In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.

At the rest place of the 7,777th step of Qilin Peak, a figure was standing there pacing back and forth.

Qin Yu looked up at the top of the mountain again, looking at the pavilion building that was already faintly visible, his eyebrows furrowed.

Relying on the help of the green dragon's blood, he had been here for half a day.

It's just that since he came here, Qin Yu has never taken a step forward, but has been struggling with one thing here.

That's whether you should go up or not.

The unicorn blood that can wash the marrow of the I Ching, of course this Qin Yu wants.

If he could, he would have taken the whole pool, along with his sword, with it.

But the problem is that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion have warned them again and again before, the blood water in the Qilin Pool can be used, but it must not be loaded.

Otherwise, it will inevitably cause the master to be alert and wake up with the sword spirit puppet.

In other words, even if Qin Yu really ran up this time, he could only take a bath with Qilin blood.

But the price paid was that he became one of the most dazzling beings among the disciples this time.

After all, from ancient times to the present, there are very few new disciples who can climb to the top of the mountain with their own skills, and each of them has made a lot of fame later.

If Qin Yu really ran up and attracted the attention of the high-level of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, what if he really cultivated him as a top genius?

His family knows his own affairs, and he Qin Yu is just a waste with no talent, no perseverance and no determination, who just wants to eat and wait for death!

This time, he was able to run to the top, all relying on the support of the foreign object of the green dragon blood.

Even the spiritual root is just a seven-grade that doesn't enter the stream!

If the other party carefully cultivates it for a long time, it turns out that the ginseng seed that makes me full of expectations only grows a white radish in the end.

What the other party will be angry at, Qin Yu doesn't know.

Anyway, he knew that his white radish was absolutely dead.

Looking up at the building on the top of the mountain, Qin Yu sighed heavily with his hands behind his back.

He wanted unicorn blood, he wanted to bathe in that thing.

Even if he knew that he had been soaked in stronger green dragon blood, the effect of qilin blood on himself should not be great.

But before he really saw the effect, if Qin Yu didn't go up, he always felt that he would miss out on 100 million.

What if the effect of the Qilin Blood I Ching is more terrifying? What if it could live for 1,800 more years? What if his luck exploded, causing the two bloods to combine, and a mutated version of the Dragon Qi body came up?

As long as it has not really been soaked, then the effect of Qilin blood will be like Schrödinger's cat to Qin Yu, and you will never know what the specific effect will be.

This is similar to drawing cards, maybe the next time it will be in the soul, you let him give up at this time, he is unwilling!

But Qin Yu is also afraid of trouble, especially big troubles that are not equal to his own strength and talent.

After all, Qin Yu doesn't want to be a hot-blooded protagonist, at least he doesn't want to be like a hot-blooded protagonist, skipping the level and fighting bosses every day.

He just wants to eat and wait for death, and cultivating immortals is just to live for two more years.

It's a good little day, but what are you going to do when you're going to be this budding bird? Qin Yu had heard that those demon sects were very rampant!

And I like to snatch or pinch to death the disciples who have not yet grown up.

I really became a climber, but I was targeted by the masters of the Demon Sect, and I was killed by a chance, but what should I do?

At that time, his cheap villain father, as well as Zhao Mengya and Zhang Xiaolan, the two protagonists, will really have to go berserk and start the road of revenge to the protagonist.

Just when Qin Yu was frowning and meditating, he didn't know how to choose.

Footsteps suddenly sounded on the steps in the distance.

Qin Yu, who heard the movement, quickly turned his head, and as a result, he saw several figures, staggering and moving towards this side.

Looking at the guys who came up, Qin Yu's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

And the few people who were struggling to climb the mountain below also changed their faces when they saw Qin Yu, and their faces quickly showed a look of vigilance.

The few people who came up were none other than Wu Yi, the son of luck.

It's just that he is the son of luck, which is no longer correct, because he still had a dark golden aura before, and the aura above his head has now completely dimmed, and has completely changed color.

Not degraded into silver, but into blood black!

Lucky little villain!

Not only did this kid drop down! Even the identity has changed completely!

Under Qin Yu's wide-eyed gaze, the few people who had climbed to the rest place with difficulty, with a relaxed spirit, scattered on the platform, began to gasp desperately.

Even Wu Yi, a super handsome guy who has always behaved very elegantly, is now losing his image, lying motionless on the ground with his limbs wide open, and his clothes have been soaked with sweat.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yu didn't say a word, just silently distanced himself from them, and at the same time, his eyes flickered.

It seems that he is much more ruthless than the previous times in snatching the opportunity this time, which can be called a direct draw from the bottom of the kettle.

Otherwise, this son of luck would not have been abolished on the spot, abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, or even reduced to a villain.

The other party is no longer the son of luck, this is definitely good news for Qin Yu, at least he doesn't have to worry about the other party who has been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, and will be pushed by the Heavenly Dao to snatch back the opportunity.

But now there is another thing that makes Qin Yu feel a little stunned.

That is Wu Yi, who came to climb the mountain with five people, and now there are only four left.

And it was not someone else who disappeared, it was the villain masked woman who was mixed around the protagonist, and in the chance picture, she should have stabbed Wu Yi and almost killed the other party.

It's strange, Wu Yi didn't die, and he also got a new identity, this Qin Yu can understand.

After all, he is also the former protagonist, even if he is scrapped, his talent is generally stronger than normal people.

It is not incomprehensible to be used as waste by Heaven and rearranged to have a new identity.

After all, this situation has not been encountered by Qin Yu before.

But what about the masked woman who was already a villain?

He looked at the blood-black aura above Wu Yi's head, and then at the three companions beside him who were vigilantly watching him.

Qin Yu's eyes suddenly widened, and his face showed disbelief.

I rub! This kid shouldn't have killed that! robbed the other party's future scene! to become the villain of the black ring!