A Good Romance
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Only after Ling Han's figure had disappeared from the Black Dragon Bridge for a long time did the crowd finally come back to their senses.
Heavens, what had they seen just now?
Someone had activated the Black Dragon Bridge, the Black Dragon Bridge that represented the Supreme Heavenly Dao!
What kind of super elite was going to be born this time?
An overlord among Ninth Heaven Celestial Kings, an invincible Venerable Sovereign?
"Who is he?"
"He's definitely not from the Pu An Heaven!"
"I don't know, I've never seen him before."
The crowd hugged their heads and exclaimed. Even if they had gained nothing this time, just the scene they had witnessed today was enough for them to brag about for the rest of their lives.
Witnessing the birth of a future Ninth Heaven Celestial King Venerable Sovereign with their own eyes was a supreme honor.
Many people continued to enter the cliff.
"Brother Xu, you're late. You'll definitely regret it for the rest of your life."
"Lord Liu, you're finally here. I just saw a scene that I'll never forget for the rest of my life."
"Ping Ping, I'll follow that person's example. I'll become a hero admired by the world."
The newcomers naturally did not believe it, but they could not stop everyone from saying it in unison. Although they were still skeptical, they no longer insisted that it was impossible.
One day, two days, three days … time passed very quickly. A great many people had already set out on their journey, and only a few chatterboxes were still on the cliff. Whenever they saw others enter, they would brag about the grand scenery they had arrived at, making it seem as if they were the ones who were Ling Han.
Weng, a figure entered. He looked very ordinary, as if he was an extremely ordinary person.
This was a young man in white, and he held a small bow in his hand like a toy.
If Ling Han were here, his pupils would definitely contract.
This was no ordinary person.
Ji Wuming
He had actually come to the Western Celestial Realm.
Ji Wuming clasped his hands behind his back, and there was a hint of a smile at the corners of his mouth. He thought to himself, 'In the battle back then, the Dragon Tribe was almost completely annihilated, and over a hundred Heavenly Dragons died. In order to not let these Heavenly Dragons die in vain, the Ancestral Dragon buried their dragon bones here, so that they could resonate with heaven and earth.
'The power of a hundred Heavenly Dragons has a pretty good effect on me. It can strengthen my physique. After all, I've consumed too many xenogeneic bodies. If I keep it under control for too long, I'll have problems. "
"The power of the Dragon Race is the most tyrannical. Tempering my body with the power of a hundred dragons should be able to resolve one of my future problems."
"In addition, the Ancestral Dragon's fourth son, Pu Lao, has also reached the Ninth Heavenly Layer. Although this little dragon's strength is a bit weak, it is still an existence of the Ninth Heavens. "
"When the laws of the hundred dragons interweave, the Great Dao Flower will bloom. It's also beneficial to me."
"I'll accept it."
Wuming Ji stood still and stretched out his right hand, his fingers moving slightly.
Meanwhile.
"Zhang Yun is here."
"He's an emperor from Durao Sky. I heard he's in the top five."
"However, Dulao Heaven cannot be compared to our Pu An Heaven. Zhang Yun can be ranked in the top five in Dulao Heaven, but here, he might not even be in the top twenty."
"No matter what, an Emperor is an Emperor after all. He can't be humiliated or underestimated."
While everyone was talking, Zhang Yun stood up and started to activate the Dragon Bridge.
One, two, three. Very soon, there were eight Dragon Bridges shining brightly.
"As expected, the top five prodigies of Dulao Heaven are very powerful."
"He activated eight Dragon Bridges. That's quite shocking."
"He's ranked in the top even among Emperors."
"It's a pity he didn't activate the ninth Dragon Bridge. Otherwise, he would have been able to step onto the golden Dragon Bridge."
Everyone looked at Zhang Yun with envious eyes. Although this result wasn't that shocking a few days ago, those who had witnessed the miracle had already climbed the Dragon Bridge. Therefore, when the people here saw that Zhang Yun had climbed eight Dragon Bridges, they were already stunned.
Zhang Yun was also very proud of himself. Although he'd heard that a total of six people had stepped onto the golden Dragon Bridge, and one had even ascended to the Sovereign Heavenly Dao, how could he believe such nonsense?
In history, even during the most prosperous Era of Martial Art, only four people had stepped onto the golden Dragon Bridge at the same time. Now, there were actually six? What was even more ridiculous was that someone had ascended to the Sovereign Heavenly Dao?
Wasn't this a blatant lie? Who would believe it?
At that moment, dozens of Dragon Bridges lit up at the same time.
This was too spectacular. Which person didn't activate the Dragon Bridges one by one? Now, however, dozens of Dragon Bridges lit up at the same time, causing everyone's scalps to go numb.
This scene caused everyone to stare in shock. There was absolute silence, and even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.
30, 40, 50, 60 …
Everyone present was dumbfounded. Even Zhang Yun's mouth twitched as he looked at the white-robed young man beside him.
70, 80, 81 …
Boom, all of the Dragon Bridges dimmed. Immediately afterward, the nine golden Dragon Bridges lit up at the same time.
At this moment, everyone was naturally even more stunned. The nine golden Dragon Bridges lit up at the same time. This meant that the Sovereign Heavenly Dao was about to be activated.
Ji Wuming smiled faintly, and his fingers moved casually, appearing to be incredibly relaxed.
Even if Ling Han was present, he would have to express his admiration for Ji Wuming.
He had borrowed the power of the Black Tower, and relied on cheating to activate the nine golden Dragon Bridges. However, Ji Wuming had completely relied on his own ability.
Of course, it could also be said that Ji Wuming was the biggest cheater. With the power of a Ninth Heaven Celestial King, wouldn't it be easy for him to recreate his current body?
In a short while, the nine golden Dragon Bridges were also extinguished. The black Dragon Bridges lit up, and a supreme aura circulated around them. This aura could suppress all ages.
Everyone, including Zhang Yun, fell to the ground.
So what if he was a monarch tier? Before the aura of a Celestial King, he could only lower his head.
However, Ji Wuming stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He didn't take this aura seriously at all. In fact, there was even a hint of disdain on his face.
Although they were both Ninth Heaven Celestial Kings, there was a difference between king tiers and monarch tiers. In the past, Pu Lao might not even have been able to withstand 100 moves from him. Now, even if he had reincarnated, he wouldn't feel any respect before this aura.
The Sovereign Heavenly Dao had appeared.
Zhang Yun's eyes were green with envy. Although he was also a monarch tier, his aptitude was far inferior to Ji Wuming's.
One could activate nine golden Dragon Bridges, while the other couldn't even activate one. How could they compare?
He stared at Ji Wuming, suddenly revealing an ominous glint.
This young man was only at the Sun Soul Stage, while he was at the Heavenly Soul Stage. The difference between them was very, very big. Although his talent was inferior, they were both emperors and were 3 small realms apart. How could he lose?
Kill, get rid of this genius that he could only look up to.
Before he could finish his thought, Ji Wuming had already punched out, smashing into his face.
How dare the other party attack him?
How did the other party succeed?
Why didn't I react at all?
Zhang Yun's body slumped to the ground, and with countless questions in his mind, he reached the end of his life.
A dignified Emperor had actually been instantly annihilated by someone who was 3 realms lower than him. This was simply inconceivable and impossible to accept.
However, Ji Wuming did not take it to heart in the slightest. The number of Ninth Heaven Celestial Kings he had killed in the past could be counted on two hands, and every single one of them was a hundred times more outstanding than Zhang Yun. Was there a need to take it to heart?
He strode forward and stepped onto the Black Dragon Bridge.
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