Yang Ning couldn't wait, wanting to test the strength of his physical body, the killing sword was raised, and his left hand was gently slashed.

Zizi ......

Then Yang Ning felt the sharpness of the divine edge, but it was obvious that this stinging did not really enter his flesh.

"There is an effect, but it ......" Yang Ning also knew that after all, it was a beginner's practice, and the effect of the reverse dragon method was not very obvious. However, compared to the Demon Qi Quenching Body, it is still a little stronger.

Yang Ning got up, looked at the blood stains that had solidified around him, and glanced at the killing sword in his hand again, and he could obviously feel that the momentum of the killing sword had increased.

"Woo woo woo?" The little Qilin couldn't hold it back, stood on Yang Ning's shoulder, and asked.

"Let's get out of here." Yang Ning also felt uncomfortable staying in this Dead Pavilion, Yang Ning looked at the Dead Pavilion, and there was no door around to get out, which made Yang Ning depressed for a while.

The momentum around Yang Ning began to increase, the killing sword hummed, and a sword was aimed at the surrounding walls, since he couldn't get out of this dead pavilion normally, he could only break it with brute force.

On top of the sword, as Yang Ning's sword heart was once again stabilized, the rules of the sword became more aggressive.

Rumble......

A roar came.

Deafening.

Even Yang Ning and Xiao Qilin felt harsh.

Yang Ning instantly understood that the sturdiness of this Dead Pavilion could not be achieved, at least with his current strength.

And the surrounding walls can not only reflect the sound, but also the attack, and the power of his own sword just now can all bounce back.

Ling Tian in Yang Ning's body was decided, counteracting the sword momentum just now. With such a pavilion, Yang Ning was very powerless.

"Woo woo woo?" The little Kirin asked.

Yang Ning also fell into deep thought, the furnishings in this pavilion were very simple, except for a futon, only the jade slip that had been integrated into his body remained......

"Yu Jian, yes, Yu Jian......" In Yang Ning's mind, the cultivation of the Reverse Dragon Law flashed over and over again.

"Could it be...... Reverse Dragon Law Dacheng? ”

"No, it's unlikely." Yang Ning knew that it was too difficult for this anti-dragon method to become a great success, unless he had true dragon essence blood, but true dragon essence blood......

Yang Ning thought about it and felt that it was impossible, because the true dragon essence blood required by the reverse dragon method was not ordinary true dragon essence blood.

Because of the word "reverse", you need the essence blood of the true dragon under the scales, such essence blood, don't say that you can't see the real dragon, even if you really see the real dragon, the real dragon will not give it.

But Yang Ning knew that if he wanted to go out of the Death Pavilion, it must have something to do with the Reverse Dragon Law.

Yang Ning sat cross-legged again, because the True Dragon Qi had completely turned into his foundation, so Yang Ning was not worried that the True Dragon Qi would be consumed.

Yang Ning could only cultivate the Reverse Dragon Method over and over again.

In Yang Ning's body, the roaring breath of ten thousand dragons appeared again, but at this time, in Yang Ning's meridians, the Qilin True Blood also began to burn.

Soon, Yang Ning's body was like falling into a mountain of flames, and it was very hot.

"Woo woo woo ......" The little qilin looked at Yang Ning's body that was gradually becoming red, and seemed to be laughing.

Roar......

Faintly, the sound of the unicorn roaring came from Yang Ning's body, and it was also accompanied by the sound of the dragon's roar.

On the surface of Yang Ning's body, the luster of the scales is becoming clearer and clearer, and as a steady stream of spiritual power pours into Yang Ning's body surface, Yang Ning's physical body is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Faintly, you can see the real dragon circling, and there are also unicorns roaring.

Yang Ning didn't know if it was right for him to cultivate like this, but now he couldn't change it, the Qilin True Blood had already fused with his physical body, and even had the breath of a true dragon.

In the continuous cultivation, Yang Ning meditated again for three days.

Rumble!

There was a roar in Yang Ning's body, and with the enhancement of his physical body, Yang Ning's cultivation was raised to a higher level, and the extreme realm was triggered, and his cultivation was deepened by one level.

But Yang Ning knew that he was still far from breaking through the Fivefold Realm.

This kind of meditation cultivation was no longer beneficial, and Yang Ning could only get up.

"Woo woo woo ......" The little unicorn is already not annoying.

The moment Yang Ning got up, the little unicorn stared at the futon under Yang Ning's buttocks in disgust.

"You mean this futon, you don't like it?" Yang Ning's eyes suddenly lit up, yes, since he came in, all his thoughts were on the reverse dragon method in the jade slip, but he ignored the futon.

A futon that can withstand the baptism of the years, and can remain unchanged under the erosion of the years, how can it be a mortal thing.

And in this dead pavilion, there is only one furnishing of the futon, that is, the key to the real dead pavilion, which is above the futon.

Yang Ning's spiritual power shrouded the futon, and there was nothing surprising about it, it looked ordinary.

It wasn't until Yang Ning slashed it with a killing sword that he discovered the extraordinaryness of the futon.

This futon is actually the whole of the surrounding Dead Pavilion. But this futon is not like the surrounding walls of the Dead Pavilion, which can rebound and attack, but Yang Ning's sword just now was actually absorbed by the futon.

It seems that if you want to get out, you only need to move the futon, or destroy the futon directly, and you can open the door to get out of the dead pavilion.

Yang Ning tried his best to calm his heart, and the sword continued to roar fiercely on the sword, and he swung down the sword.

One hundred and thirty sword drawing techniques.

Whew......

The sword light shuttled, and instantly disappeared into the futon.

"Huh?" Yang Ning was stunned, and after one hundred and thirty superimposed sword drawing techniques, the futon was not damaged at all.

"This ......"

......The little unicorn also joined in destroying the futon, and the unicorn flame erupted from its mouth and began to burn the futon with the high temperature of the holy fire.

Although there are no obvious signs of destruction of the futon, the futon is not without any changes, because the futon is gradually bulging.

"Woo woo woo?" The little Qilin also wondered if an ordinary futon could not be lit by his own holy fire, or even burned him.

But Yang Ning was happy.

"Little guy, keep ......" Yang Ning kept waving the killing sword in his hand, and one after another the sword was poured on the futon.

The futon, which originally looked flat and flat, finally swelled with the continuous output of one man and one beast.

Even at this moment, it is no different from a round ball, but there is no destruction, which makes Yang Ning can't help but love the material, but he also has to destroy it.

"Little guy, keep ......" Yang Ning shouted, the killing sword in his hand kept shaking, and the power of collapse came out of Yang Ning's body, and with every time he poured on the killing sword, the killing sword in Yang Ning's hand was a buzz. Fun Cabinet

"Broken Sword!" Yang Ning tried his best, even at the expense of the extreme realm, and the powerful sword poured into the killing sword from Yang Ning's body.

Then the sword fell.

Thundered......

The force of the collapse shattered the futon in an instant.

The flames sputtered, bursting the center with a futon, and the sacred flame belonging to the unicorn completely exploded.

"Woo woo woo?" The little Qilin was also a little unexpected, and hurriedly wrapped himself and Yang Ning with his own flames.

Thundered......

A crack appeared in the wall of the Dead Pavilion.

Yang Ning saw the right time, jumped with the little unicorn, and drilled through the cracks.

Buzzing......

The whole dead pavilion hummed, and the sound of futons bursting was constantly heard in it.

Yang Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a feeling of escaping death.

"The rest of the life after the catastrophe ......" Yang Ning's body was full of exhaustion, and he looked back at the Dead Pavilion behind him, which was still standing in the ruins of the broken wall, and finally slowly disappeared in it.

"Huandao Sect, it's terrible......" Yang Ning had to admit that the power of this Huandao Sect was so strong during his lifetime, Yang Ning had affirmed that this pavilion arranged in the eight formations of Qimen must be a selection method of Huandao Sect, taking "death" as a gamble, fighting to the death, very cruel, and a powerful way of reality.

"Woo woo woo ......" The little Qilin also looked very weak, after all, the loss of the Qilin Holy Flame for a long time, with the strength of the little guy's eighth-order fierce beast, it could only be regarded as the early childhood of the Qilin.

"Alright, little one, go to rest when the thunder is over." Yang Ning knew that the little guy wanted to follow him, because here, the little guy got a lot of benefits, but after all, the little guy still belonged to the growth period.

"Woo woo woo ......" Sure enough, the little unicorn still didn't forget the benefits he had made for himself, and instructed Yang Ning to let him collect more divine crystals.

"Hmm." Yang Ning nodded, stroked the forehead of the little qilin, shook his head helplessly, the little qilin disappeared on his fingers, and Yang Ning also absorbed a hundred holy crystals, and then began to go deep into the ruins again.

The sky above should not be the sky, it is just an environment lit up with a powerful formation, and the strength of the Huandao Sect even makes Yang Ning feel that even the current Heavenly Dao Sect cannot match it.

But such a force can only drown in the dust of history with the passage of time.

In front of you is a dry jungle, with no greenery in sight, only scattered tree trunks standing under the dust.

With a slight touch of Yang Ning's fingers, a tree trunk hugged by three people turned into fly ash and dissipated into the air.

Yang Ning didn't stop long, passed through quickly, and finally came to a flat place that should belong to a square or something.

There was no danger, Yang Ning passed through again, and finally stepped on the steps, and in front of him should be the real hall of the Huandao Sect. Yang Ning muttered in his heart, but under the dust of history, only dozens of white jade pillars remained.

"Who can be immortal?" Yang Ning stared at the white jade pillar, and could only sigh, even though he was extremely powerful in life, he would only become the dust of history after death.

Who can remember that there was once such a powerful force, and who would know that under the abyss, there would be such a sect that made the mainland tremble.

"Who can be immortal." Yang Ning's aura suddenly changed at this moment, and it was actually a kind of realm growth, tending to a breakthrough in the unity of heaven and man.

"......" Yang Ning was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

After crossing the steps to ascend the main hall, I finally came to the bottom of the white column.

"What is immortal is only the longevity of people's hearts and history."

"Perhaps, a real immortal can also be truly eternal." Yang Ning muttered, surrounded by the white jade pillar, and dust everywhere.

Suddenly, in front of the white jade pillar, Yang Ning felt that a powerful aura was converging.

"And those who survived?" Yang Ning thought about it, but felt that it was impossible, and began to be on guard.

"Who is it?" The killing sword in Yang Ning's hand flickered,

"Who dares to trespass on the Huandao Sect?" The voice was like a bell, floating between the white jade pillars, and an unclear figure gradually rose between the white jade pillars.

There, it should have been directly above the former main hall, because the figure of this person still maintained a sitting posture.

"Come to think of it, you're the former Sect Master of the Huandao Sect, right?" Yang Ning asked.

"That's right, this sect is the Sect Master Huan Sheng of the Huandao Sect." But soon, this Huansheng heard the question in Yang Ning's words and asked, "You said it was?" What is the past, could it be said that the Huandao Sect has ......"

I saw Huansheng's illusory hands begin to hold his head, as if he was experiencing great pain.

Yang Ning did not retreat, although he couldn't feel this Huansheng cultivation realm, but after all, Yang Ning was also a person who had stood at the peak of the mainland, and his courage was naturally different from ordinary people.

Yang Ning said: "Huandao Sect has long been in the dust of history and disappeared. ”

"What, the smoke is gone, no, no, this can't ......" Huan Sheng's body suddenly erupted with a terrifying momentum, and the entire ruins trembled, and dust and smoke rose in an instant.