Just when Zhao Yun knelt or not, the familiar and unimpressed indifferent voice sounded:

"Noise!"

Still can't tell the difference between men and women, still very charming, still burning after listening to it, this cold snort is as always, but the coercion condensed in the air like substance was instantly blown away, and Zhao Yun was able to recover his senses.

The picture in his eyes came into his mind again, and the last second was still the picture of the cute god descending from the sky, and the middle disappeared for a half-sound, and then a rising dragon ascended to the sky like a flash.

It was not an illusory dragon shadow or momentum, it was a silver-white real dragon, and it rose from the silver spear in the woman's hand, its scales and whiskers flying, and pieces of clouds curling around it.

As the saying goes, the east dragon is cloudy, the west dragon spreads its wings, and the mongrels ride the wind and shake their wings.

The silver-white real dragon crashed into the root of the big tooth in the panic of the red-eyed rabbit, and then the body swirled to stir the whole dark cloud into chaos, and the red eyes turned from bright to dark as if the power was insufficient, and finally extinguished, and two large plate teeth shaped like a door panel fell from the sky, smashed on the wreckage of the stone plaque, and fell into the ground for three points.

Rise... After destroying the rabbit, the real dragon hovered in the air for a moment, roaring with its head held high, its voice like a flood of bells, majestic and continuous, and the sun fell on it, casting a huge deep shadow on the ground, and then slowly faded away.

... This, the real Lushan ascending dragon tyrant... It's cool... Zhao Yun was so shocked that he forgot his suspicion and fear, and his heart rippled again, but he saw the woman raise the spear in her hand again.

She carried a spear like a knife, and carved a few lines of words on the big teeth.

"God is said to save the suffering, it is really to feed on people, I have helped to abuse for decades, fortunately I have come to my senses, so I set up a will to ascend to the sky, cast a spear, Nai Wu is not able to catch it, six into the divine realm without an inch, and harm the good people of the seven mansions. Now that I have entered the realm of the gods, I should rather die than retreat, and after that, the world, or the gods will be the way, or everyone will be like a dragon, and there will be no ominous people like us. - Zhao Zilong, a masterpiece. ”

Collecting the gun and standing still, the woman looked at her inscription silently for a long time, the breeze swept by, and there seemed to be a flash of crystal in the air.

... Zhao Zilong, Zhao Zilong, man, woman... Is this, the big joke of history, isn't she a traverser... But this style is very Chinese... Is it a style from 130 million years ago or is it a foreign product... Zhao Yun also looked at the woman in front of him silently, his thoughts in his heart were repeated, and he completely forgot about his surprise and fear.

Zhao Zilong stood silently for a while, silently inserted the spear, slapped the dust of his boots with his free hands, and then carefully tidied up the placket, but he was stunned when handling the Yinglan jacket, where there was a missing button.

Halfway through, she sighed leisurely, let go of her coat, stretched out her right hand and lifted the spear in the void, and the hem of the unbuttoned suit fluttered, and the engraved front teeth disappeared, leaving no trace.

... That's, Zhao Zilong's, the original sound effect... I don't know why, Zhao Yun only felt that this sigh was born directly in the depths of his soul, cold and pleasant, making people cry, but the back in front of him became more and more tall and majestic, and the divine light overflowed.

......

Zhao Zilong stepped firmly on the path of the gods, followed by the trembling Zhao Yun.

Walking on this mountain road leading to the God Realm, Zhao Yun unexpectedly felt no discomfort, and while breathing a sigh of relief, he also had the mind to look around.

The strange rocks on the mountains on both sides of the Chaoshen Trail are craggy, without grass or trees, but there is a trace of light, which looks sacred and inviolable.

He looked up again, only to feel that it was suddenly enlightened, as if blessed with the special effect of clairvoyance, the entire mountain road under the golden light could be seen clearly.

On the mountain road, there is a pavilion in ten steps, a court in a thousand steps, a hall in ten thousand steps, a total of ten halls and a hundred courts, and the number of pavilions is more than 10,000. Each pavilion has a statue of a deity.

... These sculptures are definitely not mortal stones, and if you smash them, you will definitely be struck by lightning... With blasphemous thoughts in his heart, Zhao Yun clasped his hands tightly, afraid that he would accidentally do what he wanted to do.

Soon, Zhao Zilong came to the first ten-step platform, Zhao Yun was a few steps behind, but he also saw that the statue on the platform suddenly changed.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun immediately subconsciously wanted to stop, but he didn't know that Zhao Zilong didn't pay attention to it at all, and walked over without turning his head, causing Zhao Yun to almost be pulled down by an invisible force.

Hurriedly adjusted his posture to maintain balance, and suddenly, Zhao Yun saw that the statue was trembling violently, and the slightest light was faintly circulating in the statue, and the eyes that were originally made of stone suddenly became angry, and his pupils turned to look at Zhao Zilong who passed by.

"Be careful......! Idol... Shattered. ”

Zhao Yun hurriedly opened his mouth to remind, but as soon as the words came out, he saw that the statue that seemed to be very powerful actually shattered itself after trembling, and it was completely shattered, directly shattered into ashes, and not even a small stone was left.

Zhao Zilong didn't seem to be surprised by this, and still walked up unhurriedly with a calm pace.

... Well, it seems that the two sides have tacit understanding after seven fights... I don't have to worry about poverty... But just now, when the idol was shattered, I felt pressure, and the pressure came from the broken powder... And because the idol is above me, the pressure is on my head, but not much...

Zhao Yun kept following Zhao Zilong at his feet, but in his mind, he was carefully recalling the scene just now, and making his own analysis, he still remembered that this might be a trial on the Dragon Bridge.

... It seems to be a continuous stress test, these idols have several specifications, and it may be that the pressure will increase... Well, there should be some cuts, otherwise it's just the lowliest idol that should be able to send me back to the West... To be precise, the level of these pressures is still God, but the corresponding energy is only at the earth level... That's why I'm scared but not stressed.

Constantly thinking about it, the two of them walked through 9 ten-step platforms one after the other, and then went up, there was the Baibu Pavilion.

Zhao Zilong still didn't stop, she calmly picked up her gun and walked forward, and when she stepped into the Hundred Step Pavilion, the twice sized statue really began to tremble and glow again, and then shattered itself again.

"Bang" This time, the pressure emitted by the self-shattering of the idol was much stronger than that of the ten-step platform, and it came extremely suddenly, Zhao Yun only felt that he was suddenly hit by a small mountain, and his knee hit the stone slab without hesitation, and his lumbar spine clicked and screamed as if it was about to break.

... I'll go, it's so fierce, but fortunately, Lao Tzu's waist can stand it... Just as he was proud, there was an irresistible pull from his waist, and he suddenly lost his balance and lay directly on the ground, and the pressure like a mountain suddenly covered his whole body.

... Stop, stop... I don't know if I want Zhao Zilong to stop or the pressure to stop, Zhao Yun let out a useless cry while constantly running Qingming Shanghe Gong to adjust himself, barely resisting the fate of turning into a piece of paper.

"Poof, poof, poof......"

Zhao Zilong didn't stop, pulling Zhao Yun, who was pressed to the ground, to walk up step by step, and poor Zhao Yun used his body to play music on the stone slab like a dead dog, until Zhao Zilong walked to the next ten-step platform, he felt the pressure begin to dissipate.

Struggling to get up, he touched the extra bruises on his body, his lips twitched, as if he wanted to curse, but he finally held back.

... Look at you as a beauty, I don't care about you... Feeling the inexplicable sharpness behind him disappear, Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to adjust himself with all his might, he wanted to try to repair himself before the second Baibu Pavilion.

... That sense of fear from Kamui is actually starting to subside, is my soul already adapting?

Constantly analyzing and moving forward, when the two came to the second Baibu Pavilion, Zhao Yun, who was prepared, was really not as embarrassed as the first time, he was like a porter, with invisible pressure on his shoulders, but his feet followed closely with the cold back, and he was not dragged into a dead dog again.

In this way, the two of them walked all the way up, and the first Thousand Step Court soon appeared in front of Zhao Yun's eyes.

Zhao Zilong, who had been moving forward steadily, paused, adjusted the spear in his hand to a more comfortable position, and then continued to walk, and the statue in the Thousand Steps Court did not automatically fly ashes.

The abnormality of Zhao Zilong and the idol made Zhao Yun swallow his saliva. Although the pressure of the Baibu Pavilion can still withstand it, according to the span of the Baibu Pavilion and the Shibu Platform, this Qianbu Pavilion is estimated to let itself rest.

He raised his hand, as if he wanted to stop the cold beauty in front of him, but before he could say it, he knew that it was futile, and at this time, the idol of Qianbu Court slowly lowered his head, and looked at Zhao Zilong with a pair of purple eyes.

In an instant, the Divine Path overflowed with the divine power of the abyss, unfathomable, like the sun.

"Zhao Zilong, it's the seventh time, don't you give up yet?" The statue did not move its mouth and nose, but its voice ran through the heavens and the earth.

“......”

"Zhao Zilong, you are not a human being, you are a god emperor, you can lead the gods and all the people in my god realm, why bother to be the enemy of the gods of the world. ”

"Even the ultraviolet god king dares to speak out in front of me. An indifferent voice sounded, but a strong disdain could be heard.