The crowd looked at the young man in flowing white clothes, with a calm and determined look on his handsome and extraordinary face.
The first time I climbed the Tianqiong Mountain was due to the pressure of fate from the saints and saints from the major holy places.
If you are a person who has a good relationship with the saints and saints, the saints and saints will exert little luck pressure on you.
Just like Kunfeng, the last time he climbed Tianqiong Mountain, he was basically not repelled by the pressure of fate.
However, at this time, the pressure of Tianqiong Mountain reached an unprecedented level, and many strange phenomena appeared in the world.
There is the black dragon that covers the sky and the sun, the roc with wings thousands of miles away, the Kun in the vast sea, the blood-red demon fox with nine tails, the phoenix in flames, the vast sun, and the giant with eight heads. snake......
Those are the saints and saints, each showing auras of pressure and pressure, and the geniuses also releasing their own luck.
"Leave, this is not where you should be, this is your and her life~"
The cold and ruthless loud voice is the mountain spirit of Tianqiong Mountain.
The rolling force of impact and repulsion struck the boy in white.
At the foot of the mountain, many young nuns and girls covered their mouths and shed tears from their eyes.
They are heartbroken and anxious for the young man.
"Why, he just wants to see his wife!"
"He's not wrong, why stop him?"
"Is it because he comes from a humble background? Is it because he is not the genius of our Zhongzhou?"
"He wants to see his wife, why do you want to stop him!"
"Wang Xuan, come on!"
"For the sake of your wife, defeat their fate and pressure!"
One by one, the young female cultivators were affected, with admiration rising in their eyes, hoping that the young man could change his destiny and climb to the top of the sky.
As powerful girls, they have no right to choose their partners. They also dream that one day, their beloved will become an enemy of the world's warriors and take them away!
Now, isn't this young man in white from Beizhou making enemies of martial arts cultivators all over the world just because of his wife?
He was not wrong. Although he violated the rules of the Heavenly Holy Land, he had his reasons. He just wanted to fulfill a promise to his partner.
The Holy Land of Immortals will not allow a saint to marry an ant with a humble background and no powerful background. She must be a good match.
Qingyue, here I come!
Wang Xuan raised his head and looked at the various visions in the sky. Hearing the cold words of Tianqiong Mountain, he said: "My destiny is up to me, not to God. I make my own decisions about my life. Even if the sky wants to stop me, I can't do it. Let alone What’s more, you are a hypocrite!”
Boom~~~~~!
The surging luck burst out from Wang Xuan's body, reaching the sky and the earth, turning into a substantial golden halo, like a golden sun.
His luck can resist the luck of the saints, saints, saints and geniuses on the top of the sky.
"Hi~~~~, is this Wang Xuan's luck? It's not inferior to any genius' luck!!??"
The crowd at the foot of the mountain looked at the fate of the young man in white, and saw that the young man was already walking in the golden light, dazzling and dazzling.
The boy's luck was even better than that of those geniuses.
Wang Xuan resisted the invisible force of rejection and stepped onto a new level.
Boom~~~~!
An even greater power of luck emerged from his body and rushed upwards. It was the luck he had accumulated since practicing martial arts, among which the secret realm of Star Palace received a lot of luck.
On the top of Tianqiong Mountain, above Wang Xuan's head, there appeared a vast scene of stars and rivers, with stars shining brightly and the silver moon shining brightly.
Wang Xuan's whole body seemed to have turned into a golden man of luck, calmly climbing the mountain step by step, domineering and unparalleled.
"Oh my god~~~! His luck is so great. He can withstand the pressure of the luck of the Saint Sons and Saints by himself!?"
"Incredible, unbelievable, is this the luck of Beizhou's number one genius?"
"Wang Xuan, come on! Let them see that our Beizhou warriors are not inferior to anyone from other states!!"
"Come on Wang Xuan! Our young generation in Beizhou is not weaker than them!!!"
Some familiar voices cheered for Wang Xuan.
It was the former disciples of Wanjian Sect. Wu Di, Zheng He, Chu Tianhua and other disciples of Wanjian Sect were among the crowd at the foot of the mountain, excitedly looking at the figure of the young man in white.
The Wanjian Sect came to Zhongzhou, and they became servants or outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect. They did not stand out in Zhongzhou and were looked down upon by the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect in Zhongzhou.
At this moment, they hope that Wang Xuan can make those who look down on Beizhou see that the warriors in Zhongzhou are not so humble.
Nangong Yan's wife and her clan members also came. She looked at the boy climbing the mountain step by step, with expressions ranging from excitement to complexity.
"Come on Wang Xuan, you and she have gone through so many hardships and survived, and you will definitely be able to do it this time too!"
Nangong Yanmu murmured that she had witnessed with her own eyes the boy's growth from a dangerous and desperate situation to his current height step by step when he was weak.
He, Wang Xuan, did not have a strong background, nor was he cultivated by a family or a holy land, but he was not discouraged, he was always perseverant.
"Brother-in-law, you are the best! You are worthy of my sister! No one can stop you!" Mu Linger shouted.
"Junior brother, come on." Su Xueqi said bitterly.
At this moment, she understood why her junior brother had been deliberately avoiding her. It turned out that the Fairy Moon Saint held such an important position in his heart.
Su Xueqi already understood that she could not replace the position of the Immortal Moon Saint in her junior brother's heart.
Shen Zikai and his tribe came.
He looked at Wang Xuan who was climbing the mountain. He was stunned for a moment, and then he burst out laughing: "You really don't pretend to be someone else, you just directly attack those saints and saints. How about it? I said he will definitely dare to come, he will definitely dare to come." Show your identity!"
The Shen family members were amazed. They didn't expect the young man to be so courageous. Is it arrogance and lawlessness? Or is he trying to fight for the majesty of the Holy Land because of love?
But no matter what, this young man deserves respect and the heart of the young patriarch of his family.
The old woman who had taken Mu Qingyue away had also arrived. She was hiding in the void and looking at the young man in white clothes climbing the mountain with an incomprehensible look.
"I didn't expect that the former Xuanyuan Realm boy would reach such a high level of cultivation, and that he would dare to come to Zhongzhou to challenge the rules of the Holy Land for the sake of his wife..."
The old woman murmured to herself, with a complicated meaning in her eyes.
This behavior of the young man obviously represented that he could be an enemy of Zhongzhou and the Holy Land for his wife.
He sacrificed everything for his wife.
Even if you die!
"Am I wrong? Did I..."
...
In the eyes of everyone, Wang Xuan climbed to the top of the sky, his face calm.
He did not bow to those saints and saints, and he did not beg those saints and saints to take back the power of destiny.
"Don't say anything like you saints and saints, not even the warriors in the world can stop me from seeing Qingyue!"
Wang Xuan walked towards Tianjiao Villa and entered the gate of the Villa.
Yue'er, here I come!
