Dragon Inside

"The technique of alchemy does not ask, this is a strange question on the road..."

Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, and after taking a deep breath, he did not hesitate. When he stepped out, he was directly on the road of enthusiasm in the eyes of tens of thousands of people here.

Between the mountains, I suddenly quieted down. For these disciples, the question of the heart is only in the legend. There are some terrible places, but I don’t know. When I saw Luo Yang, I began to hold my breath and look. Looked tightly at the heart of the road.

"According to Meng Wuyou's statement in Yu Jian, this test of the heart of the question can be roughly divided into three stages. Each 3,000 steps is a stage. The first stage is the mind, and the second stage is the test. The road, but the third stage, but no one knows, even the glory of the Dan teacher, is also fallen in it!"

Luo Yang's mind is running fast. Although one foot is already on the first step, it can be very calm, without any waves.

"In the first stage, if there is a half-disciplinary mind on Xuan Yuezong, it will directly turn into a blood fog. Even if it is a strong person in Yuantianjing, there will be no exception..."

After the brows were slightly wrinkled, Luo Yang’s feet moved again, and the whole person was completely on the road of asking for help.

During the time, a seemingly innocent gaze came from the end of the road and landed on Luo Yang’s body, as if he could see his body completely.

"Old mud, it's coming!" Luo Yang's heart moved, his heart quietly snorted.

"Do not worry, boy, there is Laozi in your state of mind, no one but Laozi can see your mind."

When Luo Yang’s voice just fell, the faint voice of the candle dragon rang in his ear, making Luo Yang’s heart loose.

After the eyes flashed slightly, Luo Yang’s feet did not hesitate, and they took steps in succession. In the blink of an eye, they crossed dozens of stone steps and headed for the top of the mountain.

Whenever Luo Yang rises a step, the gaze becomes more and more real, just like the long river of time, through tens of thousands of years, falling on him. Just a look is to let Luo Yang have a feeling of being completely seen through, as if even his own soul is exposed to that gaze.

"With confidence, it can't see you." At the foot of Luo Yang's feet, the candle dragon said again, the tone was very relaxed, and there was no tension.

After taking a deep breath, Luo Yang’s eyes showed a fine light, and his feet continued to move forward. The whole person rushed on the road of asking for help. Several breaths directly crossed a thousand stone steps, letting everyone outside look at the stupid eyes. .

"What is the situation?! Could it be that this kind of question is broken? This kid has nothing to do..."

"Impossible, this kind of questioning is left by my ancestors. Even after ten thousand years, it will not be damaged. There should be no problems."

"Since he can go, then I should have no problem right..."

An incredible voice rang among the many disciples here. Many disciples were rushing to look at the road of worries. In a moment, there were dozens of figures flying out and falling on the road of asking for help. The front.

"Give me the glory of Dan, and give me the qualification to wait for the road!"

The dozens of figures are all disciples of the Xuanmai School. It is also because the entry is less than ten years old. It is impossible to participate in this selection of Lien Dan. At this moment, seeing Luo Yang’s unimpeded road in this way, he has a hot eyes and bites his teeth. It is flying out.

Wen Xing's eyes looked at the dozens of figures, and after a moment of silence, he nodded slightly.

"If you pass the road, you will be given the qualification to participate in the selection."

The sound of Wenxing echoed between the mountains, as if it had the power of the avenue. Even if it was already noisy, it was clearly falling into the ears of every disciple.

For a time, in addition to the dozens of figures, many disciples flew out and flew away toward the road of asking for help.

Originally, only Luo Yang’s heart-wrenching road was so busy that nearly 100 disciples set foot on the road and began to walk towards the top of the mountain.

However, just for a moment, among the nearly one hundred disciples, the face of a disciple has changed drastically. When the figure retreats, it turns into a **** fog, and it falls on the road of asking for help.

"What happened? This question is not a problem, how can it be so horrible..."

A horrified voice rang from the mouth of a female disciple. Her feet were soft, and it was a step back. After stepping out, it was also turned into a **** fog, and the devil was falling on the road of enlightenment.

A burst of sound rang out, and nearly 100 disciples who stepped into the heart of the road suddenly turned into a dense fog of blood, and the bright red blood flowed on the stone steps, and the more horrible the heart would be.

Outside the mind, the many disciples who were far from the crowd had taken a breath of cold air. Many disciples who had not yet had time to step into the heart of the road, but also revealed the look of the rest of the robbery, and could not stop feeling behind. That drop of blood is like the shadow of death, and the hearts of thousands of disciples in this place are shrouded.

But when they looked at Luo Yang, who was still running wildly on the road of asking for help, his face was full of horror.

Being able to run all the way on such a terrible way of worrying, Luoyang at this moment is already in their hearts, leaving an indelible mark, even those who are Dan, are equally shocking!

"Impossible! This guy is just a pro-disciple, he can't pass the road!"

Among the crowd, Yan Song’s look was stunned. Seeing Luo Yang’s gallop on his way, his heart was already full of fear, and his eyes were full of dense blood.

"When you ask, every three thousand steps will be dozens of times harder. This kid is definitely not going to be three thousand steps!"

Yan Song’s heart kept whispering, his eyes staring at Luo Yang, even though he was so comforting himself, his body was still shaking.

Under the harsh eyes, Luo Yang’s figure suddenly stopped before the third thousand steps, his brows wrinkled, as if thinking about something.

"I knew that he must not be able to step on it..." Seeing Luo Yang stopping, Yan Song's eyes lit up, and his face sneered.

For a time, not only was Yan Song alone, but the eyes of tens of thousands of people in this place were quietly looking at Luo Yang, and the look in his face was tense.

"It will be him..." Wen Xing’s brow furrowed, his eyes continually sweeping through Luo Yang, as if thinking about something.

And just in the eyes of everyone, Luo Yang's figure once again moved to the third thousand stone steps!