The road to heaven is stained with blood, and the bones and blood belonging to the human race are sprinkled on the trial road of the gods. Many younger generations have clenched their teeth. No one deliberately controls the seven emotions and six desires, but makes the emotions flow freely and feel the blood boiling in battle.
sound.
"No, this road is strange, he is using it to swallow life and soul power."
It was cold in Yuanhua, and people were alert. Sure enough, the saint bones that became like jade were healing faster, cracks disappeared, and the fluctuations in life became more and more vigorous.
"The Flame Mountain was planted by the king himself. As powerful as a saint, he could not control the four directions. He wanted to transfer flowers and trees, and to accumulate the essence of life through the road to heaven, so as to completely recover."
This is the Heavenly Fire Sword Lihen. After a long silence, she finally spoke, but she understood the root of it at a glance. However, someone smiled bitterly. Even if he had insight into everything, he could choose. There was still a chance of breaking through the road to heaven. If the saint forced his move,
Even though most of the people here have endless adventures and luck, how many people can truly survive.
"Saint of Taiyin, can we escape after someone breaks through the road to heaven?" Someone couldn't help but speak.
"If you break through, what's wrong with letting go of all of you?"
The voice of the Taiyin Saint sounded, but the playfulness in his tone was clearly conveyed into everyone's spiritual world.
All directions are silent!
No one took action for a moment. In the ten-mile road to heaven, ninety-nine stone statues of angels were like ninety-nine heavenly chasms standing in front of them, making people feel powerless, and a kind of hesitation breeds in everyone's hearts.
"I'll do it!"
After a brief silence, someone finally spoke and stepped out. This was a young man with a soft smile on his face. He looked plain, but his eyes were extremely firm. At this moment, he held a blue war sword in his hand and stepped forward.
A tragic smell permeated all over his body.
"Brother Lu!"
Someone gritted his teeth and wanted to stop him, but saw the young man shook his head and waved his hand. He smiled and said, "After all, someone is going to die. Don't forget to help me go to the clan to see my parents and tell them not to miss me. I will go away in my practice and see you again if I have the fate.
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This makes people feel sad. They don’t want their parents to know life and death. The young man’s words are casual, but they make people feel heavy and their chests are depressed. A breath is difficult to evacuate, so they are held there.
"Everyone, you guys are optimistic."
Finally, the young man turned around and looked at Xiao Yi and others seriously, with a serious expression. Although he didn't say much, the thought was clearly sensed.
"Brother Lu, don't worry, I will serve the old man until death." The person who made a sound of stopping gritted his teeth again, his eyes turning red.
"Don't care. If you walk on the road to heaven, you will eventually be melted by our tribe's passion!"
"kill!"
The young man raised his eyebrows, then turned into a sword light, and instantly rushed to heaven. The green battle sword shone, the divine light flowed, the green light shone, the wind was sobbing, and the young man's body was also glowing, the faint pale flame
As his body floated up, his momentum rose to the extreme. The aura, which was originally just the first step in the realm of opening the earth, suddenly surged to the second step, or even the third step, until he was infinitely close to the fourth step
.
"Soul Fire!"
Many people gritted their teeth and clenched their fists tightly. The pale flame was clearly a burning war soul, forcing them to exert all potential, burst out in an instant, and withered after the extreme glory. This is a kind of determination, and we must use this to enhance the war.
Let's explore the way for everyone.
clang!
The Holy Angel took action, four pairs of sacred wings behind him entangled the holy light, and the light golden holy aura on his head also bloomed with infinite light. He stretched out a hand, which was the same as before, but the fist was even stronger, and the holy light was in it.
The ancient hall was almost condensed into substance, as if it was about to cross the endless time and space. The ancient and vicissitudes of the vicissitudes directly shook the sword, and the young man's hand holding the sword also collapsed inch by inch. Then, the young man looked back and showed a bright smile.
Then it exploded and shattered, with bones and blood flying, without a trace of leakage, all of them sprinkled on the stone road, and the essence and energy were quickly lost, and eventually dry up, and the cold wind blew, and the dust returned to the dust and the soil returned to the soil.
"Brother Lu!"
Someone cried out sadly, and it seemed like Xiao Yi was depressed. The young man's last smile was imprinted on his heart like a branding iron, making him feel a long-lost blood, whether it was the world he had lived in or this ancient land.
, the same blood flows.
"Not strong enough! Still not strong enough! Can't test the flaws!"
"Ninety-nine sacred angels, wearing divine armor, are among the territorial realms. Who can create a path for young gods who are saints or even kings."
"It is very likely that you can break through this, and you will become a saint or even a king in the future. Compared with our human race's earth list and even the heavens and earth list, you can break through the road to heaven with absolute combat power."
In the mountains of Flame, many young strong men looked bad and had ordinary appearances but had bright smiles. Most people even only knew his surname and watched life wither. This powerlessness is depressing and sad.
"Come again!"
Another man rushed out, his cultivation was stronger, ranking second, with a burly figure and a foot of more than ten feet tall. He held a pitch-black iron axe in his hand. Compared with the previous demigod war sword, this
The iron axe is closer to the level of divine weapons, and the divine gold casting of iron axes accounts for almost 90%.
Wow!
The axe light flashed, and a black light fell from the void, leaving clear Taoist marks. The axe was extremely powerful, and it was also a burning battle soul. The cultivation aura belonging to the young venerable suddenly surged to the fourth step.
Even the fifth step is very close to the fifth step, perhaps the realm is not as good as it is, but the strength is almost the same.
Song!
This time, the only revived sacred angel reached out to hold his hand and a shiny holy sword appeared. The sacred light flowed, leaving almost immortal light marks in the void. A sharp sword momentum instantly climbed to a terrible height.
call out!
A blazing sword energy slashed down like a sea of holy light, and it cut open the axe momentum.
puff!
With a light sound, many people were stunned. The pupils were shrinking, their clenched fists clattered, and their nails were embedded in the palms, and blood flowed down.
The young venerable, who was burly and holding a demigod axe in his hand, was chopped up, half of his body separated, fell on the road, his life essence was quickly absorbed, his body dried up, and eventually broke into powder.
Buzz!
At the same time, a life fluctuation that was as strong as a furnace was emitted, and everyone felt a suffocating pressure. The majesty of a saint was not something that could be done by the venerable priest of the land.
Bearable.
not good!
Everyone's hearts sank. The saint bones, which were as beautiful as jade, had all healed, and the bones were crystal clear. As soon as they looked, they were like a crystal skeleton. An unspeakable aura was brewing, vaguely on the skeleton.
A bloodstain appeared.
"A key step was taken!" Gu Hengyang said in a deep voice, "If flesh and blood are reborn, I am afraid it will be the time to break free from the shackles."
People can foresee that if the Taiyin Saint escapes from difficulties, how many people can survive here, not to mention anything else, the massive amount of life energy required by the saint to recover comes from them. During this period, it is impossible to count how many people die.
"I'll go!"
A voice sounded, and people's eyes fell, but they were slightly stunned. It was nothing but the flames of the sun gun and the fierce wind.
"I'll go."
Yan Liefeng spoke again, his tone became calmer. He looked at Xiao Yi, his eyes were calm, he could not see joy or anger, nor did he change much emotionally.
Xiao Yi looked at him very seriously, from the first follower of Shique to the real battle in front of the spiritual vein, and fighting again at the foot of the Flame Mountain. This is a real warrior, perhaps lost, but it is enough to be imprinted into his heart.
Everyone was silent. They seemed to understand something. The eyes of Yan Liefeng also became softer. Several people took a step forward. Xiao Yi recognized one of them. It was the Qingyun Arrow Stone Cultivation. However, compared with many days ago,
The Qingyun Arrow is now more bloody and less unyielding. His eyes are like arrows. Wherever he passes, everyone seems to be locked in his soul and palpitations from the heart.
"Sir!" Xiu Shi took a deep breath and said.
Without turning around, Yan Liefeng just shook his head, then looked at Xiao Yi and said solemnly: "I'm fine." (Please ask for a few recommendation tickets to add firewood to make the blood burn more vigorously, and ten steps will work hard to stabilize the update. The Internet
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