The test of the eighth level has come out, and they only need to wait for two more years to get the precious blood in the hands of the "Nine Old Taoists".
Ling Feng looked at the silent Taoist Jiulao and asked, "What did you do to Taoist Jiulao?"
This is also something that everyone present is curious about. What should this real dragon have done to be trapped in the formation by the Taoist in this way, instead of killing it directly.
When the real dragon heard this, he glanced at Ling Feng lightly and said, "What did you do? I only heard his name before he caught me, and then he locked me here, just because he was thinking about me. It’s just precious blood, lock me here and give it to his disciples to practice continuously.”
At the end of the story, Zhenlong looked at the people below and sneered disdainfully. This made the young Song Heng feel a little uncomfortable. He asked the scholar in a low voice: "Sir, did we do something wrong?"
The scholar turned his head, looked at Song Heng and said, "Did you witness with your own eyes what happened back then?"
"Never."
"He helped you?"
"No."
"Then why do you believe what he says?"
The scholar then looked at Zhenlong: "And even he doubts his own rhetoric."
Ling Feng couldn't help but also said: "Saving him is because we have a benevolent heart, but wouldn't we have made a big mistake if we didn't save him?"
Song Heng suddenly realized what they said and bowed slightly to them.
The real dragon watched everything that happened in front of him expressionlessly, as if what he said was true.
When the last day of ten years was about to end, the ball of precious blood flew out of the true dragon's body and was divided into twenty-six parts by Ling Feng and the others and taken away.
It was only then that Taoist Zhenlong's expression changed. He suddenly raised his head, looked at the sky above his head and roared with great anger: "Jiulong! It's your retribution that you will end up like that. !”
After saying that, Ling Feng saw two lines of clear tears falling from his face, and then he returned to the dragon platform, and the real dragon would continue to be trapped in that formation, perhaps until its lifespan ran out. Can't come out either.
Recalling Zhenlong's expression just now, Ling Feng shook his head. He regretted it after all.
At this time, the outside of Longtai was already crowded with warriors. Even seven families from hundreds of families came. The seven eldest sons, including Lin Tianci, all had their eyes on Ling Feng.
Ling Feng took a glance and found that the newly arrived families were relatively weak, but their sons were all at the first level of the Heavenly King. This was a reflection of the strength accumulated by hundreds of families for thousands of years.
Feng Xiu looked at Lian Tianwang and others and said, "How to divide the other four positions?"
The five forces have all decided to send the most powerful young geniuses to the ninth floor. However, there are still four positions present, but there are five sects. This means that the elders of one force will not be able to qualify for the ninth floor. of opportunity.
Everyone knows that the things in the ninth floor will be the best things, so the book people can't find a way to get them for a while.
At this moment, the uncle of Tianyu Kingdom spoke up and said, "I don't have to go, but I want to get four drops."
Although the four drops of precious blood are very precious, the scholars all know that this is the only chance to reach a consensus. They are now divided, so they all take out
A drop of true dragon's blood was given to Uncle Uncle.
The young masters outside all frowned when they looked at the precious blood collected by the uncle. Someone whispered: "It's real dragon blood, and it's not from a golden dragon."
"Well, it's probably left behind by some master of this sect back then."
The other young masters also nodded, which made the surrounding warriors very surprised. There was actually the blood of the real dragon in the Longtai space. It was an absolute divine thing, and it would definitely have the effect of being reborn after being absorbed.
The uncle then patted Ling Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You have to get more benefits from it."
"must."
Ling Feng said, and then he, Shan Ziqi and others came to the last level of the dragon platform.
Only nine of the original tens of thousands of people reached the last level, namely Ling Feng, Shan Ziqi, Qin Mengrong, Song Heng, Shu Ren, Feng Xiu, Zhang Tong, Lian Tian Wang, and the younger brother of the Dragon God Son.
Above their heads is the boundless sky. An incense stick hangs in the center, burning quickly under the gaze of countless people. When the incense burns out, the dragon platform shines brightly, and then starting from the ninth floor, one dragon platform
Then one of them disappeared, and when they reached the ninth floor, Ling Feng and the others disappeared together with Longtai amidst the exclamations.
When Ling Feng's sight lit up again, he saw an extremely huge stone mountain in front of him. The top could not be seen at a glance, and there was no vegetation on the entire mountain. It was completely bare, but there were stone steps extending upwards.
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Ling Feng knew that this should be the last level of test. As long as he climbed the stone mountain, he would get the final chance.
Ling Feng did not choose to fly up directly or cut through the void, because since Taoist Jiulong made such a stone staircase, he must be allowed to walk up it.
So Ling Feng came to the foot of the mountain, then stepped onto the first step, and ran upward step by step. His speed was very fast, and he kept running towards the top of the mountain like a phantom, but after running for a few minutes, Ling Feng
I felt a little weird, but when I turned around, I was still at the foot of the mountain.
This completely shocked Ling Feng. He paid attention to the surrounding stone walls and started running for the second time. The stone walls were indeed changing. But when Ling Feng turned around, he found that he had appeared on the first stone step again.
Looking at the endless wasteland, a chill suddenly swept through Ling Feng's body. Then he walked ten feet around the mountain to the right, turned around, and found that he was indeed on that stone
In front of the steps, the sight of the wilderness is still the same as before.
Such a method was completely unimaginable to Ling Feng. It was as if he was trapped at the foot of this mountain and could never leave here.
But soon Ling Feng continued to run, because since the space will change when he walks, the key point is that he cannot stop and look back. Once he turns back, he will appear in the original place.
Just like that, Ling Feng kept running upwards. There was no sun or moon here, only the ever-gray bluestone and endless stone steps. Ling Feng could only tell himself how long it had been by counting with his mouth.
On the thirtieth day, Ling Feng even discovered that the textures on the stones and stone steps would no longer change. Looking ahead, there was only one stone step that seemed to lead to the sky, making the journey even more complicated.
It became more difficult. While running, he wanted to look back countless times to see how far he had gone, but the previous consequences told him that he could not do so.
And on the one hundredth day, Ling Feng felt
His legs became stiff and his speed began to slow down. He reached out and touched the golden hairpin on his head, only to find that the golden hairpin disappeared at some point.
Undoubtedly, this was to prevent Ling Feng from having a chance to recover. He smiled bitterly, and then persisted like this for another seven years. By this time, his running speed was no different from that of a mortal.
Every step he took seemed very heavy, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Ling Feng felt that his legs were as heavy as stone. It took all his strength to lift them, and the joints of the joints were also very difficult.
They move as if they are stuck together by something.
Ling Feng knew that he had been running for a very, very long time, but when he looked up, the scene in front of him remained unchanged. Stone steps, stone steps, still stone steps!
Ling Feng's head moved. He wanted to look back to see the changes behind him, but he quickly turned back. He gritted his teeth and continued to move, his eyes fixed on the stone steps under his feet, because he was supported by a belief.
When he moves forward, he reaches the top!
I don't know how much time passed, but Ling Feng was so exhausted that his eyes were black and his consciousness was blurred. He raised his right foot with difficulty, then dropped it heavily, then raised his left foot, dropped it heavily, and mouthed.
There were some faint sounds coming from inside.
"Eighty-six thousand three."
"Eighty-six thousand and four."
"Eighty-six thousand and five."
"Eighty-six thousand..."
When he counted to eighty-six thousand four hundred, Ling Feng raised his head, revealing his cheeks that had lost all color, but what he saw was still the endless stone steps and the unchanged sky.
This was already the tenth year, but Ling Feng felt that maybe he was counting too fast, so he read it for a few more months, lifted it up, and saw that there was still no change at all.
At this moment, Ling Feng raised his right foot. Just as he was about to put it down, he found that his lower body seemed to no longer exist and he was leaning back.
When he thought of the consequences of stopping, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and then he pressed the front of his upper body with all his strength, and finally hit his head on the stone steps. Then he pressed the stone steps above with his right hand, and forcefully pushed himself with his five fingers.
Pulled it up.
Ling Feng started to climb up the stone steps with both hands, and started chanting again. With a move of his hands, he chanted once, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.
He originally thought that he would be able to pass the test if he persisted for ten years, but when ten years came, the road still did not appear, but this aroused Ling Feng's competitive spirit. He wanted to see how long this place could trap him!
So Ling Feng climbed with his hands for another ten years, and when his hands were no longer strong, he used his feet. Another thirty years passed. On the first unknown day, Ling Feng, who was crawling hard on the stone steps, suddenly noticed the situation above.
The stone steps seemed to have become shorter. He quickly climbed up a few times and found that his vision had changed.
This caused a smile to appear on Ling Feng's face. He jumped up from the ground with a strong push of his hands, ran towards the top of the mountain with all his strength, and finally ran directly to the top of the mountain!
Ling Feng didn't pay attention to the ball of light exuding pure power on the top of the mountain. Instead, he took a few steps to the other end of the mountain. Looking at the ground below, Ling Feng laughed heartily.
It resounded throughout the whole world.
"Hahahaha! I'm coming up!"
At this moment, Ling Feng was even happier than he was to break through to the Heavenly King. Fifty years, a full fifty years, he came up!