The competition below has come to the point of white heat, but He Yinuo has always waited and seen what happens. This time the appearance of the dome wind, there are a total of seventy-two steps, and now the highest one is the old way of a phantom tribulation.

He stopped on the twenty-second floor, and when he came out, his whole temperament was completely new, and he left the place with an unconcealable excitement and excitement.

In addition, there is another person, who is a young woman, about seventeen or eighteen, but her cultivation has come to the first peak of the illusion realm, the first step of the illusion realm, not to mention others, even Mu Bingyu, who cultivates to an ordinary level, can also see that her cultivation is introverted and her talent is excellent, so after that old way, she has become the target of all attention.

Most of the spectators in the illusion were speculating about whether she would be able to break the record held by the old way, and most of the low-level monks wanted to seize the opportunity to worship her as a teacher, so invisibly, people were full of expectations for her.

And she lived up to expectations, and it seemed that she stepped on ten steps without much effort, and then with all her might, she stepped ten steps again and came to the twentieth floor.

The crowd below was dumbfounded for a moment, and then there was an uproar at the eruption, and it was as they expected to step up to the twenty floors, but this speed was greatly beyond their expectations, and after a while, there were bursts of cheers, as if they also wanted to see what the limit of the cultivators within the dome wind was.

However, the noise of the outside world was particularly harsh in her ears at this moment, and she was complaining in her heart at this moment, Fang Cai's rapid ascent seriously overdrew her cultivation, and even when she stepped on the twentieth step, her consciousness actually appeared in a trance for a moment.

She took out an elixir from her bosom and swallowed it, staying on the twentieth layer, adjusting her breath, and brewing for the next breakthrough.

And she also knew in her heart that since she entered the twentieth layer, she felt the changes in her body's cultivation, and even the change of will, as if the filth in her cultivation was purified, leaving only the essence.

And with her stagnation, the people below began to talk about it, and some even let out bursts of ridicule, saying that the rapid ascent of Dao Cai was just grandstanding, not its real level, and now if it was forced to go up, it could only end up being killed by the wind of the dome.

However, just a moment after the sound of doubt, the woman took another step, stepping on the twenty-first step of the ground, and then after a moment of adjustment, she stepped up the twenty-second step of the ground, which was level with the old man. And that doesn't seem to have reached her ceiling.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded, and when she reached the twenty-third step, the brief silence turned into a long-lasting applause.

At this moment, under the interference of the firmament wind, the cultivation of the Dao Law in his original body turned into a thin needle gossamer and drilled into the various meridians of her body, devouring the Dao Law that originally belonged to her own while remaining in her body.

However, although she tried her best to suppress it, it was in vain, and even the power of the pill was eaten away, at this moment, she regretted the step she had just taken, one step was the turning point of her life, and the next moment, she spat blood from her mouth, her consciousness was confused, and her body was cultivated into a backlash, turning into a cloud of blood mist in the wind of the dome.

This sudden change surprised everyone, a smell of blood that was about to vomit came to their noses, everyone was dumbfounded, and the back looked at each other, shook their heads regretfully, and the tragic situation of the river of blood floating under the wind of the dome made everyone's worship and desire for it turn into awe again.

The wind of the dome gradually began to come from top to bottom, the void dissipated, and the crowd began to disperse, all beings in various states, each with their own hearts at the moment.

And at this moment, He Yinuo left Mu Bingyu and came to the wind of the dome, and slowly entered it, and the wind of the dome seemed to solidify again with his entry and return to its place!

I don't know who called out first, everyone stopped to look back, through the layers of snow, vaguely they found that there was a figure in the wind of the dome, stepping up step by step, the speed was slow, the pace was steady, there was no exaggeration, any artificiality, just step by step, never stopped.

1st, 2nd,,, 20th, 21st,,, 30th, 31st,,, 40th, 41st,,,

The calm and undisturbed actions, one step at a time, made everyone hold their breath, no applause, no ridicule, no questioning, only permanent silence, for fear that a noise would disturb this calm scene.

He Yinuo strode into it, walking on the ground, everything here was not so strange to him. In the sea of extinction back then, Feng Qiongzong, He Yinuo once completed the sublimation and transformation of cultivation in the wind dome, and obtained the protection of the dome.

He didn't know how the wind of this dome had anything to do with the wind dome of the Sea of Annihilation, but at this moment he walked in it, and under the fusion and penetration of the dome wind, there was no hindrance. And the wind of the dome is like an upgraded version of the wind dome, it can not only give the improvement of cultivation, but also can cleanse people's hearts and wills, and awaken the consciousness buried by the dust.

And as He Yinuo's pace continued to advance, the wind of the dome erupted with the most gorgeous light, embellishing the sky shrouded in night with dazzling brilliance, and the snow dance was enchanting, extending for tens of thousands of miles.

Fifty floors, fifty-one floors,,, sixty floors, sixty-first floors,,, seventy-first floors, seventy-first floors, seventy-one floors, seventy-two floors!! the wind of the dome was covered by a brilliant light, dazzling for a moment, making people look sideways, and everything disappeared from view.

At the same time, in the Tiangang Era, the one who belonged to He Yinuo in the thirteen lives of the Heavenly Dao suddenly opened his eyes, and the soul that had been taken away from them, the sleeping will, awakened at the same time at this moment.

Mu Bingyu was stunned in place, at this moment, he suddenly noticed that a hand grabbed his right hand, and when her eyes adjusted, she found that it was He Yinuo's face, which was as familiar as it was back then, but it was a little more vicissitudes.

"Let's go, let's leave this place!" He Yinuo looked at Mu Bingyu and said softly.

Mu Bingyu nodded, at this moment, she had a sense of security that she had never felt before, no longer so lonely and helpless, just like the moment of life and death in the afterlife world.

The two left quietly, leaving behind a crowd full of anticipation.

The cold wind gradually stops, the waves gradually subside, away from the noisy crowd, away from the hustle and bustle, accompanied by the falling snow, walking with heaven and earth, and gaining inner purity and peace.

He Yinuo and Mu Bingyu returned to the top of the mountain behind the riverside village, the night was clear, the moon and stars were scarce, the snow was white, and there were a little sparks in the village, which was peaceful.

"Bingyu, do you know what kind of changes happened here back then, why did the village become such a miserable state?" He Yinuo has already found himself after the baptism of the wind of the dome, and his heart is not shocked, but when he mentions the incident back then, he still has a pain in his heart.

The ancestors have clouds, and only by being enlightened can they see through everything and let it go through. It's just that the vicissitudes of the world, the ups and downs of the world, but how can it be worthy of the glimmer of light in my heart, who can see through it?

When Mu Bingyu heard this, his expression darkened, and he shook his head, "I left a few days after you left, and I haven't returned here for several years, but I never thought that such a sudden change would occur. ”

"When you left, did you find anything unusual?" He Yinuo's face was solemn, and there was no clue about the incident so far.

Mu Bingyu recalled for a moment, looked at him, and shook his head again, there was a flash of disappointment on He Yinuo's face, and then after a while, Mu Bingyu suddenly remembered something, "Yinuo, I'll show you something." ”

He Yinuo saw her take out a bundle of well-tied small brown cloth bags from her sleeves, and she opened the cloth bag, revealing the black silty sand-like thing in it, which could be mistaken for ordinary dust if she didn't look closely. However, this seemingly inconspicuous black silt faintly revealed a strange force, and even He Yinuo had never encountered this strange power.

He Yinuo put his hand into the cloth bag, and the tentacles were only like ordinary sand powder, and there was nothing unusual.

"I don't know how long after the tragedy in Riverside Village happened, but when I left, I found these things in the Shanshui Pavilion ten miles away from Riverside Village, and I collected some of them just out of curiosity, I don't know if these things are related to the tragedy in Riverside Village?"

When He Yinuo heard this, he thought for a moment, but he didn't have the slightest clue, but now he seemed to have found a breakthrough, and he had an inexplicable premonition that the source of all this should be hidden in those unknown continents in the west of the afterlife, in the unknown world, or even farther, from the land of eternal life!

"Yinuo, Yinuo," Mu Bingyu looked at He Yinuo, who was a little stunned, and interrupted.

He Yinuo came back to his senses and looked at Mu Bingyu, but found that her face seemed to be flushed, and she became a little shy for a moment, he knew in his heart, but instead asked, "Bingyu, have you found that person for so many years?"

This sudden remark made Mu Bing pause for a moment, and after a while, he lowered his head shyly and whispered softly, "No, it may be that I haven't recognized him all along." ”

Then she looked up and secretly looked at He Yinuo's face, and when she found that He Yinuo was also looking at her, this time she didn't avoid his gaze again, she hoped that the familiar figure and familiar eyes would appear in her eyes again.

It's just that He Yinuo saw through her eyes that it was not her own face, but the kind of eyes hidden under the chaotic demon mask, and at this moment, he understood that maybe she was just a dependence on herself, or for herself under that mask.