This road is full of blood and thorns, and I move forward while feeling it.

After every realization, Wu Chi will try to move forward again until he falls again, but continue to perceive, and so on.

A full month has passed, and Wu Chi has only just walked about one-third of the Hundred Miles Dao Mountain.

In this month, Wu Chi died hundreds of times, and even consumed the power of two soul stones.

However, it was all worth it, because within this month, Wu Chi's harvest was equally great.

In the absence of true qi, Wu Chi finally unfolded the sword domain in this sword mountain.

The moment the sword domain opened, a terrifying sword intent rushed into the sky, as if the sword mountain was shaken.

With one step, a green lotus suddenly bloomed under Wu Chi's feet, and the sword was swirling, stepping lightly on the blade, as if walking on the ground.

Raising his head and looking at the high platform in the distance, Wu Chi had a bright smile on his face.

"It's been a month...... It's been too long!You can't wait, right?".

"Amitabha!"

With his hands folded, a touch of Buddha light appeared on the monk's body, covered in blood, but his face still revealed a touch of compassion, step by step from the knife mountain, stepping on the high platform.

was also banned from true qi, but the empty monk protected his body with the light of the Buddha and stepped on this hundred miles of sword mountain.

Within a month, the monk had died less than fifty times before he stepped onto the high platform.

On the high platform, Ye Shenxing and Yang Xiuchuan had already arrived, and they didn't look embarrassed at all, obviously they had been there for a long time.

"The two laymen have good means, and the poor monks admire them. ”

Smiling and saluting, the empty monk spoke softly.

Glancing at the empty monk, Night Shenxing still didn't mean to speak. Yang Xiuchuan smiled, "The master is not slow." ”

With his hands folded, he saluted again, but the empty monk's gaze fell on an inscription on the high platform.

"Baili Dao Mountain, ban true qi!"

At the top of the inscription are eight characters engraved with them, while at the bottom are densely engraved countless small characters.

After taking a closer look, Monk Likong realized that these small characters actually recorded the names of all the people who had broken through the Hundred Miles Sword Mountain since the establishment of the Sevenfold Prison Realm, as well as the time and number of deaths.

"Yan Beichen, it lasted three hours, there were zero deaths, ranking first!"

Seeing the number one name, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

In three hours, and without dying once, he easily broke through the Hundred Miles Knife Mountain, what kind of terrifying strength is this?

kept thinking about it in his mind, but he still remembered the name Yan Beichen, so calculated, this Yan Beichen was probably a genius at least tens of thousands of years ago, and now he is afraid that he has already soared to the upper realm.

Hurriedly swept over the rest of the names, and soon the empty monk saw the name of the night sinking star in the thirty-seventh.

"Night Sinking Star, lasted seventeen days, died seven times, ranked thirty-seventh!"

If Yan Beichen was too far away from him, then the strength of the Night Sinking Star made the empty monk truly realize the gap between the other party and himself! Such a Night Sinking Star was indeed qualified to crush all the opponents in the Prison Realm.

Continuing to look down, at the position of fifty-four, the empty monk saw Yang Xiuchuan's name again.

"Yang Xiuchuan, it lasted twenty-one days, died nine times, ranked fifty-four!"

After a moment of silence, the monk continued to look down, only to find that the inscription only recorded the top 100, and he was not among the 100 at all.

"Does the master want to know his rank? ”

Looking at the empty monk, Yang Xiuchuan spoke again.

"Amitabha!"

After another Buddha horn, the empty monk didn't hold back after all, and slowly raised his hand and put it on the stele.

Almost the moment the palm of his hand fell, a line of clear words suddenly appeared in the mind of the empty monk.

"Monk Likong, it lasted thirty-one days, died forty-one times, and ranked one hundred and eighty-seven!"

In all fairness, this achievement is actually not too bad, after all, this inscription records the ranking of countless years since the initial birth of the Quadruple Prison Realm to the present! Compared with Yang Xiuchuan and Ye Shenxing, it is much bleaker.

Raising his hand, the empty monk took a few steps back, looked forward along the high platform, and suddenly found a sea of fire.

It is also spread for hundreds of miles, and there is almost no end in sight, and you can only faintly see that on the opposite side of the sea of fire, there is also a high platform towering.

After thinking about it for a while, the empty monk understood that this high platform was probably the place for people to rest and breathe in the fourfold prison realm! And the Baili Dao Mountain that he had just broken through was just the first test in the fourfold prison realm.

Thinking of this, the empty monk's face couldn't help but turn slightly pale.

You must know that even with the strength of the peak of the Dao Realm, the strength of the divine soul can only maintain nine deaths, in other words, as long as the number of deaths exceeds nine times, you must use the power of the Soul Stone.

And a soul stone can resurrect people about 150 times, in order to break through the Hundred Miles Sword Mountain, the empty monk has already used part of the power of the soul stone!

But that's just the first level!

The sea of fire in front of him is obviously more terrifying than the Hundred Miles Sword Mountain, if there is no breakthrough, wouldn't it be at least necessary to die dozens of times before there is any hope of breaking through?

On this high platform, you can also restore the power of the soul, but once you leave the high platform, there is no chance of recovery, as long as you die more times, you can only rely on the power of the soul stone.

In other words, if you want to survive these tests without relying on the Soul Stone, you must ensure that you can only die at most nine times before breaking into the next high platform!

If calculated in this way, in fact, neither Yang Xiuchuan nor Ye Shenxing had yet to use the power of the Soul Stone.

Thinking of this, Monk Likong asked a little puzzled, "The two laymen shouldn't have used the Soul Stone, right?

This high platform is just for rest, Yang Xiuchuan has been here for almost ten days, and the night sinks for even longer, which is very unreasonable.

"Staying here, naturally, is to wait for someone!"

Yang Xiuchuan replied lightly.

Slightly stunned, the empty monk immediately reacted, "Someone else came in?"

He was the first to break into the Prison Realm Quadruple before, and he didn't know what happened later, but he judged from Yang Xiuchuan's words that something was bound to happen in the end, but he was a little confused.

"If the master doesn't know, then it seems that he is not dead. ”

Raising his eyebrows, Yang Xiuchuan said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, the empty monk immediately reflected, "Wu Chi?!"

Wu Chi has good fruits on his body, if Wu Chi dies, he will definitely be able to feel it, this is the only explanation.

"How is this possible?"

The empty monk said in disbelief.

Just broke through the Hundred Miles Knife Mountain, the empty monk naturally understood the difficulty of this, he had died forty-one times, with Wu Chi's strength, even if there was a soul stone, I am afraid that there was no hope of breaking through the Hundred Miles Knife Mountain.

What's more, where did Wu Chi get the courage to break into the prison realm fourfold?

"What if he has four soul stones in his hand?" sneered, Yang Xiuchuan asked lightly.

“......”

These words suddenly made the empty monk's head stunned, and his mind immediately reacted.

Before he left, didn't Wu Chi just have four soul stones in his hands? These were supposed to be given to Ye Shenxing and Yang Xiuchuan, but they were swallowed by Wu Chi alone!

This result, even he did not expect at all.

If this is the case, Ye Shenxing and Yang Xiuchuan are waiting for Wu Chi here, and they can completely understand it, no one can bear this revenge!

While he was talking here, a sword intent suddenly appeared in the sword mountain, instantly attracting the attention of the three of them at the same time.

The next moment, the three of them clearly saw that in the Baili Dao Mountain, a figure walked in, and with each step, a green lotus would be born under their feet, lightly supporting their bodies and calmly stepping on the Dao Mountain, but there was no damage!

This scene instantly made the three of them gasp at the same time.

Even if it was Ye Shenxing's heart, he couldn't help but feel the monstrous waves, although there was still a long way to go, but on the high platform, he could still feel the aura of the sword path between Wu Chi's gestures at this moment.

It was a kind of almost perfect kendo breath, every step would give birth to a green lotus, that free and easy, it would simply give birth to an artistic beauty! It was as if this hundred miles of sword mountain was not a difficult test for him at all, but his own backyard.

Kendo is unparalleled, step by step!

With a distance of thousands of meters, Wu Chi only took less than a stick of incense to walk easily, and leisurely stepped on the high platform.

"Oh, isn't this the Night Prince, Young Master Xiuchuan, and Master Kong!" Seeing the three of them, Wu Chi stepped forward and arched his hand with a look of surprise, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect us to meet here again, the three of them are okay!"

“......”

Rao has already seen the shamelessness of this goods, and hearing this at this moment can't help but make the three of them angry with black lines, almost running away.

Coincidentally, your sister!

"Hey, what is this?"

Wu Chi quickly noticed the stone stele, didn't care about the reaction of the three of them at all, and walked over by himself.

"Yan Beichen...... Damn, who is this person, so perverted?"

Looking at the ranking on the inscription as if no one was around, Wu Chi shouted, looking like a curious baby.

This look made the eyelids of the three of them jump wildly!

This must be on purpose!

"Thirty-seven, fifty-four...... Tsk, that's amazing! Night Boy, Young Master Xiuchuan, what, is it too late for me to hug your thighs now?"

Looking back, Wu Chi smiled and spoke again.

Looking like that, it's as if he's completely forgotten about the two of them before, and it's still that kind of shameless appearance that I forgot, and you must have forgotten.