The Longmen Ancient Road does not look at cultivation, but only at potential. However, the further ahead the person is, the greater the pressure will be and the greater the benefits will be.
Demon King Fengchan wanted to leave enough buffer distance for Yue'er and Ye'er, delaying the distance between them and the second place, so as to ensure victory.
When you step into the Dragon Gate realm, the ground feels like it is tilting. From this angle, the Dragon Gate becomes a forty-five-degree oblique angle, and you can rush up directly.
"Let's begin!" came a clear female voice. The old Dragon King was not in the mood to host at the moment. It was probably the descendant of the dragon who was doing the work. She didn't show her true body and spoke directly from an unknown distance.
"Come up!" Lin Feng said to Yue'er and Ye'er.
Ye'er lay on Lin Feng's back in a familiar manner. Lin Feng picked up Yue'er at the same time. The golden elixir in his body turned and Kunpeng appeared and rushed away.
The Fourth Senior Sister and the Fifth Senior Sister were following, but the Senior Sister did not come. She had already cultivated to Nascent Soul and could not get in here.
If the highest level in the Longmen Realm is only the Golden Core cultivator, then Lin Feng and others' hopes are still quite high.
"Actually, I can do it by myself." Yue'er's face turned red and she was held in Lin Feng's arms.
Lin Feng smiled and said: "It's okay, keep up your strength and try to reach the end."
The distance from the entrance to the dragon gate is at least sixty miles, and all the demon clans used their special skills to rush straight to the end.
Some beasts transformed into their original shapes, got down on all fours, and started running wildly. There was an aquatic tribe who offered a magic weapon. The surrounding space slowly flowed, as if it had turned into water, and he swam quickly in the middle.
Most of the birds, led by Yue'er and Ye'er, transformed into their original forms, gathered around Lin Feng and others, and rushed over together.
They range from petite magpies to huge fire phoenixes and green luan, all of which are rare and rare.
Most of the human monks participated, and the five major immortal sects were no exception, but they were all helpers of the demon clan, receiving benefits to help, and taking advantage of the opportunity.
Lin Feng launched the Kunpeng Transformation at a speed comparable to the ultimate speed of the Golden Core Realm. Although it was not as durable as other Golden Core masters, it was only sixty miles away and the power of the two Golden Cores was enough to last.
Lin Ruoyu and Ling Wei followed beside them and warned carefully: "Don't be careless this time. The Xuanji Sect is a true disciple, and many immortal sects are disciples of the first level."
The first step, as the name suggests, is the strongest group of disciples. Among other immortal sects, they are all trained as true disciples of the Xuanji sect.
In terms of qualifications, there may be a gap between one star and two stars, and some are even close to each other. The difference is the foundation of the immortal sect. If Yi Qianxue joins a first-rate immortal sect, she may not be able to compete with the outstanding disciples of the five major immortal sects, even if her qualifications are unparalleled.
Being strong yourself is one thing, but it cannot be separated from your own efforts and the training of your teachers.
Before we reach the end of the road, smoke has started to rise. There are only ten roads, and only ten people can enter at the same time.
Many tribes could no longer keep their composure and began to fight.
A tiger with black and white fur, huge body, and powerful limbs. Every sprint would leave scratches on the ground. The tribesmen and human monks beside him spread out first to block the monsters behind him.
The distance is getting closer, about seven or eight miles away before we reach the dragon gate.
Lin Feng and others rushed to the front line, not because they were faster than those behind them, but because the people behind them were waiting.
When the distance was about the same, the monsters behind him attacked one after another.
Lin Ruoyu paused, waved his right hand, and six small formation flags were placed around him, forming a small semicircle.
With a rumble, all the attacks were blocked from the formation.
Ling Wei followed closely and patted the treasure gourd on her waist. The treasure gourd kept spitting out precious light, and she sacrificed one disposable magic weapon after another.
At the same time, she twisted her delicate body and began to dance, and the dance was full of beauty. With her movements, the mouth of the gourd went up and down, which was extremely irregular, and the precious light spit out also moved left and right, up and down.
Boom boom boom!
The magic weapons were sacrificed one after another. In just one dance, there were more than 400 magic weapons.
The first one exploded with a roar, followed immediately by the second, and the third, one after another, blocking the monsters behind them for a moment.
The two did not want to fight, so they immediately left the battlefield and chased the rear of the team again.
The two of them have unique methods. The demon clan is neither good at using magic weapons nor knows much about formations. They just rely on their own talents and blood. They were suddenly blocked by their sudden attack and were blocked for a moment.
In just a moment, Lin Feng and others were able to escape far away.
Some monsters screamed in anger, beat their chests and stamped their feet, and jumped one by one, crossing the explosion range.
"Amitabha!" a Buddhist chant sang behind them, and three or four monks in simple clothes followed closely.
Everyone was a little dumbfounded. The Monster Clan and the Zen Heart Sect were life-and-death rivals. The Zen Heart Sect’s slogan for a period of time was that each person had a monster mount to conquer all monsters in the world.
Monsters have become popular for a while, and many tribesmen were ferried away by people from the Zen Heart Sect. They swore to eat bald people, no matter if they were monks or not, they would eat anyone without hair.
The two are actually entangled together, which is really surprising.
"Master, where's your moral integrity?" Lin Feng shouted loudly.
The leading monk, who was white and fat, squinted his eyes and clasped his hands together, saying: "Amitabha, the Buddha helps the destined person."
He didn't understand what moral integrity was, but he felt that Lin Feng was probably asking why Buddhists help monsters.
If you are destined to meet someone, let him fart!
Lin Feng bets that the monster must have had no moral integrity to give up some of its clan members and asked these monks to cross back before inviting them to help.
"Master, you are a member of the Buddhist sect, how can you associate with monsters!" A female voice, followed by dozens of voices, came through.
Seeing that the costumes were from the Goddess Palace, Huo'er whispered in Lin Feng's ear: "They were invited by the Demon King to help!"
Lin Feng rolled his eyes. The Goddess Palace would scream and kill monsters when they saw them. This kind of place is quite special. They didn't dare to mess around for fear of being surrounded by a group, otherwise they would have taken action long ago.
At this moment, using the guise of dealing with monsters to help Feng Chan Demon King, he must have received a lot of benefits.
Looking around, there are various combinations emerging one after another. The two natural enemies of the rat tribe and the cat tribe are joining forces to deal with the dog tribe.
The Rabbit Clan carried the Turtle Clan on their backs and shuttled through the hail of bullets.
All feuds and grudges seemed to disappear at this moment. The major races cooperated very well. The war broke out and some people began to be killed.
Although everyone tries not to kill anyone, in this environment, if someone comes up in a hurry, someone will naturally die.
The people in the Immortal Sect have long looked down upon these things, and those who are willing to come are mentally prepared.
Although Lin Feng and others rushed to the front, they still began to struggle.
The first is the target. Anyone will attack. There are at least 30,000 to 40,000 people in the entire venue. Any attack will be extremely violent. No one dares to say that they can withstand such an attack.
"Keep on holding on, the helpers called by the Demon King will be here soon!" Qing'er transformed into Qingluan and shouted towards the sky.
Fifth senior sister Ling Wei swung her small hammer, and she connected a thin iron chain to the end. She suddenly wrapped Qing'er's legs and dragged her down hard, pulling her down.
An attack passed over there, and if it had been a moment later, she would have been seriously injured even if she had not died.
"Don't fly too high, you will be regarded as a target!" Ling Wei warned.
Although there are many people, not many can fly, and most of them are among the bird family. When they fly into the air, others will focus their fire on them regardless of what they are doing, and they are not afraid of making mistakes.
Qing'er's little mouth trembled slightly, she was scared to death, and she quickly joined Huo'er to join forces to deal with the others.
Although it was extremely difficult to fight and run at the same time, Lin Feng and others still firmly occupied the first place.
Someone almost popped up, but was quickly pushed back.
Lin Feng and others were certainly targets, but others could not see someone from a tribe other than their own rushing forward.
This melee was extremely troublesome. There were ten ancient roads three or four miles apart. Lin Feng and others chose the one on the far right. On the left was the White Tiger clan.
"We're here, hurry up!" Lin Feng pushed Yue'er and asked Ye'er to follow him.
Other ethnic groups occupying the first position on the ancient road also went on the ancient road one after another. The ancient road was made of bluestones. It was not wide but stretched as far as the eye could see. Only one person could go up it.
Other ethnic groups choose to go up alone, but Yue'er and Ye'er have a good relationship and don't distinguish between each other. Yue'er has a higher level of cultivation, so she takes the lead, and Ye'er follows behind.
Ten figures appeared in the sky. They were Demon King Fengchan and others who manifested themselves with great magic power. Each of them placed an incense burner in front of them and lit a stick of incense.
It is not easy to hold on for a stick of incense. Everyone wants to keep the first place, but others do not want to widen the distance. As long as the distance is close, it is very likely to overtake the front in the later stage.
At that time, the people below couldn't get up at all, and they all relied on their true skills.
Yue'er and Ye'er have been focused on. Their cultivation level is only at the Foundation Establishment Realm. Others who want to set foot on the ancient road are at the Golden Core Realm. Once they are attacked by the people behind them on the ancient road, they will be in danger.
Therefore, the pressure that Lin Feng and others resisted was the greatest, and their offensive was the strongest among the ten ancient roads.
Lin Feng rubbed his eyes and questioned: "Am I dazzled? Why is the incense stick of Fengchan Demon King so much higher than the others?"
Lin Ruoyu smiled bitterly and said: "Not only is he a lot taller, he is twice as tall and more than twice as thick."
I had known for a long time that she would protect the calf, but I didn't expect that she would protect him to such an extent. After her incense burnt out, there would probably be hundreds of people walking on other ancient roads.
This scene was also discovered by the demon clan that followed, and someone immediately provoked: "It's so arrogant. You actually want to block us for so long. Then if you have any chance, come to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man screamed and was directly killed by a monster. At the same time, screams came from many places.
It stands to reason that they will not fight among themselves for the time being, because they have a common enemy, but this happened. There are not many people in this group, and everyone almost guessed that it was the work of Demon King Fengchan.
Some people are cursing in their hearts, shameless, the mighty demon king is also playing this trick.
But this trick was not limited to Fengchan Demon King. Many demon beasts who had been bribed by the first group changed sides among the crowd, and the subsequent groups became confused for a while.
There were so many strangers mixed in that no one could tell who was one of their own and who was a traitor.
The human race sees the entire clan of monsters as all looking the same, and the demon race sees the same thing as the human race.
Everyone was in danger for a moment, and other reinforcements also came to kill them, including those from the Qin State, Xixin Pavilion, and many other immortal sects that Lin Feng did not recognize. Huo'er and Qing'er both confirmed one by one that they were from the Demon King Fengchan.
's handwriting.
Lin Feng climbed up and shouted, raising his sword and shouting: "Charge!"