Ziyi didn't know that she had entered the sight of the big guys, she was just refining her body step by step. During this period, there are constantly people who are eliminated, and there are also fights due to friction, and if the unlucky people can't jump off the stone steps in time to give up the competition, the end will be a dead end.

Today is the eighth day, and the rest of the people are less than one percent, and the fastest Long Yang and the others are not far from a thousand steps, but the speed has also become very slow, and they may not be able to climb a step in an hour.

Long Yang is still in the first place, he is a pure Yang Fire Body, he is only four hundred years old, he is already a combined cultivation, he is a personal disciple of Jiuyang Shangjun, and he naturally has an advantage over others when he steps on the stone steps built by his master's hand.

But it was only an advantage, at this moment he was standing on the nine hundred and eighty-ninth steps, looking up at the substantial flames in front of him, his brows were tightly locked, even if he was a pure yang fire body, he couldn't rush over directly, because the flames above had exceeded the limit of the physical body.

Turning his head and glancing behind him, the cyan figure in the golden light was only one step away from him, did the other party deliberately bite him?

The man in Tsing Yi also looked up at him, his eyes were facing each other, and there were faint sparks blooming, to fight, or not to fight?

No, you can't let the other party threaten his safety behind him, so you have to fight!

The eyes touched, and the touch was imminent, and there was a loud bang, and the two figures fought together.

"Look, it's finally time for a fight!"

"I only see two rays of light, whose strength is stronger?" Someone in the audience asked anxiously.

The stone steps lead to the sky, and after reaching eight or nine hundred steps. Even if the cultivator's eyesight is good, it is not disturbed, and it is impossible to see the situation above, of course, the cultivator can probably faintly see the two light clusters fighting.

As if to understand everyone's eagerness, the cloud tablet suddenly brightened, and at the position where Long Yang and Cang appeared, a mirror was conjured, and the mirror showed the scene of the two fighting, and even the sound of battle was truthfully heard.

"Good!" Everyone was overjoyed, and their eyes turned to the cloud monument.

"It's evenly matched. Could it be that the man in Tsing Yi also has a chance to win the championship? "For a while. The audience was in an uproar and there was a lot of discussion.

Ziyi was still walking on more than six hundred steps at the moment, and he didn't know about the fierce battle above. At this point, there are only two days left. If it is the way it was before. She simply couldn't climb the thousand steps at the given time.

So. While walking, she forcibly refined the heat into her body, and her purple robe flew. Wisps of white air came out of her head, and sweat rolled down, but she still didn't hold up the shield.

Seeing her so embarrassed, everyone else on the stone steps thought that she would not be able to resist in the next moment, so they did not attack her, of course, because most of them were too busy to take care of themselves.

Every ten steps, you will face a hurdle, not only the heat increases, but also a powerful force impact, if you can't break through, or the body can't adapt to the sudden increase in heat, you will be eliminated, or even burned to death.

Ziyi suddenly lifted her breath, jumped to the six hundred and ninety-nine steps, a huge force rushed towards her, as if the giant peak outside the sky smashed straight forward, she raised her hand and slapped it forward, there was a loud bang, the power above was temporarily eliminated, a trace of joy flashed in her eyes, and her body rushed up, but at this moment, her heart trembled suddenly, and her body reversed and retreated, but a sharp claw still grabbed Ziyi's chest through the heat wave......

More than eight hundred steps, Chu Yang's heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look down.

"Brother Chu, what are you looking at?" Feng Yao immediately asked.

Chu Yang turned his head and looked at Feng Yao, his eyebrows condensed slightly: "What about the others?" ”

"What others?" Feng Yao looked ignorant, and her eyes blinked.

Chu Yang stared at Feng Yao with good eyes, and said word by word: "The others in Fengling Palace." ”

Feng Yao was originally stared at by Chu Yang's gaze, but when she heard his question, she was obviously relieved and said, "They can't keep up, so naturally they are falling behind...... Brother Chu's eyes were really scary, and I thought I had done something wrong again. ”

Chu Yang ignored Feng Yao's complaints, but suddenly rushed downward, causing Feng Yao to shout behind him and chase after him at the same time.

Although the stone steps are slow to climb up, but the running down is very fast, but after a few breaths, he rushed down more than two hundred stone steps, faintly hearing the sound of fighting, and the colorful glow, which is obviously the handiwork of Fengling Palace.

"Ahh

The scream sounded, Chu Yang's face turned pale, and he rushed down at an accelerated pace, and a figure was thrown up from below, his clothes were burned by the flames, and he was unrecognizable, Chu Yang was in a hurry, and immediately popped out a spiritual pattern to wrap the figure, and the figure pounced, and called urgently: "Purple clothes!" ”

"Brother Chu, wait for me!" A cloud of colorful glow rushed down from above, and he saw Chu Yang holding a woman who had been burned beyond recognition, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Rumble! Another figure was smashed up, it was a male cultivator, screaming again and again, but this time Chu Yang did not come to the rescue, but let the figure be burned by the flames, raised his eyes to look at the purple figure floating up from below, holding a purple gun, the corners of his mouth hooked a smile, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Young Palace Master save me!" The male cultivator was about to be burned into ashes by the flames, he shouted loudly, Feng Yao was so angry that his face turned pale, but he still threw out a cloud of colorful spiritual light to protect the male cultivator.

"Chu Daoyou, is this going to be my enemy?" Seeing this scene, as well as the dying female cultivator in Chu Yang's arms, the purple clothes raised their lips and smiled.

"You're mistaken." Chu Yang replied, and immediately slapped the female cultivator in his arms out, and suddenly screamed miserably.

As soon as Feng Yao had placed the male cultivator, she saw Chu Yang shoot the female cultivator out, and immediately rushed over to grab the female cultivator, and the anger on her face could no longer be suppressed.

"Brother Chu, you actually help the opponent and don't help Fengling Palace!"

Chu Yang glanced at her, and his voice was indifferent: "I have no obligation to protect the people of Fengling Palace. ”

After speaking, he nodded at Ziyi, and then turned around and climbed upward, but the speed was not fast.

Feng Yao bit her red lips tightly, the anger in her eyes was immediately confused by the mist, and she wanted to cry, looking at Chu Yang's back blankly, but unfortunately she didn't get any response.

In the next moment, he turned his head to look at Ziyi, and his gaze shot like a sharp sword.

"Feng Daoyou, you don't have to be so tortuous, we are opponents, just kill us directly." The purple clothes looked gentle, met the other party's hateful gaze, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, as if mocking.

Feng Yao didn't expect Ziyi to tear her face directly, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the figure in front of her suddenly stop, and she faintly tasted a bloody smell on the tip of her tongue, and it was her teeth that broke her red lips.

In the end, Feng Yao didn't say anything, turned around and caught up with the figure in front of her.

Is this how love makes people lose themselves? Ziyi, who couldn't make a fight, looked at the two figures in front of him, all thinking.

Thankfully, she never fell in love with the troublesome man. (To be continued......)

PS: Author: Wang Anning

A beautiful lady on the outside, a woman on the inside, and a foodie on the inside.