Different from the original work, there are many interesting things missing from this mountaineering, such as Ning Que, who lacks the blessing of two famous posts, Longqing, the son of light who has returned to heaven, and the old man Yan Se who came to the academy to play a scoundrel.

Although there are a lot of things that seem cool, there are many more precious things. For example, students compete to help each other, encourage each other, and earn the passion of the first game.

The way to choose a two-story building is simple, but it is also difficult. The assessment arranged by the master before leaving is no longer as good as the original work.

To sum it up, there are only six words, mountaineering, Zhijian, and delusion!

Students will still experience many tests on the way to the mountain, and these tests come from many brothers and sisters in the back mountain. The pain of flesh and skin is only one thing, the determination is the second, and seeing through the falsehood is the third.

In the kingdom of God, in a white and vast environment, the goddess seemed to smile.

"You're finally here."

The master flicked his long sleeves angrily, and did not look at the disgusting pretty face of the goddess.

"You and I have looked at each other for thousands of years, and we look at each other and hate each other. You grabbed him just to persecute me. ”

"No, I just thought he would taste good, and I can't wait to eat him."

The goddess was very serious, but Tang Ning silently closed her eyes and lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

"This kid has hard bones, don't break his teeth because of gluttony."

"No, I don't have an appetite right now, I'm more interested in you than eating him. If you don't come to heaven, with your current cultivation, you only need to live for another thousand years, and I won't be able to help you. ”

The master smiled angrily, looked at Tang Ning, whose face was calm, as if he was asleep, and silently endured his anger.

"The old man has lived for nearly a thousand years, and it can sometimes be boring to live too long."

"Boring?"

Seeing the goddess frowning, the master didn't know what to think of, and smiled lightly.

The goddess said without interest: "I am hungry. ”

Looking at the calm face that was cold and noble, the master closed his eyes, and the room fell silent.

The goddess took a step forward, the master took a step back, the goddess raised her eyebrows and stared, and the master snorted and stepped back again.

The master's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he raised his feet to take a step closer to the goddess, and the goddess snorted coldly, and the green silk that fell behind her flew as the master took this step.

One god and one person didn't seem to move, but Tang Ning, who was lying on the ground, knew that there was a battle going on in the arena that was difficult for outsiders to detect.

The master opened his eyes, and the pair of sword eyes exploded after the silence, and the pair of eyes seemed to become more aggressive.

Stretching out his hand, the pale cyan Yuan Li burst out from his fingers, and the master stepped forward, his fingers slowly approaching the goddess.

The goddess was indifferent, and the white mist around her body gathered, slowly condensing in front of her. But it originally represented the purest divine brilliance in the world, but this time, it lost its previous sharpness.

The two fingers wrapped in pale cyan light broke through the white mist extremely slowly, and touched the forehead of the goddess.

The goddess frowned, and quietly watched the master's fingers until they came to the center of her eyebrows.

The pale cyan Yuan Force seemed to be encountering an unbreakable force, and although the Yuan Force was gradually increasing, it was never able to touch the eyebrows in front of the fingertips.

The master snorted coldly, and his two fingers turned into sword intent, touching the perfect face of the incomprehensible object.

The snow-white and tender eyebrows became even paler in front of the sword shadow.

The master looked at the sword intent that could no longer advance an inch, leaving only a faint white mark, and put away his middle finger, leaving only one finger.

The sword intent that this finger turned into was even sharper, and it seemed to break through some kind of barrier, suddenly breaking through the white and tender and moist skin.

The skin cracked layer by layer, and a trace of purer Haotian divine radiance burst out from the depths of the cracked skin.

The master snorted, and the sword intent on his fingers turned into nothingness under the divine radiance.

The kingdom of the gods turned into a sea of red, and in that ocean, a pure white five-clawed divine dragon volleyed over the ocean.

The dragon beard trembled slightly, the huge dragon eyes were emotionless, and between the eyebrows, a drop of blood slowly dripped down.

The blood was a strange color, like something indescribable, glowing milky white.

The blood dripped very slowly, and as the wound in the center of the eyebrows recovered, the blood was slowly flowing upstream, and after the wound had healed, it quickly disappeared into the wound and returned to the dragon's body.

The master looked at the dragon eyes that exuded nobility and indifference, and silently looked at his disappeared index finger, and there was no fear in his eyes, but it was as deep as stagnant water.

The dragon's whiskers on the dragon's head trembled in the air. In the huge dragon eyes, only the old man in the black robe remained.

Those huge dragon eyes were full of longing, indifference, and ruthlessness.

The white dragon's body rolled and roared in the red sea, very slow but fast, the dragon's lips that revealed the cold chill of the forest opened slightly, and a long and long dragon groan came out of its mouth.

As the dragon's roar resounded through the sky, the red sea flashed and changed, and the milky white water supported the dragon's huge body and attacked the master.

The master was silent, looking at the pair of claws hidden in the milky white water, as if he saw the sharp and hard nails under the claws of the two dragons.

With a move of the master's right hand, the human artifact lying beside Tang Ning trembled.

The Xuanyuan sword turned into a long rainbow and hovered around the dragon, slashing or stabbing from time to time.

The divine dragon was furious, and the scales around his body were mottled white marks under the attack of the Xuanyuan Sword.

The body of the Xuanyuan Sword had no light, except for the sharp sword body that emitted cold light, it seemed to have lost the spirituality it had in Tang Ning's hands.

The master sighed slightly, and with a move of his right hand, Xuanyuan Sword retracted and returned to Tang Ning, who was still lying on the ground.

The Xuanyuan Sword seemed to be the master who was still pretending to be dead, and the tip of the sword was quietly suspended under Tang Ning's crotch, and the sword body was constantly moving up and down in trembling.

Xuanyuan Sword's actions seemed to tell the master: I'm going to stab, and if I don't get up again, I'm really going to stab.

The master did not pay attention to the sword, but deceived himself, and circled around the dragon like a fly and worm.

The cold light on the dragon's claws whistled past its surroundings from time to time, and after several dodges, he was gradually surrounded by the dragon's curled up and hovering hundred-zhang dragon body.

Seeing this, the master flashed to the dragon's tail, and reached out his right hand to hit the dragon's tail!

Rise~

The dragon seemed to be enveloped in rage, so the dragon turned around and poked through its long, thick body to the fly at the dragon's tail.

When was she so harassed by small and humble flies? How could her majesty as a five-clawed dragon be provoked by that little human like dust?

Her anger caused her to chase after the disgusting and delightful delicacy, constantly hovering and staggering in the air.

The scales as hard as the blade of a sword exude a faint multicolored color under the reflection of the milky white sea. It's beautiful, but it's also dangerous!

The master was struck by the colored light, and his light and elegant posture instantly froze in the air. It was only an instant, but the huge dragon head was already poking out from under the dragon's body.

The huge dragon lips were open, and the dense teeth in the mouth exuded a palpitating chill.

The master was helpless, glanced at his four disciples who were still lying on the ground, and silently said goodbye.

In the world of consciousness, Tang Ning looked at the dark space that was blocked all around, how could he have thought that the trick he had used to change Ning Que's life would be imitated by the Great Dao.

Looking at the dark and heavy walls around him, Tang Ning fell into deep thought.

He had been lying on the ground, for nothing else, just to be able to immerse himself in consciousness under the protection of the system, in order to gain something from the will of the Great Dao that he had obtained.

As a traverser, as a small moth who has read thousands of worlds, he naturally understands that rewards are extremely precious. Therefore, in the predicament, Tang Ning chose to use the will of the Great Dao.

But he never thought that as soon as he began to absorb the will of the Great Dao, the mixed vitality in his body instantly lost control. The mixed vitality went retrograde, surging into the surrounding body and rushing unscrupulously.

With the chaotic energy out of control, Tang Ning went from pretending to be dead to fainting, and now he is locked up in this mysterious space.

“MMP！ Would you like to give a hint? At least leave me a window or open a door, what are you going to do with such a thing? ”

Tang Ning slammed his fist into the wall, but when the huge fist force touched the wall, only a strong reaction force remained, shaking it back a few steps.

Tang Ning didn't believe in evil, and drew a talisman in the void in his right hand, and a rune that had never appeared was condensed!

This talisman was comprehended from the Great Dao Talisman, and it was also with this talisman that Tang Ning touched the threshold of the Seventh Realm.

This talisman is called the True Fire Talisman, and the domineering thing about this talisman is that no matter what it is, as long as everything that exists under the Great Dao, it cannot escape the attack of the True Fire.

Just because the true fire comes from the body, and all things have spirits, the spirit will naturally not escape the fire in the heart!

But this real fire talisman that had never been used before was useless in this claustrophobic and dark space, and it couldn't even be illuminated.

Tang Ning was annoyed, raised his hand again to draw a talisman, and a divine punishment talisman condensed again.

The thunder of punishment that should have come from outside the sky, only a small fart sound was left in this space.

"Grass (a plant)!"

Tang Ning's heart was as anxious as charcoal, he didn't know how the teacher and the goddess would communicate, but he thought that the exchange between the two would be very friendly, so he hoped that he could join in the friendly exchange.

Although he knows that he is helpless in the kingdom of God, he will die sooner or later, and it is more dignified to die after at least communicating with him than to be swallowed alive in his stomach.

Thinking about it, Tang Ning frowned deeply, and his right hand formed a sword finger.

Edgeworthiness, ineffective!

Ten thousand sword tricks, invalid!

Heavenly Sword! Invalid again!

Tang Ning put down his hands weakly, silently thinking about the teacher in the divine realm, thinking about his father in the nether realm, and thinking about Mo Shanshan, Tang Ning was very unwilling.

Tang Ning looked at the walls that were still dull and unchanged, and sighed deeply.

Sit down cross-legged on the ground and close your eyes.

After a long time, his heart gradually calmed down and his people gradually fell into a deep sleep.

In his deep sleep, his body was emitting a faint light, and the light was so faint that it was difficult to see in the dark and confined space.

The light traveled around it, and the more it passed, the fainter it became.

And this period of time, it seems to be very fast, but in fact it is extremely slow. In this dark and confined space, I don't know how long it took, the light finally came to the center of Tang Ning's eyebrows, and the last flash disappeared, and then disappeared.

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