"It's so damn good. It would be better if we do it again." At this moment, Hua Jiao shook his huge head with a look of aftertaste on his face.
Zhou Yang snorted coldly and was too lazy to pay attention to it.
"It's so shameless. Who is screaming that you are dying or alive? You have healed your scar and forgot about the pain!" the giant falcon sneered.
"Big guy, you know nothing!" Hua Jiao's mantra came again.
The giant falcon turned his head and ignored him.
"I remember Luo Shan said that the first-class elite disciples also own a sacred mountain." Zhou Yang said to himself, his spiritual consciousness swept across the cultivation space, and sure enough, he discovered a small whirlpool again.
"It can't be the space where it was beaten!" The flower dragon changed color. Looking at its frightened look, its previous words were definitely against its will. At this moment, its true form was revealed, causing the giant falcon to turn its face furiously.
"Let's go!" Zhou Yang waved his token and entered the vortex first, followed closely by the giant falcon.
Hua Jiao hesitated for a moment and then followed.
"Sure enough, it's a directional teleportation array!" After appearing, Zhou Yang looked around, and his guess was confirmed after a moment. He was teleported to a certain sacred mountain on the continent below, and the sacred mountain number was thirty-six.
This sacred mountain is 100,000 feet high, and there are dozens of peaks of various sizes nearby, covering a radius of a million miles. They are all shrouded in divine mist, the vegetation is extremely dense, and there are many monsters.
"The mist of heaven and earth's vitality and divine power here is much richer than that of Taiwei's main palace. It deserves to be called a holy land for cultivation!"
Zhou Yang stood on the top of the mountain, feeling relaxed and happy, and his whole body was comfortable.
In addition to the vitality of heaven and earth and the clouds of divine power, some special tree species in the sacred mountain also have the miraculous effect of cultivating divine power.
He looked up and saw that the temples high in the sky seemed to be there, and he couldn't even see them without concentrating his consciousness.
"It's at least hundreds of millions of miles high, and even ordinary quasi-gods can't see it."
Zhou Yang's gaze moved downwards. There was a huge city in the far distance, much larger than the giant city in the center of Taiwei Main Star. The cultivators in the city roughly estimated that it was at least one billion.
At this moment, Zhou Yang suddenly turned around and collided with a sharp gaze.
"This senior brother is..." Zhou Yang raised his eyes and saw a tall, straight figure standing on the top of another sacred mountain a million miles away. His figure was like a spear, and his gaze was like a knife.
The two demon kings also felt that gaze and couldn't help but glared at it fiercely.
"Junior brother is here for the first time, so his body must have been baptized, so let me test it out, senior brother!" The man had messy hair, was young, his posture was as straight as a javelin, and his tone was as hard as a knife.
Judging from the breath, this person is also in the realm of quasi-god, and he has taken action instantly, which is a long-range spiritual attack.
This guy was talking about testing the physical body, but the first thing he did was attack with spiritual consciousness, which was really insidious.
"Okay, I'm offended." Since someone came to challenge him, he could only judge the hero based on his strength. It was useless to say anything else. Zhou Yang also responded with a powerful spiritual attack.
After he broke through to the quasi-god, he had not fought with anyone yet, and was just about to have a hearty battle.
"You!" The wild-haired young man's altar was in pain, and he obviously suffered a loss. With a flash of his body, he rushed towards the No. 36 Sacred Mountain.
Not to be outdone, Zhou Yang rushed towards him.
A distance of more than a million miles, if it were in the Taiwei Star Territory, would be reached in an instant. However, the gravity of Misty Holy Land was extremely strong, and it took dozens of breaths for the two of them to collide.
"Bang bang bang bang!" The divine power surged and they collided fiercely. If the sacred mountains on both sides were not blessed by formations, they would have been exploded long ago.
"happy!"
The two of them fought with pure physical bodies, their fists and palms constantly intersecting, opening and closing, the sound shook the whole place, and they screamed in joy.
At the same time, on the mountain top a million miles away on the other side, a figure suddenly appeared. It was a tall and thin young man. He looked at the two people fighting fiercely and kept nodding.
Zhou Yang no longer held back, his physical strength surged, and with all his strength, he beat the opponent back violently, obviously at a disadvantage.
"The physical body is so powerful, even stronger than mine that has been tempered several times! But your power in the world may not be able to catch up with mine!" As the wild-haired young man retreated violently, his divine power surged out again.
But this time the aura of divine power is obviously different, and it is much more fierce and fierce, which is the result of the addition of the power of the world.
"Then give it a try!" Zhou Yang showed no fear and also used the power of the world to challenge him.
It has to be said that none of the first-class elite disciples in the Chuan Gong Hall are ordinary. Zhou Yang collided with 20% of the world's power, but was suppressed by the other party, and had to increase again and again.
The wild-haired young man also rapidly increased his world power, and finally achieved a full 100%.
There was a terrifying sound of air explosions, and the surrounding void was pierced. The sacred mountain below, which had been blessed by heaven-level formations, was also shaking.
"The power of the world is also very strong. Junior brother is also a figure in the lower world!" The man kept praising him while he was fiercely attacking.
"Senior brother, you're rewarded." Zhou Yang said politely, but he was also merciless in his attacks. He completely integrated the power of the world with divine power, and his power increased dramatically.
"Bang!"
With the last blow, the wild-haired young man was actually knocked away. In the competition between divine power and the power of the world, he was at a complete disadvantage, but it was far from a complete failure.
"I'm coming!" Seeing this, the tall and thin man in the distance abandoned his sacred mountain, jumped over and joined the battle group.
Two against one, Zhou Yang was completely unafraid, hitting left and right, and responded with ease.
"This little junior brother is really fierce. If it's an ordinary fight between physical body and divine power, if it's one-on-one, we are no match for you!" The tall and thin man couldn't help but admire.
Although Zhou Yang was completely suppressed by the two, his movement speed was extremely fast. While dodging with all his strength, he also attacked from time to time, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, both offensive and defensive.
However, the two of them became more and more skillful in their joint efforts. In the end, Zhou Yang was defeated step by step. He received a few blows from time to time. After a short time, he was already bruised and embarrassed.
He can win one against one, but two against one, he is no match at all.
"The strength competition is over!" After saying this, the wild-haired young man and the tall and thin man looked at each other, and the latter quickly retreated.
The tactics in the hands of the wild-haired young man changed, and then he shouted: "The final blow!"
This is a reminder for fellow disciples before using a big move, but this kind of big move generally requires accumulating momentum, and there must be at least a half-breath to one-breath interval.
In addition to the physical body, they also have to weigh Zhou Yang's attainments in secret arts.
Before the momentum has been accumulated, the young man's aura has increased sharply. It seems that this ultimate move is not simple, and ordinary Taoism cannot resist it at all.
Zhou Yang's face darkened, and the soul in his body merged with the power of the world. Then, without thinking, he raised his hand to perform the most powerful Lianshan Ancient Technique.
The ancient technique at this time only needs to be run three times to trigger successfully, and it takes less than half a breath to accumulate power.
The power in his body was like a galloping horse, and he surpassed the attack of the quasi-god in an instant. His speed was surprisingly fast, and it came in an instant.
"The sky is falling and the earth is shattering!" The wild-haired young man's preparation was completed in a hurry. With a loud shout, the terrifying energy came overwhelmingly, and the momentum was extremely frightening.
