"Even so many restrictions have been laid out on the steps, it's really difficult to take steps."

Shen Lang stretched out his finger and gently wiped the white jade on the ground.

I immediately felt the extremely terrifying spiritual power contained in the white jade!

After pausing for a moment, Shen Lang's divine thoughts surged upwards like a tide.

Then I saw a storm of shock in the void, as if time and space were distorted, giving people a very unreal feeling.

In just this moment, the restriction within ten miles of the steps completely fell into Shen Lang's eyes.

Even if he did not use the Breaking Silver Eye, he could see these restrictions clearly.

"Someone has helped me open the way, but it can save a lot of time... However, this ban does not seem to have been broken in the past two days. It is possible that when the Yumu Cave Blessing Land was opened several times, the strong people who came in had already forcibly broken these bans through various means." Shen Lang smiled.

After checking the restrictions after the divine consciousness, Shen Lang murmured to himself: "But if I don't do anything, I always feel a little embarrassed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang used spiritual techniques to hit the left and right with both hands, and the invisible restrictions immediately swayed, and light curtains like mirrors flashed away.

With the flash of inspiration, the restrictions on the wide steps that were originally untied or violently broken immediately changed drastically!

Wherever Shen Lang passed, all the restrictions were changed.

After many years, all the bans that the strong men broke through together were restored by Shen Lang, and even changed to bans that were completely different from before!

Whether you go down from the top or from the bottom, you need to re-open this restriction!

otherwise……

This road is not open!

If those strong men who have already gone up still come down from this step, they will probably vomit three liters of blood when they see this scene.

Shen Lang climbed up the steps, and the speed was not slow, but after walking for more than three hours, he finally stepped onto the first floor.

After passing through the last restriction and stepping onto the last step platform, a huge roar suddenly sounded in Shen Lang's ears.

Looking at everything in front of him, Shen Lang couldn't help but grin...

On this platform that is thousands of feet wide, battles are in full swing.

Hundreds of monsters of different sizes and shapes roared repeatedly, and their sounds shook the world;

More than fifty late-stage strong men in Wang Wujing flashed their auras, either one against one, one against many, or one joining forces with each other, using various powerful techniques to constantly fight against those monsters.

The fight was like the earth was shaken, and the sky was turned upside down;

However, many buildings on this platform seem to have strong restrictions and protection. Even in the face of such a chaotic war, these buildings still remain intact.

A little further away from here, five powerful emperors from the Imperial Martial Realm are joining forces to fight a frost giant up to ten feet high.

Among these five people, Shen Lang suddenly discovered an acquaintance.

One of them is Qin Siyuan, the ancestor of the Emperor Long Sect, the other is Shui Yuehan, the ancestor of the Lihen Sect, and the last one is Xiang Xiaoya, the ancestor of the Huajian Sect.

Although Shen Lang didn't have much contact with these three people, they met and chatted for a while on Cangxia Mountain.

At this time, Qin Siyuan and the other two powerful men in the imperial martial arts realm were constantly bombarding the huge frost giant.

The frost giant is about ten feet tall, with ice blue all over, and is covered with spikes. Each spike is filled with ice aura flowing in it, flashing with a strange light.

The terrifying cold air surged out of its body, and the radius of thousands of meters was completely surrounded by the cold air.

Thick ice cubes formed on the ground, and snowflakes fell in the sky. As the wind whistled, each snowflake was driven to rotate wildly, condensed into a snow-white ice blade, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Qin Siyuan and his men were unable to take the air, but were restricted by the ice surface, and their speed was much slower. The five people joined forces and even struggled extremely hard.

Around this huge platform, there is a wall that is almost invisible to the top. There is a huge stone door above the wall located to the north, blocking the way inside.

In front of the stone gate, six strong men with aura far exceeding Qin Siyuan and others were stationed in one place.

They seemed to be waiting for something, but they seemed to be afraid of each other, and maintained a delicate balance.

"Stand there and don't move!"

Just as Shen Lang was observing all this, a light shout came.

Then he saw a very young man in his right hand, walking towards him with a very bad expression.

There are many kinds of treasures in the wilderness that can be refined into medicines within the Yan Dan, so that the warriors can maintain their youthful appearance, so many old monsters look no different from young people.

It is precisely because people’s age is not easy to determine just the appearance, many sects need to verify their bone age when accepting disciples.

When Shen Lang defeated the people of Qiyuan Sect in Xuandao Sect and seized their nine spiritual pattern pillars, he was asked to verify his bone age.

Seeing this man coming, Shen Lang just glanced at him casually.

This man was wearing light green scale armor and carrying a blood-red spear. His eyes were narrowed to a slit. Through that slit, he could see the cold air.

A bloody aura that made people frown covered his whole body. Without any movement, the people near him felt as if they were in a sea of ​​blood, subconsciously terrified.

"Wang Wujing's seventh level, the blood evil spirit is rolling like a tide and the demonic energy is surging. Judging from the attributes of this aura and the cultivation of martial arts, it is similar to Feng Xihai and others, and they are from the White Bone Palace."

"But although it is only one level higher than Feng Xihai, its cultivation is indeed stronger than Boss Feng Xihai, and it is a difficult opponent."

At this time, he glanced at the man casually, and Shen Lang had already guessed most of the other party's information.

The young man saw that the man wearing the evil ghost mask in front of him didn't seem to care much about his words, and his brows frowned slightly, and his face became gloomy.

"Not even cats and dogs can come here. What is the name, which sect or sect?" the young man shouted coldly.

With this light shout, a mountain of pressure immediately enveloped Shen Lang and wrapped him up.

"KaKaKa..."

The stones under Shen Lang's feet made a moaning sound.

"Can you stay here after you have your name and origin?" Shen Lang asked indifferently.

The young man was stunned when he saw that Shen Lang had not changed under his own suppression, and his tone of speaking was still so calm.

Immediately, he snorted coldly and said, "I can tell you whether to kill you, but no matter what your origin is, I can only return from here, otherwise..."

Speaking of this, the man thrust the blood-colored spear in his hand and pointed it at Shen Lang's throat, staying less than a foot in front of Shen Lang's throat.

At this time, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth: "Otherwise, there will be a dead end!"

"I guess you have also heard of Mu Feng's name as a blood spear in the White Bone Palace. Under the blood spear, there is no living mouth!"

Just then...

"roar!"

A beast roar sounded in front of Shen Lang's left. Immediately, a strong wind blew, but a fire demon that was more than two meters high, like a huge ball of flame rushed towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang did not see any movement. Shen Lang, who was shrouded by Mu Feng's pressure in the White Bone Palace, suddenly broke away from Mu Feng's pressure like a ghost, and moved three meters to the left!

Just under Mu Feng's surprised gaze, Shen Lang did not retreat but advanced, and turned around and punched the fire demon in the abdomen!

"Bang!"

It was not a loud sound, the flames in the fire demon's eyes slowly faded out and collapsed with a bang!

Shen Lang spread his palms, and a diamond-shaped stone lit up in the palm of his hand quietly.

The stone was crystal clear and red all over, releasing a hot breath, which made Mu Feng, who was watching all this, subconsciously appear in a trance.

"Is that what happened? How could it be that this guy could be so easily free from the lock of my divine thoughts?"

"How could a strong man named Wang Wujing smash the body of the fire demon with his fists? I have killed several fire demons before, and even my fifth-grade mysterious weapon, they can't easily penetrate it!"

"Not only that, he actually grabbed the extremely hot fire demon crystal in his palm... This is something that even the mysterious weapon can melt!"

Mu Feng's eyes were full of time and murderous aura, and blood was lingering on the blood spear in his hand, and he had already had a murderous intent on Shen Lang.

At this time, Shen Lang put away the Fire Demon Crystal and glanced at Mu Feng and asked calmly: "You just said, if I don't retreat, you will kill me?"

"Are you a scallion?"

"If you don't want to die, get out of here, otherwise I will be the first to test the knife with you!"

Shen Lang didn't want to be too arrogant, but Mu Feng's words pushed him to this point, and it would be difficult not to be arrogant.

Unless you go back directly, Mu Feng of the blood gun will definitely attack him!

Since I have to fight and can't hide, I can just destroy him.

Even if there are five powerful people in the imperial martial arts realm here, Shen Lang may not be afraid of them with the trump card Duanmu Xie.

What's more, it seems that these people are not from the same group now.

"Where did the bastard come from? How dare you talk to me like this? You really live impatiently!!"

The Blood Spear Mu Feng was bloodthirsty and fighting, and had a respectable status in the White Bone Hall. At this time, he was threatened by Shen Lang and suddenly became furious.

With this loud shout, Mu Feng's eyes that were narrowed into slits finally opened a lot wider, and blood was faintly visible inside it, and the evil aura was so fierce!

Not only that, Mu Feng's aura had reached its limit in an instant!

"Go to die!"

With an angry shout, Mu Feng's body suddenly rose, the blood-colored spear swayed, and the shadows of the gun gathered in the sky, piercing Shen Lang's throat!

How amazing is the powerful man from the seventh level of the sky of Wang Wujing?

Suddenly, the thunder thunder shook the sky, the flying sand and stones were like thousands of horses galloping!

The blood evil spirit surged wildly, like a sea of ​​blood descending, making people feel uncomfortable and disgusted!

The two were not far apart, but Mu Feng took action in a rage, and the tip of the gun with blood light reached Shen Lang's throat in a flash!
Chapter completed!