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The young man's shouting spread throughout the canyon in an instant, and all of a sudden, the monks who were still red-eyed turned their heads to look at the winding bluestone staircase, and then their faces changed wildly and gave up their opponents and rushed towards the bluestone staircase. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mo Ming also looked over, but saw that on the bluestone stairs, there was a person walking up with staggering steps, little by little.

It is said to be walking, but it is more appropriate to say that it is not taken, because the person's steps are very slow, each step seems to exhaust the strength of the whole body, and it often takes a long time to take a step up to relieve the fatigue of the body.

He was panting, soaked with sweat, his face was pale, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

However, this could not hide the bright light in his eyes, the closer he got to the top of the cliff, the more intense the light in his eyes became, and by this time, there were less than twenty steps left before he finally stepped on the top of the cliff, and although the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch a little, there was still a difficult way to hide the meaning of the arc hung up.

And just when he heard the shout at the bottom of the bluestone stairs, his figure suddenly stopped, turned his head, and just looked indifferently at the people who kept rushing up below, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Mo Ming was a little surprised, looking at the man's face and then at the monks around him who were constantly running towards the bluestone stairs, he was really surprised.

What Mo Ming was surprised was not why those people suddenly gave up their opponents and rushed to the bluestone stairs as if they had some kind of consensus, but the person who was about to reach the top of the cliff was a woman who was as old as a ten.

A woman with peerless elegance and stunning words, even if the whole person looks extremely embarrassed now, she still can't hide the delicacy of her face, especially the sweat that soaked her clothes, making her slender body full of graceful and graceful.

There are many monks who have come to this ancient place, many sect disciples in the north and witch cultivators from the Wuman tribe in the south, Mo Mingyi alone has met a lot along the way, and his hands are stained with the blood of those monks.

But if you want to talk about women, there are not many encounters, there are only two hands in total, and there are even fewer people with the strength of Tianzhong, and speaking of which, since he stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, there are not many female monks who have encountered them, and the only one who has had more contact with him can only be counted with a slap.

Mo Ming was a little surprised, the bluestone staircase with dozens of people climbing, it turned out to be a woman who walked to the front, and it seemed that some people had obviously not been able to hold on, and at the same time that those monks rushed up from below, some people rolled down, and their heads were broken and bleeding, even if they had a good cultivation, they seemed to have difficulty standing firmly.

It's not that Mo Ming discriminates against women, it's just that there are very few female monks who have come into contact with him from the way to the monastic, and he has hardly met any proud women of heaven who are worth paying attention to, so he naturally classifies female monks as a vulnerable group from the bottom of his heart.

However, from the moment he saw the woman's face, Mo Ming knew how ridiculous his assumption was, that woman had an extremely strong cultivation fluctuation, and her seemingly weak and graceful figure had great strength, standing steadily at the height of the bluestone stairs, no matter how powerful the body shook, it never showed signs of instability.

Moreover, after the woman turned around and glanced indifferently at the people below, Mo Ming clearly felt the sarcasm in those eyes, as if he didn't care about the earth-shattering shouting below, and even more so had a strong disdain for those who rushed up at this time.

Mo Ming watched from a distance, and did not rush up immediately, and suddenly saw that the woman opened her red lips lightly and seemed to mumble something, and then looked in the direction of the top of the cliff again, slowly raised her legs, and prepared to go up another step.

Mo Ming didn't hear what the other party said, because the shouting and shouting around him shook the sky, and even if his spiritual sense was sensitive, he couldn't hear those voices that were so low that they couldn't be heard.

However, this did not prevent Mo Ming from seeing the shape of the woman's mouth clearly.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Mo Ming was a little stunned, if he saw it well and didn't miss anything, the woman's mouth shape was indeed saying these words, and in addition to these four words, he couldn't think of what words could be used to replace the mouth shape of these four words.

However, looking at his face again, Mo Ming couldn't connect these four words that looked extremely vulgar with him.

After all, such a woman with a stunning face, even if she looks embarrassed, she is still beautiful, and she really has nothing to do with vulgarity.

"Childe, should we go up too?"

Han Qiu came forward at this time, after surrendering to Mo Ming, he called Mo Ming Gongzi, at this time, he was covered with blood, but there were no wounds, needless to say, he had killed a few people in that short period of time, and his body still revealed a wild atmosphere.

Mo Ming came back to his senses, didn't speak, but nodded, and walked towards the bluestone stairs with a lift of his footsteps.

However, Mo Ming's walking was not fast, even compared to those monks who were crazy and sloppy, his eyes moved away from the woman, and he saw that those who had first stepped on the bluestone stairs all snorted as if they had been crushed by a huge mountain, and then walked towards the top.

However, the speed of their walking slowed down in an instant, step by step on the stairs, and with each step up, the breath would be heavier, as if the higher they went, the greater the pressure they would bear.

Mo Ming was suddenly surprised again, and unconsciously remembered how similar the scene of climbing the Black Stone Peak was when he first entered the Hundred Refining Sect.

However, the next moment, Mo Ming didn't think so, those who walked up the bluestone stairs walked up nearly a hundred steps, and suddenly wiped on their waists, and a corpse with unrecognizable or incomplete limbs was taken out, and a large piece of scarlet blood sprayed out with a wipe on the neck of the corpse.

Obviously, these corpses have just died, their body temperature has not cooled down, and the hot blood spilled onto the bluestone staircase and there are bursts of white smoke, just a few breaths, but all the bluestone stairs that are stained with blood are covered by white smoke, and most of their bodies are covered by those who step on the stairs.

Mo Mingyuan opened his pupils and felt a little incredible, there seemed to be some formation prohibition on the bluestone steps, like a bottomless pit, and all the blood spilled on the ladder would disappear in an instant.

The white smoke seemed to appear out of thin air, tumbling to cover the bluestone staircase.

Until this moment, Mo Ming suddenly found that those monks who were originally taking heavy steps suddenly showed a relaxed expression, and their speed increased a few points, but in a few breaths, they walked up the white path ladder again.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ming suddenly showed a hint of understanding, no wonder he saw more than 100 people fighting before but didn't see a few corpses, everyone who was killed was taken away, in order to sprinkle his blood into this bluestone ladder, so that he could be under less pressure.

After observing it again, Mo Ming also came to the bottom of the bluestone staircase, looked at the first bluestone staircase, and raised his legs and stepped on it with a flash of light in his eyes.

Suddenly, a huge force like a serious injury struck out of thin air, causing Mo Ming's bones to creak for a while, and he couldn't help but snort.

"Sure enough!"

Mo Ming said secretly, he had long guessed that this bluestone staircase was similar to the Blackstone Peak of the Hundred Refining Sect, and the result was really the same, stepping on the bluestone staircase had a great oppressive force, which made people's weight increase several times out of thin air.

Moreover, with each step, Mo Ming felt that the pressure increased by one point, getting stronger and stronger, if it weren't for the fact that he himself had a good physical strength, coupled with the spiritual power cultivation in the early stage of Jindan, it might be difficult to go far.

And even so, after walking through the two hundred bluestone steps, Mo Ming still felt the pressure and had to start using spiritual power to bless his body.

"Poof!"

There was a dull tearing sound, and just as Mo Ming carefully perceived the peculiarity of this bluestone staircase, a person not far from him was spilled blood in the sky and was blatantly killed.

Because the corpse on that person's body had been used up, there was no blood to use anymore, so he had to attack the person next to him, so that he could walk more easily, so that he could catch up with the woman who was struggling to walk at the top.

And as the first voice came out, as if it had been agreed, there were random sounds of blood splattering, and the sound of several people shouting angrily, and the monks who had just stopped fighting each other again.

Suddenly, on the entire bluestone staircase, the void shook, and the spells flew from different directions one after another, and some people even simply stopped moving forward, and rushed towards the nearest monk in anger.

Mo Ming walked at the end, looking at this scene coldly but didn't think about making a move, seeing that people were constantly dying, he turned his gaze to the woman at the top again.

I saw that at this time, the woman also stopped, gasping for breath, and looking at the people who were constantly fighting below with sarcasm, and the contempt in her beautiful eyes was even stronger.

"There are eighteen more steps, and she will be able to step on the top of the cliff!" Han Qiu suddenly said in a low voice, his expression becoming solemn.

On the top of the cliff is the rumored Wuxian Cave Mansion, if the woman is the first to step on the top of the cliff, then needless to say, the treasures in the Wuxian Cave Mansion may be the first to be climbed by the woman.

This is also the reason why when someone below shouted that the woman was about to reach the top, everyone rushed to the top of the cliff in unison.

"Not necessarily!"

Mo Ming shook his head suddenly, and turned his gaze to the stairs below the woman, only to see that layers of white smoke were spreading upwards at an extremely fast speed, and the bluestone staircase was almost completely covered in the tumbling.

In the smoke, a looming figure was stepping up each staircase at a rapid pace, standing tall, and unlike many people who had climbed hard, it seemed to be quite easy, not so much climbing as walking.

Every time he stepped up the fifty steps, he took out a corpse on the side, and after a magic seal flashed, the corpse and the flesh turned into pus and blood and sprinkled onto the stone steps under his feet.

And looking at it, it seems that there are countless corpses on his body, and his posture is calm all the way, and he doesn't even look at the intensifying battle below.

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