Nowadays, the scene in this demon world is quite strange.

Above the starry sky where chaos and dim light intersect, there is a huge demon god covering the sky, and the demon god is holding a giant hammer pointing at the earth.

The earth cracked on the ground, and a magnificent 10,000-step ascension platform rose. On top of the ascension platform, there was a skeleton looking at his fingers and laughing strangely...

Lin Xiaoyao's soul body now only remains in the form of a skeleton, but even so, Lin Xiaoyao feels that his soul is a bit stronger than before.

Moreover, Lin Xiaoyao also discovered that a small part of the fingertips of his left hand turned golden yellow.

This part is completely different in color from the remaining bones of the Soul Body.

"Every time you take a step, the steps behind you will disappear, and the disappeared steps to the divine platform will turn into the purest soul energy, and become part of my soul..."

Lin Xiaoyao looked at the golden light on his fingertips and seemed to understand something.

"I just don't know how many steps it takes to turn all the bones of my soul body into gold."

Then Lin Xiaoyao shook his head. This step can only turn a small part of the fingertips into gold. Calculating this, if he wants to turn all the bones of the soul body into gold, it will take hundreds of steps.

It's very small, maybe you have to climb thousands of steps.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoyao raised his head with emotion and looked at the infinite stairs that seemed to lead to the starry sky.

The next moment, Lin Xiaoyao suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something else above about a hundred steps in front of him.

Not only that, on the entire steps, there seemed to be something floating on it every distance. It seemed to be a round bubble with different things wrapped in it, but some were too far away to see clearly.

These round, bubble-like suspended objects are not large in size.

There is something wrapped in it.

Lin Xiaoyao could only see clearly that there seemed to be a sword sealed in the floating object above about a hundred steps.

It looks like one sword, but it seems to be two swords.

Although it looks small, the shape and shape of the sword seems to be a giant sword.

After all, only the blade of a giant sword can be so square and wide.

Judging from the proportions of the sword length, sword width and hilt, this should indeed be a giant sword. Or rather, it is a model of a giant sword.

What made Lin Xiaoyao curious was that there seemed to be a long sword embedded in the center of this giant sword.

A long sword that exudes the light of colored glaze.

In other words, the hilt seems to be connected not only to a long sword, but also to an epee.

To put it another way, it means that the epee outside is the scabbard of the long sword.

"Why is there such a strange sword? Could it be that I saw it wrong?" Lin Xiaoyao was also a little unsure.

After all, they are quite far apart, and the shape of the sword is really weird.

It looks like a broad and heavy sword, but in the center is an almost transparent long sword that exudes the light of colored glaze.

"This is the first time I have seen this kind of sword... But it appears here, so it must not be a mortal thing!" Lin Xiaoyao suddenly became serious, and his whole body was full of energy.

"That strange sword must be worth a lot of money!"

Lin Xiaoyao originally thought that it would be enough to walk up two or three steps and practice for a while. There was no need to work too hard, after all, haste makes waste.

But at this moment, there is a valuable treasure on the steps of less than a hundred steps.

How could Lin Xiaoyao endure this?

Lin Xiaoyao, who was now burdened with huge debts and had long been afraid of poverty, was suddenly filled with strength.

He changed his caution from earlier and decisively endured the huge pressure and the severe pain of the soul body, and instantly climbed to the first level.

This time Lin Xiaoyao seemed to be even more strenuous. Lin Xiaoyao was now able to determine that the higher he climbed on the 10,000-step platform, the greater the resistance and pressure he would encounter, and the greater the pain he would suffer.

But Lin Xiaoyao doesn't care about any of this!

Now Lin Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with the bubbles floating above the dozens of steps, sealing the giant sword.

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At this time, in the evil mysterious realm, the black-robed old ghost had been quietly staying beside Lin Xiaoyao.

She seemed to be impatient with waiting, so she lifted up the black robe covering her face, revealing a stunning face.

If Lin Xiaoyao saw this face, he would definitely be shocked.

Because this woman's appearance cannot be said to be exactly the same as that of Ye Qingmei, at least they are 70% or 80% similar!

It turns out that the true identity of the old ghost in black robe is actually the beautiful woman in the painting...

"It's an old ghost with a bad mouth, and his mouth is exactly the same as before!"

"What evil have I, Xiao Ling'er, done? In your last life, you ignored me... and you still want me to help you make a comeback?"

Having said this, Xiao Ling'er angrily sat cross-legged in front of Lin Xiaoyao, stretched out her index finger to poke Lin Xiaoyao's forehead, but then stopped.

"Forget it, everyone among the ancient gods knows that I, Xiao Ling'er, the number one goddess, is a kind-hearted person and values ​​friendship above all else. So of course I didn't say anything about helping you after waiting for a hundred thousand years."

Xiao Ling'er looked angry and continued:

"It's definitely not because you snatched the last half of the [Elixir of Creation] during the Battle of the Gods and gave it to me who was about to lose my soul..."

"It's not because you are the strongest evil god."

"It's definitely not because I like you..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Ling'er couldn't help but blush on her face. Even after a hundred thousand years, she is still as lively and dexterous as she was then.

After all, although Xiao Ling'er has lived in the Haotian Mirror in the form of her soul for tens of thousands of years, she was sleeping most of the time, and her soul does not age, so this also led to Xiao Ling'er's

His personality has not changed much compared to ancient times.

"Oh, even if half of my soul is lost, I still like you so much! Forget it, I'm in your hands. No matter whether you plan to turn him upside down this time or not, I will still do it.

you."

Xiao Ling'er covered her face with both hands and tilted her head to look at Lin Xiaoyao's face.

"My appearance hasn't changed, but I'm a lot more youthful and immature..."

After a while, Xiao Ling'er quietly stared at Lin Xiaoyao with her eyes closed, feeling worried.

"Why haven't you come out after so long?"

"I don't know if his current potential and qualifications can inspire him to ascend to the divine platform... But there is no need to worry about this. I just don't know that the ascending platform he inspired this time has thousands of steps."

"How many levels of ascension did he inspire in total before?"

Xiao Ling'er put her index finger on her lower lip and thought hard.

"It seems to be level 8888..."

Xiao Ling'er took another look at Lin Xiaoyao's breathing and found that Lin Xiaoyao was still breathing steadily.

Xiao Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh, you're still alive. It's been a hundred thousand years, and if you die again this time, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years I have to wait for you..." Xiao Ling'er complained, but her eyes shone with determination.
Chapter completed!