The river water was cold and biting, invading his heart, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and he used the etheric yin maternal qi to protect his body, and gradually disintegrated some of the cold, but the cold of the river was too endless, still making him feel cold all over his body, and his lips were a little trembling.

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and continued to move forward, he found that he was like swimming at the bottom of the mountain, it was pitch black, if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely get lost and drown.

His divine thoughts are strong, and he can still clearly see a ray of light in front of him, and the depth of the river is that even his divine thoughts cannot see the bottom.

He could feel the cold at the bottom of the river, it was pitch black, Jiang Chen couldn't help but shiver, the bottomless darkness below made him feel a chill down his spine, and he felt a chill in his heart, as if something was staring at him, he didn't want to investigate, so he had to swim straight forward desperately.

Finally, when he had marched for more than 20 miles, he finally saw a rich light, and a rich aura came out, which made his whole body warm.

Jiang Chen swam forward again, and after about a thousand meters, he knew that the end of the dark river was ahead.

He poked out of the water, his demonic aura was hideous, and his aura was boiling, and his wet clothes were steamed and dried in an instant.

"I always felt like something was staring at me in the river. Jiang Chen turned to look at the dark river behind him, and his heart was uneasy, which made him feel a creepy feeling. ????" It's useless to think about it, anyway, Lao Tzu is safe from the water. Jiang Chen comforted himself.

Jiang Chen heard a burst of whispering voices in front of him, and he knew that ahead must be the place where the Nine Dragons converged.

The aura in front of him was chaotic and intertwined, and there were terrifying fluctuations, obviously someone must be playing against him, he restrained the breath of his whole body, and walked towards the front.

The road is like a dragon, winding and twisting, and gravel flies across the road.

Jiang Chen's demonic aura was restricted, and he saw a lot of acquaintances, even unfamiliar people, and a group of big demons that he released that day.

"It's so rich dragon qi, the nine dragons converge on one side, is the ice crystal coffin the Qin Emperor?" Jiang Chen saw that there were nine golden dragon veins in the void, which had condensed into substance, and he spat dragon breath in his mouth, heading towards the ice coffin.

"The essence of the earth, mountains and rivers is all emanating from these nine earth dragon veins, it is the ancestral root of the earth that is bred by heaven and earth, this kind of general trend of heaven and earth, it is not something that ordinary people can accomplish, is this arranged by Emperor Qin? Does she want to gather the power of the Nine Dragons and resurrect it?" Jiang Chen boldly guessed in his heart.

The place where the Nine Dragons converge can be said to be the place of creation, or it can be said to be the place where heaven and earth kill the game, which is strange and unpredictable, and contains the extreme mystery of the changes of heaven and earth.

Even if he looked at the "Book from the Ground", there were few records on it, and the connotation was vague, and he couldn't watch the "Book from the Ground" completely, and he believed that when he learned the "Book from the Ground", he would be able to get a glimpse of a trace of heaven.

The "Book from the Ground" is extremely complicated, and it is not something he can peep at at present, and the general trend of heaven and earth is endlessly changing.

The top is like a small island, and one spirit tree after another is a different species, with a bowl of large flower buds, colorful, shining, mist, sprinkled with a faint fragrance.

The runes are dense, the white mist is ethereal, the dragon breath is steaming, and even the fragrance wafting out has a feeling that makes people enlightened.

It's hard to imagine such a place in front of an ice coffin, full of flowers.

Below was a jade-paved staircase, bubbling with dragon's breath, and a figure hovering above it trying to approach the ice coffin.

The white jade steps give people a coercion that is about to suffocate, making people feel that they dare not look directly and can't help but worship.

"Boy, who are you? Just as Jiang Chen was approaching the jade steps, he was stopped by a man.

Jiang Chen didn't say anything, his demonic aura was monstrous, and he directly covered the man and left, making him feel a sense of delirium and the danger of suffocation.

"What a strong demonic aura, which one of them is the one of the demons?" one of them muttered quietly.

Even Wen Tianshu, who was sitting on the jade steps, also opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Chen.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Chen's body, and he felt a strong demonic aura from him, and his cultivation fluctuations seemed to be bland, without a trace of Xiao Killing Aura, but it was the most dangerous, because there was an invisible killing light.

The moonlight is like water, shining down, and the earth is empty and quiet. This silence made everyone feel extremely oppressive.

The Sky Ancient Pavilion is shrouded in moonlight, which is particularly sacred.

"How can there be no elder monks here?" this is what Jiang Chen asked, and he was the last person he wanted to see.

After a short period of silence, someone walked up the white jade steps, but before they could take a few more steps, their whole body turned into a pool of blood, which was absorbed by the stone steps, and then there was no trace.

It made him hairy, and he had a creepy feeling.

"What's going on?" Jiang Chen said in a low voice.

"Daoist friends don't know, this white jade step contains, the will of the emperor, and there is a general trend of heaven and earth, and there is a kind of innate suppression, which is difficult for ordinary people to climb. ”

"Some people even said that on the top of this white jade step, there must have been more than one big man dead, and their strength did not collapse after their deaths, forming an unpredictable force field, distorting the space and disturbing the void. ”

"The formation of this kind of momentum is generally after the fall of the supreme giants, their flesh and blood, their power is not dispersed, and it breeds naturally, just like a law of order. One of them looked at Jiang Chen and said loudly.

"The power is not dissipated, what a terrifying big man this must be. Jiang Chen muttered to himself in his heart.

"Why don't you try it, although this white jade step has the will of the emperor and the danger of the power, but you can peek into the emperor's scriptures and the various feelings left by the emperor. The man in white just now said again.

In fact, there is no need for him to say it, Jiang Chen is also ready to give it a try and solve some enemies by the way.

Jiang Chen came to the foot of the white jade steps, and there was a very small feeling, as if there was the sky in front of him, and the coercion exuded made his soul sway.

The white jade steps, simple and heavy, show the vicissitudes of life, the steps are engraved with natural lines, ghostly workmanship, looking very holy, and the breath of the years is encircled.

Jiang Chen stepped out of the tower, and he felt a mysterious power enveloping his whole body, even if he couldn't use the cultivation of his whole body, he could only move forward with the power of his body.

The Mystic Ancient Scripture and the Demon Sutra operated on their own, and in front of this ancient step, he seemed to see the distant and magnificent ladder to heaven.

It seems that countless people have followed one after another, heading towards the ladder of heaven, looking for the opportunity to become immortals.

The poems of Top Gun sounded in his ears, and he seemed to see how many ancient people had ascended to the sky.

There is a ladder to the sky in front of it, 99,000 steps.

Half a step and a thousand words sigh, once ten thousand bones withered.

Steady steps on the green cloud road, lost in the vast sea.

Fate is only forced, and there is only more than ascending to the sky.