The Ancient Holy Body thinks I'm too extreme!

Chapter 117 Who in the world doesn't know you! I don't like going to the Myriad Desires Nunnery! (35th update!)

Zhang Kun will leave.

The demon race would not allow Zhang Kun to leave so easily.

Almost everyone knows the truth about these two things.

Even though Zhang Kun knew that Ye Fan almost killed the Golden-Winged Roc King in the original story, the old Roc King was very magnanimous and did not pursue the matter!

But Zhang Kun wouldn't rely on others' perspectives to guarantee his life.

Ye Fan and Black Emperor's attempt to create chaos and attract attention clearly failed.

but.

The people who came to say goodbye were not just this one person and his dog.

And Yan Ruyu!
In the Sage Space, all the old demons who wanted to pursue and kill him were intercepted by this unparalleled and perfect descendant of the Demon Emperor. The pressure of the ultimate weapon suppressed everything!
"It's too dangerous for you to walk with me from now on!"

Zhang Kun felt the overwhelming imperial might and turned back to look at Jiang Jiang and the bandits on the deck.

They had only recently learned that their young commander wanted to...

He killed the Golden-Winged Roc King, who was invincible throughout the central part of the Eastern Wilderness and was on his way to becoming a Demon Emperor!
Faced with the death threat from Lao Pengwang, they showed no fear whatsoever; instead, they were filled with almost fanatical shock and admiration for Zhang Kun!

All the young kings who aspired to become demon emperors died at Zhang Kun's hands!
Zhang Kun, this young marshal, is destined for an extraordinary future!
They could very well rise to prominence alongside Zhang Kun, becoming veritable bandits!
There were naturally no objections to Zhang Kun's arrangements.

Jiang Jiang understood Zhang Kun's situation, but was still worried, and suggested that Zhang Kun go to Jiang Yi...

Jiang Yi once said, "If there are difficulties, you can go there."

"good!"

Zhang Kun didn't refuse, but just smiled and patted Jiang Jiang's helmet. Feeling it didn't feel right, he continued:

"Actually, you can just wear one mask."

"it is good."

Jiang Jiang nodded.

Soon.

Zhang Kun left the bronze warship, and Jiang Jiang, leading the young marshal's army, planned to return to the vicinity of the stone village to cultivate in seclusion and wait.

After leaving Yunze Prefecture, Zhang Kun also heard news of his own situation—

"Unbelievable! I never imagined that the young marshal would actually kill the Golden-Winged Roc King!"

"At first I thought it was fake news. After all, I had heard that this young king of the demon race was similar to the young emperor and was invincible in the central part of the Eastern Wilderness!"

"What a fine protector of the Demon Emperor's lineage! No matter what, the Demon Emperor's lineage has successfully established its authority, and I'm afraid many old demons have put away their ulterior motives."

"The young marshal used the blood of the Golden-Winged Roc King to start the battle for the title of Great Emperor... The younger generation of holy sons and daughters can no longer sit still!"

"It is said that the Ancient Sacred Body also defeated the Golden-Winged Roc King of the same level..."

The news spread quickly.

Zhang Kun doesn't think this is a good thing, because it means that Old Peng Wang will only arrive sooner.

Just as he was about to leave the restaurant, he decided to use the Xuan Yu Platform to continue his journey.

There's new news about 'him' again—

Jiang Jiang led the Young Marshal's Army to attack a small sect in the western part of the Northern Region!
"Old King Peng has arrived. The young marshal is likely to leave and head to Zhongzhou!"

Zhang Kun glanced in the direction of Shizhai. In one day, he had been living off two women...

It smells so good!
He changed everything, becoming an ordinary young man before he left.

Half a month later, he finally approached the holy city of the Northern Region.

The Holy City of the Northern Region, the absolute center.

On this red land, it is as famous as the Primordial Mine, and the inhabitants of the Northern Region regard it as a sacred place.

It was only early autumn, but the weather was already quite cool, and yellow leaves were beginning to fall from the branches.

The oasis where the holy city is located is extremely vast, spanning tens of thousands of miles, and contains many cities.

Compared to other states, Saint State is the most peaceful. Even the most audacious bandits dare not plunder this oasis, because all the major powers have troops stationed in this state.

Zhang Kun arrived here only to realize that his boastful words, which he had made all the way to the top, no longer reflected his true strength.

but……

"It will happen sooner or later."

Zhang Kun walked down the street with bright eyes.

The road leading to the holy city was wide enough to accommodate a dozen or so carriages traveling side by side.

Besides the residents of the Northern Region, cultivators can often be seen flying through the sky.

When Zhang Kun was less than 600 li away from the holy city, towering mountains and broken cliffs lined both sides of the road, all of which were majestic.

This bluestone avenue looks as if it was carved out by someone splitting the mountain and cutting through the cliff.

When they were less than two hundred miles from the holy city, there were significantly more pedestrians on the road, and strange beasts galloped about like the wind and lightning; most of them were cultivators.

Suddenly, a muffled thunderous sound came, and dozens of riders rushed in like a tidal wave.

It must be said that these people are very arrogant. They ride on beasts, standing in mid-air, only a few meters above the ground, and proceed along the main road.

The beast roared, and a gust of wind howled past.

The wind messed up the hair of many people on the street, and many glared at it angrily.

You can clearly see dragon-horse hooves and leopard claws treading through the air several meters above your head, which is extremely disrespectful to pedestrians on the road.

The people in mid-air rode their beasts at breakneck speed, showing no regard for the people on the main road, rushing towards the holy city and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Ordinary people would never dare to do this, because the vast majority of people going to the Holy City are cultivators, and it would be easy to offend people.

"Is this a disciple of some ancient family? He's so arrogant, walking on our heads." Someone on the main road complained.

"Forget it, just say less. If they hear you and come after you, it will be a disaster," someone advised.

“The Holy City is dotted with holy sites of great religions, the royal families of the Central Plains, the golden families of the Northern Plains, and even the powerful figures of the Southern Ridge… We cannot afford to offend these people!”

"I heard that the younger generation of the Golden Family and the younger generation of the Heavenly Demon Palace had a fight not long ago!"

Even before truly entering the holy city, Zhang Kun could personally and clearly sense that the holy city ahead was a place where powerful figures gathered!

What he didn't expect was that his title of 'Young Marshal' would also appear in this holy city!

His feat of slaying the Golden-Winged Roc King had a great impact and was considered the beginning of his qualification as a great emperor of the younger generation!
even!
As Zhang Kun approached this premier city in the northern region, in this pristine land, he saw his bounty poster in the distance—

The Holy Land of Yao Guang, the third greatest bandit Xu Tianxiong, now has Old Peng King!
Three parties demanding revenge!

Zhang Kun shook his head and walked into this extremely magnificent ancient city.

The city wall lies horizontally like a dragon, stretching endlessly, as if cast from molten copper, gleaming with a metallic luster.

The magnificent city gate tower, standing a hundred meters tall, is imposing and extremely grand.

From a distance, the massive ancient city gives people a suffocating sense of oppression.

There are many legends about the holy city. People don't know how long it has existed. Zhang Kun, recalling the original work, speculated that it might have existed since ancient times.

This ancient city gave him only one feeling—

Big!
If one does not fly, but walks like an ordinary person, it would take a whole day to cross the city.

Zhang Kun wasn't in a hurry to go to Tianxuan Stone Archway. Following the flow of people, he turned a corner and saw a large lake ahead...

The tide is a deep blue, like a giant sapphire set in the ground.

Many people walked along the riverbank, where willows swayed and a warm breeze blew.

In the lake, there are many dragon-shaped pavilions, and the melodious sounds of silk and bamboo instruments can be heard. The shore is mostly filled with young people.

He gazed into the distance and saw the depths of the great lake, the sky shrouded in mist, and many large ships floating about, as well as palaces and pavilions.

"Young man, you're impressive! On your first visit to the Holy City, you've headed straight for the famous Miaoyu Nunnery!"

Two more updates at 5 PM, let's go!!!

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