The companions met for the first time were princes and nobles, the companions met on the second floor were disciples from the slums, and the companions met for the third time were two law enforcers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Yuebai sè s robe was like snow, and the two law enforcers were holding the dizzy disciples in their left and right hands, and when they saw Qin Tian coming over, their eyes were surprised, they clearly remembered that they had never seen Qin Tian when they came up.

"Dead?" Qin Tian saluted slightly, looking at these bloodstained disciples.

"I've fainted!" The older enforcer glanced at Qin Tian, and he didn't have a good breath.

"Are there a lot of people ahead?" Qin Tian asked.

"Many, almost fainted to the ground. If you don't want to suffer, come down with us in peace. Another enforcer reminded: "The trail ahead is even rougher and more difficult. ”

"I'm finally catching up. Qin Tian chuckled and continued to move forward in the face of the wind and snow.

Looking at Qin Tian's back as he walked away, the two enforcers shook their heads slightly, they had to be busy today, and looked down at the disciples caught in their waists, most of these dizzy disciples were from the slums, and their cultivation was far inferior to those who were born princes and nobles, or disciples who had been trained by the sect, but their will was a bright bamboo forest on the mountain road.

Passing by the mountain spring flowing through the roar, Qin Tian stopped his body for the first time, untied the simple sword weapon behind him, and washed the dust on the sword, Qin Tian walked forward again, walking, and finally saw a dense figure. As the two enforcers said, there were a lot of people, but most of them fainted, and a few crawled forward in the wind and snow.

Often many times people who set off late can not only enjoy the mountain scenery, but also enjoy the scenery on the road, looking at the figure walking in front, Qin Tian smiled at the corner of his mouth, just like a tourist who passed by in the wind and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and marched and advanced, constantly surpassed, and sang all the way.

The disciples who were crawling forward all raised their heads to look at this figure, until a faint and staccato voice came up a moment later: "Mo Xiao!"

The steep and straight path resembles the bones of a giant dragon, reaching above and down the clouds.

Dressed like snow-white clothes floating up, taking advantage of this wind and snow, soaring, until the end, Qin Tian didn't know how many people he had surpassed, until a familiar figure appeared in Qin Tian's sight, and only then did Fang Fang smile in his dark eyes, bend down, and pick up the bamboo leaves on the ground, the sharp bamboo leaves were like a sharp sword, revealing a sharp edge......

The snow is in full swing!

A somewhat decadent figure stood on the ancient steps, and the dense sword marks destroyed this face very hideously.

Looking at the never-ending mountain road, the young man sighed slightly, looked down at his trembling legs, and endless hatred welled up in his eyes. As long as he lifted his legs, the heart-rending pain would drown his nerves, and the young man clenched his hands slightly: "Qin Tian, you ruined my fucking life, if it weren't for you, how could I stop here, and I wouldn't even be among the top 100 outside the door." ”

"If you have a grave, Lao Tzu will have to crush your bones and scatter ashes. ”

The deep voice was filled with murderous intent that was more piercing than the cold wind, and the young man gritted his teeth.

The disciple may never forget that figure that was colder than fireworks in his life, and that night is still his nightmare.

"Crush me to ashes? Are you sure you want to do this, or is it just angry talking? ”

A flat voice suddenly rose in the back, but this voice was familiar to the disciple to feel an inexplicable panic, and he turned around to look at it suddenly, only to see a figure dressed in white like snow coming in the wind, his clothes fluttering.

Looking at this familiar figure, the disciple's pupils shrank suddenly, and even his slightly trembling legs began to shake: "Mo Xiao, you... Not... Die. "A bright green appeared in the snowstorm, cut through the snow, cut through the fucking neck, and fell lightly on the snow.

Poof! Blood splattered, the disciple's eyes looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and poofed to the end.

The bamboo leaf was falling in front of the fuck, stained with a touch of scarlet.

Qin Tian walked step by step, stepping on the fucking corpse and continuing to walk, after half a sound, the gradually growing wind and snow covered the fucking corpse, leaving only that scarlet.

At the end of the long stone steps, the huge square is completely made of countless steep mountain stones. Therein. There are a few steep rocks that come out abruptly, as if they have been cut by a sword, forming a series of stone seats. At this time, on this stone seat, several figures sat cross-legged, standing still. The stone seat descended one after another, and at the top of it were several old men, their eyes slightly closed, although they were old, but their bodies were sometimes filled with a terrifying aura.

Get rid of these old men who close their eyes and recuperate. On the second stone seat stood dozens of inner disciples, their white robes fluttering, standing in the cold mountain wind, but their figures were as straight as spears, and they had never shaken. Compared with the previous few old men, he was introverted. These inner disciples are a little sharp-edged and aggressive.

And the gaze of these dozens of inner disciples did not fall on the old man sitting cross-legged, but on the front, a shadow as cold as a snow lotus, white like snow, the breeze blowing, and the cyan swaying under the graceful figure. It's like the Nine Heavens Fairy falling into the mortal dust, beautiful and refined, but there is a chill that is colder than this wind and snow in those cold eyes.

Bu Yunhan's cold and indifferent beautiful cheeks were expressionless, and his eyes were slightly lowered. He didn't pay any attention to the fanatical gaze behind him. These stone pedestals are like stars in the night sky, falling around, but in the middle of them, there are towering stone platforms. These stone platforms are paved with boulders of all colors, and gradually rise upwards. It looks quaint and atmospheric.

The stone platform begins at the end of the cyan ancient steps and finally reaches the clouds, with more than a thousand paths.

Standing on this stone platform is the outer gate Qianqiang, but on the empty stone platform, there are only a few hundreds of figures standing, climbing the mountain, bearing incomparable oppression, for these outer disciples, it is not only a test of cultivation, but also a tempering of will.

Tens of thousands of disciples, only a few hundred have climbed this stone platform, and the conviction among them can only be experienced by those who have walked through the mountain road. And the fact that these people can stand here is enough to show that these people are extraordinary. Hundreds of eyes raised slightly, falling at the end of the stone platform, in the clouds, the first stone platform, that is, the closest place to the starry sky.

At this moment, there was a lazy figure standing there, the scholar pressed his straw hat slightly, looked at Qin Zheng who was standing alone on the next stone platform, and said with a smile: "You just want to stand here like that? Especially when others are napping, it is very impolite." As the prince of Western Qin, you should attach great importance to etiquette. ”

Standing with his hands in his hands, Qin Zheng's gaze slowly retracted on the third stone platform, raised slightly, and looked at the scholar above: "When I was born, my father told me that this is a world of snatching and being robbed, trampling and being trampled on. As the emperor, he only allows himself to rob and trample on others, but he does not allow anyone to step on top of his head. Speaking of this, Qin Zheng lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the black-clothed young man standing on the third stone platform, shook his head and said, "Next is the battle between the guards and the guards, followed by the battle between you and me, whose guards are stronger?"

"Seven Cliffs is my friend, not a guard. The scholar unfolded the scroll and looked at it leisurely.

On the third stone platform, the black young man held a narrow sword weapon, and there was a striking sword mark on his cold face, and blood flowed down and splashed into his mouth, this blood was bitter.

And Lin Shichen, who was located on the fourth stone platform, also pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and looked at the black young man above with cold eyes: "For today, I have been waiting for nearly a month. ”

"Taste defeat again?" said the young man in black coldly.

"It's impossible for a person to fall in the same place one after the other. Lin Shichen said confrontedly.

The confrontation between the two attracted the attention of the audience, and even the inner disciples standing in the wind cast interesting glances. Several old men with closed eyes opened their eyes, there was a scar on their inner face, and the old man with sharp eagle eyes grabbed the sparse white beard and nodded slightly: "This year's disciples are not at all disgraced compared to last year. ”

This elder is an elder who belongs to the torture hall, and he may be in charge of punishment, and his name is Li Muchen.

In the past, the inner disciples were afraid of it like a tiger.

"This is natural, last year was the top ten Mu Ya and the Seven Sins of the outer gate, and these two people were willing to give up the opportunity to be promoted to the inner disciple to stay. Coupled with the prince from Western Qin, plus Lin Shichen, who has extraordinary qualifications, it's a pity that the abandoned green shirt and poisonous fangs who also gave up the promotion opportunity last year died in the Prison Demon Trial, otherwise this year will be even more exciting. ”

"I heard that there is a disciple who once walked out of the Prison Demon Trial, and he is still here?"

"Dead in the law enforcement tower. ”

In the wind, Bu Yunhan listened to the words of these elders, and his thrush frowned slightly, if he hadn't died in the law enforcement tower, he should be able to stand here today. Even if it is the shackles of blood, it can also shine.

Thinking of this, Bu Yunhan sighed suddenly, and the corner of his eye swept slightly over the stone platform that spread down, for him, standing here should be his dream. At the moment when Bu Yun was about to retract his gaze, his delicate body trembled violently, and his ice-like eyes were like falling boulders, setting off ripples. Faintly in the endless wind and snow, he saw a somewhat familiar figure.

A figure that was supposed to disappear in this world, Bu Yunhan even subconsciously lost his voice: "Qin Tian!"

Qin Tian!

The tone of the elder who was discussing was also in vain, and then the elder who was in charge of the punishment before, Li Muchen frowned slightly. The name gave him a somewhat familiar feeling, "Mo Xiao?"

"Mo Xiao, it seems that he is the disciple who walked out of the Demon Prison Trial this time. ”

"He's still the man's son. Li Muchen's slightly frowning brows relaxed, "In other words, he died in the law enforcement tower." Speaking of this, Li Muchen looked down at Bu Yunhan on the side, "Yunhan." ”

The step is cold, but it is not unheard. It's like a frozen stone statue.

"Yun Han!" Li Muchen deliberately raised his voice, but was ignored by Bu Yun Han in public, and his face was a little unbearable.

Again, Bu Yunhan was silent. It's like an evil spirit.

The inner disciples on the side also looked at Bu Yun coldly, "He's here." ”

"Who?" Li Muchen frowned slightly, if it was Bu Yunhan's identity, according to his temperament in the past. and rebuke them with a loud voice.

"Mo Xiao!" Bu Yun's cold face was like a snow lotus facing the wind on a cliff. Suddenly, "He's not dead." "Qin Tian is not dead?" Li Muchen looked at Bu Yunhan's line of sight with some sharp eyes, along with the eyes of the rest of the elders and inner disciples, and vaguely at the end of the Qing Sè Ancient Steps, a white-clothed figure walked unhurriedly.

The outer disciples standing on the stone platform also noticed that the attention of these elders and inner disciples was not on themselves, but instead looked at the stone steps, and instantly felt forgiven. However, driven by curiosity, their eyes also looked towards the end of the mountain road, and even Li Shichen and Mu Ya, who were facing each other, noticed this subtle change, and looked at it with great tacit understanding.

Qin Zhengjian frowned slightly and turned around.

"What's wrong?" The scholar felt that the surroundings suddenly quieted down, raised his head, and saw that at the end of the snow-covered mountain road, a figure dressed in white like snow walked out into the pouring sun, at this moment, a subtle footstep sounded slowly, under the gaze of countless eyes, Qin Tian, who was carrying the ancient sword, raised his footsteps slightly, stepped out of the last step, and stood on the thousandth stone platform. Standing here, it is the thousandth place in the outer gate.

Qin Tian's calm gaze swept over the steep rocks around him, and landed on the stone platform that spread to the clouds in front of him, a thousand stone platforms, representing the ranking of the thousand in front of the outer gate. However, there are only more than 100 figures that can stand here, and the distribution position is uneven, there are people standing on the first 100 stone platforms, followed by people standing on the stone platforms in the middle and back.

Qin Tian's gaze finally fixed on the clouds, and although they were far away, he could see several figures standing here, and even several familiar figures. A bright smile appeared at the corner of his thin mouth, and Qin Tian muttered: "If you want to win the Peerless Palace, you only need to step on the first stone platform, and when the last ray of residual sun recedes, the outer gate will be the first." ”

In other words, anyone who stands in the way can be killed. ”

"It's really cruel to the extreme, and the rules of survival of the fittest are vividly embodied. ”

"I like the rules, though. ”

Qin Tian slowly untied the ancient sword behind him, his white hand pressed the hilt slightly, and his right foot was raised lightly. In the next moment, stepping on the snow of the stone platform, the whole body is like a swimming dragon, like a long rainbow, like lightning, and instantly swept out several stone platforms and swayed up.

The outer disciple at the bottom looked at the white-clothed figure who stepped on the snow with some confusion, this figure was familiar, and he didn't know if it was the disciple standing on the first stone platform and exclaimed: "Qin Tian, he is Qin Tian!"

The slightly dead silence instantly became chaotic......