Jiuqiu said in a deep voice.
This chain is extraordinary. There are three chains running through the sky. One leads to the third layer, the second leads to the sixth layer, and the third - to the ninth heaven!
At the same time, in the city far outside the abyss, five streams of light flashed by. They were the four hall masters and the messenger from the sixth floor who had been alarmed long ago.
When Jiuqiu and Huzi appeared, they gave up the idea of continuing to observe. How could someone who could move the Ninth Heaven be ordinary
You have to know that either of these two people was a super powerful person who dominated the spiritual world thousands of years ago, and they were only young at that time.
After a thousand years, how strong will their cultivation be
No one dared to imagine that, almost immediately after Hu Zi cured Feng Qingyang, everyone who planned to enter the City of Sin or was already in the city, all bowed to the two of them.
Respectful voices rose and fell, resounding throughout the world. The City of Sin was indeed a shelter for the devil, but it was only the first three floors.
But no one knows the next six floors. Like the mysterious Ghost King Sect and the powerful but never-competitive Duobao Pavilion, they are all behemoths that the world can only look up to but cannot shake.
In the distance, some people looked at Feng Qingyang's face and knew his choice. They felt sorry for him but were also filled with awe.
This is the attitude a strong person should have!
"I don't know which chain this person will step on. Judging from the sound of his wheel, he will probably choose the third chain. But it seems that no one has ever walked on this third chain before."
Everyone sighed. Thousands of years ago, no one dared to walk the third chain on the white abyss. The danger was self-evident.
Rumor has it that Qian Shangli of the Nine-Chapter Heaven Palace was the one who stepped over the third iron chain and reached the Nine-Chapter Heaven Palace. His crossing that year established his fame in the spiritual world.
Anyone who can pass the third iron chain has the qualifications to grow into a Saint. Of course, this is just a title, but this title alone can prove the influence of this iron chain.
There are nine Saints in the world, but in addition to these nine super powerful ones, there are countless people at the peak of the Dao Transformation Realm, or quasi-saints. Although they do not have the position of Saint, they are still overlords under the nine.
Among these people are the Ghost King of the Ghost King Sect and Qian Shangli, the eldest disciple of the Nine Heavens Palace in the City of Sin. These are just the people in the open.
"What if I take the third path?"
Feng Qingyang looked at the two people in front of him and the five men surrounding him. All of them were great masters in the Dao Transformation Realm. And except for Jiuqiu and Huzi, the demonic aura emitted by the other five was truly frightening.
"The third one?"
Jiuqiu was shocked, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He originally thought that Feng Qingyang would not go through the trouble of crossing the chains, but after hearing him say that, it seemed natural.
Being able to rotate the twelve big drums, he has already caught up with their senior brother Qian Shangli. This kind of person is proud and determined. Once he has made a choice, he will not give up. How could he not take the third chain
"The third one is called the Heavenly Rule. This rule leads you directly to the gate of my Nine Heavenly Palace. If you succeed, a teleportation array will appear at the end to escort you there successfully. If you fail, you will fall into the abyss of ten thousand feet and will never be able to be reborn. You will become a member of this white mist."
What!
Everyone heard this, is there such a thing? The fog in the white abyss was originally a mystery, and now hearing Jiuqiu say this, it seems to have an explanation.
"The white mist below is the loser of all generations?"
Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice, looking at the indifferent expressions of Jiuqiu and Huzi, his heart suddenly trembled. If this was true, then how many people had died among them
How many souls make up this vast white fog? It has never dissipated in tens of millions of years.
"Tell me, do I have any reason to go back?"
Immediately, Feng Qingyang waved his hand, pushed away Hu Zi's support, and in a flash, he came to the side of the iron chain. Looking at the iron chain that spanned the void, the power of enlightenment in his heart became more and more obvious.
"The third one!"
His eyes turned and immediately locked onto the slightly higher chain on the right. Almost at the same time, he turned the confrontation and walked towards the edge.
"The third option, he chose the third option!"
"The third one is the legendary chain of death. Can he get through it?"
"This person's strong will and firm mentality are simply unheard of." In the distance, Xuan Chen looked at Feng Qingyang who was the focus of everyone's attention, and said in a deep voice.
"Brother, could he be Feng Qingyang?"
Chunyang asked, but seeing that Xuan Chen didn't say anything, his originally crazy eyes gradually calmed down, and a hint of helplessness flashed across his face.
At this point, what does it matter if it is? What does it matter if it is not? But seeing this person's will, Xuan Chen had the answer in his heart. Except for Feng Qingyang, no one in the world could be so crazy.
He sighed secretly, fearing that he could no longer control his fate. Then he laughed at himself, thinking that he had never influenced him.
I couldn't kill him when he was weak, on the contrary, I had a cause and effect relationship with him. If he becomes powerful, wouldn't he be the first one to seek revenge on me
Thinking of this, Xuan Chen's eyes darkened and became slightly deep, with an imperceptible brilliance flashing in them. He glanced at Feng Qingyang who was about to step onto the third chain, and the vast white abyss below, and he had already made a decision in his heart.
Just as everyone thought, almost at the moment when Feng Qingyang stepped onto the third chain, a series of sounds came, louder than the previous rotating drum.
The arm was thick and sparse, but in the void it looked like a thin silver chain. A thin man was standing on it, and a feeling of being in danger suddenly appeared in everyone's heart.
And just after he stepped on it, the iron chain that passed through the sea of clouds transformed into three thick stone pillars out of thin air in the middle, and there was a sealed beast on each donor.
Accompanied by violent shaking, the roaring sound seemed to be the prelude to the appearance of the beast-sealing stone pillar. The dark clouds that had disappeared originally began to rain heavily at this time.
Feng Qingyang raised his head, his eyes were cold and seemed to have no emotions. Drops of cold air fell and flowed onto his face. He smacked his lips and instantly felt a hint of bitterness.
"Tears?"
When the roar disappeared and the earth stopped shaking, three thick iron pillars had been fully formed. Their appearance directly divided the iron chain into three parts, one section higher than the other, like three steps.
The ancient stone pillar was covered with moss, but the moss was actually glowing faintly in the white sea of clouds. The moment he stepped on it, a huge force suddenly appeared and blocked the void for thousands of miles, so that no one could fly in the air anymore.
The iron chain was cold. Feng Qingyang stepped on it with his front foot. When he followed with his back foot, the rainstorm became heavier. He did not put up a protective shield, but took out a small hat in the surprised eyes of everyone and put it gently on his head.
“Actually, I don’t like arrogance!”