Suddenly, Sikong Jing felt another commotion around him, and the entire mountain road began to twist.
In the blink of an eye, the environment in front of me changed. The mountain road was no longer a mountain road, but turned into a long golden dragon with no end in sight.
At this moment, they were walking on the back of a long dragon.
Seeing this, Sikong Jing quickly asked: "Brother, what is this?"
Taking a deep breath, Lang Yisuo slowly replied: "The challenge of Qilong Mountain Road is divided into three stages, the first mountain road is Longwei, the second is Dragon Body Walking, and the third is Dragon Pulse Front..."
"Now we have entered the second phase of the test."
The mountain road turns into the body of a dragon, and it is the body of a dragon that walks!
Sikong Jing asked again: "Is there any difference between walking with a dragon body and the power of a dragon on the mountain road?"
Twitching his lips, Lang Yisuo said: "At least you can follow the steps on the mountain road. The dragon's body is constantly twisting and it is certainly more difficult."
Sikong Jing looked at the dragon body that was twisting and turning, nodded and said: "Brother, you have to follow more closely."
After saying that, Sikong Jing stepped out.
Lang Yisuo opened his mouth wide. Although he knew that Sikong Jing had good intentions, he still felt very sick.
He is being protected by his apprentice.
But there was no way, Lang Yisuo could only grit his teeth and follow closely.
The dragon power around them was even more terrifying, and the dragon's body twisted more and more violently as they advanced.
When we got to the back, the dragon's body was rolling almost constantly, and sometimes Sikong Jing had to stand on his head with half of his body.
Lang Yisuo didn't care about the embarrassment and tightly grabbed Sikong Jing's clothes. His whole body was as pale as platinum.
Suddenly, another man and woman walked in front of the dragon body.
Compared to Sikong Jing and Sikong Jing, this man and woman walked over as if they were walking on flat ground.
Lang Yisuo reminded in a low voice: "They are the second-year formal students of Jinlong Mountain. They don't know that we are challenging the Jinlong Mountain Road. Don't let them touch us, otherwise we will have to drag two more people in."
Sikong Jing glanced at the man in surprise, not realizing that this senior brother was quite kind-hearted.
If it were someone else with evil intentions, they might deliberately bring in two more unlucky guys to challenge together.
At this time, the man and woman in front of him stopped.
Of course they were walking on an ordinary mountain road, and they had no idea that Sikong Jing and Lang Yisuo had entered the illusion of a dragon body.
All they could see was Sikong Jing and his wife walking on the mountain road.
"Senior Brother Lang, what's wrong with you? You look so ugly?" asked the man of the couple.
Hearing this, Lang Yisuo let go of Sikong Jing's clothes, straightened his chest and said, "It's nothing. I'm very fine now."
After I finished speaking, my voice almost got stuck, and my chest almost exploded from the pressure.
The woman blinked and said, "Senior Brother Lang, your face is obviously ugly. Did something happen?"
Lang Yisuo shook his head heavily: "I told you that I'm fine. If you have something to do, just go and do it quickly. Don't be dilly-dallying."
I secretly added in my heart: If you don't leave, I will fall. It turns out that I didn't pull the clothes of the apprentice in front of me. The gap between Long Wei is so big, so you should leave quickly!
"Senior Brother Lang, are you really okay?" the woman asked with concern.
Lang Yisuo was about to collapse, and said like crazy: "It's okay if you say it's okay, you go quickly!"
Both of them were only formal students in their second year. They knew that Lang Yisuo had always been a good guy, but they didn't expect him to get angry.
I have no choice but to say goodbye and leave quickly...
Even before leaving, they gave Sikong Jing a strange look, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Seeing that the two of them had finally left, Lang Yisuo quickly grabbed Sikong Jing's clothes and said, "I was almost crushed to death. Let's continue."
In this way, Sikong Jing led him forward.
Under the dragon's power, Sikong Jing's internal energy circulated faster and faster, and he broke through to the third level of the martial arts realm with a bang. They didn't know how long they walked before the environment in front of them changed again.
"It's the third stage, Dragon Pulse is ready."
Lang Yisuo looked at the meridian-like passages in front of him, swallowed his saliva and said, "Then there will be a terrifying flow of air just like the meridian qi, and I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on."
He was about to fall apart. Even if Sikong Jing was there to support him, he would definitely not be able to pass the third stage of the challenge.
"Airflow...well, it's coming!"
Sikong Jing wanted to ask something else, but his expression suddenly changed.
I just feel that the terrifying power is rushing down from the mountain road that has turned into a meridian channel, like a roaring mountain torrent.
This airflow appears golden gray and will arrive in the blink of an eye!
Lang Yisuo screamed miserably: "It's over, I'm going to be crushed to death."
Before he even touched it, the golden-gray air flow made him feel weak and he gave up resistance.
boom!
The air flow hit Sikong Jing's body like a pillar.
Then he slid down from both sides of him, and Lang Yisuo, who happened to be hiding behind Sikong Jing, was not touched.
But Sikong Jing was stunned at this moment, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "This is... demon power!"
The air flow actually smelled of demon power, or dragon power.
He felt that the breath of the air flow was very similar to the breath of the golden divine dragon in the Heavenly Prison of Ten Thousand Beasts, and said secretly: "Could it be that this is the dragon power of a real divine dragon?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Hell of Ten Thousand Beasts flashed slightly between his eyebrows, and the voice of the golden divine dragon sounded: "It's not even close."
Sikong Jing couldn't help but tremble slightly. It seemed that the golden divine dragon was drawn out by the dragon power in front of him again.
"The mountain road under your feet is formed by the meridians of the dead demon dragon."
"But it is not a real divine dragon. It can only be said that it has 30% of the bloodline of a divine dragon, so it can be regarded as a semi-divine dragon."
"You should get good results by sensing this meridian."
After saying that, the golden dragon said no more.
Sikong Jingze's eyes flashed. Since the golden dragon senior said so, there will definitely be good gains, so he calmed down and sensed the surrounding aura...
The dragon's energy flow does no harm to him, because he is the master of all beasts, and this flow is half real and half virtual.
To put it bluntly, it is still the embodiment of dragon power, and the real dragon power is very small, and can even be absorbed by Sikong Jing.
While absorbing the weak dragon power in the airflow, sensing the surroundings, he continued to move forward step by step.
Sikong Jing's expression remained indifferent.
Lang Yisuo, on the other hand, did not collapse completely as expected. Instead, he followed Sikong Jing closely in the gap behind him. Occasionally, he would scream when he was photographed by a scumbag in the airflow.
The way he looked at Sikong Jing changed, and he felt that this apprentice was even more terrifying.
Sikong Jing closed his eyes and stepped forward, and gradually the entire mountain road seemed to be carved into his heart.
Feeling something in his heart, the little heart in the dantian of the monster's head suddenly beat "bang bang", and then something like a blood vessel extended from the little heart, straight out of the dantian, and poured into the whole body.
Sikong Jing's whole body was shaken violently, and a special meridian appeared in his body.
The twists and turns of this meridian are exactly the same as those of the Golden Dragon Mountain Road, and a dragon vein actually formed in my body!
Sikong Jing clenched his fist in vain, poured all his true energy into the dragon's veins, and punched it out fiercely.
"Ouch..."
There was a dragon roar in the punch, and the terrifying power bombarded the airflow in front of him.
In an instant, the air flow was violently forced back, as if it was frozen in the mountain road ahead, until Sikong Jing's fist power dissipated.