"Is there any danger in this formation?" Yao Xiong asked.
The Ghost Curse Empress shook her head and said: "This formation has gone through countless years, and its offensive function has long since disappeared. However, its sealing ability is still intact, and those who break the formation will not encounter too much danger."
"With my cultivation and formation level, I can only take four steps at most. This is my limit."
The Ghost Curse Empress looked calmly at Yao Xiong and the others. Her meaning was obvious.
She has cracked the prototype of the seven-step falling stone formation. As for breaking the formation, she is powerless and can only leave it to Yao Xiong and the three of them.
Yao Xiong's eyes flickered, but he looked at Zhuo Wen with a smile and said: "Brother Zhuo, why don't you come and give it a try?"
Emperor Ling and the Ghost Curse Empress both looked at Zhuo Wen with playful expressions in their eyes.
From the beginning to now, Zhuo Wen has not been of much help, and the main force in the previous derivation road was not Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm. He knew that everyone was already here. He couldn't do nothing, otherwise, he would be kicked out of the team.
He must enter the Luoshen Palace ruins. Once inside, he will feel like a fish in water.
After all, he still has another fragment of the map on him, which records the internal route of the Luoshen Palace ruins.
Once entering the ruins of Luoshen Palace, Zhuo Wen planned to find an opportunity to part ways with these three people.
"Zhuo just ascended to Xutian three times, does Brother Yao believe in Zhuo so much?" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Yao Xiong didn't take it seriously and said: "Brother Zhuo, you don't know something. This seven-step falling stone array is not just about cultivation, but also about physical strength."
"I remember that Brother Zhuo, you have a clone. That clone should be a demon cultivator, but it is also an extremely powerful demon cultivator. If you have the help of your clone, it will not be difficult to break this seven-step stone formation."
The coldness in Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed away. It seemed that when he killed Liu Wuqi, Yao Xiong arrived at the scene very early and saw the scene where Zhuo Wen in black killed Liu Wuqi.
Emperor Ling and Ghost Curse Empress were surprised. They didn't expect that Zhuo Wen actually had a clone.
Although it is not uncommon for monks to condense clones, the condensed clones require a lot of resources to cultivate.
In other words, if you have a clone, you not only have to concentrate on cultivating the clone, but you also have to use part of your own resources to cultivate the clone.
After all, if the clone is not strong enough and does not help the main body, then it is simply useless. It is better to use all resources on the main body and improve the cultivation strength of the main body as much as possible.
The clone was revealed by Yao Xiong, and Zhuo Wen had no choice but to wave his sleeves and find Zhuo Wen, who was dressed in black with demonic aura.
"The True God of Two Disasters?"
The Ghost Curse Empress raised her eyebrows. She naturally felt the aura of fire on this demonic cultivator. She sneered in her heart and said, "How powerful can such a useless body be? I'm afraid I won't be able to climb even one step up to the seven-step Falling Stone Formation."
Kick!
Unfortunately, as soon as the Ghost Cursed Empress finished speaking, Zhuo Wen in black stepped up and landed firmly on the first step of the seven-step stone formation.
The Ghost Curse Empress' face was stiff, as if she had eaten Coptis chinensis and dared not speak out about the pain.
"Hmph! Even if you take the first step of the seven-step falling stone formation, how many steps can the second calamity true god be able to advance? Let alone break the formation." Ghost Curse Empress snorted and whispered.
On the other hand, Yao Xiong and Di Ling narrowed their eyes.
The two people's vision is much higher than that of the Ghost Curse Empress. They did feel the fire aura from Zhuo Wen in black, but they also felt the terrifying power of thunder from Zhuo Wen in black.
The power of this thunder is far superior to the thunder disaster of the True Disaster God.
"He is actually the True God of Thunder. He is really not simple. This clone is probably stronger than his original self, right?" Emperor Ling whispered to Yao Xiong quietly.
The corner of Yao Xiong's lips curled up slightly, and he replied: "So what? Even if he is the True God of Thunder, he cannot be your opponent who has reached the peak of Xu Tian Qi. In the end, this boy will not be like a soft persimmon in our hands.
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Emperor Ling nodded noncommittally.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen in black stood silently at the first step. The moment he took the first step, he felt a pressure coming from all directions, especially in the front, the pressure was even more terrifying.
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Fortunately, the body of Zhuo Wen in black is naturally much stronger than that of a monk, so he is not afraid of this pressure.
Kick, kick, kick!
Zhuo Wen in black walked slowly forward step by step, taking three steps in a row.
The coercion condensed in three steps was like a terrifying whirlwind, sweeping around Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen could feel that the pressure at this moment had reached an incredible level, and the resistance ahead was like a violent storm, like thousands of mountains, preventing him from moving forward.
And with every step you take, the pressure will double. If this continues, the more you advance, the harder it will be.
If it were the physical body of an ordinary monk, it would be difficult to persist to the fifth step, and the physical body would collapse inch by inch.
But Zhuo Wen in black is different. He has the flesh body of a powerful race in the starry sky. This pressure is indeed terrifying, but it is not enough to stop his progress.
Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Wen continued to step forward, taking two steps in a row and reaching the fifth step.
The moment the fifth step fell, the pressure here reached an earth-shattering level of terror.
It was as if under Zhuo Wen's feet, the invisible coercion was like substance, turning into ferocious big hands, entangling Zhuo Wen's feet and dragging them deep underground.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen, under this terrifying pressure, was like a lonely boat in the sea. Under the huge waves, he would sink into the sea at any time.
At this moment, the Ghost Curse Empress frowned slightly, lowered her head and said to herself: "The formation actually changed in the fifth step. The person who set up the formation at the beginning was really insidious!"
Although the Ghost Curse Empress said this, there was a look of gloating on her lips.
From her point of view, it is absolutely pleasing to the eye to be able to make Zhuo Wen deflated in front of her.
After all, everything has gone wrong for her since she met Zhuo Wen. Now she can see Zhuo Wen suffer, and she is very happy.
Yao Xiong and Di Ling's eyes were calm, even indifferent, and it was impossible to tell what they were thinking.
Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and suddenly took the sixth step. However, the moment the sixth step fell, he spit out a mouthful of blood and his body was even more shaky, but he still managed to stand on the sixth step.
Yao Xiong sneered in his heart. He originally thought that Zhuo Wen had an extraordinary mind and knew how to make choices, but now he found that this person was still a bit reckless and impulsive.
We haven't even entered the ruins of Luoshen Palace yet, but we are trying so hard to break into the seven-step stone formation, and we are doing so recklessly.
Yao Xiong was sure that even if this person broke through the Seven-Step Falling Stone Formation, the clone would probably be seriously injured by then, and this person would definitely lose a sharp weapon.
The moment he took the sixth step, Zhuo Wen in black didn't stop at all and took another step forward.
The moment he took the seventh step, a dense banging sound came from Zhuo Wen's body in black, as if all the bones in his body were being squeezed into powder under the terrifying pressure.
A large amount of blood mist spurted out from around Zhuo Wen in black.
The demonic energy that originally lingered around Zhuo Wen in black was dyed red by the blood mist, making him look particularly weird.
Zhuo Wen in black stopped at the seventh step, but Zhuo Wen looked at Yao Xiong and said solemnly: "Brother Yao, my clone suffered heavy losses this time..."
Yao Xiong's eyes flickered, he patted Zhuo Wenzun on the shoulder, and said gratefully: "Thank you very much, Brother Zhuo, for your selfless contribution this time. How about this, after entering the Luoshen Palace ruins, you will be the first to pick out the things found?"
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "Yao Xiong, I'm afraid this is not enough. After all, I have paid a lot this time!"
Yao Xiong's eyes were gloomy, but he still smiled and said, "Take this thing."
With that said, Yao Xiong handed Zhuo Wen a jade-colored pill. The pill was flashing with dense light patterns, which looked quite strange.
But Zhuo Wen felt a powerful medicinal power from this pill that surprised him.
"This is the Holy Forbidden Pill. This pill can permanently elevate monks below Xutian Wudeng to a small level, and has almost no side effects." Yao Xiong said.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed, he accepted the Holy Forbidden Pill unceremoniously, cupped his hands to Yao Xiong and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Yao."
"There is only one step left, and the next step depends on you, Brother Zhuo!"
Yao Xiong gave Zhuo Wen Zun a meaningful look, and his eyes fell on Zhuo Wen, who was in black on the seventh step.
Thanks to Yao Xiong's benefit, Zhuo Wen in black hesitated for a moment, then quickly raised his right foot and took the eighth step forward.
The moment the eighth step fell, the surrounding mountains suddenly roared and trembled violently. Many huge stones fell off the mountains, which even alarmed the martyrs hiding around the canyon.
The seven-step falling stone array, at this moment, completely collapsed and cracked.
Poof!
At the moment when the formation collapsed, Zhuo Wen in black turned extremely pale and flew out.
Zhuo Wenzun's eyes flashed, and he immediately took a step forward, stretched out his right hand, and accurately touched Zhuo Wen's back in black, completely stopping his tendency to fly backwards.
"Brother Zhuo, is your clone okay?"
Yao Xiong immediately stepped forward and put his right hand on the shoulder of Zhuo Wen in black. A secret spiritual consciousness quickly penetrated from Yao Xiong's palm into Zhuo Wen in black, traveled all over his body, and then calmly withdrew it.
After confirming that Zhuo Wen in black was indeed seriously injured, Yao Xiong was determined and knew that the clone was not cheating.
On the other hand, Zhuo Wen's eyes were filled with coldness. Although Yao Xiong acted very secretly, his spiritual consciousness was not a vegetarian.
The moment Yao Xiong's consciousness penetrated Zhuo Wen in black, he noticed it, but he didn't have an attack.
Whoosh whoosh!
Suddenly, the canyon behind the mountain range completely collapsed at this moment, and then, more than ten figures emerged from the canyon.
The moment he saw these dozen figures, Zhuo Wen's scalp went numb.
Because these dozen figures are none other than martyrs with no hair and a transparent lower body.
"Walk!"
Yao Xiong and Di Ling looked very ugly and hurriedly got into the passage ahead, followed closely by the Ghost Curse Empress.
Just when Zhuo Wen was about to enter, he suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on the martyrs rushing in front again...