Zhanxian

Each of the ten Kindan Master who presides over the ladder can add his imagination to the fantasy of the ladder. This is a unique feature of the ladder formation method and a powerful part of the questioning heart road. Best of all, the ten Kindan masters who presided over the formation were even free to communicate and coordinate through the divine mind.

When Gong Sun Ling climbed the ladder, in addition to Xu Chengxin, others played with this hand and worked together to create obstacles for Gong Sun Ling. Now Yang Chen steps to the heavenly ranks, everyone still does the same trick, but it is only initiated by the foreign affairs hall master of Tianquan Sect.

As Yang Chen stepped to the first level of heaven, it was as if he were in the middle of a prison camp. In front of him were ten prisoners who had been tied up, and he had recovered from dressing up as an executioner with a red silk head, a naked top and a ghost knife. However, the ghost knife in the hand is the look of the murder knife in Sendai, and the look of the sword box in Yang Chen Kung De Ring.

Fantasy is born from the mind, everything is still based on the cognition in Yang Chen's mind, in order to be able to use the power of the formation method to form the illusion. Seeing this familiar scene, Yang Chen's face also showed a scornful smile. With this, I want to make it difficult for Yang Chen. Isn't this self-pitching?

With the murder knife in his hand swinging, ten people's heads landed for a moment. The scene in front of him changed slightly, and ten people quickly turned into hundreds. A hundred more, a thousand more.

No matter how many people come, for Yang Chen, it is just a matter of the number of swords waved, there is no thought. Every time Yang Chen waved a knife, there seemed to be no hesitation. One knife at a time, all of them cut off their heads, no different.

After cutting off a thousand heads, the prisoners in front of them finally changed. Originally a few strong prisoners, this time a woman. Various types, some smoky, some soft, elegant, some arrogant, some gentle, and different.

Ten women, some shouting unjust, some crying, some with emotional context, some looking angrily. Yang Chen did not have any hesitation at all, still one by one, and as a result, these women were convicted.

Next, there are 100 women, 1,000 women, pleading, seduction, cursing, respectful, all kinds of appearance here, and the more wonderful the woman's body, the more beautiful the face, as if Yang Chen wanted, they can always recommend a pillow seat, as long as Yang Chen does not wave the knife.

Whatever type Yang Chen faced, it was just a knife cut off, no pity at all. After the woman, the prisoner became a grey-haired old man, 10, 100, 1,000.

In the illusion, Yang Chen took a long time to cut off so many heads. In reality, everyone saw Yang Chen step by step to the heavenly scale, and has reached the ninth.

“Is he really a stone heart?” Not everyone can chop off thousands of heads without hesitation. Instead of giving up on it, he stirred up the fighting spirit: “I don't believe it, you can kill anyone! ”

In front of Yang Chen, ten young children appeared, male and female. In this regard, Yang Chen didn't care at all. Mechanically, he was waving a knife. In the blink of an eye, 100 young children, 1,000 young children were beheaded by Yang Chen.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

“Ask the heart, I will not care about the identity of any opponent since I am going to take the killing path of the executioner!” Yang Chen gave himself a firm answer, and the murder knife in his hand swung unhesitatingly towards the ten swaddled babies. And then there were 100 babies, 1,000 babies.

After the baby, it's the Beast, the Evil Ghost, the Murderer, the Weird. In the face of these, Yang Chen did not hesitate. No matter how alluring the temptations of all kinds, or the intimidation of the fiend god, suspicion is the cry of poor Baba, or even all sorts of magical attacks of demonic monsters. In front of Yang Chen, all of us have no role. All of it, Yang Chen was blind, responding to those, only to cut them one by one.

After chopping off these monsters, Yang Chen's face has been replaced by his own neighbors.

Sun Haijing, behead!

Chu Heng, behead!

Han Jiande, behead him!

Four servants, Shen Da Yuan Ting Guqun He Lian, respectfully saluted Yang Chen, and Yang Chen responded, still chopped off the knife. After the four servants, Shangguanfeng, President Wang appeared successively, while Chen Yang also did not hesitate to behead.

Chengxin Xu, behead!

Sun Qingxue, behead!

Shi Shanshan, behead!

Du Qian, behead!

Zhu Chentao, behead him!

Gongsun Ling, behead!

Parents, behead!

Master, behead!

The appearance of people, in Yang Chen's mind is increasingly important, but Yang Chen doesn't even care who the other party is, as if to sharpen his mind in this illusion, without any hesitation one by one beheading, there is no wave in his heart. All of this, in illusion, Yang Chen did not have any psychological burden.

“Brother, you've finally walked the ladder!” Yang Chen mechanically waved the knife, suddenly all the scenes changed, and he had stood at the entrance of the ladder at the foot of the floating mountain. Next to him, weak Sun Ling has recovered a lot, the laughter looked at Yang Chen, his face full of surprise and pride.

The ears were suddenly filled with noisy sounds, shock, doubt, madness, and all sorts of screams were filled with Yang Chen's ears. A disciple on the second level of gas refining, who actually walked through all the steps of the ladder, was simply impossible.

Xu Chengxin's voice came from afar. Haha laughed as if to show off to everyone: “Hahaha, I am Yang Chen, disciple of the mountain gate outside the Pure Yang Palace. After walking all the ladders, no one has ever been there before, who dares to disobey?” Be proud, overflowing with words and sounds.

After initial suspicion and shock, the bystanders were no longer that contemptuous gaze, but rather a complex gaze of jealousy and dissatisfaction. The more this happens, the more Yang Chen can have an unparalleled sense of accomplishment, the more satisfying it is to persuade the enemy, and even more satisfying than to make his own people happy.

“Yang Daoyou, I always thought you were a master at Qi Refining Level 7, pretending to be Qi Refining Level 2. It seems I was wrong. I hereby apologize to Yang Daoyou, please forgive me!” The guy who previously questioned Yang Chen's big mouth also jumped out to Yang Chen's soft suit: “Yang Daoyou's determination, I admire it! ”

“Too bad it sounds so good, it's just a illusion!” Yang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, and suddenly a murder knife appeared in his hand. The guy talking to him was a knife, and then he turned around violently and cut off a knife to the neck of his grandson Ling.

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