As he approached the first stone pillar, the wind cleared and stopped.

Visually, there were only ten steps, but these ten steps, step by step crisis, made his heart tremble, and he didn't dare to take another step forward.

"Ten steps down, it's all killing. ”

He stared at the last ten steps, the palm-sized platform, which was different from the previous walk, and these ten paragraphs had a touch of incomprehensible inscriptions.

Ge's, he seemed to lose his eyes, stepped forward, stepped on the first piece, at that moment, he was shaken, his body shook violently, as if he was about to fall.

This shaking suddenly made people from all over the world pinch a cold sweat for it, and under the storm, it was inevitable that the feet would be slippery.

But the cost of this slide is very great, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed, and you will never be able to live forever, but just when everyone thought he was about to fall, he stopped steadily.

Sure enough, the slippery nature of the last ten steps was gradually increasing, not so much a crisis, but a growing force of concussion from him. ”

Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, if it was just like this, I was afraid that it would not be difficult for him, thinking of this, he would run the mana to his feet.

Like a nail with a barb, he came out quickly in ten steps, and his speed was so fast, as if he was moving directly, and the feeling of wind and rain fluttering was really frightening.

"What, what happened before!"

Everyone exclaimed, looking at the speed of the wind clearing, one by one their faces were puzzled, you must know that this third article has the title of Tiantiao, how can he be so fast in such a desperate situation?

"Could it be that he is so powerful that even Tiantiao can't stop him?"

Everyone sighed incomparably, their eyes were full of awe, it seemed to have witnessed the growth of a generation of demon gods, and it was also a myth, after all, if he entered the city of sin, he would be eternally marked with the mark of the demon path.

And just as he stepped on the first stone pillar, the moment his footsteps fell, the statue of the sealed beast at the top of the stone pillar suddenly came to life.

A powerful force derived from its body, reaching the feet of Feng Qingyang, and at the moment of arrival, it was like a waterfall that went straight down three thousand zhang, directly penetrating from the soles of his feet, and suddenly entered his body.

This power does no harm, but it has a peculiar rule, that is, when entered, a concussive force is generated, and this concussive force resonates with the shaking of the chains below.

It made Feng Qingyang tremble violently, and he was about to fall at any time, and he originally thought that he would have a chance to rest for a while when he stepped on the first stone pillar, but now it seems that the crisis has increased a lot.

Despite this, he did not relax his vigilance, but after raising his foot, he felt the power of shock in his body, and suddenly, he stepped the chain under his feet.

Under this step, the concussive power that originally entered his body was instantly shocked out by the wind Qingyang, and it came out directly from under his feet, and it was returned to the statue of the sealing beast on the stone pillar.

At that moment, the iron lock was in the air, and there was a loud sound, and the outer layer of the Sealed Beast Statue fell off, and it seemed that it was about to explode immediately, but just as it was shaking, a fluctuation visible to the naked eye erupted from the mouth of the Sealed Beast.

Feng Qingyang couldn't dodge it, and happened to be completely enveloped by it, and at the moment of enveloping, the third iron chain shook rapidly, accompanied by a beastly roar.

He turned his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked at a certain person behind him in an instant, but he was wearing a hat, although he turned back, no one knew, the smoke and rain were hazy, he was like a flat boat in the sea, and he was in danger of being destroyed at any time.

"What's wrong with him?"

Huzi said in a deep voice, after all, he only rotated the ninth sound, and he didn't step on this third chain, above the heavenly strip, if he really wanted to ask someone, only the eldest disciple of the Nine Heavenly Palace, Qian Yanli, this person was the one who stepped on the third one.

But he didn't see the end of the dragon, even if he was a tiger, after entering the Nine Heavens, he had only met a few times.

"There are three heavenly strips, the first is the thirty-nine heavenly tribulations, I don't know the details, only the senior brother, I remember hearing him vaguely mention it before, and the next sixty-nine heavenly tribulations, as well as the long-lasting heavenly tribulations, are all aimed at the divine soul. If his spirit is strong, he will not be affected by this, on the contrary, if he fails, even the master will not want to save him from the abyss. ”

And at the moment when he swayed, in the crowd in the distance, Xuan Chen pinched the seal with one hand, hiding behind Chunyang, his eyes kicked, and a cold air swam along the iron chain, and in an instant came to Feng Qingyang's feet.

Subsequently, the rapid shock, the iron chain that had just stopped, in the wind and rain, appeared extraordinarily strong.

Feng Qingyang is not a fool, standing in place, he was able to offset the power from the Sealed Beast Statue, but he instantly suffered a cold aura again.

This cold qi did not enter his body, but it instantly froze his legs, making him lose his original concentration, and under the cold, ice gradually appeared on the soles of his feet.

The ice cube did not stick to him, but made him even more unstable, and when he slid it instantly, it suddenly exploded completely, and the impact force born at that moment made Feng Qingyang shake for a while.

"Hmph, sure enough, someone wants to yin me. ”

Immediately turned around again, his eyes scanned the crowd, and when he saw the Xuan Chen behind the crowd, his eyes froze, and he suddenly had an answer in his heart.

"The Art of Cause and Effect!"

With a low shout, the mana operated, and his treasure was solemn, like a generation of Buddhist monks, with light under his feet, and as soon as he stepped on the spot, a powerful force erupted from his body, and went up along the cold qi that came before.

The impact made the chain clang, and the ice under his feet cracked instantly.

Everyone wondered, why Feng Qingyang would use spells in the midst of a crisis, didn't he deliberately put himself in danger?

However, at this time, Xuan Chen, who was hidden in the crowd, snorted, stepped back, and looked at the man with the hat on the chain, and his heart was even more affirmed.

His face was pale, and he seemed to have aged countless years in an instant, and if the wind was clear, he would definitely be able to block it if he used it normally.

But this time it was different, this causal technique, at the moment of casting, went against the iron chain, enveloping the power of the first stage of the Three Nine Heavenly Tribulations, and suddenly superimposed countless times when it was pushed up.

That day's power was extremely strange, even he could only resist it, and even so, he still felt a strong sense of weakness.

"If you want to plot against me, it depends on whether you have enough strength!"

Feng Qingyang's eyes were like lightning, and the gaze hidden under the hat was extremely ruthless, and no one could see his qi qi except Huzi and Jiuqiu.

Immediately retracted his gaze and stared at the stone pillar again, at the same time, Jiuqiu and Huzi glanced at each other, and glanced at the people at the back of the crowd.

"Is that him?"