Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Fantianluo nodded. It turned out that they had discussed it long ago. The ancestors and the others did not follow Fantianluo to Bixianmen. After all, there were too many old monsters up there. Let Fantianluo go to find out the situation first, and in order to be upright in the future. When the earth appeared in front of people, Mo Xingchen also followed the ancestor, and at the same time, Xiao Bodhi, who wanted to go to the Qishan Mountains to collect herbs, and Xiao Shuang, who was looking for treasures, also followed.

Only Xiao Jin and Xiao Qinglong stayed behind to protect Fan Tianluo, Mu Yu and Zhuo Ye also wanted to follow their ancestors to practice, and Zhan Hao naturally joined them, after all, there is a Qishan Mountain Range that allows them to make rapid progress.

Furthermore, Fan Tianluo still needs to get familiar with the situation when he first goes up, if they are in the Yincup, it will be a problem to figure it out, so Fan Xinghe plans to stay in the south gate town, and he also took Fan Tianluo's ice mask, For the convenience of walking.

However, if there is a situation, the ancestors will arrive at the first time.

Everyone entered the ancestor's storage ring, only then did the ancestor flash out from the silver cup, a faint purple light flickered and then disappeared.

Fan Tianluo was a bit reluctant, but there was nothing she could do, but she was on the mountain, and there was always a chance to go down the mountain, and Xiao Diao and Xiao Bodhi could send a message if she wanted to say anything.

Nanshan Gate is a magnificent large jade archway, with three big characters painted on iron and silver hooks, which is very majestic. There are two disciples of Bixianmen on the left and one on the right holding the door.

Yin Lu brought Fan Tianluo and his group to the door. Yin Lu took out a green sign and gave it to one of the disciples. The disciple immediately said, "It turns out that Deacon Yin brought the disciples back, please come in."

Fan Tianluo looked a little strange that the disciples didn't seem to know Yin Lu very well, but considering that there are tens of thousands of disciples in the Bixian Sect, which is bigger than a town, it's normal not to know each other, not to mention that Yin Lu has a popular face.

Yin Lu didn't say much, and led everyone up the mountain immediately. The mountain path is a staircase that stretches all the way up. There are at least a thousand steps when looking up, but it's not a problem for martial practitioners like them.

But as soon as Fan Tianluo stepped into the door, she felt a strong pressure pressing down, causing the profound energy in her body to stop functioning.

"There are restrictions on this mountain path, so everyone's profound energy is suppressed, and they can only rely on their own physical strength to go up. This is also a way to test everyone's perseverance. Come on, the old man is waiting for you on it. By the way, the first The one who goes up will be rewarded." After Yin Lu finished speaking, he jumped into the air and went straight away, and the remaining ten people looked at each other in blank dismay. It seems that there is only a restriction on this step, and there is no restriction on the other steps. This is a bit like giving new disciples A feeling of dismounting.

"Everyone, let's go, isn't it just a step? It can still stump us." Murongyin said very coolly.

A group of people stepped forward one after another, but they could only walk like ordinary people. The profound energy in their bodies was completely suppressed, as if they couldn't relax a little bit.

Fan Tianluo frowned, and began to rotate the Shocking Art in her body, the inner strength filled her whole body, and she felt her body lightened immediately, but she didn't reveal this, and followed everyone up.

"Damn, why are your feet getting heavier and heavier!" Yin Fengxue was originally walking first, but after walking about three hundred steps, he suddenly stopped and cursed because he began to feel that every step he took was getting heavier.

"Yeah, I have this feeling too." Xiao Liang frowned, already profusely sweating.