Lush forests, windless.

The tall trees shaking their canopies rhythmically, making "rustling" sounds, as if celebrating something.

Under the low lead cloud.

Zhang Chu's body slowly soared into the air.

The heaven and earth vitality, which is as abundant as the ocean, gathers into brilliant five-color light belts, and the sea is embraces all rivers and merges into Zhang Chu's body.

Zhang Chu's vague meaning quickly recovered.

He looked around and an enlightenment suddenly arose in his heart: Time has come!

He closed his eyes and carefully realized the great joy of this moment.

Heaven and earth are celebrating him.

Jiuzhou is celebrating him.

Everything bowed to him.

A power that is indescribable, unclear, and mysterious.

A kind of power that is everywhere between heaven and earth, and it is not until this moment that it embraces all rivers and integrates into his body.

It is like a spiritual spring, watering in the dry heart.

A seed that has been striving for many years, at this moment, finally poked out its sharp corners and looked at this vast world.

The momentum is broken...the intention is out!

"The meaning of unparalleled."

"If you fight, no one in the world can fight with him."

"If you don't fight, the world will retreat and worship."

"You can be invincible when you are heading, and there is no one who can unite you!"

"If you retreat, you will be flawless. One man should be a pass and ten thousand men will not open!"

"Jiuzhou should pass on my name!"

"Neighbors should be afraid of my might!"

"Even if you die, you will be remembered forever!"

"It's for Wushuang!"

Seeds take root.

ingrained.

“Buzz.”

As Zhang Chu firmly thought about it, the colorful light belts of heaven and earth that gathered from all directions seemed to have been suddenly pressed by an invisible big hand, rushing into his body.

True energy is transforming rapidly.

From gas to liquid.

The majestic true energy disappeared quickly.

Drops of condensed liquid true qi gathered into his dantian like rain.

They are neutral and peaceful.

There is no domineering temperament that can be confronted by the sky, the earth, and the air.

There is no cold temperament of every moment.

Not showing the mountains.

No water leakage.

But perceived its existence, Zhang Chu felt an unprecedented confidence in his heart.

It seemed as if with their backs, millions of troops could not take his life!

Perhaps it can no longer be called true qi!

Instead, it should be called...true essence!

"I'm for Feitian!"

"Unparalleled in the world!"

Zhang Chu murmured to himself.

He is full of heroism in his heart.

The world is full of our generation, just like the years in the world.

Eight years in a blink of an eye.

He finally stood out from all living beings and became a master of Feitian in Jiuzhou!

From this moment on, no one can use him Zhang Chu as a pawn again!

Eight years of flying.

Is this speed unprecedented?

Zhang Chu didn't know.

Don't care.

Because of his experience, he can definitely afford to fly to the fruitful fruit of Feitian!

Life does not depend on length.

Most people have only achieved mediocrity and nothing in their entire lives.

Even if the people are just flashy, the light that blooms is enough to illuminate the world!

...

"Click clang clang..."

Outside the mountain.

A long and shiny sword, the more than a hundred red flower masters who blocked this forest, shot out of thin air and gathered into a sword river. After wandering outside the forest for two circles, they fell on the ground in unison, and the blade headed towards the mountain.

Inclined direction.

It’s like a warrior who bows his hands!

This scene shocked the brothers of the Red Flower Tribe who were chasing the sword.

He was also shocked by the worshippers led by Wang Yingxing.

At this time.

No matter how hard a person is, he knows the martial arts of his own leader, and he has gone further.

...

Feng Family.

"roar……"

The angry roar of Yu Zun woke up the wide deep courtyard.

Feng Sixiang, who was lying on a rocking chair under a big tree, closed his eyes and took a nap, opened his eyes and looked in surprise in the direction where Yu Zun was.

But the next second, his face suddenly changed. He turned his head and looked north and said in a lost voice: "Oh no, that white tiger!"

He slapped his seat down on the rocking chair, and his body soared into the sky, turning into a ray of water-blue red light, sweeping towards the north at a very fast speed.

...

Yongming Pass.

Wang Zhenyi, who was wearing armor and holding a sharp edge, suddenly raised his head, looked at the southwest with a gloomy expression: "Who is it?"

He jumped up undesirably, rushed a hundred feet high, and rushed to the southwest at a rapid speed. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black dot and disappeared into the eyes of a soldier who was at a loss.

...

Taipingguan, Baiweilou.

A handsome middle-aged man wearing a green robe and a three-inch goatee with a jaw, leaning against the railing on the second floor, looking down at the endless stream of people below, drinking expressionlessly.

Suddenly the atmosphere.

The middle-aged man in green robe suddenly raised his eyes and looked northwest. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Feng Family?"

Immediately, he shook his head and said, "Those who steal the hook will be killed, and those who steal the country will be killed... it's ridiculous, ridiculous!" ::

He laughed out loud, lifted the wine pot and raised his head to drink wildly, attracting many diners who were dining on the second floor.

But the middle-aged man in green robe didn't even look at them.

It seems that these people do not exist at all!
To be continued...