On the stone platform, everyone's mood gradually calmed down, and the originally nervous and excited hearts slowly calmed down with Mo Ling's departure, especially the departure of the young man in black, which made the people on the stone platform gradually calm down and began to consider the current situation.

The people here are all good in cultivation, and being able to reach the five thousand steps under the previous coercion is a recognition of their strength, as for those who have poor cultivation, except for those who have not climbed the stone ladder, most of them have already broken under the five thousand steps, and even the flesh and bones have fallen into the abyss and no longer exist.

Therefore, there are not many people who can still stand on the stone platform at this moment, only hundreds, which is undoubtedly much less than the thousands of people before.

"The coercion of the stone ladder is less!"

After Mo Ling rushed out of the stone ladder, the coercion of the stone staircase gradually became smaller as if someone was manipulating it, and he was almost unable to feel the existence of this coercion.

In this case, the minds of many people on the stone platform were also active, and their expressions in their eyes were uncertain, as if they were thinking about something.

It's just that there are very few people who really take action, as few as a few, and most of them stay on the stone platform, waiting quietly, waiting for the moment when the stone platform is teleported. They believed that it would not be long before the stone platform would send them to the top of the mountain, up to the sky!

And their wait did appear. A moment later, the stone staircase suddenly shook, and then a blinding light bloomed on the stone staircase, and everyone's eyes pierced and they couldn't open their eyes. After the light, the swirling whirlpools suddenly appeared on the stone stairs, and at this moment, the whirlpools continued to expand, and in the end, in everyone's exclamation, the whirlpool was like a huge beast's mouth, swallowing them all, and even Dou Chiwei, who was about to climb to the 10,000th step, was sucked into it.

A flash of light flashed. The monks on the stone stairs, whether they were on the 5,000-step stone platform or on the 9,000-step platform, all disappeared from here.

On the calm dojo, the void suddenly burst into a cloud, the light flashed, and the next moment, all the monks appeared on the dojo.

"Where is this?"

Before many people could react, they looked at the vast square with a blank expression.

In the silence of the ashram, there was silence on all sides, and a faint mournful cry permeated the surroundings of the ashram, and this voice, as if laughing and crying, reached the ears of the monks, but when they listened carefully, they found that they could no longer hear the source of this voice.

"Why do I have a feeling of heart palpitations?"

"What the hell is this place, so gloomy, are we being told to be in the wrong place?"

Some of the monks were shocked, especially the screams that came from all around, with endless poignant, even they couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat.

"Seven Killings Dojo!"

Xu Changjing suddenly said loudly, his eyes staring ahead, far ahead of him, seven huge stone statues were standing quietly in front of him.

Everyone followed Xu Changjing's gaze, and when they saw the seven stone statues, everyone gasped, and then undisguised heat appeared in their eyes.

The seven stone statues seem to have seven huge stone pillars standing in the center, each stone statue is different, there is a stone platform under the stone statue, especially the top stone statue, in addition to a stone platform, there is also a round well that exudes black light, what is even more surprising is that this stone statue seems to be holding something in its hands, but because it is too far away and the dojo is a little dark, no one can see what is on it.

Other than that, there was nothing strange about the entire dojo. It's just that the only thing that is puzzling is that none of the stone statues can have a clear face.

"Could this be the Seven Killing Saints?"

There is no doubt that at this moment, in everyone's hearts, they have already understood that these seven stone statues are the famous Seven Killing Heavens and Seven Killing Saints in ancient times!

The Seven Killing Saints are definitely the seven most amazing and brilliant people of that era, whether it is strength or courage, it can be said that they are all brilliant in the world, but unfortunately I don't know what the reason is, the Seven Killing Saints completely disappeared from the world, leaving only a legend that will be passed down forever.

Legend has it that the Seven Killing Saints were tired of the ugliness of the world, and chose to live in seclusion, and never asked about the world. There is also a legend that when the Seven Kills Holy Prestige was in full swing, he was sniped and completely died.

But in any case, the Seven Killings Saint has always been an ancient myth, and in the name of the Big Dipper, the Seven Killings are enshrined!

"Great Mercy Fist!"

A low roar suddenly resounded through the Seven Killing Dojo, and whether it was a monk with fiery eyes or a person with complicated thoughts, they all shook their spirits and looked into the distance sharply.

"That's Mo Ling and the young man in black!"

"The two of them are fighting!"

Everyone exclaimed, having too many doubts about the battle that was happening in front of them. However, many people's eyes twinkled, and a hint of excitement flowed secretly. The two people who seem to be the most powerful are now fighting for some reason, which is a great thing for them, without these two people, they are more sure of what they are fighting for here.

Broken Soul's eyes lit up, snatching people's hearts, and his right hand raised and threw a punch, but he saw the black light circulating in his hand, and when the streamer flickered, a black face appeared, and that face was exactly the same as the face on Broken Soul's forehead!

A punch blasted away, and the roaring sound echoed, but in front of the fist, a black hurricane that seemed to sweep the world was formed, and the roar collided with Mo Ling's black knife, and between the roaring sounds, Mo Ling's body retreated five or six steps, but in the same way, the body of the broken soul was shocked, and he took eight or nine steps back, with an extremely solemn expression.

But the broken soul did not stop, his body jumped up, and instantly approached Mo Ling, Mo Ling also rushed out, and the shadow accompanying body method was used to the extreme, and the whole body was like an afterimage, and the broken soul launched a thrilling battle of life and death!

From a distance, the aftermath of the battle between the two spread to the void, and even the void was distorted a little, and no one could gain the upper hand in several battles.

"What an amazing source sea... His combat ability is not as high as mine, but his source sea power seems to be endless, and it is a little difficult for me to perform a martial art, but he seems to be not tired at all... This man is a formidable enemy!"

The more they fought, the more frightened the broken soul became, especially when they saw Mo Ling's vigorous fighting spirit, no one could see that he had been severely traumatized in the previous climb, such a person, if he was the enemy of the Holy Demon Ridge, in time, he would be a great enemy of the life and death of the Holy Demon Ridge. However, even if this is the case, the broken soul will not retreat, but the killing intent in his heart is even worse, such a person must strangle him in the cradle.

It can be said that almost all the people in the dojo were attracted by the battle between Mo Ling and the two, they looked at the martial arts flying everywhere in the dojo, and felt the violent source qi fluctuations in the void, their hearts trembled, and they held their breath deeply, for fear that they would accidentally interfere with the two people in the fight.

And the other people had very different looks.

Lu Shang stood on the dojo in a daze, looking at Mo Ling in the battle in a daze, he couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't believe that a monk who was still running away under him was now so powerful, and now Mo Ling, even him, had to admit in his heart that Mo Ling was too strong against him. He had a feeling of being in a trance, and with his cultivation, even if he used all his strength, he was not Mo Ling's opponent. This gave him a deep sense of frustration, which was a big blow to him.

If it is said that the person who faces Mo Ling the most hatred here, I am afraid it must be Zhou Qingyun. Zhou Qingyun's face was gloomy, staring at Mo Ling, who had a monstrous aura, and a hideous look flashed in his eyes, but in his expression, there was a trace of deep jealousy in the depths of the hideous.

"We must not let him get out alive!"

Zhou Qingyun's heart was even more determined in this thought.

Yuemei, the first time she looked at Mo Ling for such a long time, she looked at Mo Ling's calmness and strength, her eyes were full of brilliance, for the first time in her life, she really had some interest in a monk.

Xi Xiaohu was the only one in the group who looked excited. Especially feeling Mo Ling's strength, his eyes were shining, and he couldn't wait to applaud loudly at this moment, with such a powerful Mo Ling, except for a limited number of people, who else here would be his opponent. It's just that this young man in black has something that he hates.

Compared with these people, the others are more complicated, most of them look at the two people who have attracted almost everyone's attention, and they can't tell what it feels like, envy, jealousy, and maybe unwillingness.

They are all Tianjiao, and they can cause a huge sensation anywhere outside, but now, they have been robbed of the limelight by two people, one of whom is a monk of unknown origin, which makes them feel very uncomfortable.

There are only a few people whose faces have not changed the most.

Dou Chiwei looked around, did not look at the two people in the battle at all, and observed the environment of the Seven Killings Dojo wholeheartedly, and there were bursts of exclamations from his mouth from time to time.

Blood without tears, his face was cold, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What, you're afraid of him?"

I don't know when, Oni Chong was already standing beside Blood Without Tears, he looked at the young man in black, and his voice coldly entered Blood Without Tears' ears.

"The Demon Dao forces, the Holy Demon and the Yellow Spring Sect are the leaders, but even if he is the broken soul of the Holy Demon Ridge, I am not afraid of him without blood and tears!"

Blood Without Tears snorted coldly, turned around, and no longer paid attention to Mo Ling and Broken Soul who were fighting in the dojo, but looked at the seven stone statues in the depths of the dojo, and then walked slowly close to the place where the stone statues were.

The movement of blood without tears made everyone who was originally watching attentively react immediately.

"Hurry up, hurry up and find the Seven Killing Saint Dao Soldiers!"

"The things of the Seven Killing Dojo must not fall into the hands of others!"

The faces of everyone in the dojo changed, and at this moment, due to the movement of blood and tears, they all retracted their minds and quickly walked towards the Seven Killings Holy Stone Statue.

In a moment, the monks here dispersed, leaving only a few people, still paying attention to the life-and-death struggle between Mo Ling and Broken Soul.