Unify all heavens

Li Qing narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the four drops of blood floating in front of him, and said in his heart: "If you want to know which version of the world this is, just look at whether Bu Jingyun's blood is divine blood. ! Because... only Bu Jingyun in the original novel is portrayed as a god!"

As soon as he thought about this, he sucked a drop of blood into his mouth and tasted it carefully.

Although he has no sense of taste, he can't taste this drop of blood and feel the energy contained in it.

In Li Qing's opinion, this drop of blood was very hot, hotter than the blood he had sucked before. Moreover, there is only a faint force of life in the blood of normal people, and the blood of monks will contain spiritual power, but the force of life in this drop of blood is extremely powerful, almost comparable to spiritual power!

After feeling the powerful force of life on the tip of his tongue, Li Qing frowned slightly, because apart from the extremely powerful force of life, this drop of blood was no different from other blood.

He squinted his eyes and put away the remaining three drops of blood before murmuring: "It seems that we have to do a second round of tests! But... there is one more thing to do before that!"

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Tianxiahui...

At this time, Bu Jingyun, who was dressed in black, came to the mountain gate of Tianxiahui. He looked up and saw hundreds of powerful men standing on both sides of the stone steps that were hundreds or thousands of meters long. young man in red.

He calmed down slightly and then stepped forward.

When he reached the steps and was about to take a step, he saw two long knives with cold light swinging towards his neck from the side, then crossing and stopping only a few centimeters away from his neck. At the same time, a cold and awe-inspiring voice sounded in his ears.

"Stop those who come, and no one will be allowed to trespass!"

Bu Jingyun turned around and saw that it was two young men in red standing on both sides of the first step who were holding him back with swords.

Although he usually doesn't like to talk, in order to avenge his father's murder, he now said: "I'm here to become a disciple!" As he spoke, he took out the folded notice in his arms.

Just like his cold and dull expression, his voice was also cold, so cold that the two tough young men shivered in the middle of summer.

After the two young men saw the notice in Bu Jingyun's hand, they looked at each other, picked up the knife, and continued to look straight ahead.

When Bu Jingyun saw that the two men were no longer trying to stop him, he folded the notice again and put it in his arms, then walked up the steps without saying a word.

Level ten...

One hundred levels...

A thousand levels...

Ten thousand levels...

As if Bu Jingyun didn't feel anything, he kept walking upwards without any hesitation in his legs. Even if a strong man walked up these ten thousand steps, his legs would feel like they were filled with lead.

But as a ten-year-old boy, he walked up without even a drop of sweat, and his legs were as steady as they were at the beginning.

When he reached the fifteen thousandth step, the young men in red on both sides couldn't help but be moved by him!

They asked themselves that even if they walked up these fifteen thousand climbing steps, they would still gasp slightly, but this young man acted as if he had just started climbing the steps, with steady steps and no change in his expression!

But they didn't know that even if Bu Jingyun's biological mother, who loved and hated him, died in front of him, and his wonderful adoptive father was beheaded in front of him, he would still look like this. But compared to now, his eyes were full of sadness then!

Gradually, under the gaze of hundreds of people on both sides, the ten-year-old boy climbed the 20,000th step.

At this moment, a "whirring" sound suddenly sounded in the air, and then a pitch black eight-carrying sedan fell from the air and landed beside Bu Jingyun.

The moment the sedan landed, hundreds of young men in red on the steps all knelt on one knee and shouted in unison: "See the gang leader!"

These four words resounded throughout the world at once, like thunder!

As the shouts rang in his ears, Bu Jingyun's heart moved. He looked sideways expressionlessly and saw that the curtain of the dark sedan was opened by a red-clothed sedan bearer, and a man in luxurious clothes walked out of it. A middle-aged man in a purple gown.

He looked at Bu Jingyun with admiration in his eyes and asked, "What's your name?"

"Huo Jingjue!"

Bu Jingyun said silently in his heart, but he said in his mouth: "Bu-Jingyun!"

"Bu-jing-yun? Cloud?"

Xiongba's eyes changed when he heard this, and he suddenly became suspicious. After repeating Bu Jingyun's name word for word, he suddenly laughed as if he remembered something, and raised his hand to pat Bu Jingyun's face. Behind his shoulders, he said with some expectation in his eyes: "Okay, okay, you can stay in this world from now on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his purple dragon-embroidered gown and soared into the sky with a loud laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xiongba flew very fast, but...he fell even faster.

Almost as soon as he took off, someone kicked him in the face from the air, causing him to fall to the ground.

His loud laughter that resounded throughout the entire Tianxiahui also stopped abruptly.

boom--

The moment Xiongba landed, the steps paved with blue bricks cracked instantly.

Click——

As rubble flew, Xiong Ba looked up with a livid face and saw two figures floating in the air.

Bu Jingyun, who was beside Xiong Ba, also looked up at this moment. He wanted to see who could knock the powerful Xiong Ba off the ground.

As for the young people on both sides of the steps, their faces were dull at this moment. They never dreamed that the mythical tyrant could be knocked to the ground.

In Xiongba's sharp-sword-like gaze, two figures slowly landed in the air not far from him.

One of them is a strange young man wearing purple clothes, and the other is a... Clay Bodhisattva wearing black robes!

Yes, Clay Buddha!

That charlatan who doesn’t even have a hint of martial arts!

The corners of Xiong Ba's eyes twitched. He didn't expect that the fortune teller he hadn't seen for three years, who he could crush to death with one finger, would have such strangely powerful cultivation!

But this is nothing compared to the young man in purple.

Because when he was in the air just now, although Xiong Ba felt the man's foot, he was kicked down without even having a chance to raise his hand.

"When did such a terrifying person appear in this world?"

Xiongba thought in his heart, but his face became more and more livid, and he said coldly: "Who are you?"

Li Qing looked at the middle-aged man with extraordinary temperament in front of him, and instead of answering his question, he asked: "Are you Xiongba?"

Xiongba's eyes grew colder and he sneered: "That's me!"

When he said "old", his figure suddenly rose up, and his legs turned into countless afterimages and kicked towards Li Qing. When he said "husband", all those countless legs kicked towards Li Qing's face.

It seemed as if he wanted to avenge Li Qing for kicking him out of the air just now!

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