"That's a third-order magic weapon!"

On the high steps, the scarred man looked at the incomparably strange golden-winged Dapeng above Mo Ning's head, and his face changed suddenly.

No one thought that Mo Ning, a monk in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, could actually urge a third-order magic weapon.

A terrifying coercion of the rune realm escaped from the golden-winged roc's body, causing everyone to change color.

"Poof!!"

Mo Ning's face suddenly froze, and he opened his mouth to spew out a stream of essence blood, and a wave of pure energy fluctuations swept out.

I saw that the essence blood spewed out by Mo Ning was tumbling in mid-air, forming a blood bead the size of a thumb, crystal clear, but it contained an extremely large amount of energy.

"Buzz!!"

Mo Ning pinched his hands, and his whole body shone brightly, and the blood bead formed by the essence blood turned into a streamer, directly integrating into the body of the golden-winged Dapeng in the sky.

A burst of humming sound came out, and the wings of Jinpeng behind Mo Ning also flickered, and then evolved into two divine lights, and the terrifying energy fluctuations escaped.

However, after these two divine lights appeared, they rushed towards the golden-winged Dapeng in the sky, and when the wind was howling, the two divine lights merged into the wings of the golden-winged Dapeng respectively.

"Wow!!"

The Golden-Winged Dapeng seemed to have obtained a huge and incomparably large amount of energy, and the golden rays on his body directly evolved into brilliant runes, and a piercing long whistle came out of his mouth.

This miraculous golden-winged roc is dozens of feet tall, like a golden cloud covering the sky, and the rolling wind pressure swept out between its wings, and on its huge body, there was a faint layer of blood light flickering.

In the next moment, a terrifying energy fluctuation was vented, not only the sword and sword that pierced through the hole, but even the two monks in the late stage of the Condensation Realm were imprisoned by this terrifying force, unable to move at all.

There was also a monk who was originally holding an iron ring, but because of his extremely fast reaction, he retreated to the 297th step when Mo Ning urged the third-order magic weapon, causing him to be unaffected.

However, even if he was spared, a wave of fear still appeared on his face.

You know, it was a third-order magic weapon, a magic weapon that could exert part of the power of the magic rune realm, maybe it was nothing at all for their own cultivation, but in this demon cave, it became the top terrifying magic weapon.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng continued to let out a whistling sound, and the terrifying power filled the entire staircase, and the faces of the two late-stage Condensing Realm cultivators were full of fear and remorse.

They didn't know why a cultivator in the middle stage of the Condensing Truth Realm like Mo Ning could cast a third-order magic weapon, but after feeling that terrifying aura of power attacking, they suddenly felt a burst of despair in their hearts.

They haven't forgotten that this is in the Demon Cave, and with the strength that they can only exert in the late stage of the Condensation Realm now, they are far from being able to withstand this blow, and I am afraid that even if the scarred man comes, he will have to flee in the wilderness.

Not to mention, the aura emanating from the golden-winged roc above Mo Ning's head was almost as powerful as the powerhouse of the Dharma Rune Realm, and even the confinement ability of the condensed space could only be displayed by a person at the peak master level!

"That kid's third-order magic weapon ......" On the top of more than three hundred steps, the scarred man's face was extremely solemn, looking at the scroll of paintings above Mo Ning's head, his huge body trembled slightly.

He could see that the difference between Mo Ning's third-order magic weapon, especially the golden-winged Dapeng condensed with pure energy, actually contained a trace of divine beast coercion in his body, which caused the entire staircase to be imprisoned.

Mo Ning ignored the gaze of others, a cold light between his dark eyes was fleeting, and then he pinched the trick with both hands and cast the Jinpeng spell again.

However, this time, after Mo Ning cast the Jinpeng Technique, there were no Jinpeng wings behind him, but the Golden-winged Dapeng in mid-air let out a piercing roar, and his whole body bloomed with golden light, surrounded by blood lines.

On the wings of the golden-winged Dapeng, a layer of feathers flowed a faint layer of blood light, and then suddenly a dazzling golden light bloomed, behind the golden-winged Dapeng, a pair of even more huge golden wings appeared, and a large area of Ruixia washed down like an ocean, lingering on its body.

"Buzz!!"

The humming sound suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the next moment, a golden flame gushed out from all over the body of the Golden-winged Dapeng, sacred and majestic, and an ancient and terrifying aura permeated out.

Mo Ning roared suddenly, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out of his mouth again, turning into a crystal clear blood bead and submerging into the body of the Golden-winged Dapeng.

In an instant, the blood light on the Golden-Winged Dapeng burst out, completely furious, golden and blood-colored flames rolling, and finally the entire Golden-Winged Dapeng turned into two thick divine light holes and pierced out.

An incomparably brilliant golden divine light, majestic and sacred.

Another hazy and flickering blood-colored divine light was strange and terrifying.

These two thick divine lights were like two primeval true dragons, and the surrounding runes seemed to turn into the scales of primeval true dragons, and they bombarded the sky fiercely with a roar.

The terrifying power was vented, and the sword rays and huge swords that were still imprisoned in mid-air all appeared in an instant, turning into a little starlight and dissipating in the air.

The pupils of the two monks in the late stage of the Condensation Realm suddenly contracted, and their bodies struggled wildly, but they found that they had been completely imprisoned by a terrifying force, and they could only watch the two divine lights fall.

At this moment, their pupils and faces were full of endless remorse and unwillingness, because of the confinement, they couldn't even say words to beg for mercy.

"Boom!!"

A huge roar suddenly sounded, like the fall of a star outside the Nine Heavens Domain, and then, a strong wind pressure swept out, and the terrifying energy fluctuations were cathartic, and even this piece of empty progress produced some instability, with a slight ripple.

Two terrifying divine lights pierced down from the sky, and with a flash of blazing light, the bodies of the two late-stage cultivators of the Condensing Truth Realm were shattered, and a large area of blood light burst out, and the blood mist filled the air, without even a trace of screaming.

The divine light bombarded the ground, and the terrifying power swept away. At this time, the altar suddenly bloomed with wisps of soft light, canceling out the power of those two divine lights.

The light slowly dimmed, and the roar that constantly echoed in mid-air faded away.

All the monks in this altar space looked at the slender figure standing on the 298th floor in shock.

I saw that the vision around Mo Ning had disappeared, and the Jinpeng album above his head also turned into a streamer and rushed into Mo Ning's dantian.

"Gollum!"

On the top of the two hundred and ninety-seventh steps, the late stage monk of the Ning Zhen Realm who had taken the iron hoop before swallowed his saliva, and cold sweat fell on his forehead like a torrential rain, and at the same time he was frightened, there was also a burst of happiness in his heart.

If he hadn't escaped quickly, I'm afraid he would have been bombarded into nothingness by the terrifying power that erupted from that third-order magic weapon.

In front of Mo Ning, those two late-stage cultivators of the Condensation Realm, where were there any corpses, there was only a pool of blood on the ground, and everything else was annihilated by the terrifying power contained in the divine light.

"Wait!" Suddenly, the eyes of the monk in the late stage of the Condensation Realm flashed, and he suddenly looked up at Mo Ning's back, his face sank slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "After all, he is just a monk in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, even if he can activate the third-order magic weapon, he should have consumed all the energy in his body......"

This person had just escaped, but he had put his mind on Mo Ning again.

After all, Mo Ning's previous performance was too shocking, devouring the golden light that erupted from the ancient disc above the altar, no one could do it, and the golden runes inside were all on his body.

Originally, the monks on the top of those low-level steps were still waiting to snatch the golden runes, but they didn't expect that except for the scarred man, all the remaining golden runes were snatched away by Mo Ning.

"Huh?"

However, as soon as the thought in the heart of the late-stage cultivator of the Condensing Realm appeared, Mo Ning suddenly turned his head, and his fierce and cold eyes pierced out directly and landed on the monk's body.

Suddenly, this late-stage Condensing Realm cultivator trembled, and a cold aura gushed out from his backbone, as if he was being targeted by a terrifying ancient beast.

At that moment, as soon as he lowered his head, he dispelled the thoughts in his mind, he didn't expect that Mo Ning had such a powerful majesty and momentum at such a young age.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Mo Ning snorted coldly, and then retracted his gaze.

Indeed, in order to cast that third-order magic weapon, all the power in his body had been exhausted, and in order to prevent the lack of energy, he had also burned his essence blood, causing him to feel a little empty in his body now.

However, if someone wanted to attack him at this time, Mo Ning was not afraid at all, after all, he didn't need any energy to urge the Xuanyin Yuan God, which was equivalent to having a bodyguard in the late stage of the Condensation Realm with him.

This can also be regarded as a characteristic of the law of the original gods.

Not far away, Yong Lincheng obviously also knew that Mo Ning still had the hole card of Xuanyin Yuan Shen, as long as the scarred man didn't go to Mo Ning's trouble, the other monks would not be able to pose any threat to him.

Knowing that Mo Ning was fine, Yong Lincheng's eyes flashed, and he drank in a low voice, and his whole body was shrouded in blazing firelight, and he stepped towards the high-rise steps.

A monk in the late stage of the Expanding Dan Realm, but now he has surpassed most of the mid-stage cultivators of the Condensing Realm, stepping on the two hundred and seventy-third steps, if it weren't for the fact that everyone's attention was attracted to the past, he would definitely be noticed by everyone.

In addition, the black and white shuangsha are also very powerful, although the monks of the two are a small realm higher than Yonglin Cheng and have reached the peak of the Expanding Dan Realm, but after all, it is the Expanding Dan Realm, in the eyes of those Condensing True Realm monks, there is no difference between the two.

However, under the frightened eyes of the surrounding Condensing Realm monks, the black fat man was smiling all over his face, and there were pitch-black air currents gushing out of his body, while the white thin man next to him was extremely indifferent, and the miserable white air currents on his body were surging.

The two of them stood together, and the black and white air currents merged with each other, forming bursts of black and white mist that surrounded the two of them.

This wisp of black and white mist seemed to have a very mysterious energy, and the invisible pressure fell, and it was directly bounced away, so that the black and white were not affected in any way.

Like Yong Lin Cheng, the two of them directly overtook most of the Condensing Truth Realm cultivators and stepped towards the high steps.

Mo Ning watched Yong Lincheng and them slowly walk up, exhaled a long breath, and then turned around, surrounded by a dark wind, constantly blowing, setting off bursts of piercing whistling sounds.

Now all the true qi in Mo Ning's body has been exhausted, and as a last resort, he can only urge the power of the Xuanyin Yuan God to resist that terrible pressure.

As soon as he stepped on the two hundred and ninety-ninth steps, a terrifying pressure suddenly enveloped him from all directions, Mo Ning frowned slightly, the wind on his body swept like a dark storm, and his figure flashed, and he stood directly on the top of the two hundred and ninety-ninth steps.

Mo Ning continued to raise his steps, one foot on the top of the three hundredth steps, and an even more terrifying pressure enveloped him, as if he could hear the gurgling sound of the bones in his body.

He felt that terrifying pressure as if a towering mountain was pressing on him, and if it was an ordinary Condensing Realm cultivator, he would probably be directly bombarded into slag.

"Buzz!"

A buzzing sound came from his body, and four yellow springs appeared beside Mo Ning, and then from the center of his eyebrows, a burning sky array flickered, and a crimson flame flickered.

Mo Ning shouted, the divine thoughts in the sea of consciousness were frantically consumed, a large area of wind blew out, the water of the yellow spring overturned, and the fire spread, directly shattering the heavy pressure that blocked him in front of him, and the next moment his footsteps moved, and he came to the three hundred and first steps.

The terrifying pressure around him gradually eased, and although Mo Ning was now standing on the third hundredth floor, the pressure that shrouded him was far less terrifying than the pressure on the third hundredth floor before.

"As I expected...... Mo Ning's dark eyes flickered, and he felt that the pressure around him had almost weakened tenfold, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Ning had already guessed that every hundred steps passed, the pressure simply increased exponentially, and it was terrifying. However, as long as you cross the past, then the steps after it will be easier.

For example, Mo Ning is now, he has crossed the 300th floor, which proves that he has enough strength to cross to the 399th floor.

However, when Mo Ning stepped on the 301st step, the scarred man was already standing on the 399th step at this moment, his face was solemn, and he was about to step on the 400th step.