Soon.

On the second floor, Yuan Mengyuan had already reached the thirty-fifth step.

And on the third layer, Xu Xiao was even more terrifying, he had already reached the forty-seventh order.

Xing Gu, who was still holding his troops, was already a little anxious, he couldn't keep a quiet complexion, and his heart was solemn and praying, praying that Xu Xiao and Yuan Mengyuan would not succeed, otherwise, all the pressure would come to his side.

"Old man come and try!" At this moment, the elder of the Pang family suddenly snorted, full of energy, quite domineering, and his figure flashed, but it was close to the giant, purple statue.

However.

To the shock of many.

When the Pang family elder bowed to the statue, there was no purple air current.

The eyes of the elder of the Pang family were a little ugly, and he couldn't help but bow again: "Please give it to the seniors, the old man hopes to take the nine return to Lei Ling and seek fulfillment." ”

Unfortunately, it is still useless, and there is still no purple air flow to give.

The elder of the Pang family was annoyed in his heart, raised his head, gritted his teeth, and walked directly towards the fourth layer, although there was no purple airflow to give it, and he couldn't let his strength increase a little, but it was not impossible to continue to choose to challenge the fourth layer.

However.

An even more surprising scene appeared, when the elder Pang walked to the fourth floor, the fourth staircase, in the looming, disappeared!

Right!!!

It's gone.

It seems to be deliberately targeting the Pang family elders.

"Grass!" Elder Pang had a gloomy face and scolded in a low voice.

And in the distance, whether it was Feng Liu, Xing Gu, or Yan Tianyi, there was a touch of mockery and understanding in their eyes.

Generally speaking, places like ruins, historic sites, and secret realms have nothing to do with the older generation of martial arts cultivators, because the ruins, historic sites, and secret realms, which may have a lot of treasures and adventures in them, exist for the younger generation, and the younger generation is the hope and inheritance.

If it is open to the older generation, then those old monsters who have cultivated martial arts for millions or tens of millions of years will come to compete for opportunities, will the younger generation still have a chance?

It seems that the same is true of this Thunder Spirit Monument, although the older generation can come in, but they will be rejected by the Thunder Spirit and the statue.

That's when it happened.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

On the second floor, Yuan Mengyuan had already reached the thirty-seventh step of the ladder!

However, it is this layer of stairs, suddenly, the thunder and lightning are ferocious, a dark purple thunder sea, the extreme landing of irritability, the overwhelming surging, and the hard bombardment on Yuan Mengyuan's body, it seems, it is chilling, and it can be felt from a distance, and you can smell the smell of silence and death, which makes people's sweat pores stand up.

The thunderbolt smashing of these thirty-seven steps should be the last thunderbolt attack of the second layer, but it was terrifying enough, at least, it was more terrifying than all the thunderbolt smashes encountered by Sima Ling when he challenged the first layer.

In that dark purple sea of thunder, no one dared to determine whether Yuan Mengyuan was alive or dead.

Below, many martial arts cultivators gasped, their bodies were cold and cold, before, there were still many martial arts cultivators who wanted to grit their teeth and rush, but now, they directly dispelled their thoughts.

"Is there such a big difference in the difficulty of each layer?" Yan Tian muttered to himself, the thunder and lightning bombardment of this second layer was much stronger than the first layer of lightning bombardment that Sima Ling accepted, according to this trend, wouldn't the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh layers be more terrifying?

Originally, Yan Tianyi was looking forward to thinking about six, but now, he suddenly adjusted his mentality and paid attention to the fourth layer, and the fourth layer's Nine Returns to Lei Ling was enough, and the fourth layer was definitely much safer than the fifth, sixth, and seventh layers.

Now.

"Die!" Qiu Shuang was a little expectant, a little excited, his eyes flickered more and more, staring at the thirty-seventh step of the second floor, waiting with great anticipation, waiting to see the scene of Yuan Mengyuan's dead thing being buried.

And Yuan Ding and Yuan Lao's faces were a little pale and ugly, under such a terrifying thunderbolt bombardment, could Miss survive?

If the young lady died, how should they go back and explain to the Yuan family?

For a while, Yuan Ding and Yuan Lao were like years in seconds, their breath was held, and their eyes were also staring at the second and thirty-seventh steps.

After a few breaths.

Gradually.

The purple sea of thunder slowly dispersed!

"Look!" I don't know who it is, and shouted excitedly: "What's that?"

But I saw that in the purple thunder sea that slowly dispersed, the first thing that caught my eye was not Yuan Mengyuan, but a crimson shadow, a red rippling and flickering shadow.

And then.

Call......

From above the illusory shadow, a breath fluctuated all at once.

Suddenly, below, except for a few people such as Su Chen, Feng Liu, Xing Gu, Yuan Mengyuan, and the rest, most of the martial arts cultivators, suddenly bent their knees, their faces turned pale, and they were almost pressed to their knees!

Coercion!

It's coercion!

The red shadow actually exuded a palpitating peerless coercion.

That coercion comes from the heart, from the marrow.

The coercion brought about by the blood gap in a race cannot be resisted or resisted.

"That'...... That...... What is that?" asked a martial cultivator in a trembling silence, terrified.

"Vermilion Bird!" Yan Tianyi spat out two words: "Vermilion Bird Spirit!"

Vermilion Bird, everyone is not unfamiliar, a kind of divine beast, in the era of origin, with the divine phoenix, ancestral dragon, etc., are all at the same level.

But later, time passed, and the Suzaku family was very few, and now, there are still Suzaku in the world, but the bloodline is extremely mixed, saying that it is Suzaku, in fact, it has a little bit of Suzaku blood.

But in front of him, the red phantom seems to be the real Vermilion Bird, an extremely thick and pure Vermilion Bird.

"Yin!" Suddenly, the red phantom let out a green spirit groan, the sound was not loud, but, below, many martial cultivators knelt down completely, desperately unable to resist the pressure of the bloodline.

And after the crimson phantom roared, it turned into a red point of light and moved towards the depths of the Thunder Sea.

Under the gaze of everyone, they saw that in the depths of the Thunder Sea, vaguely, it was Yuan Mengyuan, and she was not dead!!

And the spirit of the Vermilion Bird suddenly swooped into the depths of her eyebrows.

At the same time, the purple thunder sea completely dissipated.

Yuan Mengyuan stood on the thirty-seventh step, looking intact, only her face, slightly pale, and there was an extra red mark on her forehead and eyebrows, if you look closely, it is Vermilion!

"This girl is not small. Jiuyou condensed and said, "I actually awakened the spirit of the pure vein Vermilion Bird. Incredible, incredible. ”

(End of chapter)