"Mu Yi..."

Liu Zhuiyue exclaimed.

She watched with her own eyes as Lin Fan fell into the crimson sea of ​​magma below like a comet at an incredible speed. Moreover, on the sea, there were monsters roaring one after another with their bloody mouths open, waiting for them.

Lin Fan threw himself into a trap and into the mouths of their beasts.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fan suddenly turned his head and grinned at her while falling.

"No!"

Liu Zhuiyue cried and howled, and finally covered his eyes.

I couldn't bear to see the cruel scene of Lin Fan falling into the beast's mouth.

"Chasing the moon."

Suddenly someone whispered in her ear. She opened her tear-filled eyes and saw Lin Fan, grinning at her. Moreover, as he stepped into the unknown, an inexplicable light enveloped his whole body.

"Everything just now was an illusion. I think it may be a torture and test for lazy people like us." Lin Fan spoke again.

Liu Zhuiyue cried, hoarse at the top of her lungs, and her pink fists kept falling on Lin Fan's chest.

Lin Fan frowned.

Don't speak anymore.

After a long while, he said: "Hurry up and enter the next level. Although you are lazy, it would not be good if you are left behind too much by them."

Liu Zhuiyue was still sobbing, but Yiyan followed Lin Fan and took a step forward. Suddenly the world was spinning and he entered the next level.

The lobby on the second floor is not much different from the first floor.

It's just that the god puppets standing under the pillars are a little stronger than those on the first floor.

The same light shone on the two of them, and the mechanical voice sounded, confirming that Lin Fan and the others were indeed qualified to enter the next level.

A crack appeared again, and Lin Fan and Liu Zhuiyue stepped up the stairs.

Lin Fan's eyes were serious.

The stairs from the second floor to the third floor are obviously much more dangerous than the stairs on the next floor.

On the 2,900 steps, Lin Fan unexpectedly saw a cultivator who had fallen on the way forward.

There is a huge fist hole between his eyebrows, which is pitch black, and the whole person cannot rest in peace.

"So miserable." Liu Zhuiyue sighed: "There are only a hundred steps from the highest point..."

"A journey of a hundred miles is only half a mile." Lin Fan raised his feet and walked to a higher place: "So what if it reaches two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roads? After all, it is just one short distance."

Liu Zhuiyue fell silent.

Isn't this like practicing Taoism?

As long as you don't become a god, you are just an abandoned child of time, and one day you will die with the vegetation.

Silence.

Both were silent and their hearts were heavy.

Just one sentence reminded both of them of many things.

…

On the seventh floor of the stairs.

Lin Fan's face became more solemn because more people died.

Every step was almost stained red with bright red blood, and when you stepped on it, it made a sticky crunching sound that made your teeth sour.

"Chai Yue, do you still remember how many people were able to step onto the second level?" Lin Fan asked.

Liu Zhuiyue frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Twenty-seven people."

"Twenty-seven..."

Lin Fan glanced down from the top of the seventh floor.

"A total of six people died on the stairs here. After including those who died on the previous floors, there are seventeen in total. Adding you and me, that is, there are only about ten people still climbing." Lin Fan spoke in a low voice.

Liu Zhuiyue shook his head and said, "Are there any people who are deemed unworthy of entering by that light?"

Lin Fan was not talking.

Silence moves on.

At this time, on the eighth floor of the stairs.

Xiao Wang Shen was covered in blood and fought bloody battles.

All this blood was shed by him.

Just because the god puppet has no blood and is brave and not afraid of death.

Even he has shown true fire.

It's so hard.

These god puppets are not weak to him at all.

Red mist rose all over his body, fighting and fighting, inextricably linked.

So does everyone else.

In fact, Lin Fan overestimated.

There are only eight people still on this ladder, even if he and Liu Zhuiyue are included.

"kill!"

Some cultivators roared.

On his cheek, from left to right, there was a huge scar cut by a sharp sword, like a bloody centipede crawling on his face, ferocious and terrifying.

"I want to seize a great opportunity, how can I die here!"

Someone roared again.

No one who can come here is mediocre, they are all outstanding.

But reaching this point has exhausted all their efforts. If they had not had the belief to win the God Puppet Palace to support them, they would have fallen long ago.

Lin Fan and Liu Zhuiyue had already reached the eighth level of the stairs. They were far away at the bottom of the stairs without lifting their feet.

"Tell me, if you and I join in, can we reduce some casualties?" Liu Zhuiyue couldn't bear it, seeing with his own eyes a cultivator being cut into pieces by a god puppet, and his soul was torn into pieces.

"Count how many people are up there, and how many godly puppets there are." Lin Fan said.

Lin Fan was reminded of menstruation and his pupils shrank sharply.

Lin Fan sneered and said: "One person per person, this is the opponent given to them by this step. If we step in at the same time as them, our opponent's god puppet will naturally appear, so how can we help?"

Liu Zhuiyue let out a long breath.

Actually, she had doubts.

Why don't any god puppets appear and attack them when they step onto this staircase?

However, she did not ask in the end.

Knowing what to ask and what not to ask is perhaps the most lovely thing about women.

In fact, it is not difficult to do all this.

It was enough to summon Lei Chi to protect the two of them. With Lin Fan's ability, it would not be difficult to hide this Liu Zhui Yue.

The eighth floor, reaching the top!

Little Wang Shen was the first to rush to the top of the stairs and looked down. His eyes were like torches, majestic and intimidating. He was really like a high-ranking monarch scanning the country where he had fought bloody battles.

Unexpectedly.

On this eighth level, the fewest people died.

When Lin Fan and others came, there were only six people fighting on the eighth floor.

And these six people actually passed through the pass and beheaded the generals along the way. Although they were close to death, they were almost dead from exhaustion.

But they all made it to the top.

"Little King God, what are you going to do!"

Suddenly, Lin Fan roared.

Just because, he unexpectedly saw the little king god dancing the mother-gold nunchucks, and with one stick he killed a cultivator who was almost dead, and finally killed the god puppet, and hit the head of the cultivator who was only half a step away from reaching the top.

Explode!

This blow shocked everyone!

"Little Wangshen, what are you going to do?"

Someone roared.
To be continued...