"Who is that boy?"

Fang Lang's climb and the gaze of a large group of people below naturally attracted the attention of Long Tiancai who was climbing Shenlong Road.

Suddenly, a sharp gaze projected towards Fang Lang.

Fang Lang swept these gazes over, smiled, ignored it, and continued to get up.

"Humph!" Upon seeing this, Long Tian couldn't help but snorted and continued to climb up.

Many talents in Jiaolong City climb Shenglong Road every day, with a total of 9,999 steps. Even if they cannot reach the top, they can still increase their willpower through constant climbing.

Most of Jiaolong's talents rely on this to train themselves and enhance their strength.

The lower the lower level, the more talented the Jiaolong people, the higher the upper level, the fewer the number of people.

Therefore, at the beginning of the climb, Fang Lang attracted the attention of many people.

However, Fang Lang did not show any terrible power. He is not crawling fast. Like those ordinary dragon geniuses, he has no bright spots.

After a long time, those climbing geniuses stopped paying attention to Fang Lang. They only think Fang Lang is just an ordinary climber.

Even those below who knew the source of Fang Lang's identity couldn't help sighing, feeling speechless.

This is the son of Jiutian Palace?

too weak!

It cannot be said to be a weak person, after all, Fang Lang's performance is comparable to the genius of General Jiaolong.

However, compared with the horror of the ancient Jiutian Temple, this son who took 10 million years to be born is really too weak.

You know, in ancient times, the son of the Nine Heavens Palace, which one is not invincible.

Basically, at that time, as long as the Son of God was born, he was definitely an incomparable figure that shocked the world, even the older generation and the strong were willing to give in.

Even the son of the Five Gods Court met the son of Jiutian Palace, losing more and winning less.

Although the Nine Heavens Palace has declined, in the hearts of Jiaolong people, they still feel that the Nine Heavens Palace is terrible, and this is all due to the protection of the elderly.

However, seeing Fang Lang today, all the children of the Jiaolong people had to admit that Xiao Jiu Tiangong was truly in decline.

They are deeply saddened that an invincible legacy has been inherited. The relatives of the Fire Dragon King and Dragon Emperor are also confused. The former knew that Fang Lang's talent was definitely not that bad, while the latter found that the son that Dragon Emperor valued was so unbearable and disappointing.

No matter what people think, Fang Lang at this time is still climbing up.

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The more you climb, the more pressure Fang Lang feels over you.

Of course, with his strength, he can climb faster. However, Fang Langyou has his own plan. He needs to study how this coercion arises and how it changes according to people's achievements.

In order to study these, Fang Lang deliberately slowed down and felt the pressure change step by step, which made him misunderstood and felt unbearable.

Of course, Fang Lang didn't bother to listen to others' ideas. He has some amazing discoveries.

"This is a rhythm. These pressure increases are regular, as if to follow a certain rhythm..." Fang Lang's eyes gradually brightened.

Under his guidance, these increasing pressures are like the beating notes on the piano, with some unknown rhythms.

Only human warriors would find this problem. Children like the dragon clan and even the Dragon Emperor are some fanatics who like to fight. No one like Fang Lang will observe the way and change of the rising dragon's pressure step by step. .

"Oh! Has my son climbed Shenglong Road? Well, interesting!"

In the magnificent palace, Dragon Emperor smiled. He reached out to wipe the gap in front of him, and immediately revealed a mirror image, showing the scene of the field climbing a dragon.

"I don't know if Xiao Jiutian Temple has been looking for his son for so many years, can he climb up the holy dragon road of my house." Long clan elder said with a smile, and a star flashed in his old eyes.

All the elders below looked at the mirror image of the dragon emperor with powerful magic power.

As the No. 9 emperor who has been waiting for thousands of years, Fang Lang's performance on Shenglong Road touched everyone's heart.

More and more Jiaolong children began to gather on Shenglong Road, crowding the entire mountain road. Even in the sky, there are many children of Jiaolong watching.

"Huh? My son's speed is a bit slow!" Inside the palace, a dragon clan leader frowned.

Fang Lang's performance can only be regarded as average, similar to some of the geniuses of Flood Dragons, but it is precisely such geniuses that there are many people in Flood Dragons. If it can also become the emperor, then the joke is too big.

"This isn't a fake, is it?" Some elders who opposed Fang Lang's entry into the Dragon Tomb had hummed softly.

"He didn't try his best. Look carefully, he looks relaxed." Long Di said, he looked at the fire with full eyes. Although he could not guess what Fang Lang was doing, he could feel that Fang Lang did not try his best.

"Yes!" The elder also nodded. Some strong dragons gradually discovered this problem.

Although Ye Pantian's climbing speed is not fast, compared with those dragon geniuses, he looks very relaxed, as simple as walking in an idle courtyard.

On the other hand, the genius of Jiaolongren, with every step he climbed, his face was very solemn, and sweat beads appeared on his forehead, obviously trying his best to climb.

In such a comparison, it is conceivable whether Fang Lang hides his strength.

"Strange, what is this boy hiding?" Elder Jiaolong couldn't help but slander secretly.

On the ascending dragon road, Tian Ye didn't know that the Dragon Emperor and all the other elders of the dragon were watching him crawling. At this moment, his eyes were full of excitement and smiles, and his face was full of joy.

"That's it. These increasing pressures, like melody, are arranged in the code of heaven and earth, as if they have gathered the infinity of the entire world. Hush!"

Fang Lang took a breath.

When he got this result, he was shocked by his conclusion. The ancestors of Jiaolong simulated the vast world by controlling pressure. This is just a means God can have.

"Why did he do this?" Fang Lang was shocked, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. If he hadn't observed carefully, Jiaolong was alone and didn't know that a monkey could find this secret.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise not far away.

The mighty and mighty momentum suddenly rushed in crazily, as if the entire sky was suppressed, and the thick mighty energy rushed towards the dragon powerhouse not far away.

"Ho!" I saw Jiaolong roar powerfully, Qiang got up, and took dozens of steps in a row, leaving the day behind.

"Strong. This is a Huang Wu level powerhouse. He can mobilize the power of heaven and earth far beyond the territory of King Wu." Fang Lang looked envious. ..