Are you kidding me with this?
Chen Anping frowned, what kind of pervert created this Blood Knocking Door?
Only when people kowtow in front of him repeatedly can they get the enjoyment in their hearts. Such people may have some special hobbies during their lifetime.
Chen Anping is already in a dilemma at this moment. If he leaves the Blood Knocking Gate at this moment, he doesn’t know what will happen, but if he continues to kowtow...
Wouldn’t his knees and head be broken by kneeling on the Thousand Layers of Blood Stairs? Even if he has passed the Thousand Layers of Blood Stairs, what will happen next?
Chen Anping thought about it for a moment, and when he was about to think of a solution that had both ends, Xiao Jiu in the Dragon Blood Jade spoke again.
"Master, this kowtow will be good for you!"
Chen Anping smiled bitterly, even if he knew that kowtowing has benefits, but if he kowtows a thousand layers...
Before he could think about it too much, Dragon Xiaojiu actually controlled the Dragon Blood Jade to make Chen Anping bear a weight of ten thousand kilograms unexpectedly. His knees could not bear the weight at all and he knelt down without warning.
Kowtow completed!
The dim and dark blood staircase has another blood mark on the hand, and a drop of orange blood is left on Chen Anping's forehead.
Chen Anping couldn't help but cursed, "Xiaojiu! You ****!"
"Master... feel the changes in your body quickly!"
Chen Anping looked at the spiritual energy in his body with anger, and the power of the snowflakes formed like a dragon from his forehead and poured into his dantian. Thousands of snowchen spiritual energy directly stimulated his dantian, so that Chen Anping, who was originally only at the third level of the Sky Control Realm, actually gained tens of millions of snowflakes at this moment.
The fourth level of the Sky Control Realm!
Just kowtowing this time will give you an extra level of improvement. If the monks from the outside world knew about this, they would probably rush to break their heads.
Chen Anping smiled slyly, feeling somewhat satisfied.
To live in this world, you must be able to stretch and bend. If you can only straighten, wouldn’t you be exhausted?
Occasional contraction may be able to make the moment of straightening more powerful!
Chen Anping gritted his teeth silently, watching the barrier in front of him gradually disappear, and then climbed up the second blood staircase.
"Welcome to the Dream Stairs!"
Chen Anping was startled again, what exactly was this bloody stairway doing, and what was the meaning of the dreamy stairway.
"Those who climb the ladder of dreams are all people with infinite dreams. As long as you are willing to stay on this ladder for ten years, I will realize whatever dreams you have in the outside world for you!"
"How about it? Have you thought about it clearly?"
Chen Anping stopped for a moment, and in ten years he replaced it with a dream of his own desire.
It is probably a very good deal for anyone, and many people will never be able to fulfill their so-called dream in their lifetime.
But for Chen Anping, these ten years are destined to be extraordinary. He is more afraid that his baby Ling Qing will be bullied by others in these ten years, as well as his parents...
"Sorry, I refuse!"
"In that case, please kowtow and climb up to the third step!"
Chen Anping raised his hands and bowed, "Thank you, senior, for your understanding, I have my own goals."
After saying this, Chen Anping bent down and prepared to kowtow, but Xiaojiu's urgent voice directly interrupted his movements.
“Be careful, there is a scam!”
Chen Anping's movements stopped at the moment when his knees were bent, and he knelt on the ground with both knees within ten centimeters.
The dreamy voice sounded again, "After you kowtow, you can go up to the next step. Do you have any worries?"
"It's not that I'm worried...but I want you to die!"
Chen Anping gave a low shout, flipped his wrist, and the Zhuxian Sword made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and slashed into the void as fast as lightning.
The smile on the confused face of the dreamy soul froze, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "No... you can't kill me..."
A deep blood-red color passed by, almost burning the soul in front of him.
"You were the one who wanted to kill me first!"
Chen Anping withdrew the Zhuxian Sword indifferently. The moment the sword fell, the blood-red color on the second blood level turned into dim black.
Sure enough!
It seems that the master behind the Blood Knocking Gate is not as simple as I thought. Although he gave me the opportunity to become stronger, I have to kill the souls in him layer by layer.
And judging from the performance of these souls, they may have suffered some kind of special torture and temptation during their lifetimes. Only the resentment mixed with their souls after death can ensure that they will not dissipate in the world.
After kowtow!
Chen Anping reached the third level of blood as he wished. There was no soul fluctuation here, not even a single sign of life emerged.
「What’s going on?」
"Have the souls stationed at this level of blood already died?"
Any soul that remains in the world can survive in the world for a long time.
But heaven and earth will not let any soul live in the world forever, and use the way of heaven to dispel the resentment of those souls.
Chen Anping felt very tricky at this moment. He felt every inch and every crack with the power of his soul, trying to find the hidden Ollie.
"Found it!"
"After the soul dissipated, there was indeed a ray of residual soul that did not dissipate."
"But this..."
Chen Anping opened his mouth slightly, looking at the small thing less than one thousandth of a millimeter, he couldn't help but rub his pupils and looked at it for a long time.
If it weren’t for the ascetic’s own soul that can sense extremely subtle existences, I’m afraid he wouldn’t be able to see the “little things” in front of him with just his naked eyes, even with a magnifying glass!
"No!"
"Let me kill this little monster, it's really hard to do!"
Cack, croak, croak...
The monster as small as dust particles made some strange noises in front of Chen Anping.
Chen Anping tried to put his ear close to the other party to hear clearly what the other party said.
His ear was only a few feet away from the opponent, and Chen Anping's body seemed to be convulsing and motionless.
The strange screams became louder and louder, as if they were echoing in Chen Anping's spiritual world.
I don’t know how long it lasted, but the soul as small as dust was forcefully integrated into Chen Anping’s spiritual world.
At that moment, Chen Anping's eyes widened, as if he had seen something impossible. His face was filled with disbelief, and his soul seemed to be frozen in place.
After another second, Chen Anping opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he only spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell softly.
“He...”
“How could it be like this...”