In mid-air, a fiery red spittoon-like magic weapon appeared, dripping and spinning, but nothing was done, and it disappeared again with a "bang".

Eighty-two levels of immortal ascension, Lang Yu just stood up again in a flash, and paused on it for three or four breaths. This time, Zhang Tianhao did not tease, nor did he urge. There is nothing wrong with Langyu taking another step forward. Judging from the sudden change just now, it should be above the eighty steps here.

The mysterious scroll, this is the first time Lang Yu has seen his role, in fact, it is the second time, but the time in the ancient clan Lang Yu didn't know.

Can it protect my sea of knowledge? But what if you know? There are more than ten orders to die, killing an immortal, it seems that he is still a great elder, how can the immortal sect spare him. Saying that it is for self-protection, saying that it was an accident, it is simply a joke, this hundred-step immortal ascension level is just for your own life, how can they allow you to plead.

Master, wow, master, it seems that your old good wishes are about to be lost.

Step by step, step by step, Langyu walked up firmly without pause.

At the ninety-first level, the scroll in the sea of consciousness "buzzed" brightly, and immediately returned to normal. The thick gray mist poured in like the smoke of a bonfire, and the three gray circles in the sea of knowledge rolled into it like a grinding plate, and the three gray circles that reversed each other were expanding at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and even rubbed against each other. If it is absorbed again, will it directly blow up his head, but now, Langyu has no heart to care about these.

In another gear, Lang Yu just felt that his divine sense was stinged, and he didn't even blink his eyes. Leaning forward, he stepped forward again.

It's crazy! It's crazy. The consequences of forcibly breaking into the immortal rank, there is no one in the immortal gate who does not know. Some people are already afraid to look at it, but they can't help but want to see it.

Ninety steps, the coercion is like a tide, and it is really not afraid of those who don't know, and sometimes the fear of those who don't know can scare those who know to death. Zhang Tianhao had been following behind for a long time, and he finally saw that Lang Yu really didn't know what it meant to reach the ninety-level immortal level. Otherwise, no matter how calm and sophisticated you are, you won't still behave like this.

It really doesn't matter, only Langyu knows. Everything in this world must be done according to one's ability, although the pill is good, you can't eat more, and although the lotion is good, you can't drink more. This gray fog should be a good thing, but if you overdo it, it can also be fatal. The three gray circles are already difficult to distinguish, and they are staggered with each other, and they can't even tell the direction of rotation, and phantoms have appeared one after another in front of Langyu's eyes.

Confusion.

The hundred-story immortal steps can already be seen, but why are there no platforms, squares, etc. It's still just over a foot wide, and it's still a step. I don't know if it's because of my divine sense, or if this accident is out of Langyu's expectations. A distraction, on the ninety-sixth immortal step, dodged and took two steps to the left, a mouthful of blood surged, and was forced down by Lang Yu.

Big head. Anyone who has ever experienced vertigo knows what it's like.

In the middle hall, the gold-collared old man had closed his eyes, but his divine sense had been locked on Lang Yu, and the three fingers of his left hand were squeezed together. His face was unwavering, but his heart was already turbulent.

What is the background of an ancient hermit family, even the immortal sect does not dare to be too guilty. On this point, even he can't touch it at all. The disciples of the hidden family have never entered the Immortal Gate, not only the Gu Family, but also several other empires, they would rather watch their descendants run out of life one by one than enter the Immortal Gate to prolong their lives.

Lang Yu can be said to be the first disciple of the hermit family to enter the Immortal Gate. Today's performance is more than just a little bit of a circle. The old man seemed to have glimpsed a little bit of the secret of the hidden family from it, just from this point, his decision just now was undoubtedly a bit hasty, and at the same time, another doubt arose in his heart.

Many great gods are paying attention to this problem, but there are two different realms just a stone's throw away, and some immortals who do not know (true) appearance are wondering if someone has done something on the immortal level. The fourth-order qi refiner, that breath, that state in the dantian, I don't know how many times it has been looked through. The final conclusion can only be incredible.

Langyu answered them very simply, took a step forward, another step, and a shock. I don't know if it's the reason why my head is shaking, or the impact of the influx of gray gas, the three gray circles that have almost condensed together shook irregularly in my mind, for a while, it became a flat circle, and then it was erected into an ellipse, and Lang Yu felt that his head was also deformed.

In the lower half of Zixiao Mountain, someone stood up from meditation. Some opened their eyes in amazement, and some put the teacup to their lips, but their eyes were staring away. In the middle hall, the bald old man looked at the back of the gold-collared old man standing in front of him with a strange gaze, because the old man's finger-pinching hand had been slowly raised again.

Zhang Tianhao stood on the eighty steps and did not step forward. In these three days, he has experienced too many accidents. It's all out of the kid in front of him. Now that I'm nervous, this kid still looks like he doesn't care.

The disciple of the ancient clan is a character. This is his assessment at this time. But he only knew that Lang Yu was a character, but he didn't know that Lang Yu was not from the ancient clan.

Six years ago, I got a three-word heavenly opportunity with a thought of benevolence. In the end, he cut thirteen, escaped the death in the stone room, and saw him in the waterhole three days ago, and studied under Ling Songzi's five words, thinking that he had passed another catastrophe, but who knew that he had just lived for three more days.

The old man is by no means an ordinary person, and his incarnation seems to mean that he has no follow-up. Lang Yu was a little cranky, and even tied his fate to a fortune diviner.

The hundred-level immortal level still has to be ascended in the end, unless you fall down.

Lang Yu hadn't fallen yet, so he fell up in a daze.

"Boom", Lang Yu, who didn't know how many steps it was, was not prepared at all, and as soon as he landed on the ground, the gray mist that poured in in an instant surrounded the sea of knowledge, what gray circles, white mice, scrolls, were completely gone, and even the magic that had been running silently stopped.

Left sun, top of head, right ear root. Everywhere is like a hammer striking from the inside out. It's going to blow up.

"Plop!" Lang Yu bent his legs, knelt heavily on the stone platform, and leaned back without falling. I can't tell what state he is in now, but I have a feeling as if this body is not his own. Is the out-of-body soul like this, there is no pain, even the sense of touch is gone, and he is just manipulating the puppeteer, pressing his body on the stone steps.

This feeling doesn't need to be checked to know where it is. The corners of Lang Yu's bloody mouth smiled.

One hundred steps, I'm coming up, what's the matter?

It was okay to think so, but he couldn't say it. The divine consciousness was pressing the body tightly, that kind of force, he believed that as long as he was slightly negligent, this body probably didn't know how far to pop out.

I can't see anything in the sea of knowledge, from the outside, Lang Yu's body has been shaking back and forth and left and right since he knelt down, and in his wooden feeling, his head is like someone poured into a basin of water, very physical tilting and swaying in all directions. He is a ship on the sea in the wind of seven or eight winds.

"Which cave disciple is this?" At this moment, some people asked themselves, and some people asked the fellow practitioners around them. If this son passes this hurdle, he is destined to have an unlimited future.

The golden-armored immortal guard hidden in mid-air narrowed his eyes at this time. "What does Zhang Tianhao mean? Do you want me to look good?" After today, no matter whether this son is alive or dead, as long as someone talks about the geniuses of Tianfengmen, it is inevitable that they will compare their own years with this son, this is a demon.

There are thousands of kinds of people in the world, and thousands of people have a thousand thoughts. Like the Golden Armor Immortal Guard, he has been cultivating in the Immortal Gate for more than 100 years, and it is really sad and lamentable. It is not known whether there are any other people who think the same way.

Lang Yu knelt on the hundred steps, maintaining a trace of clarity in his divine sense, waiting for what the Immortal Gate would do to him.

A voice of displeasure and anger sounded in mid-air after five breaths. "If you can go to the next level, Elder Ben can spare you death. ”

"What, this is to kill him, why?"

"It's Elder Ling?"

......

The sound of mid-air almost resounded throughout the lower half of Zixiao Mountain, and all kinds of speculation and surprise sounded in the hearts of different people in different places.

Zhang Tianhao didn't seem surprised, but he just took a long breath and spit it out roughly.

But can Langyu still be able to walk at that step, and can he still stand up?

When the voice in the middle of the sky sounded, it also came into Langyu's mind, it was a transmission. He couldn't feel any movement outside at all at this time, and even the sky and the earth were falling apart had nothing to do with him.

Go one step further! You horse, why don't you die! It is clear that you just want to let this stone step crush you to death, it is too yin, and you can't see blood when you kill people.

Immortal, I'll mess with you with an immortal. If this life doesn't die, I .......

Damn, I don't have a chance, this is a never-ending game, no solution, and I don't have to think about those cruel words.

Then I'll go one step further and show you that there are no bad seeds for the men from the earth.

"Poof!" spat out a mouthful of blood. It also brought out the tip of the tongue the size of a fingernail. With this moment of sobriety, Lang Yu stood up again, and the magic of refining the gods was urged.

"Huh?" didn't move, and concentrated again until Lang Yu's face turned red, and the magic technique didn't work at all. "What kind of bad thing, if you drop the chain at a critical time, you still can't point to the things of Xianmen. ”

Lang Yu was angry, crazy, crazy!

""Kun Luo Jue" turns!"

"Turning Thunder, Turning Thunder!"

"From "Transformation of the Yuanjue"!"

"Juque Cave, open!"

What is there to hide at this time, and what is the use of hiding it any further? Raising his hand, he turned over a jade bottle in his hand, poured it into his mouth with his head to the sky, threw it away, and shattered it on the stone steps with a "snap."