The two of them hid in the water and avoided a catastrophe, and the camp on the top of the mountain suffered a great disaster, the crimson heat wave swept over like a harvested wheat knife, and a large area of tent clothes could not withstand the high temperature, and spontaneously combusted, the fire swayed, and the top of the mountain was in chaos for a while. The heat wave swept across the first stone steps of Tongtian Road, and suddenly seemed to be angry with something, the stone steps emitted a powerful fluctuation, like a strong wind, the powerful wave directly blew away the heat wave, and also blew away everyone's clothes, suddenly there was a big chaos, Mo Chong's face turned black, and he rushed into the camp quickly, his wife was still inside, how could you disciples see it! After a few moves, Mo Zhong found Linglong on the stone steps, the little girl seemed to be shy, hiding herself in the shadows, and was embarrassed to come out, and was in a dilemma for a while, "Quack! bare-ass baby! Mo Zhong walked over, gently draped the clothes on his body on Linglong's shoulders, and hugged Linglong up, "My wife, only I can watch it!"

"Now that Brother Mo has returned, let's start climbing the road to heaven!" Linglong took out all the clothes that had robbed them before, a group of big men with bare butts were really an eyesore, and everyone nodded, looking at the way to heaven that seemed to be out of reach. The crystal jade steps are extremely smooth, can shine on the shadow of a person, carved with mysterious runes on the left and right, raise his feet and step on the jade steps, the ink weight climbed the fifteenth step in a row, and felt a burst of pressure, every time he climbed a step, the body will be heavier, with the metamorphosis of the ink weight body, he is confident that he can climb the 50th steps. Looking back, everyone was left behind by him, slowly and carefully going up step by step, closing his eyes, as if he was feeling something, Mo Zhong scratched his head, why didn't he feel anything? Touching his nose, Mo Zhong lowered his head and continued to walk upward, just a hundred steps to the sky, but let the group of people slowly move up like turtles. When he reached the twenty-fifth step of the earth, Mo Zhong trembled, something happened.

On the twenty-fifth step, Mo Zhong stood there quietly under pressure, the twenty-fifth step was a platform, a light curtain appeared in front of him, and in the distance was the twenty-sixth order. "Do you want to go in? or wait for them to come up?" Looking back, everyone was standing there and feeling that Mo Zhong naturally couldn't turn around to wake them up. "Damn, why don't I just feel it!" muttered, Mo Zhong stepped into the light curtain, and when they didn't know how long they would have to wait, he went in first to explore the way. In a trance, Mo Zhong opened his eyes, the black ground seemed to be standing in the void, two huge torches provided him with light, as soon as he raised his hand, his face changed greatly, this is his hand? It's not that his body has become smaller, but that he has regressed in age, and he seems to be back to his childhood, clenching his fists and feeling weak for a while. "Boy, let's take your life!" shouted loudly, a knife light flashed, Mo Zhong rolled on a lazy donkey, rolled away from the spot, flashed the knife light, pulled out the big fan, and before he could open it, Mo Chong's shoulders sank, and he couldn't hold the fan!

"Damn!" threw the fan out with all his strength, and Mo Zhong ran away quickly, even the person behind him was not very strong, and now he didn't dare to turn back to fight, this body was too weak. "Kill!" The knife flashed, the blood light floated by, and there was a pain in the back of the ink weight, and a bloody hole had been drawn. "You're deceiving people too much!" As soon as he turned around, Mo Zhong's eyes quickly turned red, and he took out the embryo. "Little sword, make it lighter for me!" a flash of light flashed and turned into a short sword. "Hmph!" A cold snort, the sword light slashed, Mo Zhong raised his sword, and the powerful force almost split him out, "What a lot of strength!" The battle intent in his eyes was blazing, and he stabbed when he raised his sword, and the sword flower danced up and down, dancing out of a circle, and constantly knocking and flying the big knife, barely protecting himself. The man couldn't attack for a long time, so he put away his knife and stood, as if waiting for Mo Zhong to recover, and Mo Zhong also stood in place panting, panting heavily. After some recovery, he raised his sword and slashed away. The man slapped the blade of his sword, slapped away the short sword, and flew up, and Mo Zhong hurriedly used his hand, but he was still kicked out and fell into the darkness. "Damn, that's a lot of strength. Shaking his hand, Mo Zhong bared his teeth and scolded secretly.

"I can't attack by force, if he comes to attack, I can still parry one or two. Mo Zhong's brain spun rapidly, recovering his strength. "Roar!" As if urging his life, Mo Zhong rolled to the right and slashed at the place where he was sitting just now, sending out a burst of sparks. "Don't think I'm going to be afraid of you!" the short sword slammed across his chest, and Mo Zhong took a deep breath, this was the most difficult battle he had ever had, a real life-and-death crisis. "Come on!" "Come on!" the horse stepped away, facing the big knife that was cut down, the knife flashed, Mo Chong's eyes widened, trying to see the trajectory of the knife, "Qiang!" "It's now!" A loud roar, Mo Zhong crooked the short sword, and the big knife slid down against the sword body, sparks splashed everywhere, and Mo Zhong didn't have time to care, kicked on the island, climbed up, and bit the wrist of the knife! The sharp teeth grabbed the flesh on the wrist, grabbed the man's clothes with one hand, and fished down with the other hand, the short sword became longer in an instant, and the other grabbed it, and the ink was hard to slash, and the blood flashed, and the man's neck was cut wide, and blood gushed out like money. "Whew!" Mo Zhong sat on the ground panting, the dagger was thrown on the ground, he lay there, there had never been such pressure, just a moment of hesitation he was sure to die. Turning over, Mo Zhong looked around, what the hell was this place.

A little light came out of the black ground, like a meteor, swaying and flying up from the ground, and gently came to Mo Chong's side, Mo Zhong raised his hand and grabbed it, and the next second he regretted it. It seems to have caught a fire, and the scorching heat poured in from the palm of his hand, and he wanted to let go, but it seemed to be stuck to his hand and couldn't shake it off. "Ahh "No!" the hoarse voice made him not believe it. There was no accident, he longed for a coma, God just wouldn't let him get his wish, his consciousness was extremely awake, he fell there, trembling and twitching, after a while, Mo Zhong eased up, raised his hand to see, there was a black mark in the palm of his hand, as if it was imprinted. "What the hell is this unlucky thing!" With an angry scolding, Mo Zhong staggered to the side of the big fan, trying to carry the fan out, but just picked it up, "Huh, how did it become lighter?" With a light sigh, Mo Zhong threw a punch to the ground, and the ground immediately cracked, and a small pit appeared. Mo was overjoyed, his strength increased again, the ball of light seemed to have improved his ** strength, Mo Chong was happy again, it was really good to forget the pain of the scar.

Walking up the twenty-sixth step, the strong pressure almost threw Mo to the ground. Mo Zhong grinned for a while, if he was just now, I am afraid that he would be directly crushed to the ground. "Ahh "What's going on?" muttered, and didn't care about the weight of the ink. Keep climbing up.