After Ye Feiran stepped onto the ladder to reach immortality, Ye Han and the others also stepped onto the ladder to reach immortality one after another. When all of them walked up the ladder to the immortals, the cultivators below also noticed the difference in Tian Panxi and let out another exclamation. "Oh my god, that's the Ten Thousand Years of Drought Demon!" "It's really the Ten Thousand Years Drought Demon! The Drought Demon has extremely powerful strength, unimaginable movement speed, extreme attack speed, immortality, immortality, and immortality. Moreover, its body is directly equivalent to the best spiritual weapon. It can be said that It is invulnerable to water and fire.” "Hiss...this Ten Thousand Years Drought Demon has been contracted!" "Oh my God, Ye Feiran actually contracted a ten-thousand-year drought demon. Her luck is so incredible!" After the shock, they felt that they were lucky that Ye Feiran had gone to the fairy world. Ye Feiran didn't know what they were thinking, because the first thunder was about to be shot down. m.biqubao.com She paid special attention to the first ascension thunder tribulation of the green-haired savage family of three, as if it was scratching an itch. For a moment, she felt a little envious. She didn't know if Heavenly Dao knew what she was thinking. During her first ascending thunder tribulation, she felt that the Thunder God and Thunder Mother struck her intentionally. Maybe it was the first sky thunder. After all, there were ninety-nine and eighty-one ascending thunder tribulations. However, Ye Han and others behind her did not feel this way, but they were very relaxed. The family of three green-haired savages walked up slowly, and so did Ye Feiran. Of course, she didn't forget her friends behind her, stopping to look back at them from time to time. Half a day passed, and Ye Feiran suddenly felt that climbing the Immortal Staircase was not as difficult as she thought. Anyway, she had been walking at a leisurely pace, as if she was walking and climbing mountains. Of course, this is just a momentary feeling. The ladder to immortality has not reached the end yet, and who knows what is waiting for him behind. However, she was certain that the Ascending Thunder Tribulation was particularly gentle to her, and she didn't know if it was because she had spent some time in the Leize District where Thunder Cloud Leaf Bu could be born. Looking at Ye Han and the others, they had begun to get injured when they passed through the thunder tribulation, and they needed elixirs to heal their injuries. Suddenly, an exclamation came from below, "Ah!" Ye Feiran looked back and saw Nie Yingluo standing on the ladder with a painful expression. Is this a fantasy? Without further ado, Ye Feiran immediately shouted, "Yingluo!" Her voice contained a different kind of coercion from a powerful person. When this voice reached Nie Yingluo's ears, she immediately shook her mind and broke free from the illusion. Nie Yingluo came back to her senses and saw her feet that were almost in the air. Her heart skipped a beat. She was almost, almost, about to fall off the ladder. She swallowed, feeling frightened for a while. After taking a deep breath to calm down, she quickly thanked, "Xiao Ziye, thank you!" "If you really want to thank me, then fly to the immortal world with us." Ye Feiran said. Nie Yingluo nodded heavily, "Okay!" Now that everyone had turned around, Ye Feiran took a look at the situation of the others, and then couldn't help but say, "Block the obsession in your heart and let yourself go. Maybe the pace will be easier." "Okay!" Everyone agreed. However, Nie Yingluo had just been affected by the illusion, and her walking speed finally slowed down, falling behind. Everyone followed Ye Feiran's suggestion and found that the pace was really relaxed, and they couldn't help but feel happy. In this way, although they encountered various illusions one after another, they finally broke out of the illusion smoothly. A day passed, and Ye Feiran only had the last three thunder tribulations left, but she no longer walked leisurely because she could not see the road ahead, nor could she see the people in front and behind. She was left alone. What's happening here? Is it her turn to fall into a fantasy? Ye Feiran stopped, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down his fluctuating mood. When her mood calmed down completely, she lifted her feet and continued walking up. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the front, and then it got stronger and stronger, turning into a violent wind, making it difficult for Ye Feiran to lift his feet, let alone move forward. In this way, even if Ye Feiran tried her best, she could not take another step forward. Faced with this situation, Ye Feiran felt calm. She did not stand still, but still tried hard to walk up. She still couldn't lift her feet up, and her whole body was hurt by the strong wind, especially her face, but she didn't give up. Because she knew that once she gave up, all her previous efforts would be wasted. She didn't know how much time had passed, but she still clearly felt the pain from being blown by the strong wind, but she couldn't feel her feet and was in a numb state. Ye Feiran still persisted, and suddenly she was able to walk up, and the moment she walked up, the strong wind stopped. However, she still couldn't see the road ahead, or the people in front and behind. Ye Feiran blinked her eyes lightly. She knew that she had not broken out of the illusion yet, but she could not find a breakthrough at the moment. She continued walking up, and as she walked, it began to rain. The raindrops grew from small to large, and became colder and colder. Gradually, the raindrops fell on my body, and I felt a stinging feeling. Ye Feiran frowned and continued walking forward, but because of the heavy rain, she walked slowly. As the raindrops became heavier and heavier, the ladder to the immortality under Ye Feiran's feet was no longer visible, leaving only the panting water. The water flow became more and more rapid. Ye Feiran might be washed down if he was not careful even if he walked up. Just like facing the strong wind, she never gave up. Likewise, she didn't know how long it took before she stepped onto a staircase, and then the rain stopped. Ye Feiran continued walking up, and then it started to snow. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the surrounding temperature is getting colder and colder. The most important thing is that the snow has covered the ladder to the fairyland with a very thick layer. Ye Feiran looked at the snow that had reached halfway up the mountain. If she continued to walk up, she might miss the mark and fall off the ladder. So, she stood still and began to look for a breakthrough. "Strong wind, rain, ice and snow..." Ye Feiran recalled what he had experienced before over and over again, and then looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky and couldn't help but reach out to catch them. A gust of wind blew, and the snowflake she was looking for was not caught. Wind...snow... The next moment, Ye Feiran thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he said with a smile, "If you have the way to heaven in your heart, why be afraid of wind and snow blocking the way to immortality!" As her voice fell, the surrounding wind and snow suddenly disappeared, and the ladder to the fairyland came into view again. She also saw the backs of the green-haired savage family of three in front, as well as her aunt, friends and friends behind them. At this moment, she also clearly felt the change in her mood. It turns out that climbing the Immortal Ladder is not only the only way to the Immortal Realm, but it can also exercise the practitioner’s state of mind!
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
