shake the sky

Chapter 47 Climbing to the top
In the room, the strong energy of heaven and earth vibrates continuously, like dozens of streams converging into Yang Tian's body, and the long river of energy and blood floating on the sea of ​​energy keeps rolling. This precarious trend was forcibly suppressed by Yang Tian when it was about to burst Hold on, the energy in the blood river keeps compressing and tightening.

When a ray of sunlight was projected into the house through the window, the slightly dark room gradually became brighter with the rays of the sun, until a ray of sunlight was projected on Yang Tian's face.

"Huh." Slowly opened his closed eyes, and felt that the blood in his body was tightening a little more, Yang Tian exhaled, stood up slowly, and patted his slightly stiff arm.

"Xiaobai, get up." Seeing Xiaobai sleeping soundly in a dreamland with a trace of smirk remaining at the corner of his mouth, Yang Tian patted Xiaobai's head and said with a slight smile.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ." The eyelids were lifted up, and when the big black eyes turned, they flew towards Yang Tian.

"Today is the opening day of Martial Dao Mountain. I went to see how amazing the place where countless forces poured in at any cost." Yang Tian tidied up the room for a while, then walked out the door.

Martial Dao Mountain is a battlefield in ancient times, the burial place of the strong, and there are countless inheritances, but it also depends on the ability, few people have been recognized by the powerful people in the ancient times, and the rumors from the ancient times have been preserved until now. Even sect inheritance.

Martial Dao Mountain is opened every 30 years, and it is jointly controlled by some superpowers in the Eastern Continent. Occasionally, an invitation letter that leaks out will be auctioned for a sky-high price, causing some big forces to snap up it.

Ten miles in front of Martial Dao City, a mountain high into the clouds stands like a sharp sword. There are figures swaying on the mountainside, strange beasts screaming, and the vast momentum makes passers-by unable to look sideways.

At the bottom of this mountain, people have already climbed up one after another, but they are walking very slowly. Some people are even pale, and the bean-sized beads of sweat are constantly flowing, as if they have endured great pain.

On the top of the mountain, a rock stands up, as if looking down on all living beings, with "Budao Mountain" engraved on it, and at the belly of the rock, a white gate of light shines brightly. The closed gate remains unchanged from ancient times. It's like going through thousands of catastrophes.

At the foot of the mountain, Yang Tian rushed over, his foot strength was much slower than usual, he looked at the black heads on the mountainside, and murmured in his heart: "It seems that you may not be able to get in if you have an invitation letter, this kind of martial arts coercion is not easy to pass , especially relying on the strength accumulated by pills."

After a pause, Yang Tian walked over to a few white-clothed men standing at the foot of the mountain. These people were the ones checking the invitation letters. Although this place is controlled by the top forces in the Eastern Continent, there might as well be some bold people who fish in troubled waters.

"Stop!" One of the handsome young men yelled directly when he saw Yang Tian was covered in a black robe, with a glint of haze in his eyes.

Hearing this, Yang Tian frowned slightly, and walked over directly, but it wasn't him, Yang Tian ignored him and walked towards the man behind the young man in white.

"You're so brave. You didn't hear me when I asked you to stop. Did you do something shameful? Take off the hood on your head." The cold eyes stared at Yang Tian, ​​who was a collateral branch of the Huanggu family. Disciple, he can still offend some people.

The handsome man scolded angrily, attracting the attention of many people around him. The handsome young man is a collateral disciple of the Li family in the ancient times. He usually acts arrogantly and often bullies the disciples of the small family, but no one dares to stop him.

"Why is this guy wearing a black robe? Could it be that he wants to force his way in?" Weird eyes swept over the man in the black robe. Dressing like Yang Tian's was indeed rare in Martial Dao Mountain.

"Is there something wrong?" Yang Tian glanced back at him and said calmly, then turned his head and handed the invitation letter to a young man next to him with a slightly stunned expression.

"You..." An anger rose from the bottom of my heart. When Yang Tian took out the invitation letter, his fists "cracked" and he shouted coldly: "Don't think that you are arrogant because you have an invitation letter. Believe it or not, I am now I will kill you."

"This is... the five-claw invitation letter from the Qingyang Empire." A person next to him took the invitation letter from Yang Tian's hand, just glanced at it, and his expression froze instantly. The five-claw standard is an invitation letter exclusively for the eldest prince. He couldn't even believe that the black-robed man in front of him could steal this thing from the First Prince.

"Li Jidong, shut up for me." The man holding the invitation let out a hasty growl, which made Li Jidong dare not answer. He immediately looked at Yang Tian flatteringly and said flatteringly: "Young master, don't be angry, he has blind eyes Taishan, please come inside, young master."

"Yeah." Nodding, Yang Tian walked forward, before walking two steps away, suddenly turned his head, and smiled lightly at the handsome man who was venting: "So your name is Li Jidong, I remember you."

After speaking, Yang Tian turned his head and walked up the mountain.

"What does he mean..." Li Jidong was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized that his expression turned ugly, and he quickly walked to the side of the man who yelled at him just now, and a slightly trembling voice sounded slowly: "Brother Huang, he...he who is it?"

"Hey, who is it?" The man smiled: "The five-claw invitation letter of the Qingyang Empire, who do you think he is? It seems that two days ago I heard that Li Xuan, a direct disciple of your family, was punched by Qing Rufeng It exploded thousands of miles away, and became an after-dinner topic for a few people."

"The eldest prince's man." Li Jidong's eyes were wide open, and a wave of panic flooded his face, but this panic had not solidified on his face, and a suspense flooded his face.

"No, Qing Rufeng's invitation letter, wearing a black robe, he must be Yang Tian!" Li Jidong suddenly remembered Li Hongtao's instructions today, and immediately he took out a jade slip, the corners of his mouth kept wriggling, and he must take the jade slip Crushed directly.

"Yang Tian, ​​you dare to play tricks on me, just wait to die!" The man in black robe who was walking towards the mountain peak, Li Jidong grinned ferociously. If Martial Dao Mountain didn't prohibit them from going up, they would have rushed up now.

On the upper peak, there was a young man in a gorgeous purple robe, his complexion was a little pale, but the vitality in his body was terrifying, and there was the sound of wind whistling continuously. This was a vision, but it hadn't been completely condensed yet.

At this time, the steps he was about to take suddenly stopped, and a jade slip appeared directly above his head. With a wave of his palm, the jade slip fell directly into his hand.

After a few breaths, the jade slip in his hand was directly crushed by the purple-robed young man, his handsome face suddenly became ferocious, and the cold voice suddenly exploded in his heart: "Yang Tian, ​​you are still here, and I am going inside to clean you up. "

While he was in a daze, several teenagers who were about the same age had passed him by a certain distance, Li Hongtao's heart sank, and he hurriedly chased after him.

"It seems that the higher you climb, the stronger the coercion will be." Yang Tian walked up step by step, neither fast nor slow, and the bursts of martial arts will descended on the top of his head, making Yang Tian's mind a little heavy.

A man in a black robe just arrived, attracting the attention of many people. On both sides of him, tens of thousands of mentally atrophied teenagers kept climbing up.

In the entire Martial Dao Mountain, a stone step leads directly to the peak. There are about tens of thousands of teenagers on the stone steps, and there are a steady stream of people frantically pouring in, most of them are young people.

Many people with great vitality are climbing up. Martial Dao Mountain is a great opportunity. Saint Child level figures suppress their cultivation one after another. If they don't break through to the realm of warriors, they will just wait for today.

At noon, the cold wind howled, and the peak was extremely cold. The bone-chilling wind "wowed" like a beast roaring.On the stone steps, the corners of many people's mouths turned white. They not only had to resist the coercion of martial arts will, but also resisted the cold wind.

The bodies of very few people are swaying, and even some people who lack martial arts ideas have swollen minds, blood in their bodies cannot be condensed, unable to resist the cold wind, and fall to the foot of the mountain.

In the middle of the mountain, Yang Tian raised his feet slowly. He was very different from the people next to him. His pores were tightly closed, his body was filled with mist, his internal organs were vibrating, and the huge vitality kept rolling, and his muscles were contracting, tearing the surrounding tissue In the vacuum, a very faint howling sound exploded.

"This person is a disciple of that family. He has such a strong vitality. He is only a little lower than the preparatory saint sons of some ancient families."

"Yes, you can see that his footsteps have not stopped at all, and his martial arts will is far beyond the two of us." The two teenagers from the same family whispered, seeing the black-robed man's relaxed appearance, secretly annoyed that he didn't usually practice martial arts well , the great opportunity is about to leave him.

Yang Tian walked up step by step, his body became more and more crystal clear under the cold air, he couldn't help but sigh the wonder of Zhan Tianjue, the weather gets colder as he goes up, most teenagers have to waste a lot of effort to resist the cold air .

"This little guy is really not simple, and he is sleeping soundly. Doesn't this force of martial arts pose any threat to him?" Yang Tian was slightly startled when he noticed a slight snoring sound, and couldn't help but lose his voice. road.

Ordinary strange beasts are extremely afraid of the coercion of martial arts, especially the will emanating from Martial Dao Mountain has a hint of ancient flavor. This natural fear comes from the depths of their blood.

In the battle between the ancient human race and the hundreds of clans, the monster clan suffered a lot. Therefore, deep in their blood, they have a little fear of the will of martial arts, let alone Martial Dao Mountain. Of course, this also depends on their cultivation.

After walking to the peak for two hours, I have almost reached the peak, and I can faintly see dozens of figures sitting cross-legged on the peak, and there are quite a few people around Yang Tian, ​​most of whom stop and go .

A man in a black robe attracted the attention of many people. Yang Tian never stopped, chasing many people all the way, and some people with strong vitality were also thrown away.

Just as Yang Tian passed a young man in white with a folding fan in his hand, a ferocious gaze instantly moved to Yang Tian, ​​his haughty face was full of murderous intent.

At this time, Yang Tian noticed this gaze, frowned slightly, glanced at the young man in white behind him, immediately, a sneer appeared on his face, and walked straight ahead.

"Xiao Hai, he is the man in black that day." Beside the boy in white, a boy with an indifferent expression glanced at the man in black, and immediately said in a low voice.

"Brother, it's him, that black-robed man." Huang Hai's face was full of anger. He offended the black-robed man that day and was imprisoned in the family for three days. He didn't even participate in the auction. If Martial Dao Mountain was not opened, He can't come out today.

"This person is not simple." Sensing the majestic vitality in the black-robed man's body, a trace of fear flashed across Huang Bo's eyes, and he secretly guessed Yang Tian's identity in his heart.

"No matter how strong he is, he can't beat the two of us working together." Huang Hai clenched his fists and smiled ferociously.

"Yes, he must die!" Nodding his head, Huang Bo agreed, offending such a person with unlimited potential must be killed in the cradle.

"Jumping beam clown." Shaking his head slightly, Yang Tian walked up quickly, and when he saw the two figures, a trace of astonishment slid across his face: "The two of them are also going to Martial Dao Mountain."

In front of them are Xuan Hao and Yun'er, especially Yun'er's jade-like face, which attracted many people's attention. The girl in the green dress has an impeccable face. Three thousand blue hairs are randomly coiled by a hosta, like a A green lotus, standing proudly, not paying any attention to the admiring gazes from the side.

(End of this chapter)