Li Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, carefully observing the four drops of blood floating in front of him, and said in his heart: "If you want to know which version of the world this is, you just need to see if this blood is divine blood......!" Only the original Bu Jingyun is portrayed as a Protoss!"

As soon as he thought of this, he sucked one drop of blood into his mouth and tasted it carefully.

Although he has no sense of taste, he does not taste this drop of blood, but feels the energy contained in it.

In Li Qing's feelings, this drop of blood was very hot and hot, hotter than the blood he had sucked before. Moreover, there is only a faint life force in the blood of a normal person, and the blood of a monk will contain spiritual power, but the life force in this drop of blood is extremely powerful, almost comparable to spiritual power!

After feeling this powerful life force on the tip of his tongue, Li Qing's brows furrowed slightly, because except for the fact that the life force was extremely strong, this drop of blood was no different from other blood.

He narrowed his eyes and collected the remaining three drops of blood, then muttered, "Looks like we're going to have to do a second round ......of testing!" There's one more thing to do before that!"

As he spoke, he looked up in the direction of the World Society......

At this time, Bu Jingyun, who was dressed in black, came to the mountain gate of the Tianxiahui, and when he looked up, he saw hundreds of imposing red-clothed young men standing on both sides of the stone steps about hundreds of kilometers long.

He calmed down slightly, and then stepped forward.

When he was about to take a step before he walked to the steps, he saw two long knives swung at his neck from the side, and then stopped crossing only a few centimeters away from his neck. At the same time, a chilling voice sounded in his ears.

"If someone stops, the world will not trespass!"

Bu Jingyun turned his head to look, and saw that it was the two young men in red who were standing on both sides of the first step with a knife to stop him.

Although he usually doesn't like to talk, in order to avenge the murder of his father, he also said at this moment: "I'm here to apprentice!" As he spoke, he took out the notice folded in his arms.

Just like his cold and wooden expression, his voice was also cold, and the two sturdy young men who were cold actually shivered in the summer.

When the two young men saw the notice in Bu Jingyun's hand, they looked at each other, picked up their knives, and continued to look ahead without squinting.

Seeing that the two were not in the way, Bu Jingyun folded the notice again and put it in his arms, and then walked up the steps without saying a word.

Tenth Order ......

100 Steps......

1,000 ......

10,000 ......

Bu Jingyun seemed to have no feeling, he kept walking up, and his legs did not hesitate for a moment, even if a strong man walked up to these 10,000 steps, his legs would be like being filled with lead.

And he, a ten-year-old boy, walked up without even a drop of sweat, and his legs were as steady as they were at the beginning.

When he walked to the fifteenth step, the red-clothed youths on both sides couldn't help but be moved!

They asked themselves about the fifteen thousand steps of the mountain, and even if they walked up, they would breathe slightly, but the young man had just started to climb this step, his pace was steady, and his face did not change!

They didn't know that even if Bu Jingyun's biological mother, who loved and hated him, died in front of him, and his wonderful father-in-law was beheaded in front of him, he would be like this. It's just that compared to now, his eyes were full of sadness!

Gradually, under the gaze of hundreds of people on both sides, the ten-year-old boy climbed the 20,000th steps.

At this moment, a "whirring" sound suddenly sounded in the air, and then a pitch-black eight-carried sedan chair fell into the air and landed on the side of Bu Jingyun.

The moment the sedan chair landed, hundreds of red-clothed youths on the steps all knelt on one knee and shouted in unison: "See the helper!"

These four words resounded all over the world for a while, like thunder!

In the shout that sounded in his ears, Bu Jingyun's heart moved, and he looked sideways with an expressionless face, only to see that the curtain of the black sedan chair was opened by a red-clothed sedan chair man, and a middle-aged man wearing a luxurious purple robe walked out of it.

He looked at Bu Jingyun with admiration in his eyes, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Huo was shocked!"

Bu Jingyun said silently in his heart, but he said in his mouth: "Bu-Jingyun!"

"Step-Surprise-Cloud?"

Xiongba's eyes changed when he heard this, and his heart suddenly became suspicious, and after repeating Bu Jingyun's name word by word, he suddenly laughed as if he remembered something, raised his hand and patted Bu Jingyun's shoulder, and said with some expectation in his eyes: "Okay, well, you will stay in this world from now on!"

As soon as the words fell, he waved his purple embroidered dragon's robe, laughed and soared into the sky.

"Hahahaha!"

The bully flies fast, but ...... He fell faster.

Almost as soon as he was flying, a man kicked him in the face from the air, knocking him to the ground.

His loud laughter, which resounded throughout the world, also came to an abrupt end.

Bang –

At the moment when the hero landed, the steps paved with blue bricks cracked instantly.

Click-

In the midst of the rubble flying, Xiongba looked up with a blue face, only to see two figures suspended in the air.

Bu Jingyun beside Xiongba also looked up at this moment, he wanted to see who could actually knock the mighty Xiongba to the ground.

As for the young men on both sides of the stairs, their faces were all dull at this moment, they never dreamed that the mythical tyrant would be beaten to the ground.

In Xiongba's sword-like gaze, two figures slowly landed in the air not far in front of him.

One of them was a strange young man dressed in purple, and the other was a black-robed ...... Mud Bodhisattva!

Yes, mud bodhisattva!

That Jianghu physiognomy who doesn't even know a trace of martial arts!

The corners of Xiongba's eyes twitched, he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for three years, and the Jianghu physiognomy master who he could crush to death with one finger actually had such a weird and powerful cultivation!

But if you compare it to the young man in purple, it's nothing.

Because when he was in the air just now, although Xiongba felt the man's feet, he was kicked off without even having a chance to raise his hand.

"When has such a terrifying figure appeared in this world?"

Xiongba thought in his heart, but his face became more and more pale, and he said coldly: "Who are you?"

Li Qing looked at the middle-aged man with an extraordinary temperament in front of him, and did not answer his question, but asked rhetorically, "You are the hero?"

Xiongba's eyes grew cold, and he sneered: "It's the old man!"

When he said "old", his body was raised violently, and his legs turned into countless afterimages and kicked towards Li Qing, and when he said "husband", those countless legs kicked at Li Qing's façade.

It seems that he wants to avenge the revenge that Li Qing kicked him down from the air just now!