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Di Yunxiao has been immersed in the avenue contained in the golden ladder for a long time, and has already perceived the meaning of the existence of this golden ladder, otherwise, with his decisive temperament, he would definitely not let go of He Qianxi, who wanted to take his life, so easily.

Transcending the seven hundred and ninety steps and realizing some of the opportunities before the Great Miao Venerable achieved the supreme greatness, now he was vaguely able to touch the barrier of the land immortals.

The hearts of many strong people clenched, and they just stared at Emperor Yunxiao and slowly climbed up step by step, although it was slow, but every step of the rise involved everyone's hearts.

The old monk was stunned, he knew in his heart that even if he could climb the golden ladder, at most he would wander on the eight hundred and ten steps, and on the top, that was the coercion that could only be withstood by the existence of the earthly realm that had experienced the thunder tribulation.

Boom!

Di Yunxiao's eyes were half-narrowed, and his muscles trembled a little when he moved a step, and he knew that Suosuo's sweat flowed down the trouser tube, forming wet footprints.

The coercion carried by the seven hundred and ninety steps is beyond imagination, if it were placed here by those ordinary great masters, it would have already crushed the internal organs into pulp, where could they still move.

For an hour and a half, the entire inner tomb was silent, and the anger and jealousy of He Qianxi just watched Di Yunxiao step on the eight hundred and thirteenth steps.

Suddenly, he seemed to wake up, what kind of strange person he had recruited, and he had not yet achieved the powerhouse of the worldly realm, but he had already surpassed ordinary people and climbed to the top of the pyramid.

The monk recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, although he was a little stunned in his heart, but he had to admit that Mr. Di, who was suspected of being the descendant of Buddhism Tantra, was qualified to fight against him.

If he is given more than ten years of time, he will have to look up to him, just like when Taishu Yan rose, it was unstoppable.

When he barely stepped up the 1814th staircase, Emperor Yunxiao fell to his knees with a puff, only to feel that the muscles of his whole body were crying and wailing, and his bones were also rattling, which was almost his limit.

He had a hunch that if he forcibly ascended to the first level to disintegrate, the body he had tempered would probably quietly disintegrate and become a puddle of rotten meat.

With a helpless sigh of relief, Di Yunxiao staggered to his feet, glanced at the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps leading directly to the top of the White Tower, sighed helplessly, turned around and walked down slowly.

Rushing!

Those strong men who were worried suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other, no one expected that this Emperor would be able to climb the eight hundred and thirteenth steps by himself.

"Hehe, it's a big trouble, aren't the misers in Tianlong Court looking for trouble with Mr. Emperor, stealing chickens now won't be a counterproduct. ”

The Supreme Elder of a certain holy land pursed his lips and spoke to the people around him in ventriloquism, although he mocked the strong men of the Heavenly Dragon Court, but he didn't want to cause trouble and be heard.

Everyone knows that this Mr. Emperor is a master who will take revenge, and the snake Venerable Beicang was shameless, and he wanted to drive the three-headed snake king to swallow the emperor Yunxiao to demonstrate, but he didn't expect to lose his wife and break his army.

The three-headed snake king was cut into several sections, and the snake was also beaten to the point that he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he didn't know which corner he was hiding in.

Emperor Yunxiao sat on the seven hundred and ninety steps and rested for a while, took out the water bag and drank most of it in a row before he could be regarded as replenishing the lost water.

Looking back at He Qianxi, who was hidden in the protection range of the strong men of the Heavenly Dragon Court, there was a thunderous killing machine in Emperor Yunxiao's eyes, and he had already made a decision in his heart: this person will be killed to get rid of future troubles!

After recovering most of his physical strength, Di Yunxiao took out the secret recipe from the mouth of the divine beast sculpture next to the seven hundred and ninety steps, and glanced at it quietly, his body suddenly stiffened.

This book is not an internal strength method, but the effect on Emperor Yunxiao is not as good as the super-top god-level exercises of the heavenly rank.

"Detailed Explanation of the Ancient Cultivation System"!

It turned out to be an interpretation of the ancient cultivation system, Di Yunxiao looked at it slightly, and his heart turned over and over, and he fell into silence unexpectedly.

So what is the real avenue?

Hiss!

The sharp sound of breaking the air pulled Di Yunxiao into reality, and his fingers were inserted horizontally, and he lightly pinched the two steel nails in his hands, and the tip of the needle was less than an inch away from his head at this time.

Di Yunxiao's eyes shrank slightly, looking at the dark green poison smeared on the steel nails, his heart was full of anger, and he looked at the person who attacked him.

The appearance is mediocre, and his strength is just that of the grandmaster, his red hair is like fire, and his eyebrows are full of doves and ** evil.

Seeing that Emperor Yunxiao actually caught his poisonous steel nail with two fingers out of thin air, the old man's face turned pale, and he instantly escaped into the crowd and rushed towards the silver gate.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, he actually planned to take advantage of the fact that Emperor Yunxiao would be difficult to get down from the top of the golden ladder for a while, and hurriedly fled.

"Rat Shier, dare to kill, who gave you this dog guts!

"Fingers of the Flowers" suddenly exerted force, and the two steel nails were like bullets, shooting backwards, the speed was outrageous, and before the red-haired old man could escape, he directly pierced the back of his head, bringing up a cloud of blood mist.

Poof!

The corpse ran forward a few steps and fell down, bringing up a lot of dust, and many strong people around were scattered, for fear of being affected by this unlucky egg.

Emperor Yunxiao walked down slowly, and in dozens of breaths, he got down the golden ladder and walked to the red-haired old man's side.

With a kick on the soles of his feet, the corpse turned over, Di Yunxiao's brows tightened, who was this person, and dared to plot against him on this occasion, this can no longer be described as stupid.

"Hey, isn't this person Qiu Wujiang of the Blood Sword Sect, last time I heard that this old immortal son died in this exploration, why did he find Mr. Emperor's bad luck?"

In the dark, a strong man recognized who the dead old man on the ground was, and muttered at the corner of his mouth, not wanting to be heard by Di Yunxiao.

Qiu Wujiang, Blood Sword Sect?

After Emperor Yunxiao was stunned, he suddenly remembered that when they entered the Broken Dragon Tomb, they had indeed killed a few disciples who claimed to be disciples of the Blood Sword Sect, but they never thought that the legendary old ** would really be able to find the door.

Zhu Jiudao hurriedly came, looking at Qiu Wujiang's corpse on the ground, his face was pale, he killed the bastard heir who was endless, but he didn't expect to almost involve Di Yunxiao.

"Boss, this Blood Sword Sect will never be spared!"

Emperor Yunxiao stopped the indignant Zhu Jiudao, the Blood Sword Sect was just a clown, it was not worth mentioning, what was to be cleaned up now was a group of people from the Blood Demon Tower and the Heavenly Dragon Court.

Although he was jealous of those terrible Venerables of the Seven Holy Lands, but the eldest husband did something and did not do anything, this He Qianxi and Blood Wudao provoked him three times and twice, if he just admitted it, he was really unwilling.

The blazing and domineering gaze swept over the body of the Heavenly Dragon Court and the group, and Emperor Yunxiao paced away, every time he stomped his foot, it seemed to be a hard blow with a drumstick on their hearts.

Emperor Yunxiao stepped on seven steps, and the minds of the strong men of the Heavenly Dragon Court were pulled, and finally they spewed out a mouthful of blood mist in unison.

This strange phenomenon made the scalps of the surrounding powerhouses numb, and even the powerhouses who were far away from the Heavenly Dragon Court, and even the three great grandmasters of the Blood Demon Tower, opened up without a trace.

"It's really a good way to lure the gods into the country and enter the momentum for three points. ”

The old monk secretly praised it, maybe only he can see the strange things clearly.

Emperor Yunxiao strongly concentrated the minds of many powerhouses in the Heavenly Dragon Court on his body, and then continued to impact their minds with his own momentum in the next seven steps, superimposing them repeatedly, and forcefully causing many great masters to suffer backlash.

"You, surnamed Emperor, don't go too far, don't look up and don't look down, this seat represents the Heavenly Dragon Court, one of the Seven Holy Lands, and it is not something that you can compete with as a great grandmaster. ”

He Qianxi's heart was almost about to jump out, and in the face of Emperor Yunxiao's treacherous methods and huge momentum, he was instantly taken precedent, and he couldn't help but reprimand.

Hearing this, Di Yunxiao seemed to be smiling, and his gaze at He Qianxi was mixed with a bit of contempt.

"Why, God of Wealth, the world only allows you Tianlong Court to provoke again and again, wanting to take the life of a certain family, but not allowing the deity to oppress a little?

He Qianxi's breath was stagnant, and in the face of Di Yunxiao's smile, he actually felt a little chilling.

Without waiting for him to answer, Di Yunxiao's right palm stretched forward, which seemed to be slow, but in fact it was like a thousand pounds. A Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Dragon Court had a numb scalp, and when he saw this, his whole body was full of energy, and his palms came out together, wanting to return this palm.

Click!

With a roar, the bones of the arms of the Supreme Elder of the Dragon Court that day were broken, revealing a miserable white bone stubble, blood sprayed thinly, and the whole person seemed to have been hit by a heavy truck, flying upside down for more than ten zhang and imprinted on a broken rock.

The body fell to the ground, and in an instant, the blood gathered into a small pool of blood.

Hiss!

The strong people around him were dizzy and stunned, and then they inhaled the cold air and were inexplicably frightened.

One of the great grandmasters of the Heavenly Dragon Court, Elder Taishang, couldn't even take a palm from Mr. Nadi, how far has this person's cultivation been transcendent and peerless?

He Qianxi's face was pale and pale, his head was squinting behind him, and his own great grandmaster and elder were still hesitating, and a big hole was broken in his chest, and he couldn't live.

"You, you dare to slaughter the powerhouses of the Seven Holy Lands, this is asking for your own death!"

Facing He Qianxi's monstrous anger, Di Yunxiao gently plucked out his ears:

"The deity is just a dog in the way, that is, what right do you have to bark in front of the deity. As long as people like you can serve as the god of wealth, you have lost the powerful face of the ancestors of the Tianlong Court in vain, and the deity kills you like a dog. ”