Dongluo looked up at the sky in the distance, and there were countless golden lights shining in the sea of blood-red clouds.

Looking at the blood red, endless sadness rose in his heart, and looking at the scattered golden light, there was another peace in his heart.

The contradiction is endless.

The blood rain is still falling, although he is still a novice on the path of cultivation, he also knows some common sense in the cultivation world.

The main god fell, the sky rained blood, and the heavens and the earth mourned together.

It's just that he doesn't know which main god it is, or which main gods fell together.

Dongluo forcibly suppressed the sadness in his heart, and began to continue to ascend, no longer paying attention to the blood rain around him, the level of the main god of Bi Jing was too high, and he could not touch it.

It has only been a few months since he stepped into the cultivation world, not to mention those high-ranking main gods, even if it is a decent mountain god and water god, he has never seen one.

The only little mountain god I have ever seen is in Xue Nianci's paperweight.

Dongluo only said one sentence at that time, and he didn't look like a mountain god at all. Xue Yuxin immediately asked him what the mountain god should look like? Dongluo had to say a few words about what is not tall, holding a cane, a small gourd on his waist, never having to walk, and being carried by mountain spirits and ghosts when he goes out, especially with a head or something. The golden-bodied villain and Xue Yuxin were stunned.

The golden-bodied villain squinted and gave him a thumbs up, as if he was dreaming something.

Dongluo saw that they didn't seem to know anything, and then they were very handy when they said it, like a fish in water, and they were full of lies.

In the end, Xue Nianci, who really couldn't listen to it, separated the two of them in one god, otherwise I am afraid that the golden-bodied villain would have to take out some family funds and ask Dongluo to go and buy a suit for his good life.

Dongluo shook his head with some nostalgia, and he didn't know how they were doing now?

When Dongluo stepped on the 10,000th step, there was no vision, and the only thing worth being happy about was that his physical strength had finally reached the first level of the marrow cutting realm.

Dongluo sighed lightly and continued to ascend.

There was a young cultivator sitting on the ten thousand and one steps, his face was very dark, and there was even some despair in his eyes, even when he saw Dongluo ascending his steps, his expression did not change in the slightest.

Dongluo knew that he had reached the limit of what he could go, and it would only be a dead end if he continued to go, but he was unwilling and left.

Dongluo walked to his side and stopped, looked at his confused expression, and suddenly said seriously: "There is no shortage of manpower, give up when you should give up, this is not a shame." ”

The confusion in the man's eyes deepened, and he glanced at Dongluo, then turned around and stepped towards the upper steps.

Burst!

There was a muffled sound.

The whole person was like a swollen air bag, which exploded with a bang, and blood splashed everywhere.

Under the endless rain of blood, the blood stains on that step quickly became mundane.

A good person, just like that, in front of him, he said that he would die.

Dongluo continued to climb with a blank face.

Myself

's life and death are still undecided, and he has the leisure time to care about the life and death of others.

The chances were all theirs, and he had nothing.

As he stepped up the 20,000th step, the blood rain finally stopped. In his senses, a long, long time had passed, but it was still blood-red dusk in the sky.

Dusk followed by dusk, lingering like a nightmare.

After the golden rivers on the green hills dissipated, there were still various rivers flowing, flowing into the bodies of different people.

30,000 levels.

Forty thousand.

Winterfall finally saw people again.

It's not that he's faster, it's that they're slow.

And it's also acquaintances.

Dongluo chuckled, it's really a narrow road!

Then Dongluo shook his head again, the enemy is a real enemy, and the road is really not narrow.

Zheng Nanfeng and Ye Yingshui are like a pair of fairy couples, with fluttering sleeves and walking together.

Wearing the fiery red god-killing armor, Dongluo stood behind them with a feeling of self-shame.

Dongluo was silent and walked around the two of them in shock, and continued to circle up the green hills.

The grievances between them are already over at Longquan Ferry, but if they are out of the Longmen Secret Realm, if they still don't know whether they are alive or dead, as long as Dongluo can still get out of this Longmen Secret Realm, he can have countless ways for them to know whether they are alive or dead.

He can defeat them once, and he can defeat them countless times.

If he has this self-confidence, it depends on whether they have this consciousness or not.

Ye Yingshui looked at Dongluo's back and stopped talking, she really wanted to ask the young man who was moving forward in loneliness about Ye Wuving.

This is also what she wants to know most after the Longquan ferry.

The yin and yang family where she is located belongs to the yang vein, which is yang to rigidity, and to righteousness and goodness.

And the Yin and Yang family where Ye Wushu is located belongs to the Yin vein, to the Yin to the evil, and the killing is decisive.

It is recorded in the classics of the Ye family that the yin and yang family yin vein was ruthlessly wiped out by the people of the hundred schools headed by the Mo family in the Xuanqi Gate because of the murderous intention and the evil spirit, and since then the Yin and Yang family has only left the yang character line, and the yin character vein with amazing killing power has disappeared in history.

And the person who led the Yin vein to extinction at that time was called Ye Invincible, the invincible in the sky.

The solitary yin is not long, and the solitary yang is not born, so the heaven and earth are matched with yin and yang.

The Yin and Yang family has lost its yin and is gradually declining, and now its status among the hundred schools of thought is also plummeting.

And Ye Wushu is the ancestor of her Ye family, engraved on the top of the rows of spiritual seats in the Ye family's Dizong Temple. And because of him, the Ye family has suffered from the cynicism of other branches of the Yin and Yang family.

Ye Yingshui gritted his teeth, and just wanted to speak, Zheng Nanfeng put it on his shoulder, shook his head, and secretly said: "What is the matter when you get out of the Longmen Secret Realm, the opportunity here is important, if you annoy him, he will be killed by him with a punch or blasted out of the Longmen Secret Realm, and the gain will outweigh the loss." ”

Ye Yingshui quickly calmed down, and looked at Dongluo with some horror in her eyes, and in an instant, her state of mind almost became fragmented.

She felt

The boy was about to become her demon.

Ye Yingshui's eyes were gloomy, and he glanced at the back of Dongluo in the distance, and said coldly: "Zheng Nanfeng, what do you mean when you said on the dragon boat that we haven't lost yet, and we won't lose either?"

Zheng Nanfeng chuckled: "It doesn't mean anything, it's literal." ”

Ye Yingshui stared at Zheng Nanfeng seriously, she knew that Zheng Nanfeng obviously had his own calculations, but she didn't want to say too much to herself.

Zheng Nanfeng didn't seem to see her, and walked up the stairs by himself.

"Zheng Nanfeng. After Ye Yingshui called Zheng Nanfeng, he suddenly said, "There are footprints on your face." ”

Zheng Nanfeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he turned his head to Ye Yingshui and smiled slightly, "You have a bag in your head." ”

Ye Yingshui smiled, touched her smooth and white forehead, and hurriedly followed Zheng Nanfeng, on this dragon ladder, with her own strength, she couldn't climb so high. Therefore, on this dragon ladder, he still has to rely on Zheng Nanfeng to get more opportunities.

Zheng Nanfeng looked at the top of the steps, and suddenly said for no reason: "You say, can he get out of the Dragon Gate Secret Realm alive?"

Ye Yingshui knew who Zheng Nanfeng was talking about, "If I believe that he can get out of this Dragon Gate Secret Realm alive, am I a little too much? ”

What appeared on this step was a gust of golden wind, the golden wind blew, scraping the flesh and bones, and it was already a little difficult for Zheng Nanfeng to deal with the trouble of the two of them.

Bi Jingdu has already climbed to such a high place, if the difficulties on the steps are still the same, then the Longquan ferryman still said that after so many years, no one has climbed the dragon gate.

Zheng Nanfeng thought about it and said, "His ambition is already very high without us rising. As for our prestige, we have long been swept away. ”

Ye Yingshui smiled angrily: "It's easy for you to talk to death like this." ”

Zheng Nanfeng bypassed a gust of golden wind and grinned, "It's good to talk about the sky to death, Bi Jing, I don't have anything to talk about with you." ”

Ye Yingshui pursed her lips and smiled, "No need to talk, from these few words, I already know what you want to do." Don't you just think that if he dies in this Dragon Gate Secret Realm, it will be his fate. If he gets out of the Dragon Gate Secret Realm alive, then his life is really short. ”

Ye Yingshui said with some curiosity: "If my guess is wrong, your Zheng family should also have some arrangements outside the Longmen Secret Territory!"

Zheng Nanfeng sneered: "Don't you have the Ye family?"

Ye Yingshui stroked her hair that was blown by the wind, and walked leisurely around a gust of golden wind, "The old antiques in the family, you don't know it, you are afraid of this and that, you are not simply sharp at all, always thinking about what to kill people and cut the grass to the roots." I don't know if they're tired day by day?"

Zheng Nanfeng thought thoughtfully, "Who is your Ye family's success this time?"

Ye Yingshui tilted his head and thought for a while, and then said seriously: "I don't know, alas, it may be the fifth ancestor, or it may be the third ancestor." Of course, most likely the Great Offering. ”

Zheng Nanfeng's eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't see what he was thinking in his heart.

But certainly not

What a good thing.

......

......

There are fewer and fewer people on the white jade steps, some people retreat in the face of difficulties, and some people die in the face of difficulties.

As the people who retreated from the difficulties withdrew from the Longmen Secret Realm, some things in the Longmen Secret Realm gradually surfaced and were placed in front of the people who came here to welcome the descendants of the family.

Although there is a dense qi above the Dragon Spring that fills the soul, many things in the secret territory of Longmen cannot be said, but the ferryman of Longquan also said that what he has seen and heard in this place after leaving the secret realm of Longmen can also be mentioned a word or two, as for what he wants them to mention, everyone does not know.

However, when the fifteen letters of reconciliation appeared on the tables of the people who came here, one person and one mouth portrayed the demonic image of the three people who forcibly sucked the breath, forcibly robbed the mustard seeds, and forced them to sign the reconciliation letter.

For a time, there was silence outside the Longmen Secret Territory, then an uproar, and finally depression.

Some discerning people have already sniffed out some unusual things from all kinds of clues, and they are all waiting with interest for the moment when the Dragon Gate Secret Realm is truly closed.

And that moment, not far away.

(End of chapter)