"It used to be the Upper Heaven Boundless Sword of the Triple Heaven Realm, but now it's the Fourth Heaven?"

When Zhuang Wudao looked up, he was also guessing in his heart. At the first six hundred and sixty-sixth level, he didn't consume much time.

However, if it was really the Upper Heaven Boundless Sword of the Fourth Heaven Realm, then even if he had perfectly integrated the two exercises of the Great Monument Wrestler and the Bull Demon Overlord Body, he might not be able to step through the remaining three hundred and thirty-three levels.

"No!"

Yun'er categorically denied: "The Dao Career Heavenly Path will not be a dead end, and the test of the Martial Arts will never far exceed your realm." The reason why that Peerless Dust Son passed down the Dao Karma Heavenly Path here was to test the disciples of the sect who could really support the sect, not to create murder. The Heavenly Barrier of the Fourth Heaven Realm is far from the Infinite Sword, which is already the sword Dao strength of the Yuan Shen level. In the Qi Cultivation Realm, who can pass it?"

Zhuang Wudao smiled slightly and continued to step up. At level 666, the sixth bell rang, and then the sky was shaken.

The 'silver lining of the sky' crack above has no sunlight shining. Only a few points could be seen, and the faint starlight was shining.

"It's been more than half a day—"

The third path of the Heavenly Path, six hundred and sixty-six levels, from midnight to night, has passed a full four hours.

"I look at the sword master, and it seems that I am a lot more confident. ”

"Yes! I have benefited a lot from these two hundred stone steps. Daoye Tiantu really lives up to its name!"

"Definitely. Yun'er's words were sour: "What you have gained in these four hours is enough to reach the cultivation in the dream realm for one or two years." Broken mountains and rivers and Xing Wuji's fist intent are used at the same time, I taught you for a full year and you didn't learn it. Here are only 200 steps, and you have mastered it. ”

Zhuang Wudao smiled dumbly and continued to walk up. As far as he knew, in the records of the sect, after the six hundred and sixty-sixth level, it was the most dangerous section.

Before level 666, you can still retreat safely. After level 666, he is immortal and crippled, with few exceptions.

However, when Zhuang Wudao took this step, he still did not hesitate at all. It's just that when the steps fell, Zhuang Wudao only felt a burst of warmth all over his body. A trace of heat flowed up his feet and through his whole body.

"It's—"

Zhuang Wudao couldn't tell what it was like for a while, he could only feel that the meridians in his body were all slightly hot, and he couldn't say whether it was good or bad.

"I see!"

Yun Er was the first to understand within Zhuang Wudao's 'sword technique': "In this way, this one hundred and eleven level is a test of your spiritual root qualifications. If it goes through smoothly, it will be of great benefit to you in the future. If you can't go, there is a risk that the spiritual root will be damaged. This is the dry fire refining vein replenishment method, and the method of eliminating dust is still so yin and stingy. ”

"Dry Fire Refining Pulse Replenishment Method?" Zhuang Wudao was puzzled.

"Well, the essence of this method is to use your own flesh and qi potential to ignite the fire of the heavens. For you to refine the pulse and replenish the knots, and cut the bones and marrow. But if your blood and qi potential is not enough to support it, then it is a situation where the spiritual root meridians are broken, so I said that he is stingy. This karmic path can indeed give some benefits to disciples, but these benefits are all obtained by oneself. But if it can't be passed, it will be a loss with profits. ”

"So that's it?"

Zhuang Wudao didn't feel that anything was wrong, the Lichen Sect had already warned of danger before every Dao Karma Heavenly Path, and even engraved the names and surnames of the people who had died and been seriously injured over the years under the stone tablet one by one.

Whether or not to make this path is up to the person to decide. Even if he dies here, no one else is to blame.

So with his own qualifications, can he cross this one hundred and eleven stone steps?

Yun'er didn't speak, and Zhuang Wudao didn't ask again. Knowing that if something is wrong, Yun'er will definitely remind him.

Sure enough, in the first twenty-eighth level, he had easily crossed over without any obstacles.

"Is it because of my third-order Heavenly Grade Hidden Spirit Root?"

This year flashed in his mind, and Zhuang Wudao's chest was slightly apprehensive. However, when he went up to the next level, he was still unhindered.

Only the slightest trace of heat flowed into his primordial spirit. Then the surrounding light and shadow changed dramatically.

The entire mountain of 'Daoye' Mountain shook slightly. A purple and red brilliant brilliance, from the foothold of Zhuang Wudao, straight to Xiaohan!

In this dark night, it is especially dazzling.

"What is this?"

Zhuang Wudao was stunned and looked at the changes in the light and shadow around him. You can also feel the heat flow flowing into the soul from the soles of your feet, more and more, surging like a tide, surging endlessly!

He could even faintly feel that something was changing within his soul. Even the bones and meridians of the whole body are also slightly itchy.

There is a kind of illusion that there seems to be a thought in the dark, which is about to come here from afar. But it was blocked by an inexplicable liliang outside the hundreds of millions of miles of starry sky, and it was impossible to reach here.

"Didn't I say that the Sword Master's innate battle soul is the top cultivation qualification in the world, one of the top ten innate soul bodies, and one of the top ten innate battle bodies. That broken stone tablet is unrecognizable, but the idea of being separated from the dust here will definitely be recognized!"

Zhuang Wudao silently looked at the stone steps above, he couldn't tell what kind of complicated feelings he was at this moment.

"That is—"

Without waiting for Zhuang Wudao to speak, Yun'er had already taken over the words, and said word by word: "That is to say, after the Heavenly Hidden Spirit Root is shaped, the sword master will no longer have any obstacles that cannot be overcome. At this one hundred and eleven level, the sword master can be unimpeded!"

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On Daoye Mountain, the brilliant purple light that rushed up can be seen thousands of miles away. It is only twenty miles away from the dust mountain, and it is only twenty miles away from the Taoist industry. From here, you can naturally see everything over there at a glance, and even feel dazzling.

"Purple light?

"Yellow is respected, purple is extreme, red is precious, and the color of purple and red is not the most extreme talent?"

"The best, I'm afraid it's a little too much-"

I don't know what it means, but there has been no record of it for 10,000 years. Back then, the Nujiang Patriarch brought the Dharma Transmission Hall, the Ascending Sendai, and the 999-step stone steps of the third heavenly path to this place, but there was no explanation. ”

"This is a vision! This son's talent must be extraordinary, so it will be so. The third place in the potential list of the Tianji Monument is really only inferior to Shen Jue, the son of Chongyangzi. ”

"I just know that his speed has accelerated again. It's already seven hundred and thirty-four, thirty-five. In all the precedents, most of the people have lost their efforts in this paragraph. But this level doesn't seem to be difficult for him—"

Wei Feng's complexion was unusually gloomy and ugly at the moment. It can't be disguised, and it doesn't need to be disguised. can even sense the **** real person from behind him, from above, with a knife-like gaze.

Regardless of Zhuang Wudao today, whether he can pass this Dao or not. The secret disciple of Lichen, the twenty-sixth on the Yingcai list, and Zhuang Wudao are all well-deserved.

However, such a talented person should have belonged to Mingcuifeng's disciples.

And although this matter has nothing to do with him, the real person Feng Xuan of the Wujing Daoist Pavilion was personally recommended by him Wei Feng.

Even Li Chongzhen, the owner of the Yuecheng Academy, had a lot to do with him Wei Feng.

Zhuang Wudao is not dead, and he Wei Feng will definitely bear the monstrous anger of Mingcui Peak up to the first real person and down to the same gate in the foundation building realm.

"Should I thank Brother Wei now?"

A chuckle came from the side, and his voice was clear: "If it weren't for Feng Xuan, I, Xuanling Mountain, would have taken the Daoless junior disciple under the door." I'm afraid it's going to take some hard work—"

Sikong Hong?

The corners of Wei Feng's eyes twitched, and he looked to the side. I saw Sikong Hong standing there, his expression was leisurely and elegant, and there was a mockery at the corner of his lips.

Is this getting carried away?

Wei Feng looked around at the crowd, but he didn't want to say anything. Talking back to each other will only highlight one's embarrassment. At the moment, he only shook his head secretly: "It's only level seven hundred and fifty-"

"Seven hundred and fifty-seven levels!"

The person who spoke was not Sikonghong. In the afterglow of Wei Feng's perspective, he could see that night monarchy, talking to himself.

Wei Feng almost sneered, do you regret it too? It's just too late. Qiyangfeng has gone too far, and with the temperament of the law, it is really unknown whether he will swallow his anger and accept it again.

Two mountains and seven peaks, without Qiyang, Xuanling Mountain still has Shuiyun Peak, as well as Suyun Peak, which can be co-opted and promoted.

At this time, on the top of the peak, there are more than the original hundred gold pills. There are nearly 1,000 foundations, all gathered here, and they also have a distant view of the sky.

There are also tens of thousands of Qi cultivation realms, just on the nearby mountain, the magic of each spirit class is decided, and the top of the Dao industry is seen from afar. Although most of them are just in vain, the third heavenly path, within a line of days, is only from the peak of the dusty mountain, which can be glimpsed in detail.

At the foot of the mountain, more monks flocked to it. Daoye Mountain heard the bell ring six times a day, and spread it all over the three thousand miles of land here. Even the disciples who lived thousands of miles away from Chenben Mountain had already received the news at this time.

At this time, on a mountain road, Mu Xuan was tied to a horse talisman at his feet, followed by Xin Wei, and rushed towards the direction of Daoye Mountain.

Four hours of time, rapid speed. Even if Mu Xuan asked himself if his cultivation was solid and his true yuan was strong, he still showed a little fatigue.

Finally unable to support and unable to continue, Mu Xuan stopped, gasping for breath sharply, while taking the pill to restore the qi pulse in his body.

And her beautiful eyes, from beginning to end, were burning eyes, looking at the mountain in the distance, which seemed to be close in front of her.

Xin Wei also found that behind her, Mu Xuan had stopped. Hurriedly turned around, Edgeworth reached Mu Xuan's side, and said in a crisp voice, "Senior sister, I'll take you for a ride?"

"You're coming!" Mu Xuan waved her hand and said disappreciably: "Four hours, more than a thousand miles away, Xin Wei, how much strength do you have left now?" There are still more than a hundred miles away from Daoye Mountain, don't fly halfway and fall down!"