My practice narration is weird

If someone reaches the sky and looks down, he will find that there are several dazzling blood-colored lights emanating from the great inflammation of the sky.

The blood-colored rays of light were scattered, and the most dazzling one was actually the gathering of three rays of light.

Several days have passed, and the news about Tianji Tower has spread. Everyone also knows the meaning of this bloody light.

They are all people who hold tokens and can lead to Luohe Paradise.

The corpse of an ancient monster clan fell heavily from the sky and fell to the ground in Beiyuan, kicking up dust all over the sky.

Ye Wuyou's figure followed closely behind, landed on the ground, and waved his hand.

"Number..." Lu Caiwei pointed her fingers aside, calculating something.

"Including this one, this is the eighth one in total." Ye Wuyou reminded just right.

This is the eighth guy they want to attack.

The birth of Luohe Cave Paradise was exactly as the master of Tianji said, exploding many cultivators who had survived to this day.

Either in order to survive or to restore their past glory, of course they cannot miss this opportunity in Luohe and must win it.

"These beasts are not very powerful."

Along with the cold voice, Luo Qinghan's figure also fell from the sky.

Beside them were Bai Lu and Luo Yue, as well as Mr. Hu and Jiu Li.

Luo Qinghan had one token in his hand, and Ye Wuyou had two tokens in his hand.

Concerned about the impact of Tianlan City, the group finally came to the deserted Beiyuan.

In such a lineup, in front of a few people, the few practitioners of the past era who appeared in front of Ye Wuyou didn't feel that they were strong since they fought.

Not to mention compared to Pulao, even Fu Kong and Wu couldn't compare.

Ye Wuyou was still doubtful at first, but then he thought about it and didn't take it to heart.

Those who were originally just surviving to this day, now mostly wake up from their slumbers in various places to fight to the death in order to survive, and they have some real skills.

At the beginning, there were many figures who came to spy on Ye Wuyou and the others from a distance, but not many of them actually ended up.

It wasn't until they saw that the three of them were in a group, and each of them had killed several ancient practitioners who had met their fate, that the figures retreated.

But Ye Wuyou knew that their departure was not giving up.

Instead, he went somewhere else.

Ye Wuyou looked along the sky into the distance.

One, two, three, four...

Counting the three on his side, there are a total of six bloody rays of light.

In other words, there are still three tokens in the hands of the others.

And among the remaining three rays of light, two of them are gathered together. Just like my own party, it seems that they are accompanying each other?

Only one of them is left, a lone wisp, obviously only one person.

But these rays of light have been silent since the day before yesterday.

Even the location has not changed.

It is obviously the owner and has not changed.

Seeing the whole picture from a corner, Ye Wuyou glanced at the two light pillars first, and finally fell on the single light.

"I think that's the ancient sword cultivator Lu Caiwei mentioned."

[Ancient sword cultivator? It’s simply a joke, no matter how high the opponent’s cultivation level is, they are all vulnerable]

Oh, why?

[All real sword cultivators have died long ago. Do those who have survived till now still have the slightest bit of sword heart? Also worthy of being called a sword cultivator? 】

Well, classic German joke.

[The weather has arrived and the Luohe River is about to open]

[Step into the Luohe River, pay for your blood debt with blood, and use the flesh and blood of these remnants to build your long steps to ascend to the gods! 】

Ye Wuyou looked at the two tokens in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then handed one of them to Lu Caiwei.

And the other one...

"What are you doing?" Tianhu, who had lost both tails, looked confused.

Ye Wuyou walked to his mother-in-law Jiuli and handed it back to her.

"This token was originally in the hands of my uncle and aunt. I just returned it."

Although the token was originally in his hand, it was then snatched away by those two bald donkeys.

But Ye Wuyou snatched it back, and the thing fell into the hands of his son-in-law. Do he still want to get it back?

The former king of Qingqiu also knew the strangeness of Luohe, which undoubtedly meant great opportunities for practitioners.

Who wouldn’t be touched in their heart…

What's more, this doesn't come easily.

But after all, we are from our own family...

The mother-in-law initiated the marriage at this moment.

【He is good, so am I】

"I don't want it, just take it." Jiuli turned his head.

Ye Wuyou's eyes flickered, and then he turned to look at Bai Lu and Luo Yue beside him.

Luo Yue looked a little confused, but still shook her head gently at Ye Wuyou.

She could see clearly that this thing had nothing to do with her.

"I don't need this." The little girl said.

Bai Lu, on the other hand, frowned and came to Ye Wuyou, puffing out her chest and saying.

"What are you thinking about? A token pushes three blocks and four, even if the opportunity comes to you, you don't want it. If you don't want it, just give it to me!"

After the words fell, Ye Wuyou threw the token directly in front of Bai Lu.

"I don't want it." He smiled.

Bai Lu looked stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took it, with anger and annoyance in her eyes.

"Ye Wuyou, you, you, you... what about you!"

"I'm not going." Ye Wuyou looked calm.

"no!"

Bai Lu was anxious, and immediately rushed forward with bites.

Ye Wuyou won't go! Then what else are you going to do?

Bai Lu doesn't like to practice, she only likes to be with Ye Wuyou.

Either go together or not go!

Luo Qinghan on the side saw Ye Wuyou give the token, and there was a little surprise in his eyes, but then he retracted his gaze and looked at it with disdain.

If he didn't go, then the chance for me to surpass him... would come.

Luo Qinghan knew shame and then courage, realm is her obsession, and she had already secretly vowed in her heart that she must surpass Ye Wuyou.

Lu Caiwei, on the other hand, had a calm look at this moment, as if she had thought of something.

The ground made a slight vibration.

This vibration spread in all directions, and the whole Da Yan could clearly feel it.

But it was not a ground-shaking earthquake, but it was like the sound of waves echoing under the ground.

A series of illusory white mists suddenly appeared above Beiyuan. As soon as the white mist appeared, it gathered by itself, like smoke and clouds, and like a long river of running mist.

Such scenes appeared in Beiyuan, in Da Yan Imperial City, and all over Da Yan.

This picture seems familiar.

It was the scene of the opening of Luo River in the past.

Bai Lu was very anxious.

"If you don't go, then I won't go either!"

Ye Wuyou looked leisurely, but fine blue veins appeared on his forehead from time to time.

Why wouldn't he want the opportunity that was delivered to his door?

The reason was very simple.

Because Ye Wuyou did whatever he wanted!

The noisy voice of the narrator kept ringing in his mind.

[Step into Luo River, step into Luo River, step into Luo River, step into Luo River...]

It was so noisy.

You bastard, I'm going to explode with you!

After a while, Ye Wuyou sighed softly.

"I will go."

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The demons stood in a row, and the dazzling blood-red light reflected on the clouds, as if the sky was dyed with a layer of blood.

The sky was really stained with blood at this moment.

The gray-robed swordsman put one hand behind his back and pinched the sword formula with one hand.

The sword shadow was like a dragon flying through the standing figures, bringing up waves of splashing red.

He lowered his head slightly at this moment, looking at the white mist that kept emerging on the ground, and the white mist waves that surged like a river.

He smiled lightly, and then shouted to the waiting figures in the air.

"If you don't take action now, you really won't have a chance."

...

Wu Xing and Zuo Qiuliang, who were dressed in black robes, were standing on the edge of a cliff at this moment.

Snap, snap...

Burst after burst of crimson flowed out in front of the black-robed man named Wu Xing.

He let go, and a blood-stained figure fell from his hand, fell into the bottom of the endless cliff, and disappeared.

Zuo Qiuliang was behind him, but his eyes were more and more frightened.

In the past few days, he really saw many ancient practitioners.

Those people were no less than the seventh realm.

They all came for this token, for the opportunity to step into the Luo River.

Zuo Qiuliang simply thought about it and found that if he was alone, he would have died long ago.

But the Wu Xing senior in front of him... was too powerful.

No matter what kind of existence appeared in front of them, they were defeated by Senior Wuxing.

Zuoqiu Liang had asked about the other party's realm before, and Wuxing's answer was not concealed.

"It's just Tianxuan."

Eighth realm Tianxuan.

But Zuoqiu Liang is now the seventh realm Tianji.

Is the gap between the eighth realm and the seventh realm so big?

Zuoqiu Liang didn't think so, and could only silently guess whether the other party had any other means?

The white mist filled the mountain path little by little.

Wuxing turned around, without saying a word, and walked straight towards the white mist.

Zuoqiu Liang lowered his head silently and followed closely.

But when he stepped into the white mist, the black-robed man named Wuxing looked back faintly, glanced at the other party, and then chuckled.

Half joking and half questioning.

"Zuoqiu Liang, I have something I don't understand."

"Senior Wuxing, please tell me."

"Are you a man or a woman?"

Zuoqiu Liang was silent.

Wearing a water sleeve cloud robe, his face is feminine and his cheeks are red. If it weren't for the obvious Adam's apple, it would be really misleading.

Wu Xing didn't ask any more questions, just smiled faintly and stepped into the mist.

At this point, all six tokens appeared.

...

Beast Taming Sect.

"Oh oh oh oh..."

A magical big rooster crowed loudly at this moment.

The spirited young man Tu Su was sitting on the spacious seat of the sect leader at this moment, with a solemn expression.

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't despise the poor young man.

The aura of the Six Realms Heavenly Power emanated from him.

But it wasn't him.

It was the rooster.

At this moment, the big rooster stood on Tu Su's head, full of magic.

This is not an ordinary chicken, this is a chicken of the Six Realms, this is a chicken with merit.

In addition, there is a trace of gloomy and strange aura overflowing from him.

It is a strange statue on him.

He finally reached this position step by step with his own efforts, killing his enemies and taking revenge!

It was all hard work, without any value.

When the white mist emerged, Tu Su suddenly opened his eyes, then stood up calmly, and walked to a remote place step by step with the chicken alone.

Then, he patted the chicken's head.

"Brother Chicken, you have worked hard, now you don't have to hide."

"Cluck, cluck, cluck... Chicken."

The rooster crowed.

The 'sun' in the sky seemed to flicker for a while at this moment.

But another scorching sun separated from the sun at this moment, flickered, and then dissipated.

Revealing the dazzling red light hidden in the Dharma image.

The token is not six, but seven.

But the last one was hidden by the scorching sun that symbolized [hope].

Many cultivators from all over Great Yan reacted at this moment, and some ancient cultivators were unable to do anything to the other six. When they saw the seventh token, they immediately rushed here like crazy.

But Tu Su had already stepped into the white mist first.

"Stepping into Luohe, maybe it can solve the weirdness in me..."

…

Dayan is a wilderness.

There is a quagmire in the mountains and there is an old man covered in sores.

It was Du Yazi who had handed Ye Wuyou a 'fake token'.

He is also an ancient practitioner who has mastered Shinto techniques, and he could see at a glance that Ye Wuyou had several debris on his body.

With his strength, he might be able to compete for the token.

But during these days, he remained motionless and did not participate in any fights.

White mist emerged from around him, passing by silently.

The old man smiled softly at this moment, woke up from his closed eyes, and then took out a token.

Of course, it's fake.

There was no difference from the piece handed to Ye Wuyou originally.

"I'm old, how can I be decent in fighting and killing? I still have to use my brain..."

"True and false, if there is no truth, how can it be false? I wonder if I can board this new ship in Luohe with this old ticket today?"

Du Yazi's hoarse voice was filled with a slight smile.

The two tokens, including the one he gave to Ye Wuyou, were both fake.

But no matter how powerful the practitioners in this world are, they can see that there is something wrong with this token, but they will never see the mystery of this token.

Since it was already a fake, why did he bring two pieces with him in the first place?

"Token of destiny." Du Yazi said slowly.

The world is actually developing very fast, and many creations have surprised Du Yazi, but after all, they are a little bit less mysterious.

After all, without aura, he can only delve into such ingenious techniques.

The Token of Destiny is a product of ancient times.

There is a 50% chance of being directly discovered by Luo He, and a 50% chance of directly entering Luo He.

Of course Du Yazi would not fight the 50% chance.

If he failed and was discovered by Luo He, the consequences...he could not predict.

He deliberately sent the token to Ye Wuyou just for today.

"He will definitely use it. As long as he uses it, with my method, he will definitely have a 50% chance of failure!"

"And I will definitely succeed!"

Thinking in his heart, Du Yazi waited quietly with a smile on his face and a token in his hand.

He planted an extremely ingenious connection on that token and could sense it.

As long as he uses...

…

Tianlan City, Tianlao.

"Uncle Wang."

"Hey, here we come."

"Has the thing I asked you to buy arrived?"

"I bought it, I bought it, but why do you want so many old samurai swords?"

Uncle Wang watched Ye Wuyou walking into the prison holding a large pile of scrap copper and iron with a confused look on his face.

"Pad it?"

Uncle Wang scratched his head, not understanding the meaning of Ye Wuyou's words.

The eighth level of heavenly prison.

Ye Wuyou squatted in front of the real and fake child and threw an old knife in front of the child.

"Children, can you help your uncle make a judgment?"

The real and fake child rolled his eyes and continued to draw circles.

Ye Wuyou thought for a while, ran to the side and picked up the mute girl who was leaning on the railing.

"Aba Aba..."

"Let this doll help me decide."

"Shasha..."

"Hey, don't lick, don't lick..."

Worn katana.

[Judgment of authenticity]

【Judged to be false】

Worn katana.

[Judgment of authenticity]

【Judged to be false】

…

I don’t know how much time passed.

Ye Wuyou looked nervous and threw something out.

False Luohe Order.

[Judgment of authenticity]

【Judgment is true】

"It's done!"

…

"It's done!"

Du Yazi's anxious eyes suddenly paused, then he laughed and stood up directly.

Taking that false token with him, he walked into the white mist.

"The token of destiny will not deceive me."

But then, there was a thunder in the sky.

Thunder struck down.

Cut it off on the head!