This step he took also attracted the attention of everyone, especially the core disciples.

"Senior Brother Yun, you ......"

After Yan Fei saw the purple-robed young man take a step towards the Purple Gold Throne, he immediately spoke softly.

"I want to try it, this Purple Gold Throne can be touched with my modest strength, even if it can't, I have no regrets!"

The purple-robed young man stared at the crystal skeleton on the throne, a slight smile on his face.

And as soon as he said this, Yan Fei also had a hint of the urge to give it a try, after all, they were core disciples, if they didn't get anything, wouldn't it be a shame to go home empty-handed.

Then she also walked towards the throne, and after Gu Ye and Lu Shen pondered for a while, they also took steps.

After Fang Hong saw this scene at this moment, he shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly, and walked out of the crowd.

Zhou Qian saw that the senior brothers and sisters were walking towards the throne one after another, and he also had a desire in his heart, and he also wanted the power of the rules, although he couldn't bear it now.

It was at this time that the crystal skeleton seemed to have a spirit, and the royal realm aura on its body exploded instantly, filling the entire inverted hanging mountain for a while, and the breath was like a master, looking down on all beings, and then the breath turned into thousands of light rains, scattered and returned, like a galaxy falling to the ground.

So that not only the core disciples, but everyone here can feel that breath, this is simply an unprecedented opportunity!

Many disciples are scrambling to compete for that light rain, for them, this is the best creation given to them by the Phantom Mountain Realm, as for the leader, they don't want to do it at all, after all, there are core disciples in front, if they want to grab it, it is difficult to climb to the sky.

"Sure enough, existence is truth!"

The moment the purple-robed young man saw the countless light rain, he had a trace of confidence in seizing the throne, and his steps were faster, walking towards the throne, although he had the power of repulsion, but compared with the terrifying pressure that Bai Yan faced before, it was weakened countless times.

Zhou Qian saw countless light and rain scattered, and a wisp of rule power was so terrifying, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and he had an infinite yearning for the strongest level of the king realm!

He also walked towards the Purple Gold Throne, he was not sure that he would be able to touch the throne, after all, it was a symbol of the strongest royal realm, even if it was a phantom, it was weakened countless times, but after all, it was the power of the rules.

At this moment, at the forefront was the purple-robed young man, his pace was fast, and he was also closest to the throne, and the long sword on his back made a dragon roar under the pressure.

Yan Fei followed behind the purple-robed young man at the moment, followed by Gu Ye and Lu Shen, the order before and after was almost the same as before, Zhou Qian was at the end, he could clearly feel the coercion, he could bear it, as for how far he could go, he was not sure.

After a while, the purple-robed young man's pace stopped, the long sword on his back also stopped buzzing, his face was sweaty, his breathing was short, and his eyes showed essence, faintly unwilling.

He has reached the limit, and it is difficult to advance an inch!

But his eyes were still looking at the throne in front of him, the throne was only one zhang away, he wanted to use all his strength to impact, but the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted, and now he didn't even have the strength to take a step, but he didn't retreat, just stood in place.

And the few people behind him, the moment he stopped, also stopped one after another, and seemed to have reached their limit.

Except for Zhou Qian, although he was behind a few people at the moment, the coercion was not enough to make it difficult for him to move an inch, he walked towards the throne step by step, slowly surpassing Fang Hong, Gu Ye, and Lu Shen.

But his steps became heavier and heavier, and when he walked to Yan Fei's side, his breathing became rapid, and his body was a little unstable.

The moment Yan Fei saw Zhou Qian come here, a trace of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, and there was a hint of expectation.

Yan Fei nodded towards Zhou Qian and smiled slightly.

As soon as Zhou Qian saw his senior sister like this, he immediately turned around and hugged his fists and bowed.

When he bowed, Yan Fei's face was even more surprised.

Then Zhou Qian continued to move forward, his steps were heavy, comparable to the last distance of Qingshan Baishan Road.

"Whew~"

Zhou Qian took a deep breath, he seemed to have reached the limit, one step ahead of him was the purple-robed young man, he operated the spiritual power in his body, and the source of life and death was almost exhausted by him, he took a difficult step and was together with the purple-robed young man.

"Senior Brother Zhou Qian, you have only been able to come to such a point in the early stage of the True Realm, and your talent has already surpassed mine, and you can even be compared to the head master!"

The purple-robed young man looked at Zhou Qian beside him and spoke softly, his tone was full of humility, and there was even a hint of envy.

You must know that he is a disciple of the head of the sect, and if he can recognize Zhou Gan, he has already admitted that Zhou Gan's talent is above him.

This is a noble quality for a person who is called Tianjiao by others, Tianjiao has a proud backbone, and it is even more valuable to be able to recognize and recognize others.

After Zhou Qian heard the words of the purple-robed young man, he already knew in his heart that this person was a person from Flying Immortal Peak, although he also guessed that after all, the one who could be in the first place among the core disciples must be a person from Flying Immortal Peak!

"Senior brother is too modest, I'm just lucky!"

Zhou Qian heard the purple-robed young man's humble words, and immediately spoke softly, and then bowed to him with a fist.

Zhou Qian stopped at this moment and didn't go any further, because he didn't want to move forward, and it seemed to be at the limit, even if he tried his best, he could only take three steps, and there was still some distance from the Purple Gold Throne.

He just stood like this, silently looking at the purple gold throne, and now the crystal light on the crystal skeleton is becoming more and more bright, Zhou Qian was attracted by the light, and looked at it blankly, and the crystal light seemed to have a magical power, sucking Zhou Gan's mind away, Zhou Gan's mind roared, and the picture immediately changed.

It was a dark sky, the earth was vast, and above it there was endless thunder, and there was a surging lightning that stirred the clouds and made a sneering sound.

The rain was pouring down, and above this mid-air stood a middle-aged man with loose hair, let the rain wash away, holding a long sword in his hand, but it was broken, without the tip of the sword, the rain rolled down the sword body, making a crisp sound.

"Is it because I have regrets in my heart, or do I have a love ...... the sword in my hand?"

The middle-aged man whispered to himself at this moment, the lightning and thunder above the sky didn't seem to be in his eyes, he just held the broken sword in his hand, silent.

At this moment, on the earth, a red robe suddenly appeared, which was particularly dazzling in the rain, and it could be seen that it was a woman, with a haggard face, but it was still a country and a city, with an indescribable beauty.

She walked on the earth at the moment, did not look up at the middle-aged man in mid-air, just walked quietly, the rain wet her red clothes, but she was unmoved, gradually, her figure became more and more distant, until she disappeared out of sight, she did not say a word from beginning to end, as if she did not belong to this world.

"So that's what you're thinking......"

The middle-aged man looked at the red clothes, his eyes were complicated, and he sighed.

Then he immediately looked at the sky, the breath on his body exploded instantly, and suddenly a terrifying force directly overturned the clouds, he went towards the sky, the breath on his body gradually rose, and there seemed to be no end, like a god descending.

Although the long sword in his hand was pointless, there was an earth-shattering sword aura that permeated the surroundings, causing the air to hiss and collapse.

"Red, I'm going!"

The middle-aged man sighed, and then the long sword in his hand rose to the sky, directly slashing the sky, and the sword immediately turned into a thousand rays of light, cutting the sky, the clouds collapsed directly, and a slender opening spread from here to the sky, endlessly!

The middle-aged figure paused, and then with a clear roar, he stepped on the crack, and in the corner of the crack, a purple gold throne appeared!