Ning Caichen couldn't control his feet anymore and subconsciously stepped forward.

This is the hometown that Ning Caichen even dreams of returning, how can he not want to go in and have a look.

The same reaction as Ning Caichen was Ruan Xiong beside him, and even more intense than Ning Caichen's reaction.

A pair of starry eyes had become red at this moment, and the blue tendons on his cheeks were even more abrupt.

"Mother, third uncle, Ah Fa ....... ”

Unlike the scene presented in front of Ning Caichen, what Ruan Xiong saw was the soft family village where he had lived for a long time.

On the earthen wall that was more than a foot high, there were faces that I once knew well. On the periphery of the earthen wall sat rows of elders who had hugged them when they were children.

At the gate of Natu City, a middle-aged woman in her early thirties was standing, staring at Ruan Xiong with a pair of kind eyes.

"Mother. This middle-aged woman is the mother who died when Nguyen Hung was ten years old.

These faces and scenery seemed to have some kind of magic, making Ruan Xiong instantly throw away the defense in his heart.

Strode towards Tucheng.

In just a few breaths, Nguyen Hung had already stepped into the city.

Regarding Ruan Xiong's entry into the city, Ning Caichen on the side was unaware of it, and slowly walked towards the city in front of him like Ruan Xiong.

Soon Ning Caichen arrived in front of the city, and he only needed one step to enter the long-awaited ancient city of Chang'an.

Ning Caichen's right foot had already been raised, and he was about to step into the ancient city of Chang'an that he saw in the next moment.

However, at this moment, the white bone banner that was originally stored in the Qiankun bag by Ning Caichen suddenly flew out of the Qiankun bag without warning.

jumped in front of Ning Caichen.

The white banner was like a huge whirlpool, and as soon as it flew out, it swallowed a corner of the ancient city of Chang'an into the flag.

As a corner of the city wall was swallowed, the magnificent ancient city of Chang'an, which was originally full of people coming and going, was like a ball of flour, and it collapsed in an instant.

In just a few moments, the majestic walls were reduced to a puddle of powder.

"This?" The sudden collapse of the ancient city of Chang'an stunned Ning Caichen in place.

After a long time, Ning Caichen gradually came to his senses.

"Was Xi'an City an illusion just now?" Looking at the empty hillside in front of him for a long time, Ning Caichen finally came back to his senses.

"Xiyue had said before that she would see an ancient city at the end of the Infernal Illusion, and she also reminded us at that time that no matter what we saw, we should not step into the city for half a step, otherwise, we would be refined into a puppet by the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners. ”

Nodding his head and looking at his right foot in the air, Ning Caichen instantly broke out in a cold sweat, he had just almost stepped into the city controlled by the ten thousand ghost flags.

Looking up at the white bone banner hanging in the air in front of him again, Ning Caichen couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart, if the white bone banner didn't appear in time to stop him just now, I'm afraid he would have stepped into the ghost city that ten thousand ghost flags had conjured up.

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly popped into Ning Caichen's mind, could it be that this white bone banner really had something to do with the ten thousand ghost flags as Xiyue said.

Previously, when Xiyue saw that her white bone banner could absorb the Yuan Spirit, she had said that the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner also had the same ability. At that time, Xiyue guessed that her white bone banner was probably related to the ten thousand ghost flags.

Now it seems that I am afraid that I really expected that my white bone banner has a connection with the ten thousand ghost flags in this green and dark mountain.

Otherwise, the White Bone Banner would not have appeared in front of him when he was about to step into the city transformed by the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.

But if there is a connection, then what is the connection between the two?

The former was obtained by Ning Caichen from the hands of the Dongshan Divine Mother, while the latter was born from the condensation of the Yin Qi of the Netherworld Sinkhole.

It seems that they are two magic weapons that are incompatible.

Ning Caichen thought about it for a long time, but after all, it was fruitless. So I decided to give up thinking about it.

When he turned his head to look, he found that Ruan Xiong, who had been following him all along, had disappeared.

After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized that when I saw the ancient city of Chang'an just now, a majestic figure walked past me and went straight towards the ancient city of Chang'an.

This figure is not Ruan Xiong, and who is it.

It seems that Nguyen Hung has entered the City of the Dead.

As soon as he thought of this, Ning Caichen's face changed suddenly. A look of sadness appeared on his face, and he muttered

"Ruan Xiong, I hurt you. ”

However, because of Yan Chixia's previous experience, Ning Caichen did not immerse himself in grief for long this time.

After being silent for a long time, a touch of resoluteness flashed on Ning Caichen's face

"Ruan Xiong, don't worry, soon I will get the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags and release you from the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags. ”

After finishing speaking, Ning Caichen didn't stop for a moment, turned his head, and continued to walk towards the top of the Qingming Mountain.

Because of the sadness in his heart, Ning Caichen didn't know how long he had been gone.

I only know that after going around the former life city, I keep walking forward.

I don't know how long it took, but the road ahead finally came to an end.

At the end of the road, a sloping staircase leads to the end of the red cloud.

Ning Caichen stood at the bottom of the stairs, looked up at the staircase on both sides, and there was no end in sight, and said secretly in his heart: "This should be the Netherworld Ladder that Xiyue said." ”

"Xiyue said before that this Netherworld Ladder is divided into one hundred and eight steps, and each step contains a kind of torture, as long as you can carry this Netherworld Ladder, you can get the key to the Netherworld Ghost Banner. ”

Ning Caichen only stayed in front of the Netherworld Ladder for a moment, and then stepped onto the Netherworld Ladder without hesitation.

The Netherworld Ladder, which originally seemed ordinary, suddenly changed the moment Ning Caichen stepped on it.

I saw that layers of thorns suddenly grew on the ladder, and the thorns were like iron, even harder than iron, and pierced the soles of Ning Caichen's feet the moment Ning Caichen stepped on them.

Although the Yuan Spirit does not bleed like the physical body, it can feel pain.

So the moment he stepped on the thorns, Ning Caichen's fair face instantly distorted together.

However, although it was painful, Ning Caichen did not flinch because of this, and he didn't even scream, he just gritted his teeth secretly, and stepped on the second step with his left foot.

Different from the first layer, the second staircase appeared with a slender barbed horsewhip, which was like the wind, and at the moment when Ning Caichen just stepped on the second staircase, it was whipped down towards Ning Caichen's back.

"Smack............. ”

With a whip, the white clothes on Ning Caichen's body were instantly smashed, and the body condensed by the Yuan Shen was also hooked out of a large piece.

Because the original god has the ability to repair, it is only for a moment, and it is restored to the same as before.

And at the moment of recovery, the barbed whip was whipped down again.

Cycle.

Ning Caichen continued to walk forward.

The third layer was a copper hammer, which was smashed straight towards Ning Caichen's knee, and Ning Caichen's knee broke in response.

The fourth layer is tongue pulling

The fifth layer is Knife Mountain

The sixth layer is the sea of fire

........................

After walking many steps, the pain had already made Ning Caichen lose his mind, and Ning Caichen, who was like a wood, only knew how to move forward.

Because only by stepping on the end of the Netherworld Ladder, because only by stepping on the end of the Netherworld Ladder can you get the Netherworld Key-Ten Thousand Ghost Flags. Because only by stepping on the end of the Netherworld Ladder can Ruan Xiong and Yan Chixia be rescued from danger, because only by stepping on the end of the Netherworld Ladder can the Netherworld Ghost Snake be controlled and the disciples and lovers outside be spared. Because only by stepping on the end of the Netherworld Ladder can we prevent the entire Jinhua from becoming a ghost in the world.

Keep going......

Slowly, Ning Caichen's brain was completely numbed by the pain, and he didn't even have any thoughts, and he didn't know why he was moving forward.

There was only one thought left in my head, and that was to go forward, and keep going.

Time is slowly slipping away.

The punishment of the eighteen-ladder knife saw was stepped on by Ning Caichen.

The punishment of the thirty-eight ladder blood pool was trampled by Ning Caichen

The punishment of fifty-eight ladders was trampled by Ning Caichen

The punishment of the seventy-eight ladder volcano was trampled by Ning Caichen

The ninety-eight ladders were stepped on by Ning Caichen

One hundred ladders

..................

One hundred and six ladders

One hundred and seven steps, a pair of stabs blinded Ning Caichen's eyes.

Because the punishment came too quickly, the Yuan Shen could not recover, and Ning Caichen at this time had almost no scars all over his body.

All that was left of his hands and feet were four wooden sticks.

His eyes have also been blinded.

Ning Caichen snorted blood in his mouth, and crawled towards the one hundred and eighth floor with his bare limbs.

Slowly, Ning Caichen's one hand finally reached the one hundred and eighth floor, followed by the second hand, then the body, then a bare leg without feet, and then another bare leg without feet.

Ning Caichen didn't know that he had stepped on the one hundred and eighth floor, Ning Caichen only felt that he had lost his limbs and his body had no strength.

Ning Caichen even felt that his life was slowly draining.

"Brother Yan, Ruan Xiong, Xiao Qian, Chu Ping, Ah Yuan, I'm sorry, I still lost ...... after all. ”

Ning Caichen was very unwilling in his heart, and raised his head hard, wanting to see how many steps he still hadn't climbed.

But after struggling for a long time. Except for the darkness, there was still no shadow of the staircase. Because Ning Caichen's eyes have been blinded.

Ning Caichen was desperate, his struggle slowed down, and he finally stopped moving.

Slowly lying on the one hundred and eighth ladder.

Not far from Ning Caichen, a huge black sail stood quietly, and a pair of huge eyes seemed to grow on the black sail.

Those eyes stared coldly at Ning Caichen, who was lying on the stairs of the one hundred and eighth floor, as if he was mockingly saying, "The stupid human race has lost after all. ”

Time seems to have fallen into eternity at this moment, and I don't know how long it has been, no one knows.

The body that was lying on the one hundred and eighth staircase like a human stick squirmed again.

Slowly squirm towards the front.

Perhaps frightened by the sudden wriggling of the human stick in front of him, the black sail turned crazy without warning.

The surrounding black clouds surged, as if they would swallow the human sticks on the one hundred and eight floors at any time.

But the strange thing is that no matter how the black clouds rush, they can't get close to the body of the human stick at all.

Because above the man's stick, a milky white jade book slowly floated, and under the jade book, a warm white light was like a moving enchantment, firmly encasing the man's stick in it, no matter how the black cloud attacked, it didn't move at all.

Time is like water, I don't know how long it has been.

Finally, only the last leg that was missing a foot was left of the man's stick, and it was completely out of the one hundred and eighth staircase.

Slowly, less and less, less and less.

At a certain moment, the half-missing leg was slightly raised, and the one hundred and eight steps were completely goodbye.

And at the moment when the leg said goodbye to the one hundred and eight steps, the entire Qingming Mountain instantly howled in a violent wind.