Soon, a golden skeleton was formed, the golden teeth "clucked", and at the position of its head, the divine crystal flashed, and it was the size of a fist. This made Yang Ning instantly greedy, but soon, Yang Ning paid the price for his greed.
In the empty eye sockets, eyes actually shot out.
"Not good!" If Yang Ning still couldn't discover the identity of this skeleton during his lifetime, then his life would really be in vain.
"The owner of the strange eyes." It was too late for Yang Ning to say anything more. He slashed his sword across his chest and struck out with sword light.
Sizzling...
Rumble…
Smoke and dust billowed over the ground.
Yang Ning's body also flew backwards.
"Roar?" The little Qilin seemed a little confused, but he quickly launched an attack. He jumped up with his front paws and jumped directly towards the golden skull, which was the terrifying Holy Fire Magazine.
Yang Ning wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stared at the golden skeleton, already having some guesses about Qimou.
"Youyuan Golden Eyes." Only this kind of eyes can make the golden bones of the whole body, and only this kind of eyes can emit golden light.
And this is still the eye of the true adult stage.
"It is indeed a force that can be called Huandao Sect." Yang Ning raised his sword again, with a strong desire to fight burning in his chest. He stared at the golden skeleton and took a lunge, leaving a blood-red sword light.
Clang!
…
A series of collisions made Yang Ning feel his energy and blood surge, and several sword marks were left on the golden skull.
Staring at Yang Ning, it seemed a little unbelievable, but soon, more sharp attacks swarmed towards Yang Ning.
"Little guy, let's get to know him quickly, otherwise the piece of divine crystal will be almost consumed by him..." Yang Ning knew that the little Qilin was not deeply involved in the world, and compared to humans, the little Qilin was in the same situation at the moment. The intelligence and stage are actually similar to those of human children, so they have more playful thoughts during battles, so they don't put in their best efforts every time they take action.
But at this moment, when I heard Yang Ning say that this golden skeleton was actually consuming the spiritual power in the divine crystal, he suddenly became energetic. Between the bared teeth and his mouth, he let out a roar, and with the holy fire dedicated to Qilin all over his body, he rushed towards the golden skull. The skeleton runs away.
Uh-huh...
Several eyes pierced the air, trying to stop Qilin's attack, but the golden skeleton obviously did not expect that the little Qilin's body was ridiculously strong.
Even after absorbing all the glare, there was a violent impact on the golden skull.
Rumble…
boom!
The golden skeleton was thrown away by the impact, and the originally sluggish body was instantly shattered and scattered on the ground.
"Dead?" Yang Ning didn't believe it.
Sure enough, not long after they were scattered, the golden bones began to reorganize, which made Yang Ning a little depressed. Could it be said that these golden bones cannot be destroyed?
Yang Ning's body began to gather sword power.
Little Qilin's tall body, eyes twinkling, whispered "Uuuuuuuuu?" and asked Yang Ning what was going on.
Yang Ning is also confused, but since there are no other such skeletons except this golden skeleton, it can be explained that he is the only one who is the last guardian.
"Crush it." Yang Ning concluded.
Little Qilin said to Yang Ning again: "Uuuuuuuu?" He said that he wanted him to get the divine crystal in his head.
Yang Ning smiled bitterly and nodded.
"Roar!" The little Qilin suddenly felt the desire to fight. He spit out holy fire and shot towards the golden skeleton. He also lit fire on his limbs. As he rushed, smoke and dust flew everywhere. He instantly came to the skeleton and launched the most fierce attack, even attacking. At this time, he didn't forget to call Yang Ning.
"Wooyo woohoo..."
Yang Ning drew his sword loudly, and locked the golden skeleton with one hundred and twenty sword drawing skills. The sword light came from top to bottom and struck the skull of the golden skeleton.
With the full output of one person and one beast, the body of the golden skeleton, which had not yet been reorganized, fell apart again.
And on every scattered skeleton, there is a little holy fire burning.
Yang Ning had to admit that Xiao Qilin's holy fire was very perverted. It could actually burn bones, especially bones that were specially tempered.
Yang Ning also drew his sword again, but this time Yang Ning did not target other parts of the skeleton, but slashed specifically at the golden skull.
Broken sword.
One hundred and ten superpositions.
The force of collapse instantly fell on the skull.
Buzzing...
There was a buzzing sound, and the blood-red power of collapse remained in the golden skull, wiping away the golden skull bit by bit.
Sure enough, with Yang Ning and Xiao Qilin's special targeting, the golden bones did not reorganize this time, but the teeth kept chattering.
"It seems that our method is right..." Yang Ning also breathed a sigh of relief. The cultivation level of this golden skeleton during his lifetime was probably no less than that of the fifth level mountaineering realm.
Watching the golden bones turn into ashes bit by bit under the scorching heat of the Qilin Holy Fire, the little Qilin jumped for joy, and finally set its sights on the head, because that is where it should pay most attention.
Looking at the divine crystal that kept flashing red light, finally, half a quarter of an hour later, the power of collapse completely disintegrated the golden head.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""The little unicorn has become smaller again. Feed it.
"Stop it..." Yang Ning was really convinced by this little unicorn.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Xiao Qilin asked in confusion, but soon the fist-sized divine crystal was hidden behind him, for fear that Yang Ning would snatch it.
"Little guy, you misunderstood. I mean, if you swallow this holy crystal now, you will definitely fall into a deep sleep period. And I am deeply trapped in this ruins. If I encounter a very powerful enemy, I will be alone." How do people respond?" Yang Ning taught earnestly.
"Uh-huh-huh?" Are you sure? Obviously Xiao Qilin didn't believe Yang Ning.
Yang Ning nodded and said, "Look, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to deal with this golden skeleton just now." Yang Ning explained.
"Woo hoo hoo..." Okay.
Little Qilin held the divine crystal, turned into a ray of light, and entered the Qingming Ring. He soon reappeared, but when he reappeared, the divine crystal was gone.
"Okay, just put it away." Yang Ning looked at the little Qilin on his shoulder and said helplessly, and then he and the little Qilin were on the road again, heading towards the center.
But the only thing that puzzles Yang Ning is that the little unicorn is already at the level of the eighth-level ferocious beast, but it still can't transform, and it can't even speak human words. Could it be said that this is a kind of growth of the holy beast? Unique?
Yang Ning did not hesitate. He walked across the plains and breathed a long sigh of relief. He was still frightened. After all, a strength like the golden skull could only be used to test the strength of the entrants. This shows the strength of Huandao Sect.
But why did a sect with such strength become the dust of history in this area of Western Desolate City?
With doubts, Yang Ning and Xiao Qilin came to a set of steps that were not flat, but flat.
"Mountain steps?" Yang Ning recognized the origin of this kind of step, because this kind of thing is not unique here, but in the experience and memory of previous lives, many large sects have such climbing steps.
There are many illusions in it, each level has corresponding strength, and it is also a step to test the strength of the disciples in the sect.
Even Yang Ning had such spiritual power in Jian Zong back then, but it is obvious that compared to the climbing steps here, Jian Zong's climbing steps are too rough.
It's very peaceful. There are only nine steps, which seems very few, but Yang Ning is absolutely sure that the climbing steps here are not comparable to those of Jianzong.
Yang Ning stood with both feet at the foot of the steps. The steps looked very high. Each step was half a foot high. With nine steps, the drop reached nearly five feet.
"Little guy, it seems you still need to stay in the ring for a few days." Yang Ning said to little Qilin.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Little Qilin pointed at the steps with his little claws and asked.
"This kind of mountain climbing step is of no benefit to you. You might as well enter the ring. You can also eat a few more divine crystals..." Upon hearing the divine crystals, Little Qilin instantly became interested and without any hesitation, Dive directly into the Qingming Ring.
Seeing the little Qilin disappear, Yang Ning was also speechless. When will this little guy become more sensible? He shook his head helplessly. Yang Ning gathered his mood, tried his best to keep his sword heart clear and his mind united, and then took a step forward. The figure landed steadily on the first step.
As he stepped onto the first step, the scene in front of Yang Ning's eyes really changed.
"It is indeed an illusion..." Because this kind of illusion can test a person's heart toward the Tao the most, and it can also test the true heart of a cultivator.
In front of Yang Ning's eyes was the Yangjia Village back then. Everything looked very simple, which deeply evoked Yang Ning's childhood memories.
Everything was peaceful and everything seemed so familiar.
Past experiences kept flashing in front of Yang Ning, including his father, Yang Zhen, Yang Pi, and all the familiar people.
Could it be that the first level of this mountain climbing step is to let yourself experience the memories of your past?
Yang Ning didn't even have to think about it, thinking it was impossible.
Soon, the memory came to the night when Yang Ning was a beast. Yang Ning was unconscious that night, but unexpectedly entered the realm of mountains beyond the mountains. Finally, Yang Ning's father, Yang Shengfeng, introduced his spirit into his body and sealed the chaotic aura for Yang Ning. Yang Ning actually already knew about this, but he didn't What surprised Yang Ning was that when he was introducing the spirit into his body, when Yang Shengfeng was sealing the key, he saw two souls in Yang Ning's body.
This scene surprised Yang Ning. Yang Ning knew Yang Shengfeng's cultivation level. He was an absolute mountaineering expert and his cultivation level was not low. But at that time, he...
At this moment, Yang Ning no longer cares about illusions or illusions, because Yang Ning knows that this is the biggest secret of his two lives, and it is also that he has stolen the soul of another son. Although it is not considered a body-stealing, after all, Yang Shengfeng's real son has already been Death, but after all, it was oneself who occupied the magpie's nest, and oneself occupied the body of another's son. This is a fact.
And later, Yang Shengfeng also made bold guesses and had deeper guesses about his son, but Yang Shengfeng's thoughts at that time were obviously not with Yang Ning.
"It turns out that he knows everything." Yang Ning couldn't help but picture Yang Shengfeng in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel impatient.
In two lifetimes, he has never felt the affection of his parents. Although he had the tenderness of his father's love for a few years in this life, Yang Shengfeng was obviously not with his son at that time. After his rebirth, he has always longed for his father's love and mother's love. Now it seems Come, but it is so luxurious.
"Does it mean that as a human being, I cannot enjoy this kind of family happiness?" In Yang Ning's heart, the demonic nature grew lightly, and it had nothing to do with the sword's heart or his cultivation.
But in Yang Ning's mind, what kept coming was a demonic and ferocious voice.
"You are not my son, you give me back my son..." Yes, at this moment Yang Shengfeng, with a ferocious face, roared at Yang Ning.
"No, it's not me, I'm your son, I am..." Yang Ning roared, longing for a family relationship.
