C871 They all wanted to strangle Zhang Dongcheng to death!

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They all wanted to strangle Zhang Dongcheng to death!

"As the saying goes, Master led the way in. I am already the Sect Leader of the Sky Breaking Sect. If you want to explore the path of martial arts on your own, then I, the Saint, am grateful!"

Zhang Dongcheng cupped his hands in respect again, a fiery light shone in his eyes, it was neither humble nor arrogant, but his attitude was exceptionally resolute as he spoke slowly.

Holy Emperor accepted a disciple?

Was it necessary?

My Zhang Sha Shen has the system, people who block the killing of Buddha will only kneel in front of others, they won't kneel in front of others!

Take this Saint as my master, of course I have to pay respects to my disciple, then I am truly sorry, my Zhang Sha Shen cannot bend this knee!

From the Zhen Wu Continent to the The Road to Heaven, when have I ever bent over with my head lowered?

Even if you are a Saint or a Heavenly Realm expert, you still can't make me bow my head in submission!

Of course, Zhang Dongcheng thought like that, but he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he became more polite.

Without this arrogance that could look down on the world and look down on all heroes, Zhang Dongcheng would never be able to reach this step. Forget about this unknown Holy Emperor, even if it was the Flame Emperor himself, Zhang Dongcheng would not kneel down and call him master.

His master could not protect him for his entire life. If he wanted to become a heaven-defying martial artist, he could only seize the opportunity to fight for his life. He could not rely on anyone but himself!

Even if it was the System, there would be a day when he would abandon it and walk down the path by himself.

When Zhang Dongcheng's words came out, the more than two million warriors were flabbergasted. They looked at Zhang Dongcheng in disbelief, and all of their eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, hatred and fear.

F * ck you, you pretentious criminal! The Heavenly Realm expert known as the sage realm has taken you in as his disciple, yet you're still unwilling? What the f * ck are you doing!?

In the history of this The Road to Heaven, if there were to be a day when someone heard that someone did not even put the Holy Sovereign in his eyes, who knows if he would suspect that there was a mistake in the history!

Who the hell wrote this history, how dare he write about what could not have happened!

Everyone's hearts echoed with the later's angry shouts. They felt like they had been cheated!

Nan Yuetianming knelt on the ground, raised his head and stared straight at Zhang Dongcheng, wanting to strangle this arrogant and pretentious Zhang Dongcheng to death on the spot.

Fuck, don't give me a chance!

Are you f * cking pretending to be used to acting cool?

Yao Yuetianjue was also speechless. She looked at Zhang Dongcheng with an incomparably resentful gaze, thinking to herself, Damn it, why did my daughter really find a reason to fall for him?

He was a man of his word, a man who looked down on the world and looked down on everything in the eyes of the world!

This kind of man naturally attracted the girl's ignorant heart and worshipped the heart of an expert. Which young girl in love could resist the power of such heroic spirit?

Corpse Carrying Taoist held Mo Qingyang's corpse, his green veins bursting out as he pinched the stiff corpse's neck, muttering to himself. "Holy shit, my god, I want to strangle boss! 555, I want to strangle him! The Holy Master is not even willing to accept him as a disciple, I want to strangle him! "

The two million over warriors kneeled on the ground and secretly raised their heads to look at Zhang Dongcheng who was like a crane that stood tall and upright. There were probably eight to nine of the ten who wanted to strangle him on the spot.

Hearing Zhang Dongcheng's reply, the Saint realm elder was slightly startled, but he very quickly sighed and said: "Since you have already made up your mind, this sovereign should not force anyone. Fine, since fate has brought us here, let's give Demon Moon City a good fortune and celebrate your rise to the Hidden Dragon Institute. "

The phantom of a Saint slowly vanished from the high skies. But, a golden light shot down like a pillar that reached the heavens. The melodious sound of thousands of great Daos exploded outwards, an endless fog that never dissipated was just like a dream!

The golden light was like a river pouring down from the heavens as countless rays of golden light shot out in all directions. The golden words formed a beautiful sound as they flew in all directions like shooting stars in the sky.

The entire Demon Moon City was enveloped within.

"It's Xian Yin, it's Dao Yin!"

"Oh my god, this is the Great Way of the Saint!"

"Quickly absorb, quickly absorb!"

All the warriors were sitting and meditating, breathing with all their might. For a moment, their breathing was like the rising wind and the rising clouds, rising from all directions.

Zhang Dongcheng took in a casual breath and countless golden light and golden words gushed in, causing a tinkling sound in his mind!

"Ding! Congratulations to player Zhang Dongcheng for gaining experience. The current 2-star calamity is about to befall 9-star!"

Fuck, I leveled up just by taking a breath of this immortal qi?

A Saint is indeed a Saint!

Many of the warriors in the city jumped in joy and shouted: "I've levelled up! I got promoted! "

"Thank you Saint realm master, thank you Master Zhang!"

"Thank you Saint realm master, thank you Master Zhang! This great kindness will never be forgotten! "

Out of the two million martial artists, at least half of them had advanced to a small realm. Those who hadn't had a breakthrough also felt that they were on the verge of a breakthrough, and all of them were overjoyed.

Even though it was only a small realm, this was a level restriction that could be stuck at this realm for the rest of his life!

Because Zhang Dongcheng, because of the Saint, had levelled up!

Tears filled the eyes of countless warriors as they kneeled down towards Zhang Dongcheng and kowtowed heavily.

Of course they knew who it was that brought them all this. It was all because of Zhang Dongcheng.

If the kneeling from before was just submission, then this time, it was sincere gratitude.

The Sacred Master who was in the air stopped talking, looked deeply at Zhang Dongcheng, and then disappeared into the clouds.

"Greetings, Saint!"

Over two million martial artists began singing together, kneeling down and kowtowing nine times.

Nan Yuetianming stood up, and only coldly looked at Zhang Dongcheng, and said loudly: "A mere Holy Man, hehe, I have eight!"

Then, Nan Yuetianming turned and left. If he did not leave, he would not have been able to hold back and would have started fighting!

But, he was holding back, waiting for the moment he fought with Zhang Dongcheng, to settle the next opponent, and kill him!

He wanted to beat this damnable Zhang Dongcheng to death in front of everyone and let his name of the god of death be stepped on by him!

Zhang Dongcheng ignored Nan Yuetianming, since they were going to fight sooner or later anyway, it didn't matter!

Corpse Carrying Taoist carried Mo Qingyang's body and rushed over, and shouted: "Boss, this Mo Qingyang will refine the corpse for me!"

"I'll give it to you. Let him dig out the feces!" Zhang Dongcheng replied indifferently. He did what the God of Slaughter told him to do, and asked him to take out the feces, and when ordinary music for DISCO sounded in the future, he would take out the feces!

"Hehe, boss, it's such a pity that this bastard dug out feces. He's strong enough to become a level five zombie!" Corpse Carrying Taoist said mysteriously.

Zhang Dongcheng ignored him, "Do as you wish. I have gained some insights from this battle, so I need some time to calm down."

"Sigh, alright, I'll guard you, boss!" Corpse Carrying Taoist continued to shout as he carried Mo Qingyang's body and followed behind.

As expected of the Corpse Carrying Taoist, he was as happy as if he was holding a wife while carrying a corpse …