Xiao Fan suddenly understood.

The process of climbing to Tianque should be increasingly difficult as you go up.

Moreover, there are no tricks, you must rely on your own strength.

"Huh...huh..."

Everyone rushed forward, and the boy was so proud. He also showed no reservation and let go of his speed.

This level was not too difficult for him, and on the contrary, he took advantage of it.

Because what is tested is cultivation and true energy, not magical powers and laws.

The little boy left Xiao Fan and others behind and rode away!

Xiao Fan and the others were far behind.

But after walking up a thousand steps, the pressure changed again and tripled!

The child's figure slowed down a lot uncontrollably.

There was also a hint of solemnity on his face.

At this time, many envoys also distanced themselves from each other and divided them into three, six or nine levels.

Ye Wudao, the brother and sister, Shang Tian and others were undoubtedly at the forefront.

He also behaves calmly and with an indescribable naturalness, as if he were walking on flat ground.

Behind them are children and some powerful men with advanced cultivation levels.

When he looked ahead, there was a hint of dissatisfaction on his face, and then he chased after him hard.

As for the third echelon, it is Xiao Fan and others.

Xiao Fan, Shang Shenmu's cultivation level is not high, and compared with other Ming Envoys, he cannot take advantage of much, so he can only take the lead.

For a moment, the field fell into silence.

Everyone is rushing forward with their heads down.

There are at least tens of thousands of steps, which are terrifying, just like a heavenly road.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

The people at the front have climbed to the middle area.

At this moment, even strong men like Ye Wudao felt some pressure.

Xiao Fan and others responded even more.

Every time you walk up a dozen steps, you have to stop and adjust your breath for a while to restore your true energy before you can continue to climb forward.

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The envoys didn't even bother to talk anymore.

They were so arrogant before, boasting that they would take the position of envoy.

But the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny.

This time I finally stopped talking, knowing the gap between me and those top experts.

Time passes minute by minute.

Another half day passed in the blink of an eye.

Ye Wudao and others still have one-third of the distance left to reach the top.

Although Xiaotong is in the second echelon, he is at the head of the second echelon, so he is not too far away from Ye Wudao.

There is a difference of a thousand steps.

He gritted his teeth and moved forward step by step, not for anything else but for himself.

Ye Wudao must be trampled under his feet!

"Eight times the pressure!"

At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed.

It was Ye Wudao.

After the words fell, his face suddenly became ugly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he was under great pressure.

To be precise, this eight times the pressure is equivalent to the full strength of the later monks.

And it was a continuous offensive that did not stop for a minute.

No matter how advanced Ye Wudao was, he couldn't hold it anymore, and his speed became even slower, like a snail.

"So strong! Look, even Ye Wudao is like this, and we can't even climb up!"

"It doesn't matter if you can't climb up. The rule this time is not that everyone will climb to the top, but only a thousand people will be taken in order of ranking."

"A thousand people? Then I still have a good chance."

The envoys discussed one after another and secretly estimated their ranking order.

Xiao Fan and others also glanced behind and silently

After silently calculating for a while, I suddenly felt stressed.

Because at the moment, they are ranked among the eight or nine hundred. Although they are within the rank of one thousand, they may be left behind at any time.

"Go! Hold on! Keep going up!"

Xiao Fan shouted.

Shang Chenmu and others also gritted their teeth and worked hard to climb forward.

Xiao Qingshi was relatively relaxed.

After all, she herself has advanced cultivation.

"If the young master were here, he would never leave us alone. He would definitely use secret means to bring us up."

"But this little boy only cares about himself. It's really too much."

Xiao Fan smiled bitterly when he heard this: "The child was beaten badly by Ye Wudao. Now his mind is full of revenge, how can he care about us!"

This was a good thing, but the child's eyes were red and he was staring at Ye Wudao, his face full of murderous intent.

It was as if Ye Wudao was to be torn into pieces.

Ye Wudao naturally felt it, looked back, and snorted coldly: "If you can't hold on, then retreat, don't force it."

The kid sneered: "The pressure on this ladder is indeed great, but for me, I can still bear it."

"On your side, if you can't resist it, just stop, lest you explode and die."

These words were quite tit-for-tat, and Ye Wudao snorted coldly, with an unhappy look on his face: "I'm already in front of you, so I'm obviously stronger than you. What's the point of not being able to hold on?"

"The damn duck has a tough mouth!"

He felt that Xu Xuan's mouth was too harsh, almost harder than bones.

I won’t shed tears until I see the coffin.

The child did not provoke Ye Wudao again.

To be precise, he was speechless. He felt great pressure and gasped violently.

"Thum! Thumb! Thunk!"

Everyone continued to move forward without saying a word.

Crossing a thousand steps will double the pressure.

Later, many Mingshi couldn't bear it anymore and stopped climbing instead of climbing forward.

Their ranking is within one thousand, so they are safe for the time being.

So there is absolutely no need to go further up.

Of course, as time went by and the large forces at the rear caught up, they gritted their teeth and continued upward.

In the blink of an eye, another half day passed.

In this half day, Ye Wudao did not climb too many stairs, only a hundred levels.

Compared with before, there is a huge difference.

But this place is already close to that day.

The pressure he endured was nine times terrifying!

Ye Wudao groaned, his face turned as pale as paper, and he almost fell from the ladder.

The child's eyes lit up, waiting for this guy to roll down.

But Ye Wudao's figure swayed and then stabilized, causing the child to curse secretly in his heart.

"Ye Wudao, you, are you going to die soon?"
To be continued...