In the upper dantian, if there is no figure on the golden rune, disillusioned and reborn, the mysterious inexplicable golden runes revolve around the golden rune, and countless golden gods are connected to the void, and the light is dazzling.

As Ning Caichen stopped for a longer time, the golden light on the divine chain gradually declined, and the petite figure in the golden talisman opened his eyes, and two golden rays crossed the void, disappearing.

A set of extremely complex handprints flew between her hands, and countless golden runes in the void were made into golden dragons the size of little fingers, roaring and rushing out of the upper dantian, passing by the middle dantian, and pouring into the killing furnace in the lower dantian.

Under the impact of powerful divine power, the indestructible killing furnace gradually deformed, and out of thin air, Ding's ears appeared, taking the shape of a gilded dragon. A golden dragon phantom slowly emerged, surrounding the furnace, and finally imprinted on the smooth outer wall of the furnace little by little.

In an instant, the feeling of weakness that lingered in Ning Caichen's heart dissipated, and a steady stream of essence gushed out from the furnace, like a divine glow sprinkled, and the immortal qi was steaming, wandering within the ten veins he had opened up, and a sense of fullness that wanted to vent wildly occupied all of his mind.

With his footsteps raised, he walked up the hundredth stone steps, making his way forward with difficulty and slowness. But the aura on his body became thicker and thicker, and the pores on his body surface, projecting a pale golden light.

Now, everyone completely understood what the blood-robed warrior was going through. It's an unimaginable opportunity, and maybe a great legacy. Red-eyed, jealous, jealous, envious, pity, resentment...... All kinds of emotions, all kinds of thoughts, are constantly surging and rising in their hearts.

Among these people, the most red eyes are dyed red. Other people's eyes are red in the bottom of their hearts, but her eyes are red not only in the bottom of their hearts, a pair of black eyes that were originally extremely watery have completely turned red.

"Greed has no limits. This is the evaluation that Huo Ling'er once gave her, and it is also the consensus in the hearts of all those who know her well.

Desire drove her to turn around and walk towards the way she came. The young man with a huge axe and a bloody face tried to keep her, but was brutally pierced through his throat with a cruel finger.

Before coming to the Shenglong Road, under the gaze of a group of big people, she raised her legs and stepped up the first stone steps.

Silently, the first stone step quickly cracked, withered yellow, and turned into stone powder in an instant, falling to the ground. From everyone's point of view, it seems that there is some great force that directly erases this stone staircase, and does not allow others to climb it again.

Reluctant, he straightened his long legs, crossed the first stone step, and stepped on the top of the second stone step. Not surprisingly, the stone staircase also weathered and disappeared.

"Don't do useless work. A big man said coldly: "Once the inheritance of the Shenglong Dao is confirmed, no matter how hard the rest of the people try, they will only hope in vain. ”

Dye red makeup was silent, raised his eyes and said: "What is the inheritance in the Ascending Dragon Dao? Why did a monk walk back and forth several times without a response, and the young man in the blood robe was selected as soon as he climbed. ”

"I don't know what the inheritance is, as for the selection, it is the destiny of heaven, or the will of the owner of the ancient tomb. The big man whispered, "I can't think of any other reason than that." ”

"There's another possibility. The woman dressed in white said, "This young man has something great about him, and he can take advantage of others. ”

"The Lord is right, this opportunity is not his. Or rather, it shouldn't have been present at this time. An old Taoist priest said.

"It's not his, then, whose fate should this opportunity be?" The man in the white robe of the moon walked over at some point and saluted the seven big men.

The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and said, "Qing Kingdom, Huang Taiji." ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and countless people were stunned and terrified in their hearts. The moon white-robed man's face changed slightly: "I am in the court, how can I have the opportunity to be the prince of the Qing Kingdom?"

"For the owner of the ancient tomb, what is the difference between the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Kingdom?" the old Taoist priest coughed lightly twice, and said in a deep voice: "Shenglong Dao, Shenglong Dao, this road is dragon qi." If there is no young man, a few years later, Huang Taiji will come here, collect this dragon qi, inherit the unification of the Qing Kingdom, and go on a northern expedition. ”

Everyone was silent, and the woman named Lord Zhai spoke: "Old Dao, you have said too much, be careful of being punished by heaven." ”

"It has been damned. The old Taoist priest smiled desolately: "Heaven and man are declining, Yang Shou is over, I have little time, I want to see something more interesting happen before I die." For example, after knowing this, what will you do with this young man, and where will his fate go? ”

"Others are dying and their words are good, you are dying as you like, not a little worse. The lord frowned and said.

The old Taoist priest laughed, and his voice was like thunder: "They are all about to die, and what good and evil are separated, they should be happy and comfortable." ”

On the Shenglong Road, Ning Caichen stood on the one hundred and thirty-seventh stone steps, turning his head to look in the direction where the laughter came from. After a moment of silence, he calmly walked forward again.

At some point, the staircase behind him disappeared like a pencil word erased by an eraser. The way down the mountain is gone, and the only way to reach the other side is to keep moving forward.

In the upper dantian, the petite figure has been completely condensed, revealing picturesque and extremely clean eyebrows.

It is the spirit of the human emperor's pen, the princess Qiqi who appeared before.

The climb continued, and at some point, the little girl gradually stepped out of the golden talisman and levitated in the air, her eyes shining with a sacred and majestic light.

A large amount of golden dragon qi was continuously instilled into her petite body through the golden divine chain, her expression became more and more solemn, and the momentum became more and more magnificent, and the Netherworld Dao intended to circulate in space.

Just as her momentum reached its peak, a pain that penetrated deep into her soul appeared. Pieces of her golden clothes were torn apart, revealing jade-like flesh-like skin, and countless black scars that could be seen deep into the bones appeared strangely, hideous, twisted, and extremely terrifying.

Looking at these scars on her body, a trace of pain flashed in the eyes of the princess Qiqi, and the dragon qi of Haoran continued to wash away the black traces, and under the collision of the two, the power of the law was annihilated and shattered in the middle. Tearing her body apart with more scars, golden liquid flowing from the scars and dissipating.

Feeling the extreme pain, the little girl frowned slightly, gave up the idea of repairing the scars, and with a movement of her mind, the vast dragon qi turned into a set of pale golden long dresses, wrapping her somewhat terrifying body.

Ning Caichen's consciousness couldn't enter the dantian, and he didn't know what kind of changes had happened here. He's always repeating a movement, leg up, forward.

I don't know how long it took, he finally saw the scenery on the top of the mountain, and at this time, the five hundred and twenty-four stone steps had been completely completed.