The stone staircase path spreads upward, like a ladder of heaven, as if there is no end to it.
Countless monks sweated like rain, panting, and under tremendous pressure, they struggled to move forward on the stone steps.
Every time I take a step, I seem to have exhausted all my strength, and every time I take a step, I have to stay for a long time before I have the ability to continue walking.
More than an hour has passed since they were pulled into this strange world by the Guiding Light, and some monks who did not have enough strength had already been teleported back to the outside world by the Creation Palace.
There were originally tens of thousands of troops, but only about 5,000 remained.
And this number is still decreasing.
Every few minutes, someone was physically exhausted, and was shaken away by the huge pressure of the stone steps, and then they were sent back to the outside world by the Creation Palace.
At this moment, many monks were panting and struggling to move forward under tremendous pressure.
Most of them stayed at around the five hundred steps, and only a small number of powerful monks made it to the one thousand steps.
It can be seen how difficult the assessment of the Creation Palace is.
This is also normal, after all, although there are many opportunities in the Creation Palace, they can't stand the countless monks to seize it.
Therefore, the Creation Palace can only set up difficulties and eliminate those monks who are not strong enough.
"Oh my God, it's too hard to walk, I feel like I'm about to run out of it."
"Yes, I'm almost dying, it's only more than five hundred steps, and I don't know how many are behind."
"Alas, it seems that this Creation Palace has nothing to do with me."
"Damn, the great creation is close at hand, but I don't have the ability to take it, I'm really unwilling."
"If you want to blame it, the assessment of the Creation Palace is too difficult, this is simply not human" There were about five hundred steps on the stone staircase, and more than a dozen monks stood on the same step, panting and complaining that the assessment of the Creation Palace was too difficult.
However, just as these people were barely holding on, a white-clothed figure walked past several people, as if walking leisurely, it was simply relaxed.
Then, the figure walked lightly, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone.
This scene stunned several people After a while, one of them rubbed his eyes and said in an uncertain tone: "That figure just now seems to be a person."
"I'm really alone" "It's impossible, how can anyone walk so easily, I must be dazzled" "That is, even if he rests down there for a long time, it is impossible to ignore the pressure as nothing" "Alas, don't deceive yourself, I can see it very clearly, it is clearly a monk, and he is not very old, he should be an outstanding heir of a certain force."
"I'll go, it's too perverted, there's no pause at all, as if there's no resistance at all" More than a dozen monks exclaimed one after another, looking in horror at the direction in which Ling Xian had disappeared, their faces full of incredulity.
You must know that several of them are also monks in the foundation building period, but every step is extremely difficult, and it is already a great luck to be able to get here.
However, Ling Xian was relaxed and freehand, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he regarded the pressure as nothing How could this not shock a few people Something similar happened to many monks in front of us.
When the monks stopped on the stone steps, unable to walk, they all saw the white robe walking past them, and disappeared in an instant.
Then, everyone was shocked.
Words of disbelief filled every step of the stone path.
"Oh my God, who the hell is this person who is so domineering" "It must be a party of genius, and it is the best of them" "Yes, otherwise it wouldn't have been so easy, as if there was no resistance at all" "Alas, it's really better than people to die, compared with this person, I suddenly feel inferior."
"But I'm the same, I feel like I've lived in vain for so many years."
The monks on the stone steps were shocked, they didn't expect to see such a fierce person, they could walk on the ground and catch up.
It takes a lot of strength to do that You must know that the pressure of the first order of the stone road is greater than that of the first order, and if the pressure of the first order must be made into a big mountain, then for each upper order, a big mountain will be added.
You can imagine how much pressure there must be However, Ling Xian did not pause, whether it was the first order or the thousandth order, he didn't seem to feel the pressure, he just took a light step and stepped on the next step.
The gently fluttering white clothes and the relaxed and freehand demeanor have become a special scenery on the stone steps.
Every monk who saw Ling Xian had a shocked look on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.
At this moment, Ling Xian's expression was calm, he was standing on the thousandth step, looking at the endless staircase above, and muttered to himself: "It's been an hour and a half, and I don't know how many steps there are behind, it seems that we have to hurry up." ” As he spoke, he continued to stride forward, but this time, he felt the pressure.
"Boom" The invisible pressure suddenly descended, as if the Heavenly Mountains that had lasted forever were overwhelmed, causing Ling Xian to frown slightly, and said, "It seems that the Thousand Orders are a watershed, no wonder there is no one else here except me." ” He guessed correctly, the 1,000 steps were the watershed of the stone path, and the monks who could withstand the pressure had already moved to a higher place, and the monks who could not step through were directly shaken down by this huge pressure, and then returned to the outside world.
Therefore, there were no other monks here but him.
Right now, Ling Xian had encountered the first difficulty.
The invisible pressure was surging, like a big wave rolling up the sky, mighty and mighty, wanting to shake Ling Xian back "Hmph, this little pressure dares to stop me" Ling Xian snorted coldly, and a terrifying momentum swept out, colliding with the invisible pressure "Boom" There was a loud bang, and the entire stone road suddenly shook Instantly, the pressure in the sky dissipated invisibly, and Ling Xian took a light step and came to the one thousand and first order.
Then, the pressure hit again, more intense and more pressing than before It's a pity that this pressure is not enough for Ling Xian at all.
With a flick of his shoulders, he blasted away the pressure of the mountain and walked towards the endless staircase above.
Such a relaxed gesture was enough to make all the monks here feel ashamed.
In this way, Ling Xian took a light step, as if he was walking on the road of a flat river, and in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the fifteen hundred steps.
"Hey, there's someone here."
Ling Xian sighed lightly, took three steps in succession, and walked above this person.
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Then he slowly turned around, looked at the young man below, couldn't help but be stunned, and hesitated: "Fellow Daoist, I see that you are a little familiar." ” The young man was also stunned, and when he saw that the person who came was Ling Xian, he was suddenly frightened.
In an instant, his mind was lost, and the huge pressure instantly shook him out.
"I did Ling Xian, you pervert beat me to a serious injury that day, and today it ruined my chance" The young man was in mid-air, feeling his feet off the ground, and suddenly burst into a foul mouth, his voice full of grief and indignation.
Fortunately, Ling Xian's hand was quick, and he instantly stretched out his hand and pulled this person back, and then directly dragged him to the stairs where he was.
"Thankfully, thankfully."
The young man was frightened, and hurriedly patted his chest with his hand, as if to suppress the palpitations.
Ling Xian smiled faintly, looked at the young man in front of him, and said with a smile: "I remember, you were the first person to be suppressed by me that day, your surname is Fang, right." ” "It's me, I didn't expect to be in a group with you, it's really been eight lifetimes of blood mold."
The young man surnamed Fang muttered, he was the first person to make a move against Ling Xian that day.
As a result, he was killed by Ling Xian in one move.
"What you said is not right, if I hadn't helped you, you would have no chance with the Creation Palace."
Ling Xian smiled playfully, he didn't expect that he would be so coincidental and be in a group with this person.
"If you hadn't suddenly appeared, I wouldn't have lost my mind, speaking of which, I don't blame you."
The young man surnamed Fang pursed his lips and looked at the handsome young man in front of him, his expression was a little unnatural.
Obviously, he was thinking of being killed in one move that day.
The corners of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and he said with a smile: "As soon as I appeared, you lost your mind, and you were so afraid of me."
"Afraid of you" The young man surnamed Fang pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "I admit that you are stronger than me, but it is not enough to make me afraid." ” However, despite his words, his eyes were wandering, which showed that he was very weak and insincere.
Ling Xian found out about this and couldn't help but smile, but he didn't debunk it, and changed the subject: "How long have you stayed here?"
"About a quarter of an hour."
The young man surnamed Fang thought for a while.
"I see, after staying for so long, it seems that your strength is weaker than I thought."
Ling Xian chuckled.
"I'm weak" The young man surnamed Fang looked unhappy, glanced at Ling Xian up and down, and suddenly showed a strange smile: "Yes, I am weak, and the weak can't be weaker anymore." ” And when Ling Xian's face showed doubt, he smiled contemptuously, and slowly spit out a sentence in that sarcastic tone.
"Ling Xian, I'm really weak, but you're no better.
Tsk, it's been more than an hour before you can get here, you seem to be worse than me. ” "It turns out that the former sentence is to highlight the mocking effect of the latter sentence."
Ling Xian laughed, he didn't get angry, he looked at the young man playfully, and said, "Then there will be someone who mocks me like this, and then he regrets it, you must not regret it." ” "How do you say this?"
The young man surnamed Fang was confused, not understanding the meaning of Ling Xian's words.
But the next moment, he understood.
Because, Ling Xian took a step.
It's still so relaxed and freehand, the clouds are light and the wind is light, as if strolling in your own back garden, it's just relaxed.
"I'll do it" The young man burst into a foul mouth, staring at the white-clothed figure who had finished ten steps in a daze, his face full of shock.
"How, do you regret it" Ling Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth and waved at the young man.
"I regret it, I regret it."
The young chick nodded again and again as if pecking rice, and with a flattering smile on his face, he almost laughed like a flower.
For the sake of the great opportunity in the Creation Palace, he obviously didn't plan to ask for face.
The young man surnamed Fang had a flattering look on his face, rubbed his hands, and said something that made Ling Xian stunned.
"Brother, brother, you take me up
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