Walking through the path full of weeds, the winding stairs suddenly opened in front of you. The stairs were covered with strange flowers and plants. From time to time, there were a few sounds of birds, beasts and insects, and even the air that was inhaled into your lungs was full.

The power of the stairs is the nature nurtured by the rich spiritual energy. As soon as you step on this ladder, you will be like being in a fairyland. The ninety-nine levels of the ladders completely follow the legendary ladder, and you can't see it at a glance.

The boy looked up and could only see the misty clouds. He could only sigh in his heart: Master, the disciple is back.

Stepping on this familiar and unfamiliar land, I feel like there are thousands of emotions in my heart. I heard that as long as I can climb these ninety-nine steps, I can wash away all the previous fate.

However, even though he was a disciple of Qingyun Mountain, he had never heard of anyone who could successfully climb the ninety-ninth level of stairs.

He stepped on the hard stone steps one by one, and felt peace in his heart for the first time.

His life was so smooth that he was born superior to others. He never participated in the bloody battle for the throne of the Nine Sons. When his brothers killed each other, he lived in the peaceful Qingyun Mountain, and when his brothers all died,

He is still his prince, and he is even more lucky than others. He relies on Qingyun Mountain and even becomes a more dazzling existence than his emperor brother. Therefore, when the ups and downs come one after another.

He was helpless and powerless. He was hurt by his beloved emperor brother, with his moral words and blood. Later, he tried to get that sense of security in Yi Xiaorou. He wanted to rely on Yi Xiaorou, he wanted to stay in that world.

In the isolated world, escape from reality, and then... Yi Xiaorou doesn't want him anymore, so... she has to face the sins she committed by herself.

Miss Yi, I want to become strong, at least not be looked down upon by you, at least, I will no longer be considered by you, "can't protect you". At that time, please be sure to wait for me.

These ninety-nine levels are the first step.

Whenever you reach a staircase, there will always be different tests. From one to twenty, you are all irrelevant little monsters. They probably recognize him, or are afraid of the pressure on him, and let him go before he can beat him.

He looked at the 21st floor, and the stone tablets on the edge of the side were engraved with large words of dragons and phoenix dances, desire!

The thick fog in front of me suddenly scattered, and the rugged passages of rocks turned into magnificent halls in an instant. The objects scattered underground were particularly dazzling, full of colorful colors, red agate, green jade, and golden steps.

Shake, and in a flash, two rows of weapons were arranged in front of me, thick iron hammers, swords that cut iron like mud, exquisite and bright knife, and even more poetic and picturesque flute. Zi Yunchen stopped in front of the flute and recalled in his mind.

As she was holding a flute in Youcheng, her clothes fluttered when she was holding a flute in her hand, the ghostly flute song poured out from her mouth, but her expression was as peaceful as if she was enjoying something.

In the beast world, on that tinnitus night of thunderstorm, she leaned on her shoulder and chatted with him, "Can you play the flute?"

"Can you get a little..."

"So, haha, I admire those who can play the flute the most. I heard that those who can play the flute must have a peaceful heart."

But at this moment, I was uneasy when I saw the flute!

Why did Yin Yin say he was responsible for me, but then he asked me to leave so ruthlessly in a blink of an eye?

Zi Yunchen's eyes were fixed on the flute, his gaze was slightly dissipated, and his dark eyes gradually became a hint of scarlet.

The furnished weapons suddenly vibrated, and they flew out of the vessels that imprisoned them, and attacked Zi Yunchen. The sharp sword tip, the hammer full of barbed hammer, and the small and ineffective dagger

They all passed through him, and the sharp pain came from his body. Zi Yunchen suddenly widened his eyes, and his originally slightly red eyes were all dyed with bloodthirsty red at that moment!

He raised his hand and waved his palm. The wind wrapped in thick spiritual power completely shattered the entire illusion. The sword weapon instantly turned into powder, and even half of the land in Qingyun Mountain was shaking.

Zi Yunchen, who lost his mind, only knew that every level of the upper layer would be a bombardment. All the formation mechanisms set up were shattered under the power of his holy realm. He even advanced while destroying it.

The spiritual power suddenly surged, and the invisible airflow spread from all directions, and there was a ruin within a hundred miles.

Even the disciples of Qingyun Mountain on the top of the mountain were affected and all felt dizzy.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't know?" Junior Brother A.

"It's the noise coming from the foot of the mountain. Why does it feel a bit like a strong man's promotion?"

The boy touched his chin and thought deeply, "But whoever is the strong man who hides in the mountains and goes to retreat to practice? Who is so blatantly proclaimed to the whole world under the noses of others?"

"You don't understand this little brother. Some people like to be low-key, so some people like to be high-key. This is not a strange thing." The older brother tapped the young man's forehead and smiled.

"But I always feel that this breath is a bit like a senior brother?" The junior brother glared at the senior brother dissatisfiedly. Due to the lack of seniority, he just rubbed his forehead angrily.

"I know you are good to you with the senior brother," the older brother rolled his eyes and glanced at the junior brother sideways. "You think you know the senior brother, but you have some common sense at least. The senior brother was sent to the world by his master to do tasks,

The master said, "Where can the senior brother come back if it's not three or two months?"

The young man pinched his fingers seriously, "But this breath looks so great that it looks like the eldest brother. Moreover, today, it has been half a year since it was full!"

After the boy finished speaking, he felt a bigger vibration from the earth. He almost couldn't stand firm and fell down on the earth. "Senior brother, why do I feel a bad feeling?"

As a result, without waiting for a long time to respond, he looked up and saw that arrogant senior brother staring at the front of him in a daze.

The younger brother looked up and looked over. He saw the elder brother who had been missing for a long time appearing in front of him. The word "big" just turned out, but he swallowed it. The young man in purple clothes stood by the wind, but was just under him.

Bright red blood spread wherever he stood. If you look closely, there were a few cracks in the lapels of the chest and abdomen, which were particularly bonded to his skin, but because he was wearing dark clothes, he would not be able to see without looking closely.

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His eyes were scattered but murderous intent. His aura was more like coming to see his father-killer enemy, and his dark eyes turned blood-red.

This look and this scene look like the one described in ancient books?
Chapter completed!