Yang Ning only felt as if he was experiencing a sea of blade fire.

No, it's more painful than this, as if heaven and earth are pressing, and the body is tearing, and it is terrifying.

"Ah......h

"This ......"

"Yang Ning......" Yang Pi hurriedly shouted, wanting to rush forward.

"Don't move." Yang Ning spoke with difficulty, stopping Yang Pi's impulsiveness.

A force, like a torrent, slapped Yang Ning's figure, and the green shirt tore, revealing strong muscles, like a wind blade, cutting Yang Ning's flesh.

Hiss......

The momentum of heaven and earth like the white mist can't stop this force, and it is retreating.

"What did Yang Ning go through?" Liufeng opened his mouth bitterly, looking at Yang Ning, and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Yang Ning's pores all over his body were forced to enlarge, and his strength could not be stopped.

The muscles and bones of the whole body, as if they were torn, penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

Even the people who stayed on the seventy-eighth floor felt the pain.

"This? What kind of power exactly? Even if he smiled arrogantly, he was moved at this moment, and his face was pale with fright, trembling.

"This person's foundation is so deep that it can't ......be measured" The third seed of the Demon Sect, bitter words, I don't want to admit it, but the truth is in front of me, and there is no doubt about it.

"Amitabha, the foundation of Lord Yang, is beyond the reach of my generation." The light of the Buddha is shining, in the white mist, the golden light is shining.

The mountaineering road is the gospel of the mountain view, which is why many forces set up this road in front of the mountain gate.

It is only for the mountain viewing realm, baptizing the cultivator's foundation and allowing it to sublimate under extreme oppression, which is a kind of metamorphosis, and it has immeasurable benefits for the cultivator.

"Ah......h

Yang Ning was stained with blood, bathing his body, and the hot pain spread all over his body, even ten times worse than the original body refining fluid.

Since Yang Ning was reborn, it was the first time that this was the case.

At the same time, Yang Ning adheres to the sea of knowledge, and his soul is constantly impacted, like a mountain flood and tsunami, the mountains of the two realms within the sea of knowledge are constantly condensed and sublimated, and under the extreme oppression, they break through the vitality and find a bright road.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Constantly coming out of Yang Ning's body, vibrating ripples, forming bursts of ripples in the white mist, constantly moving away.

"Is this the same sound as the Great Dao?" Dao Tu was also shocked, sensing the changes in the white mist, and his voice trembled a little.

In the legend, only cultivators who can truly reach the peak can cause the Great Dao Echo, is it true?

Everyone's eyes widened, and with the question of Dao Tu, they all looked at the surrounding white fog.

"That's what makes it interesting." Although he is a lay disciple of Buddhism, he is also involved with Buddhism, but his words are still cold.

"Yes, that's the motivation." Dao Tu glanced at the fang, and the blade was even worse, and there was a move to step forward.

"Senior brother......" Yang Pi said.

Dao Tu waved his hand, gave Yang Pi a reassuring look, and stepped onto the seventy-ninth floor.

Rumble......

A force.

The moment the knife slaughter stepped on it, it struck at it.

"Ding......

Dao Tu's ink knife fell to the ground, and there was a heavy metal crash.

"Ah......h

Dao Tu screamed, his whole body twisted.

"Senior Brother......" The other two disciples of the Ancient Dao Building cared.

"What the hell did they go through?" Qiu Beilan was puzzled, and one person went up and screamed in the blink of an eye, and the same was true for two people.

"This is a question from the avenue, which is to accept their foundation and lay an extremely solid foundation at the same time, which is expected to impact the real mountaineering realm." Xiu Yi explained, the treasure is solemn, like the King Kong God Buddha.

"What? Mountaineering? The charm of Qiu Beilan's charm to the bones disappeared in an instant.

"Mountaineering? How can it be? But the voice was on the side, still echoing, making Qiu Beilan, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, almost unable to believe it.

The Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, and even Liangzhou, have not had a mountaineering powerhouse for many years, and no one remembers to please, but I actually heard such a legend here, not to mention Qiu Beilan, even the other disciples, they were also shocked.

"As long as you can persevere under the same sound of the avenue." Xiu Yi folded his hands and kept saying scriptures in his mouth, as if praying for the two of them.

"I'll go too." Ting smiled and didn't want to lag behind, so he resolutely stepped forward.

The first order is only different, and the world is different.

"The remaining three floors, Gu is like this." Buddhism has a long heritage, and it is at the forefront of the study of mountaineering paths, and knows many unknown legends.

Ting smiled and was arrogant, unwilling to lose to the so-called Yang Ning Dao Tu and the like, and the black magic power flowed at every turn, and stepped on the seventy-ninth bluestone steps.

"Ah......" Ting Yixiao was also letting out a shocking scream, and no one was at ease under the questioning of the peak of the avenue.

"Come on." The tooth repair was ruthless, and there was golden Buddha power circulating around his body, and he stepped on the next layer of bluestone steps.

For a while, many Dao figures, with expectations for such a Dao question, were eager to try, hoping that they could also get it.

However, it backfired, and not everyone had a solid foundation and received feedback from the same voice.

On the mountaineering road, it is not a place of bloodshed, but because of Yang Ning's sudden rise, it has aroused the belligerent hearts of more than 20 people.

This is an invisible competition, a test of one's foundation and how far one can go in the future on the path of cultivation.

Zheng Zheng ......

It is like a string song of the Nine Heavens, touching people's heartstrings, but it also gives people infinite crises and urges people to move forward.

Yang Ning had been here for nearly five days, and finally moved at the first faint rays of dawn.

It's bitter, it's tough.

The blood scab on the body gradually fell off, revealing a new skin, like jade and stone, with a crystal edge, sticking to the flesh, buzzing.

"Did you stick to it?" Yang Ning didn't dare to be sure, but the moment he saw the white mist, he instantly realized.

The avenue resonates with each other, which is a kind of feedback from heaven and earth, while receiving baptism, constantly absorbing strength, turning it into a foundation, and making its heritage deeper and more unfathomable.

Yang Ning is confident that even if he is a real mountain building realm powerhouse now, he can break it with a sword.

It's a kind of self-confidence, confidence in one's own roots.

In the past, Yang Ning wanted to leapfrog the challenge, and the only way to do it was to use the forbidden power of the mountains outside the mountains and the earth, but after the baptism of this avenue, Yang Ning had such power.

It's a sublimation of power, feedback from the avenue.

The miniature mountains of the Two Realms groaned softly, like a spirit, and they rejoiced in the sea of knowledge.

It's a subconscious joy that is unfathomable.

The nine-fold mountain body is clearly layered, perhaps the upper three layers, because there are no strange things, it is a little monotonous, but because of a sword above, it is even more unfathomable.

Like the vast sea, like the ocean, and more like the deep starry sky, it is impossible to guess.

The foundation is deep, and it can finally ignite the divine fire.

Yang Ning's face showed a hint of lightness, which was unprecedented.

"This is the true way of monasticism." Yang Ning sighed, compared with his previous life, he was nothing at all.

Heavenly Dao Sect, wait, in this life, you will definitely be doomed, this is the roar in Yang Ning's heart.

On the road again, there were only two bluestone steps left, but Yang Ning was very brisk, and looked at it calmly, and even because of the benefits obtained by the seventy-ninth layer, he was a little eager for it.

"Don't let me down." Yang Ning looked forward to it and started with his feet up.

The wind, blowing, vibrant, white mist, is the essence of life, the need of all things.

The spring season is a time of revival of all things, and vaguely, you can see the white fog and see the scenery on the top of the mountain.

A layer of haze casts a veil over the Fog Hidden Door.

This seems to be the work of ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, adding a bit of mystery to it, making the fog hidden door hidden in it.

Eighty floors, a watershed, is also the most important level.

Because as long as this level is passed, then you can get the true face of the target, maybe because of the white fog, it is a little unclear, but compared to the bluestone steps below, there is an innate advantage.

Sassy ......

The wind is not stopped, bringing vitality to the earth, the spring sunshine, how much warmth, even if it is a foggy mountain filled with white fog, it will also bring some spring color, there is greenery.

"Brother Pizi, if you want to be able to go up the mountain in a few days, I'd better wait for him at the end of the mountaineering road." Yang Zhen learned from the mouth of the sect that on the way to the mountain, the disciples of the other four sects had been climbing the mountain for many days and began to walk towards the mountain.

"Wife Ningyi, do you want to go?" Yang Zhen has a bit of a rogue tone, and in his eyes, there are many beauties, more or less with a hint of holiness.

"Yang Zhen, can you not call Ning Yi Lao ......" The word "mother" is embarrassed to open his mouth after all, which does not match the holy breath.

"No, you're my wife, who won't call you?" Yang Zhen was very domineering, took up the jade hand, with an expression of reluctance to separate, but regardless of Qin Ningyi's expression, he walked towards the front mountain under the crowd.

Qin Ningyi was very helpless, and symbolically struggled, but to no avail, she could only let it go.

Because on the second day out of the forbidden land, Yang Zhen actually went to intercede with his master in person and promised him to marry him, such a scoundrel, Qin Ningyi had nothing to say.

Qin Ningyi wanted to ask Yang Zhen more than once, do you want to be shameless? But thinking about Yang Zhen's temperament, it is estimated that he will give himself a sentence, face is worth a few dollars, and his wife is not his own, what do you want to do with face?

Qin Ningyi had no doubt that Yang Zhen would definitely be able to say such words.

However, every time he was in his arms, he always gave Qin Ningyi a generous and warm breath, making Qin Ningyi feel very safe.

So unconsciously, the matter had to be closed.

On the mountain in front of him, because there was an extra flying boat, it attracted a lot of speculation from the disciples of the Fog Hidden Sect, but the direction of the main hall seemed to have fallen into silence, and no one knew what was going on in it, only the occasional fluctuation made the disciples of the Fog Hidden Sect guess.

"Huh? Isn't that Senior Brother Yang Zhen? ”

"Still holding Senior Sister Ning Yi's hand?"

"I ...... I'm going to duel with you......" Some disciples were indignant when they saw Yang Zhen's swaggering move through the market, but the confidence to say this was very insufficient, because Yang Zhen's physique made them timid.

That's a ruthless character who just went up the mountain back then, and he was looking for people to challenge him all over the mountain, and he was famous.

"My Senior Sister Ningyi......" wept in pain, hid her face and wept, but she had no choice but to watch the beautiful and holy senior sister fall into the clutches of the devil.

Yang Zhen seemed to feel the commotion among his disciples, and he actually whistled, very embarrassed.

"I ......"

"Ah......h

It attracted a cry from the bottom of my heart, but I could only wait and see, and I couldn't put it into action.

Because of that Fang Tian painting halberd, no one dares to try it at will, and no one wants to try it a second time.

In the midst of a group of resentful eyes, Yang Zhen was calm, as if he didn't realize that he had become a public enemy of his disciple, and he still looked like a hooligan, and even unconsciously greeted the person with a distorted face.

"Ah, Senior Brother Pig, why is your face deformed? This is not conducive to cultivation......"

"Senior Brother Dog, your expression like this, going out on the street, it's very bad, it affects the image of our sect......"

"I went to Nima's dog junior brother, Lao Tzu's surname is Gou, not a dog......" Of course, the ferocity of Fang Tian's halberd was taken, and he could only shout from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't show it.

……

In the midst of the sprinkling, Yang Zhen took Qin Ningyi's hand, opened the way, and gradually moved away.