Chapter 549: Weird steps

The higher the rise, the greater the resistance, and Zhang Yifeng felt a terrifying sense of oppression throughout his body, as if he was in a confined space, and this space was squeezing towards him.

Puff!

I don't know how long it has been up, Zhang Yifeng still couldn't help but spit out blood, he felt that his internal organs were crushed by this inexplicable pressure.

Zhang Yifeng stopped, he hesitated a bit, whether he wanted to go up.

Just when he hesitated, a drop of dew invisible to the naked eye dripped from the sky, and it dripped on Zhang Yifeng's arm.

A warm burning sensation came in an instant, and a sea of ​​fire seemed to appear in Zhang Yi's wind and knowledge.

Of course, this was just the illusion he had suddenly produced.

"This is... dew!"

Zhang Yifeng's body trembled, and the water droplets containing the smell of flame must be the dew of the ghost tree. In other words, above the sky, in the ghostly atmosphere, is there really a tree?

The nether fruit tree grows on the entire **** city?

All kinds of questions made Zhang Yifeng make up his mind and decided to move forward. The whole body's aura is running to the extreme, and the Zhanxian body also quietly runs.

Zhang Yifeng's body released a faint golden light, like a **** child, riding on the Scar of the Sky and continuing forward.

A weird scene appeared, the distance increased again, Zhang Yifeng thought that the pressure would become greater and greater, but who knew that in the end, the pressure would actually become less and less.

I don't know how long it has been up, and a black ladder appeared in the line of sight. This ladder was formed by ghosts, like a road to hell.

At this time, the surrounding scene completely changed. Except for the black stairs, the ghost energy around had disappeared. When you raised your head, you could see the illusory Yuqing Dao array in the sky.

Zhang Yifeng didn't know how high he had flown, but he hadn't even flown out of the Yuqing Dao Formation. It seemed that the ghost energy contained the method of Xumi, condensing the ghost energy of one hundred thousand meters into a hundred meters.

The black ladder is full of weirdness. On both sides of the ladder, there are white clouds. The entire black ladder seems to be in the mist, like a road to heaven and a ghost road to hell.

Zhang Yifeng frowned, there is no tree in the sky, so where is the ghost fire? Where does the dew form?

It seems that you must climb this black ladder. He has come here, it is impossible to give up halfway.

Step by step, he approached the black stairs, and Zhang Yifeng discovered that on both sides of the stairs, ghosts formed a lot of patterns, with flowers, insects, fish, birds and beasts.

Ascending the black ladder, nothing has changed or encountered any danger.

Zhang Yifeng speeds up, intending to quickly pass this black ladder.

However, this black ladder does not seem to have an end. You can see the end, but you can't reach the end. This feeling is a little broken.

Just when Zhang Yifeng was thinking about whether there was a phantom or maze, the surrounding environment finally changed.

The original white and misty weapon actually showed a trace of blood. At first, this mist was only a trace, and then it became more and more dense.

After just a few breaths, the fog completely turned into blood, and there was a faint murderous intent.

This scene is really scary.

If it were an ordinary warrior, he would have been too scared to move forward, but Zhang Yifeng had seen a lot of dangerous places in his previous life, and the Jedi would naturally not be scared by this scene. He stayed for a while before moving on.

Ahead, the blood-colored mist is thicker, and the **** aura rushes toward your face, as if what is floating in the air is not water vapor, but blood vapor formed by the evaporation of blood.

The blood-colored steps are endless, and Zhang Yifeng has been walking for several hours, but he still has no tendency to come to an end.

Zhang Yifeng feels dizzy and wants to sleep. Fortunately, he knows the roots of the wisdom tree in the sea. The wisdom tree emits a gurgling stream, which keeps Zhang Yifeng awake.

Zhang Yifeng moved forward, the golden Buddha clothes on his body seemed to be resisting something.

I didn't know that when he moved forward, suddenly, a **** corpse appeared in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

Zhang Yifeng frowned at that time.

Because among those corpses, he saw familiar people, Monk Jueyuan, a man of virtue, Luo domineering, Gongsun Rong, and even Luo Ziyi and Luo Yanran.

Their deaths were very tragic and terrible.

Monk Jueyuan had his eyes gouged and his throat was cut; a huge hole of blood appeared in the abdomen of the Taoist priest, and a pool of blood poured out; Luo domineering's head and body were separated, and his two round eyes seemed to be watching Zhang Yifeng.

Gongsun Rong was cut off by his waist. Luo Yanran fell to his side, half of his body was missing.

Beside Luo Yanran, there were He Yajiao, Lin Siying, Meng Nishang... even his sister Zhang Kexin.

All the people he likes, even the people he doesn't like, or the people who have crossed over, are all on the corpse steps.

In addition, there are many other corpses, densely packed, like a mountain of corpses.

His friend died, and his relatives died.

The scene before him is absolutely unacceptable to ordinary people, but Zhang Yifeng just shook his head lightly, and said lightly: "This little illusion also wants to stump me."

He didn't even look at the corpses on the floor, and walked over directly, even facing Zhang Kexin's corpse, he did not stop.

Finally, the sky full of bones was gone, and Zhang Yifeng reached the peak of the steps.

Suddenly, the black steps disappeared, and there was a huge and boundless space in the depths of Zhang Yifeng.

The sky in this space is also faintly glowing, and the ground is full of white bones of various shapes, endless.

There are still fresh corpses around these bones.

Most of these corpses were mutilated, some lost their arms, some lost their legs, some lost half of their faces, and some had their stomachs hollowed out, as if they had been eaten by a beast, which looked disgusting.

The yin wind blowing from all around made people's back chills even more.

Apart from these, there is nothing else.

After stepping up the stairs, he seemed to have come to an endless killing field.

Zhang Yifeng first observed and determined that there was no danger around him, and then walked forward to find a way out.

Choosing a direction, he kept moving forward. He believed that this space could not be endless.

One day... two days... ten days... one month!

The scene that made Zhang Yifeng a little desperate appeared. He moved in one direction and walked for a full month, but there was no sign of reaching the edge.

Bones, rotten meat, carrion!

Everywhere!

There is nothing else.

In the vast ancient killing field, there was no other sound except Zhang Yifeng stepping on the bones to make a creepy click.

Zhang Yifeng walked aimlessly like this, time passed day by day, but what is strange is that Zhang Yifeng did not feel hungry, thirsty, or even exhausted at all!