Chapter 1: Turning Back on the Gate of Ten Thousand Lives (I)

After a series of battles, this place has been full of potholes, different depths, and pieces of gravel of different sizes are all over the ground. Lu Yan clenched his blood-dripping fists and stared at An Xuan and the others.

"Why don't you stop!" An Xuan asked angrily in a rare gaffe, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed.

"Everyone knows, I have an agreement with Xiang Qian, there is a battle of life and death on the Tongyan platform, today I defeat him, dare to ask the door master, why not kill him!" Lu Yan was neither humble nor arrogant, and his answer was sonorous and powerful, but his eyes were fixed on the void in the direction of the main peak. He felt the peerless killing opportunity, as if there was a fierce beast in the wilderness, which would open its bloody mouth and devour itself at any time.

"Buzz!"

Sure enough! Before Lu Yan's words fell, everyone only felt a shaking in the surrounding space, and there was already an extra figure on the martial arts arena. Everyone was shocked, no one could see when and how he played. Even Lu Yan, who had just entered the subtle realm, only saw his figure go from vague to condensed, this is definitely an incredible existence, and his means are against the sky, like an immortal.

The figure of the person who came was not very burly, like a woodcutter in the mountains, but he did not show the slightest old age. Dressed in a gray robe, it looks a little shabby, the long snow-white hair is gently swaying, but the eyes are like two sharp arrows, piercing people's souls and shaking people's hearts.

This is the pinnacle, the emperor of the cultivators, he can completely make ordinary cultivators collapse or even destroy with just one look.

"Meet Elder Yang!" An Xuan and the others bowed respectfully.

Elder Yang ignored it and glanced at Lu Yan indifferently, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant. The monstrous killing intent like a knife completely locked him, and he slowly took a step forward, he was like a giant from ancient times, and with his step, the entire copper rock platform shook violently.

"Poof!"

That kind of pressure from the soul made Lu Yanru be struck by lightning, spit out a mouthful of blood, his black hair was raised, he glared angrily, stared at Elder Yang deadly, and roared angrily: "I have an oath with Xiang Qianzhi first, either you die or I die on the copper rock platform, today I kill him here, why not? But you want to put me to death, where is the fairness? Where are the rules?"

Elder Yang didn't pay attention to him at all, or felt that Lu Yan was not qualified to let him speak, so he just frowned slightly, as if he was surprised that Lu Yan could actually speak under his majestic soul lock. Then he made a move without reservation, unleashed his power and qi, and took the second step lightly.

"Ho!" Lu Yan let out a dull roar like a wounded beast, and under this monstrous pressure, the vitality in the dantian intensified around the droplets in the center of the whirlpool, and more vitality actually began to enter the liquefied state. The vitality in the meridians was also more quickly integrated into the blood and the Seven Spirits Chakra, recovering the damage on the **, and at this moment his physical body was consolidated, becoming stronger, and his strength increased by several powers. Under extreme pressure, he made progress enough to be worth months of penance.

However, the pinnacle is the emperor among the cultivators, their strength is at least one million catties, they can shatter the boulder with a loud shout, and they will crack the mountain peak if they stomp their feet, even the king of the ordinary coordination realm can't stand his oppression like this. Even after the breakthrough, Lu Yan's will improved again, but it was difficult to move a bit, so he could only grit his teeth and resist hard.

"Bang!" Elder Yang landed on the second step, and everyone on the copper rock platform only felt that the ground was shaking, and many people were dizzy, unsteady on their feet, prostrate on the ground, and bleeding from their seven orifices.

Everyone's heart trembled, and the pressure from their souls made them fall into an ice cellar and tremble. People couldn't help but look at Lu Yan, the pressure he was under was ten times and a hundred times that of everyone, but how could he still straighten his spine inch by inch under such a huge pressure, like a dragon spear standing still, preferring to die rather than give in!

Watching Elder Yang slowly take the third step, everyone knew that if no one stopped him, Lu Yan would definitely die!

However, although he was about to die, his power was even stronger, he danced wildly, the rainbow light in his eyes seemed to melt the void, and his slashed face was engraved with fortitude and unyielding.

Crush the heavens without bending my waist, I am proud to rush into the sky!

"Elder Yang!" I didn't expect that at the moment of crisis, the iron-clad old man Dou actually appeared in front of Lu Yan, "Lu Yan's kid has long had a life and death oath with Qian Killing, and now he is dead and alive, it is reasonable, but now you want to kill him in front of so many disciples, this is unfair, I don't accept it!"

After saying this, he stretched out his big furry hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, under Elder Yang's unparalleled pressure, he obviously also suffered internal injuries.

As soon as Lao Dou's voice fell, everyone looked at the field, paying attention to the development of the situation, and suddenly it was extremely quiet, and the sound of falling flowers in the surrounding mountains could be heard.

"Huh?" Elder Yang frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he restrained his breath, glanced at An Xuan meaningfully, and then picked up Xiang Qian, disappeared step by step, and lost his trace in the blink of an eye.

"Huh" Whether it was everyone in the audience, or An Xuan and the others, they couldn't help it, and let out a long breath, Elder Yang put too much pressure on them, as if a boulder was pressing on their hearts.

"You go back first!" An Xuan threw Lu Yan a bottle of healing elixir, gave him a complicated look, and swept directly towards the main peak.

The next competition is still going on as usual, but it is much more boring, and many people are still immersed in the shock of Lu Yan and Xiang Qian's killing, the battle of life and death. In the high stands, it was very deserted, only the second elder and one of the deputy sect masters were left, absent-mindedly fidgeting, and the others were worried and left with An Xuan.

Lu Yan's pupils shrank, he saw all this in his eyes, and then, still clenching his fists, he returned to his small courtyard......

Got into the house, closed the door, sat on the bed, slowly opened his right fist, and a pale yellow leather roll as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in his palm, which fell from the placket of his chest when he killed Xiang Qian with his last punch, and was held in his hand all the time.

This leather scroll is slightly larger than an ordinary book, and it is made of some kind of animal fur, it is very strong, and it is cool and smooth to the touch, and not even a drop of blood has touched it. The back is also carved with landscapes, insects, fish, birds and beasts, which looks very ancient.

Lu Yan spread it flat to his legs, and read it carefully, the dense font on it looked like a ghost drawing, which was derived from ancient times, but for the sage Lu Yan, it was still recognizable.

"It's amazing!" After reading it carefully, Lu Yan was overjoyed. This is the practice of the Seven Steps of Heavenly Punishment, and he also learned some ancient secrets.

In ancient times, the wind of cultivation was at its peak, and the strength of the monks was also very strong, but suddenly one day, there were inexplicable visitors from outside the world, they seemed to be demons and people, and their cultivation was mainly based on physical training, supplemented by qi, and their strength was incomparable, and they plundered resources and wanted to occupy the entire continent.

And the seven steps of heavenly punishment are one of the fighting holy methods of these visitors from the heavens, the lower the realm is cultivated, the greater the power will be in the future, which is also the reason why Xiang Qianshou is reluctant to break through, because he wants to reach 80,000 jin or even 100,000 jin when his blood spirit changes. This is also the ** strength standard of those visitors from outside the world, at the lowest level.

As for whether this is the so-called Great Destruction, where those visitors from the world went later, and whether the battle with the mainland monks has a result, these things are not mentioned in the scroll, and there is no way to guess, but Lu Yan is too lazy at the moment, or has no time to think about these irrelevant questions.

Because just as he had just finished reading this, he felt that the five powerful blood qi were scattered around his courtyard in a corner