150 What the hell is it for

Although he said it with a smile, he sighed in his heart, and it was clear that this was a road to death from the audition battlefield, but even so, it still made countless people crazy, and they all firmly believed that they could climb to the top.

If it were that simple, how could there be so many fewer people?

Lu Zhishen was still waiting for the wind to clear above, his bare head actually emitted a faint light in the night sky, the wind was clear, but his hands were non-stop, he kicked his feet and went up one meter again.

"Alas......"

In the endless void, there seemed to be a sigh, but this sigh seemed to be full of contempt and indifference to life, and those who climbed were not without life, because they would eventually be dead, and not even souls would be left.

And this qiē is just to win the competition, win the city lord's horse, and win the beauty.

"Is this qiē worth it?" the wind asked himself as he crawled, when there was such a slight change, it was destined that the wind would not climb to the top so lightly.

He remembered that Zhu Xuezhu blocked the fatal blow for himself in the dark night ghost market that day, and he remembered Zhu Xuezhu who fell full of blood in his arms, and his snow-white clothes were full of blood.

The red, which is extraordinarily bewitching, made him directly have a black silk and blood red, there is a way that the green silk turned white overnight, but he turned red, red like blood, what kind of hatred does it take to become like this.

At the foot of Tiandu Peak, there are countless people who have not climbed up, they are either more timid or cautious disciples of the major sects, or some loose cultivators whose cultivation is slightly weaker.

Looking at the people who are climbing up on the mountainside, like ants, ants are delusional to go to the sky, what a ridiculous joke.

"Boy, it should be yours, it's yours after all, you should face it, you still can't escape, since you can't escape, why don't you face it bravely?"

At the foot of the mountain, there was a sloppy old man, he sat in the shade of a tree, although it was night, but he could still see the situation above clearly, he was none other than the all-knowing old man Hou.

Everyone couldn't see his cultivation clearly, and it seemed that no matter where he went, he was in the early days of foundation building.

The light in his eyes flashed, turning into a cloud of green smoke and melting into the darkness without everyone noticing.

"Brother Lu, why did you come to climb this Tiandu Peak, where there is no life and death?" Feng Qingyang was silent for a long time, and finally asked in the dark night.

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and the people who were still whispering suddenly quieted down, although they were not at the same distance, they were all on the cliff of Tiandu Peak, like a person who was far away, but the voice was still heard clearly.

They were silent, as if Feng Qingyang's words had reached the heart, so they looked up at Feng Qingyang and Lu Zhishen at the same time, waiting for their answers, maybe they could solve their doubts.

Hearing this, Lu Zhishen was slightly distracted, and as soon as he gave it away in his hand, he almost fell down, and the originally seemingly sweaty and naïve seemed to become smart in an instant.

He wanted to stretch out his hand and wrap around his bare head, but he couldn't send it in his hand, and if he did, he would die!

Looking back at the wind Qingyang, I saw that he was looking at himself aggressively, and those bright eyes were like a star in the night, illuminating his heart.

"Why, why?" he said to himself.

After a while, he said loudly: "The Sprinkle family is not for the city lord's thousand catties, nor for the so-called horses, the Sprinkle family just wants to challenge themselves and break through their own ......" After speaking, he stopped making a sound.

His words spread throughout Tiandu Peak, immediately making the silent people even more silent.

Feng Qingyang's heart was even more shocked, he looked at Lu Zhishen in a daze, and saw that his eyes were pure and there was no magazine.

"This is just a man with a real temperament. He sighed, and when he saw the bodies of countless people die, and before they knew it, there was a crack in his numb heart.

Why is the cultivation realm bloody and cruel? Why is there such an endless fight? Why is it necessary to divide the righteous path and the demonic path?

What is righteousness and what is magic?

Killing demons is righteousness, killing people like hemp is demons.

"Then am I a demon?" Feng Qingyang suddenly fell into deep thought.

On this Tiandu Peak, everyone fell into silence, and the original heart of chasing fame and fortune cooled instantly.

Lu Zhishen's words deeply hit everyone's soft hearts, and even the crown prince of the Heavenly Demon Sect and Lu Xun fell into silence.

The entire Tiandu Peak, including the disciples below who had not climbed, fell silent.

For what? For what, for what, is it worth it? Just for this illusory fame and fortune, you have to gamble with your life?

"City Lord, I'm going to quit the competition and not participate!" On the cliff, a disciple suddenly began to shout loudly.

Whew~ When he heard his shout, a white cloud appeared in the sky out of thin air and enveloped it, and then sent it back to the foot of the mountain.

That's right, in this preliminary race of climbing Tiandu Peak, if you abstain, you will not die, on the contrary, you will be protected, and if you don't abstain, and then there is an accident halfway, you can only die.

The people on the mountainside were in an uproar, and when they saw someone leaving safely, a large part of them suddenly shook their hearts, and they looked at Lu Xun and others who were crawling in front with unwilling eyes, and finally sighed deeply and chose to abstain.

All of a sudden, the entire cliff remembered the sound of abstention from time to time, and there were only a few dozen of the original thousands of contestants left!

Dozens!

What kind of concept? Just because of a clear question, it caused such a big reaction, which no one could have imagined.

The only people left on the cliff were a group of people in the middle of the foundation, and they all struggled to climb above the clear wind.

Some of them are sect disciples, and some are casual cultivators, and they don't want to choose to abstain like the group of disciples below, because, if they win, they will ascend to the sky in one step, and in order to ascend to that day, even if they fight for their lives, it is worth it!

"Then what am I here for, for revenge?" Feng Qingyang asked himself, it was undeniable that his original intention of coming to the competition was just to use the power of Guiyuan City.

But when he met Qian Duoduo, his heart was quietly changing.

It was a simple woman, a woman who was brutal but not innocent, but she was an innocent woman.

Feng Qingyang's eyes gradually blurred, and two women appeared in his mind, one was Zhu Xuezhu, as soon as he thought of Zhu Xuezhu, he felt as if he was looking at him with concern by his side.

And thinking of Qian Duoduo, there was a heroic little woman in his eyes, Feng Qingyang had nothing to do with it, but she was innocent.

It was only because Feng Qingyang wanted to take advantage of the momentum of Yuan City that he was involved in his plan.

"Is it worth it? am I worth it?" Feng Qingyang began to roar in his heart, and eventually, a strong burst of qi erupted from him, creating a hurricane out of thin air in the dark night.

"It's worth it! It's worth it! For Xiaozhu, I'd rather be responsible for the world!"