"Haha, Senior Brother is right, we can't be like some Lingyi Sect, look at their sect master up to the eight hundred steps, as if the entire Ten Thousand Realms know. Biquge%Infoc∮八c∮八c∮Read c∮ book,.⌒.o≈"

A disciple of Zhentian Haicheng laughed loudly, and his eyes looked at Ma Liu and the others with a playful look.

"Alas, after all, people who have not seen the world, junior brother, don't laugh at others."

Mu Yinglong shook his head, although the words seemed to help Ling Hantian and the others speak, but the smugness and sarcasm revealed in them could be heard by anyone.

In this regard, Ma Liu's faces became extremely ugly, and as soon as Ma Liu's temper came up, no matter what Mu Yinglong's identity was, he immediately sneered.

"Hehe, yes, I'm from the countryside and haven't seen the world. However, Zhentianhai City is a big force, but I didn't expect that there were only two geniuses who had ascended to the eight hundred steps? ”

As soon as Ma Liu's words came out, many strong people looked at it, and at this glance, there were more than four people from Lingmen who had climbed the eight hundred steps.

And Zhentianhai City, there are only Qiu Yuan and Mu Yinglong.

This is indeed a very humiliating thing.

"Hehe, there are many birds, and ten or eight are not as good as a certain one."

Mu Yinglong glanced at Ma Liu coldly, and his cold eyes pierced Ma Liu like the sharpest sword in the world.

Being targeted by Mu Yinglong, Ma Liu's breathing suddenly stagnated, and it was almost difficult to breathe.

However, Mu Yinglong is a top genius after all, and a small role like Ma Liu, if he cares, it will be too embarrassing.

Therefore, Mu Yinglong just taught Ma Liu a lesson in moderation.

"See, that's the truth!"

He raised his hand and pointed to the statue next to him, with a proud face, slapping his face with facts, which was the pleasure.

Immediately, Mu Yinglong's eyes turned and looked at the eight hundred steps above, and now that he had passed the eight hundred steps, he naturally had to work hard to go to the nine hundred steps.

As for Ling Hantian and the others, in Mu Yinglong's opinion, it was difficult to wake up from that artistic conception.

Because even he almost fell into that artistic conception and couldn't extricate himself.

Mu Yinglong took a step towards the eight hundred and first steps, with a smug smile on his face.

However, the expression on his face froze in the next moment.

And he also stopped, having completely entered the eight hundred and first order.

"This ......"

"Why did he stop?"

"I don't know, it's too weird to climb the immortal ladder above 800 steps."

However, after a few minutes, Mu Yinglong moved, his eyes moved, and at this time, his eyes were full of calm and became very strange.

Then, Mu Yinglong took the second step and walked towards the eight hundred and second steps.

Besides, Ling Hantian was now trapped in the world of guardians, and he had completely regarded himself as a guardian.

And this guy is named Zhurong!

Vulcan Blessings!

Ling Hantian stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, overlooking the earth.

He has experienced countless years, his name is Zhu Rong, the world calls him the god of fire, and he dominates the life and death of all beings.

But, lately, he was very confused, he was puzzled for himself, and he felt as if something was missing in his life.

This world seems to be unreal, over the years, he has climbed the immortal ladder and become a supreme existence like the emperor of heaven, and he has never been defeated.

Ling Hantian had cheered and rejoiced at this victory, and he liked the satisfaction that this victory brings.

But now, Ling Hantian found out that something was wrong.

But he couldn't understand why it was wrong and what was wrong.

"Am I really the god of fire Zhurong?"

"Was I born in the world of flames?"

"Is it only the pinnacle of the Tao that I have pursued in this life?"

He has doubts about his own identity, and once a person has doubts about his own identity, it is a terrible thing.

Just like if you say you're not who you are now, people will think you're crazy.

He sat down and sat cross-legged on the top of the hill and watched the sun set and the sun set.

Finally, one day, he saw a flower blooming on the cliff, and the flower was so delicate that it was like a newborn baby, bringing a touch of life to the whole world.

But soon the flower withered, the leaves fell, and the seeds fell to another corner, and soon grew again.

"The power of reincarnation?"

He muttered, a clear look flashed in his eyes, and he was shocked, and he immediately stood up.

"I'm not the fire god Zhurong, I'm me, no matter what I've experienced, I'm Ling Hantian!"

The earth-shattering words spread, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, lightning flashed, and everything was shattered.

The world was still shrouded in flames, and not far in front of Ling Hantian, an arrogant figure was facing him.

"Do you understand?"

The indifferent words spread, and the other party did not look back from beginning to end.

"Understood, do we still need to fight?"

Ling Hantian thought for a moment, and then nodded, everything he had experienced, before he ascended the Immortal Ladder, should have been the experience of the Fire God Zhu Rong himself.

And everything that follows is that he himself fell into his own fantasies.

"The moment you dissolve the illusion, you've won."

Zhu Rong, the guardian of the fire god, carried his hands behind his back and did not look back from beginning to end, at this time his figure gradually dissipated, turning into a sky full of flames.

The world shattered, Ling Hantian's consciousness returned, his eyes opened, and a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

It seems to be sighing, sighing, everything he experienced in the illusion is like he himself has lived again.

Wow......

A golden light rushed out of Ling Hantian's body, lingering beside Ling Hantian's body, slowly condensing a new statue.

The statue of Ling Hantian carried his hands behind his back, his back was straight, and there was no arrogance in his eyes, showing calm.

"Haha, our master is awake!"

"The master of the door is invincible, and I am mighty!"

Ma Liu and the others showed ecstasy on their faces, as if they were the ones who had passed through the eight hundred steps.

"Cut, what's there to be proud of, our priest brother has already woken up!"

The disciple of Zhentian Haicheng pursed his lips and muttered.

Ling Hantian didn't get up, he still sat in place, savoring the previous experience, this was a rare opportunity.

Just as he had comprehended the meaning of reincarnation before, he had now comprehended the power of reincarnation even more.

Of course, if he couldn't break through that illusion in the end, Ling Hantian knew that he would never be able to wake up.

Half an hour later, the golden light reappeared, and Chi Wutian also woke up, and the statue condensed out, and his statue held yin and yang, as if holding up a colorful world.

Full of charm!

Chi Wutian also did not rush to the eight hundred and first steps, but continued to savor everything he had already experienced.

Two days passed in a flash, and Mu Yinglong had already climbed to more than eight hundred and thirty steps.

Chi Wutian got up and began to climb up.

Ling Hantian's brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Ling Keke, the girl hadn't woken up yet.

"I don't know when they'll wake up."