Chapter 1897: The Road to Death

The heavenly puppet is a real person, and he is also a sub-god-level existence.

Yang Ling was very emotional, but these strong people seem to be extremely powerful, but I am afraid that there will be no one who can really go to the end.

According to Demon Wuxian's experience, the closer he gets to the Light Gate, the more terrifying the time and space that the Avenue of Order will evolve, and the more terrifying the resistance will be.

"Boom~"

Less than two minutes after the Heavenly Golem True Man went down, a mountain and water light and shadow condensed by white light exploded, and a War Spirit Giant Beast rushed out carrying the Heavenly Golem True Person, and then jumped straight up the second layer of steps.

"Let's go too~" With a loud roar, a group of hundreds of Xuanjing masters collectively rushed into the Avenue of Order.

It seems that this is a collective action of the sect.

And under the drive of this sect, most of the people couldn't bear it anymore, or one or two, or ten or eight, and even hundreds of thousands of people rushed in with a roar, and then they were swept in by the white light and disappeared without a trace.

Watching the dense monks like moths to the fire disappear into the flowing landscape light and shadow, the expressions on the faces of Chunyangzi became even more solemn.

They are not worried about the future of these people, but they do not know how many people will have to die on this step before there is really a glimmer of life.

A gate of light as white as jade stood in the void.

A white staircase emitting billions of glows seemed to fall from the sky, gently swaying in the void.

The dense monks were like birds flying into the forest, one by one disappearing into the layers of light and shadow of the mountains and rivers flowing down like waterfalls.

Although it is not difficult to look at some of the pathfinders in front of you, only those who are caught up in them know the danger inside.

Once it falls into the time and space where the power of order evolves, the mana in the whole body will be imprisoned.

Although these people are all veterans of battle.

But when the mana is suddenly out of control, it will still fall into a panic, especially those ordinary Xuanjing masters.

Looking at the beasts that pounced on them one after another, many people were torn to pieces before they could make any movements.

I saw that on the first step of the steps, golden blood flowers splashed out of the white light like a fountain, and then slowly dispersed with the flow of light and shadow of the landscape.

At this time, more than 100,000 monks had already broken into the avenue of order.

Therefore, the dense golden blood flowers bloom like epiphany.

One by one, dense flowers emerged.

In just a few minutes, the entire first staircase was already churning with blood, turning into a golden landscape painting, in which white light flickered, and it seemed to be filled with a strange smell of blood and holiness.

In this terrible situation, some people retreated, but of course many more rushed into it without hesitation.

Ground floor ...... Two-storey ...... Three-storey ......

Soon the monks who entered it began to advance gradually.

And in the process of advancing, it is inevitable that someone will not be strong enough and fall into it with bad luck.

The steps were gradually stained with blood.

The landscape paintings formed by the condensation of white light gradually turn into golden waterfalls.

An hour later, a large number of monks who had entered it had broken through to more than ten floors at a rapid pace, and immediately after, countless figures on each step flickered, constantly disappearing or appearing, or with a scream, they turned into a golden blood flower and spewed out.

And at this time, those who are cautious by nature and are still waiting and watching have found that the more the guys who enter later, the easier it seems to break through, and up to now, almost all of the masters who have entered it are ordinary masters of the Xuan Realm, and most of the masters of the True Xuan Realm are intact, and they are rushing forward one by one.

"The time has come, let's go~" The Great Elder of the Heavenly Machine Holy Palace waved his hand and led the nearly fifty thousand Xuan Realm to rush in.

Demon Wuxian is dead, and the Heavenly Machine Sacred Palace is no longer half a threat in the eyes of Chunyangzi, and if they don't take the lead at this time, they really wait until the end, I'm afraid that even if the opportunity appears, it will definitely not be their turn.

Three days...... Five-day ...... 10 days......

In the blink of an eye, another half a month has passed.

At this time, the beast real person who entered it first had already walked to a position less than a hundred steps away from the Holy Gate.

But by this point, he had despaired.

The Xuanjing War Beasts he sealed in the collar were almost dead and wounded, and hundreds of Xuanjing War Beasts had died on the stairs below just now, and at this time, there was no one in the collar that had intact combat effectiveness.

He turned his head, and could only see a white light undulating and churning on the cascading steps, and in the white light, the shadows of mountains and rivers kept flowing and changing, and he didn't know what was going on behind him.

The beast real man couldn't help but sigh and sat down, he was going to wait until there were other monks behind him to come up and move forward together, or directly use the beast control method to forcibly control a few masters to help open the way.

But just as he sat down, a sudden white light swept him in, accompanied by a scream, a stream of golden blood spurted out, and soon melted into the landscape painting scroll and disappeared.

In fact, just below the fall of the beast real person, it was only more than ten levels away, and the god was really emerging from the white light.

At this time, the god was in tatters, and his body was densely covered with hundreds of terrifying wounds, and the skin and flesh on his face, hands, and legs were rolled, and many wounds were deep in the bones, and faintly glowing from the bones.

After the Divine Arithmetic True Person rested for a while, a black and white Tai Chi array disk appeared above his head, releasing black and white light to envelop his body, and then swallowed a few pills and then waved the abacus with almost fifty abacus beads left in his hand and stepped up the steps above.

At this time, the number of people entering the Avenue of Order has exceeded 800,000, and there are still people who are participating in it.

Ever since God counted as a real person, there have been figures flickering and moving on almost every step of the stairs.

More than 300,000 people had died, and half of the entire avenue of order had been stained with golden blood.

And it is constantly infiltrating up and down.

Roaring, roaring, concuzzling, screaming......

What seemed to be the path of a saint became a bloody path of death.

In the blink of an eye, another day passed, and the real person of God had already surpassed the place where the real beast and beast were dead, and it was less than ninety steps away from the Holy Gate.

"What do you think, fellow Daoists?" Qi Yuanzi's eyes flickered, and he asked as he looked at the god who was still moving forward with his cloak scattered.

Chunyangzi sighed and nodded: "The holy blood casts the ladder of fate, life and death are easy to find, this proverb has puzzled us for billions of years, no matter what the final result is, at least we have seen hope, all fellow Daoists, let's go together!"