Huan Yin has not stopped since he took three steps at a time, and he has continued to do so, and the speed of climbing has reached an unprecedented level.

It's just that it's obviously not easy to do this, and there is already blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, which is a sign that he has a slight internal injury under the pressure. However, he still had a bloodthirsty look on his face, and he didn't seem to care about such an injury at all.

No one can understand how Huan Yin did this, he is even injured, and he is still forcibly holding on in that way. What they don't know is that Huan Yin has suffered too many injuries in the past years, and he often has to find a glimmer of life when he is seriously injured and dying.

Therefore, as long as he is not dead, he can move and will not fall, and now this kind of injury is like a common thing for them!

The distance of two hundred steps passed in a flash, and even the people in the square didn't say a word, Huan Yin was already standing in the position of the seven hundred and first order.

Everyone was stunned, and the white-robed and red-haired figure was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, making it difficult for them to forget in their lives.

Huan Yin had already surpassed all the Purple Yin Sect monks on the thousand-step ladder, and now, the few Purple Yin Sect monks who were left behind him had also stopped advancing, looking at the crazy Huan Yin in a daze. They know that they are inferior to that person!

The divine consciousness that came out of the Ziyin Sect and gathered on Huan Yin's body had already exceeded more than thirty. Suddenly, an unimaginably powerful divine consciousness rushed out from within the Ziyin Sect, and instantly hit Huan Yin's body, making Huan Yin, who wanted to continue to climb wildly, couldn't help but pause.

This divine consciousness did not have the slightest intention of harming Huan Yin. Its owner soon realizes that he has interfered with Huan Yin. Suddenly calmed down. All forces that could cause interference were withdrawn, and nothing was left behind, only mere observation.

At this moment, the more than thirty powerful divine consciousnesses that resided in Huan Yin's body before all retreated, and it seemed that none of them dared to stay on Huan Yin's body with the newly emerged divine consciousness, as if the moment the master of this divine consciousness appeared, those thirty or so people instantly gave up the idea of wanting to recruit Huan Yin. Because they know that Huan Yin is no longer enough to recruit at their level.

A slight smile appeared on Huan Yin's crazy face. He came to Ziyin Sect to make himself stronger, especially now that he is in a state full of murderous intent, the obsession with revenge in his heart is even heavier, so he couldn't be happier to have a strong person notice him.

Huan Yin moved again, only this time, he only took one step. He couldn't do it three steps again, even in his current state. Moreover, he didn't want to aggravate the injuries in his body. Because he knew he still had 300 steps to go.

But. To slow down means that he is constantly approaching the limit, approaching the limit of his current state. If he continued on this trend, he would probably still have to bend down on the thousand-step ladder.

In fact, throughout the ages, except for Lu Zhuan Zhenren, there is no one who has not bent down on the thousand-step ladder. The action of prostrating on the ground on the thousand-step ladder is like a disciple's bow to the sect and the seniors in the sect before entering the sect, so it is also called "worshipping the sect".

Baizong is a fact that has long been accepted by all those who want to join the Ziyin Sect, and for them, this is a matter of course. Moreover, they also had to worship. Even the vast majority of people, even if they worship, will not be able to enter the Ziyin Sect in the end.

Therefore, the saying "Ziyin crowns the world, and arrives first before entering the ceremony" is widely spread, and no one will feel disdain for people who bend down on the thousand-step ladder, because too many people don't even have the courage to step on the thousand-step ladder.

However, this kind of thinking of most people is not Huan Yin's own thoughts. For him, in this life, except for a very small number of existences such as Huan Gong, Duan Yun and Wuliangmen, which are enough for him to bow, even if he dies, he will not worship.

He came to join the Ziyin Sect this time, just to improve his strength, and he was not ready to worship any of the masters of the Ziyin Sect as a teacher, and even if Lu Jian agreed to accept him as a personal disciple, he would refuse. In his eyes, there is only one person in this life who deserves the name of his master, and that is Duan Yun, who has died. Therefore, he will not worship anyone else as a teacher, and he will not regard the Ziyin Sect as his own teacher. For him, the Ziyin Sect can only be a sect.

After a while, Huan Yin finally stepped on the seven hundred and eighty steps, and in front of him, there were only two hundred and twenty steps left. It's just that his body has already trembled so much that he can't do it, if it weren't for his crazy stubbornness, I'm afraid he would have bent down long ago.

"How hard his back was, he actually walked upright up more than seven hundred steps. This question has been haunted in the minds of all onlookers at this moment. Moreover, all the people present were secretly cheering for Huan Yin without exception, and they all hoped that Huan Yin could continue to walk like this, never touch the ground with his hands, and become the first person in the past and present to walk through the thousand-step ladder with only two feet like Lu Jian Zhenren.

Huan Yin has big beads of sweat on his forehead that keep falling, and blood is constantly dripping from the corners of his mouth, walking here is already his limit, he doesn't know how many steps his stubbornness can make him insist on walking like this.

"Blood?" Suddenly, Huan Yin saw blood dripping on the ground. The blood was a little strange, and it did not congaze after falling to the ground, and it did not enter the stone platform of the thousand-step ladder.

"By the way, I still have dragon blood!" Huan Yin suddenly reacted, what flowed from his body was the blood of the true dragon, and his strength had not been used up yet!

Huan Yin didn't hesitate any longer, and after staying for a while, he took another step forward, and at the same time, the blood in his body began to show signs of boiling.

Dragon's blood naturally does not belong to external forces, but to Huan Yin's own strength, so it is impossible for the Thousand Step Ladder to target Huan Yin.

Huan Yin reappeared the momentum of constantly stepping forward, and the dragon blood around him became more and more active, as if it was constantly beating in his body.

Finally, when he reached the eight-hundred-and-fiftieth step, his blood was completely boiling, and a new breath rose from his body again.

At the moment when this aura appeared, a vague blue phantom appeared behind Huan Yin at the same time. Everyone felt the strangeness coming from Huan Yin's body again, and they also saw the phantom, but now the phantom is really difficult to identify, and none of the people in the square have seen that breath.

Not only them, but even the Heavenly Divine Consciousness that had been locked on Huan Yin's body seemed to be confused. The Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, even the Heavenly Realm is extremely rare, how can the Human Realm see it?

Huan Yin did not pause, he continued to move forward, and with each step he took, the dragon qi emitted from his body became more and more obvious, and the blue phantom behind him became more condensed.

Finally, when he stepped on the nine-hundredth step, the phantom behind him was completely revealed for the first time, and although it was not very solid, it was enough for everyone to see what it was.

"Dragon!" exclaimed.

"It's the Divine Dragon, it's the legendary Nine Heavens Divine Dragon! How can there be a dragon's phantom behind him, is he a descendant of the dragon?"

"Is this aura even more terrifying than just now the breath of the divine dragon? the breath of the head of all spirits?"

"Who is he, why does he have the breath of a dragon on his body, dragons should not exist in the human world!"

"Roar!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind Huan Yin, who was already stepping on the ninth and thirty steps at this moment.

The dragon shadow behind Huan Yin had been completely condensed, and a lifelike blue dragon was following behind him and letting out a dragon's roar, which shook the sky, and even the divine consciousness that had been locked on Huan Yin's body shook with surprise.

"Roar!" After the dragon roar came out, a large number of roaring sounds were quickly heard in the Ziyin Sect, and these voices were all from the spirit beasts in the Ziyin Sect, as if they were all responding to their own king!

The prohibition that had been covering the periphery of the Ziyin Sect began to loosen, which was caused by the countless extremely strong spirit beasts in the Ziyin Sect showing their cultivation power at the same time.

However, soon a terrifying divine sense came out, and it also stayed on Huan Yin's body, obviously it was the divine dragon breath that came out of Huan Yin's body that attracted a Purple Yin Sect's heavenly power.

At the moment when Huan Yin was locked by this new divine consciousness, the endless roar in the Ziyin Sect also fell silent in an instant, as if it was suddenly suppressed by the owner of this divine consciousness. It is conceivable that this monk must be the supreme powerhouse of the Imperial Spirit Cultivator in the Purple Yin Sect.

However, before Huan Yin could continue to step forward, the third divine consciousness appeared. This divine consciousness is still extremely powerful, and Huan Yin can feel an extremely strong sword intent from the top of this divine consciousness, which makes the divine consciousness itself like a sharp sword, if it is not deliberately suppressed by the owner of the divine consciousness, I am afraid that Huan Yin will have the illusion of being pierced by the chaotic sword in an instant.

Huan Yin didn't know who the three great powers who locked him in right now were, but he knew that as long as he stepped through the thousand steps now, it meant that he could have at least three choices, three extraordinary choices.

Huan Yin knew that he would definitely be able to become stronger here. If one day he could cultivate to the cultivation height of the master of the three divine senses locked on him at this moment, then the destruction of the One Sword Peak would probably only be in his thoughts!

"Go on!" Huan Yin took another step, and the dragon behind him also churned. There is still the last seventy ranks, and he can join the Ziyin Sect, or rather, it is beyond doubt that he will join the Ziyin Sect.

It's just that in the last seventy steps, can he still do it without his hands? )