisman. Xiaopang undoubtedly fits this condition best.
"It seems that Xiaopang's practice method will be changed in the future!"
Seeing that the mountain is close at hand, Ye Feng plans to go back and try Xiaopang's talent for runes. Once the potential is good, Ye Feng doesn't mind imparting his knowledge of runes to him.
Ye Feng's things also need to be inherited. He will carry forward some of his experience and techniques to inherit his own tradition.
"Look, Ye Feng is about to reach the top of the peak soon!"
Ye Feng is in the sight of everyone~IndoMTL.com~ Slowly ascends the mountain, and it has become a small spot. The little fat is only a few dozen steps away from Ye Feng, and he will soon reach the top of the mountain.
The fifteen students below all smiled bitterly. They didn't expect Xiaopang to be the most dazzling genius among the sixteen.
Since ancient times, people who can ascend the holy peak have no one in a million. In the future, they will have the opportunity to become a **** emperor, even a high-level **** emperor.
Isn’t Xiaopang really dull, but rather stupid. In real things, Xiaopang can always be the only one.
A huge holy stele appeared, which was ten feet high, standing on the holy peak with countless lines carved on it.
The various characters seem to be alive. When they penetrate into Ye Feng's body, the aura of the human pen is very intimate with this sacred monument, and it is estimated that there is the aura of Xingyu Great on it.
"Sure enough, it was the handwriting of Emperor Xingyu!"
gently stroked the lines on the sacred stele, the rune began to agitate, decomposing a more surging aura, colliding back and forth in Ye Feng's body, as if to rush out of Ye Feng's body.
The lines on the holy stele suddenly came to life, like giant dragons, hovering around Ye Feng, forming a scene of Shilong watching the sea.
Those golden dragons floating on the holy peak are very beautiful. No one knows what happened.
"What's going on, why is it different this time, the holy stele seems to have undergone some changes!"
There were people with a look of horror. In previous years, some people went up, at most sitting cross-legged in front of the holy stele, enlightening the law.
But this time Ye Feng ascended the holy peak, causing the entire holy peak to shake, and countless golden lights rushed into the sky.
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