......

Burst!

The sword light flashed, blood splashed, a demon tiger fell to the ground with a bang, Han Xu gasped, dug out the demon beast's heart and swallowed it, replenishing the consumed blood and qi, in this dark world, he was struggling, from time to time there were demon beasts attacking and killing, here he barely stretched out his hand to see the five fingers, three zhang away was blurred, all kinds of demon beasts lurking, although there was no demon clan, but he couldn't bear the extremely strong demon qi, they were far stronger than the outside world, plus a body of vitality cultivation was sealed, just relying on the foundation building skills to practice a body of qi and blood, but also to bear the pressure of thousands of catties on his back all the time, Han Xu was quite powerless。

"Damn, if I go on like this, I won't be able to support it sooner or later, but I'm not reconciled, I can only get a great adventure between life and death, I have a feeling that the inheritance of "One Breath is Immeasurable" must exist in this dark world. ”

"How can I, Han Xu, be willing to be only a small alternate patrol envoy, although I am the senior brother of the Remnant Yang Sect, but the master and the elders are only in the realm of Jindan, and the inheritance of the supernatural power technique "Luoxia Sword" is only a second-order supernatural power exercise, even if I am old for the rest of my life, it will be difficult to cross the realm of the dragon and tiger, why not fight, such a top inheritance of ancient people, after I get it, I will exchange with the Qianyuan One Qi Sect and become an elder of the foreign secretary, and the dragon will enter the river, no matter how different, in the future of the world Kyushu, there may not be a place for me Han Xu. ”

Thinking of this, Han Xu lifted his spirits and wanted to continue to go deeper.

Shout!

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, his body turned sharply, but there was still a stinging pain in his shoulder, there was blood splashing, in the dimness, he could barely see the outline, the pupils of the white demon beast were actually an extremely strong demon lion, this is a demon beast stronger than the tiger bear, the qi and blood are better than a thousand catties, second only to the demon rhino and the demon elephant.

Han Xu gritted his teeth, the tip of his nose was sweating, his left shoulder was scorching and painful, he didn't need to look at it to know that he had hurt his muscles and bones, the demonic aura here was strong, and it was impossible for ordinary ointments to make the wound heal, and even in this instant, he felt that the wound was numb, obviously the demonic qi took advantage of the weakness to infiltrate his body, enslave his body, persecute layer by layer, and finally erode his spirit.

The palm holding the hilt of the sword also began to feel a sense of powerlessness, Han Xu suddenly felt a burst of panic, he tried his best to urge the qi and blood, but the demonic qi was pervasive and inextricably linked, and it was impossible to completely block it.

"Han Xu. ”

At this time, a faint voice sounded in his ears, Han Xu was shocked, and suddenly appeared, there was a figure around him at some point, he looked at it, and said in surprise: "It's you." ”

What appeared at this time was none other than Wang Qingyuan, who had gone all the way in.

Han Xu didn't expect that if Wang Qingyuan also entered this primordial god world, at this time, he had a trace of hope, but it was quickly extinguished, because of the demonic qi erosion body, no one could save him, in this dark world, if he wanted to quit again, it was too late, and it was difficult to support until that time.

Roar!

The demon lion roared, deafening, and the demonic aura swept like a cold wind.

"Be careful!"

Han Xu let out a low snort, obviously the demon lion was also very cunning, as a demon beast, he had a higher intelligence than ordinary beasts, so he was eyeing Wang Qingyuan, obviously feeling that this young man was not injured, and he was the most threatening.

The fishy wind blows in your face, and you are a few feet away in a snap of your fingers.

Wang Qingyuan didn't move, Han Xu squeezed the hilt of the sword and was about to make a move, but immediately, he was stunned, because he saw Wang Qingyuan slowly raise his right hand, as if he grabbed it in the air, the dark red long hair of the demon lion that pounced stood up, and the white lion's eyes showed a look of horror, his limbs were volleying, and he struggled violently, but it was useless, and the huge body that was nearly two feet long shrank to the size of only a grain of rice in an instant, fell into Wang Qingyuan's palm, and disappeared.

couldn't help but rub his eyes with his free hand, Han Xu was a little stunned, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, he even had some doubts about whether he was hallucinating, but the tingling pain in his shoulder that was gradually numb clearly told him that everything in front of him was not illusory, but real.

But how could such a big demon lion disappear into the palm of a person's palm like that, Han Xu couldn't figure it out.

The boundary was dark, Wang Qingyuan withdrew his hand, and it seemed that there was nothing in front of him.

Woo!

In the darkness in the distance, there were low whimpering sounds from time to time, and a pair of scarlet or dark green eyes disappeared, even with the cruelty and cunning of demon beasts, they were also shocked, such means, even if they were demonic no matter how heavy, they also felt a fear from the depths of their hearts.

Before he could react, Han Xu saw that the palm that belonged to Wang Qingyuan was pressed against the wound on his shoulder like lightning, and it was closed with a touch, and the demonic qi that had begun to penetrate into the flesh and blood of the skin membrane had disappeared in an instant.

"Thank you. ”

Coming back to his senses, Han Xu's tone was a little dry, speaking of which, this was the second time, and he didn't know what to say in such a dangerous situation.

The most important thing is that he can't see through the young man in front of him more and more, and when he wants to speak again, Wang Qingyuan's figure has already disappeared, and between breaths, he has disappeared into the thick demon mist.

Deep in the Darkness.

Removing the layers of demon mist, you can see a round of bright sun hanging high above the nine heavens, the grass on the earth is blue, the breeze is gusting, and there are many unknown flowers, full of colors, swallowing and fragrant, and the air is flowing with white mist, as if it is a fairyland.

And in the center of this fairyland, there are five conjoined mountains, high and low, each of which is very steep, the shortest one is five or six hundred zhang high, and the cliffs are like knives and axes chiseled, with sharp edges and corners.

Flowers are in full bloom, and a young man walks among them, his face is handsome, his back is ethereal, and he is carrying a red jade long sword, but his eyes are very cold, even if the sun is shining, he seems to be discouraged when he comes to him. He was like a god who had descended from the heavens and traveled to the human world, with black hair like a waterfall, scattered in front of him. Everywhere you go, the petals are flying, crystal like rain.

After half a stick of incense.

As soon as he practiced the pure white robe, he was stained with a little blood, and Gu Yuejian's eyebrows were slightly raised, looking at the back that was gradually disappearing in the white mist in the distance. A pair of eyes are bright, and even a little longing.

"Chixiao Sword Lord Yu Hongfei is talented. When he was only ten years old, he was recognized by the Chixiao Sword as the master, and was respected as the contemporary sword master by the Chixiao Sword Sect, and now fifteen, the "Nanli Xuanyang Sword Sutra" has reached the eighth layer, and at a young age, it has been famous in all directions......"

Gu Yue whispered, rubbing the white jade pendant in his hand, and the jade pendant was no longer as white as mutton fat. Instead, it was stained with a layer of blood.

After another stick of incense.

At the edge of this pure land, the demonic qi collapsed violently, as if a black hole had appeared, and it was a moment. The demon mist within a radius of dozens of zhang was swallowed up, revealing a clean path, and a young man walked calmly, his dark blue robe was lightly raised, and he stepped on this peaceful land.

Flowers are in full bloom. The blades of grass were fragrant, but Wang Qingyuan didn't care, his eyes fell on the five vicissitudes of life in the distance.

At the first glance of these five mountains, Wang Qingyuan felt that the sense of uneasiness in the dark had climbed to an extreme, although he could not grasp the spiritual power, but this premonition in the dark was still strong.

Call!

The body is like a strong wind, Wang Qingyuan does not pity the flowers and plants, where he passes, the strong wind cuts, the petals fly, scattered, broken to the ground.

After half a cup of tea, standing under the five mountains, Wang Qingyuan looked up at the five peaks towering to the sky, the peaks were submerged in layers of clouds and mist, and he couldn't see the reality clearly.

There are five mountains, and there is only one mountain road, which goes straight to the middle peak.

After a little sense, Wang Qingyuan did not hesitate and stepped on the first quaint bluestone steps.

......

On the 660th stone staircase.

Gu Yue looked up at the floating mountain mist, and in the haze, a fiery red back could be faintly seen, standing on the 723rd stone step.

"I actually have such a concentration and not be moved by all kinds of external evils. ”

As soon as he crossed a stone staircase, Gu Yue breathed a sigh of relief and saw the scene in front of him.

On this middle peak, it seems to be the place leading to inheritance, there are a total of 1,000 stone steps, and every time you step on a stone step, you will be subjected to many external evils, not about physical flesh and blood, but a test of the invisible state of mind.

Refining the body first, and then refining the spirit, Gu Yue became more and more determined, this is a big road to the realm of the immortal road.

It's just that the only thing that makes Gu Yue a little unacceptable is that a stick of incense has passed now, not only has he failed to catch up with Yu Hongfei in front of him, the gap between the two is still widening, a fifteen-year-old boy, even if he was born in the Holy Land of Kendo, all kinds of resources are supplied, and he is also a disciple of the Daomen Sect who has carved the life card seriously, with a solid family background, and all kinds of pills and silver are supplied, and now he has been accepted as a true disciple by a generation of Yuan Shen Zhenren, and he is still a lot behind in the test of his state of mind.

At the foot of the mountain.

As soon as he stepped on the first stone step, Wang Qingyuan felt that the stars were shifting in front of him, and all the mountain peaks and stone steps disappeared, replaced by a blood-colored cage, he was standing in the cage, and in front of him was a demon tiger dripping with saliva with a fiery red mane and scarlet eyes.

Dreamland!

As soon as Wang Qingyuan's mind moved, he knew it in his heart, and at this time, he felt the long-lost spiritual power fluctuation, and it once again dispersed from the Ancestral Divine Court.

"This is to test the spiritual will, the practice of state of mind, and the sharpening of the heart of seeking the Tao. ”

Wang Qingyuan muttered, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a touch of playfulness.

Roar!

The demon tiger roared angrily, and the demonic aura swept like a cold wind.

What a real fantasy!

Wang Qingyuan's eyes were like torches, he practiced the art of confusing the mind, and immediately checked and filled in the gaps from this illusion, and found many of his own shortcomings, looking at the scarlet blood mouth close at hand in front of him, hideous fangs, Wang Qingyuan's heart moved, he urged his spiritual power, and as soon as his palm turned over, he outlined and concluded a five-color furnace.

Observing and forging one's own power, almost ten percent of the godforms of this five-color furnace are revealed, just like real existence.

However, contrary to Wang Qingyuan's expectations, outlining and concluding this five-color furnace actually consumed nearly half of his spiritual power, but as soon as it was concluded, it no longer continued to consume his spirit, and it seemed that he had become an independent spiritual individual.

Airplanes!

The next moment, the palm-sized lid of the five-color furnace was lifted, and an irresistible devouring force fixed the demon tiger, swallowing it at once, and the furnace shook lightly, and it was refined, and there was no vitality to refine it, but this time, it was a wisp of cool airflow, following the spiritual path connected by the five-color furnace, into the ancestral divine court.

"This is, the pure spiritual power of the ownerless!"

As soon as his heart was shocked, Wang Qingyuan immediately felt that the spiritual power consumed was recovering to a degree visible to the naked eye, but soon, this trace of pure spiritual power was absorbed, and the spiritual power consumed before was also recovered by two or three points.

The illusion was shattered, and Wang Qingyuan saw the long bluestone steps in front of him again.

With a bright look in his eyes, Wang Qingyuan stepped on the second stone step, and this time, what appeared in front of him was a two-headed demon tiger, and four bloody eyes were eyeing each other.

As soon as the five-colored furnace was thrown, the mouth of the furnace was enlarged, and before the two demon tigers could react, they were included in it, refined into ashes, and two pure spiritual powers were injected into the divine court, and the spiritual power was immediately restored to sixty percent.

The third stone step, the three-headed demon tiger, the fourth stone step, the four-headed demon tiger, until the tenth step, becomes a demon elephant.

The demon elephant is an extremely terrifying existence among the demon beasts, with majestic strength, more than a thousand catties, plus the hard skin all over the body, it is difficult to pierce with ordinary swords, and ordinary cultivators who have not yet built a foundation have encountered it, and it is almost a lifeless end.

Even so, in such an illusion, everything is extremely real, but Wang Qingyuan doesn't care at all, the five-color furnace is suspended overhead, the lid of the furnace is lifted, and the power of yin and yang differentiation is great, which is the power of reenactment of chaos in the groundbreaking, plus the second profound spiritual power of Wang Qingyuan's "Time Knife" is blessed on the god form of the furnace, and it is even more overwhelming.

Half a stick of incense past.

On the eight hundred and ninety-third stone steps, as strong as Gu Yue also gasped slightly, his face was slightly pale, this kind of pure test of state of mind concentration, even if he was a Jindan Sect Master who had set foot in the spiritual realm, most of them would feel difficult.

Because it is not the spiritual power that is bred to resist all external evils, some monks are in an unstable state of mind, relying on the deep cultivation of the realm of dragons and tigers to open up the ancestral acupuncture, and the spiritual power is born, but it makes the external evil have a goal, infiltrate layer by layer, imperceptibly, and finally once it erupts, it will be instantly doomed, and it is impossible to even save it.

Looking up, that Sword Dao Tianjiao, a masterpiece of a generation, the world-famous Chixiao Sword Master, had already reached the ninety-third stone step.

It's so fast!

This kind of degree made Gu Yue feel powerless, and it was precisely because he had come this far that he understood how much external evil invasion and test he needed to endure after walking through so many stone steps in such a short time, and it was really terrifying to be able to recover so quickly, and the firmness of his state of mind and concentration was really terrifying.

Wait a minute!

Gu Yue noticed some strange fluctuations in the hazy clouds behind him, and when he suddenly turned around, he saw a familiar figure standing on the 698th stone step.

"Wang Qingyuan!"

Frowning slightly, Gu Yue was suspicious in his heart, he had returned just before the half-burnt incense, and there was no one on the five or six hundred stone steps that could be seen clearly behind him, why did the half-burnt incense pass, and this young man appeared in the place where there were less than two hundred stone steps behind him.

Hell yes!

His heart jumped, and he faintly had a hint of foreboding.